Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 92 Burst King in the City of Slaughter

"call!"

The crimson murderous aura in the luxurious room receded like a tide, and Tianxia Wuzei slowly opened his eyes, a flash of blood-red light in them.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, tinged with a hint of blood.

He immediately concealed all his murderous aura, as if he had never existed.

"Fortunately, I absorbed the Fiery Apricot Blossom and the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass to form a small Yin-Yang Well in my body, which allowed me to perfectly control the killing intent within my body in just a few days."

Tianxia Wuzei secretly rejoiced, thinking that if he hadn't taken the immortal herb...

He might also be forced, like other fallen ones, to drink Bloody Mary to suppress his murderous intent.

Others are unaware that Bloody Mary is addictive, a highly corrosive poison that corrupts the mind, and a means by which the King of Slaughter controls the fallen.

As a time traveler, how could he not know?
Excessive use will corrupt the mind and turn one into a slave to the desire to kill.

To put it bluntly, Bloody Mary is a tool used by the King of Slaughter to control Slaughter City.

Otherwise, even if the King of Slaughter was a powerful Title Douluo, he would not be able to control all the fallen ones in the City of Slaughter.

No Thief Under Heaven wants to get involved with Bloody Mary and risk unnecessary harm to his body.

This is why the King of Slaughter made things difficult for him at every turn after he entered the City of Slaughter.

Because if one person breaks the rules, there will be a second, a third, and thousands upon thousands more.

However, what puzzled the thief was that the King of Slaughter hadn't secretly sabotaged them in the past few days.

This situation left him completely baffled.

"Kakaka!"

The man stood up, stretched his neck, and his bones made a crisp sound.

As I walked to the window and opened it, a strong smell of blood hit me.

Looking up, a dozen heads were hanging from the lintel.

Swaying in the wind, its shadow appeared particularly menacing under the moonlight.

The expression on Tianxia Wuzei's face remained unchanged.

Because this is his masterpiece.

hum!
The wind domain suddenly expanded, instantly covering an area of ​​several hundred meters in radius.

"They still won't give up. Looks like I wasn't ruthless enough!"

Since his ten-game winning streak on the first day of the Hellfire Arena, he has become a prominent figure in the inner city.

However, some people were still unwilling to give up, believing that he was at his last gasp, and tried to launch a sneak attack under the cover of night.

In just a few days, three groups of people have raided his residence at night.

The first and second batches were on the night he achieved his tenth consecutive victory.

The third batch arrived late the following night.

Unfortunately, they miscalculated.

Thinking he was out of options and had no more thieves, he was unexpectedly killed in a direct counterattack.

With his head still hanging from the door lintel, the lurking scoundrels finally quieted down for a moment.

After only a few days of peace, Tianxia Wuzei clearly sensed that those who had fallen from grace could no longer restrain themselves.

"Did I stay indoors for a few days, giving them the illusion that I was injured?" He chuckled softly, his gaze fixed on the hellish killing field. "It seems necessary to kill them all again."

A dangerous glint flashed in Tianxia Wuzei's eyes; he didn't want to waste his time being bothered by ants.

Before coming to the Killing City, he set himself a goal of achieving 100 victories in the Hell Killing Arena within six months, and then clearing the Hell Road.

If you fail to complete the objective within the allotted time, even if you manage to escape through Hell Road, you will still be mocked by Lion Douluo.

Therefore, a thief-free world wouldn't waste time on pointless things.

"Squeak!"

He pushed open the heavy stone door and strode straight toward the nearest hellish killing field, his footsteps making a dull thud on the stone pavement.

In the darkness, countless scarlet eyes gleamed in the shadows.

Those long-dormant degenerates, like hyenas smelling blood, tacitly followed.

Always thinking of delivering a fatal blow to the world without thieves.

However, the thieves didn't care. To lure all the rats out of the shadows, they needed to lay the groundwork.

These degenerates thought they were perfectly hidden, but little did they know that everyone's location was clearly reflected in the perception of the "No Thieves Under Heaven".

They are as conspicuous as fireflies in the night, yet they are unaware of it.

"What a bunch of mad dogs who don't know what's good for them!"

A cold smile curled at the corner of Tianxia Wuzei's lips, but he deliberately let them follow.

He knew that killing them now would be pointless. Killing one would only attract more; he needed to kill them all in one fell swoop to truly eliminate them once and for all.

Soon, he arrived at the nearest hellish killing field.

"Da da da."

The footsteps of the thief echoed at the entrance to the unfamiliar hellish killing field.

The noisy hellish killing field fell silent for a moment, followed by a chorus of gasps.

"Hiss, it's him?! That monster who won ten games in a single day, number 9527! Known as the Burst King!"

Someone shouted out the name, and the entire venue was like a lake with a stone thrown in, instantly creating ripples.

The title "Explosive King" was given to him by the Fallen Ones based on the fighting style of "No Thieves Under Heaven".

After all, almost none of the people who fought against him had a complete corpse!

Hundreds of eyes turned toward them simultaneously, some filled with awe, some with fear, and most with greed.

A tense atmosphere immediately filled the air.

The thieves were not surprised by this, as they had expected it.

Winning ten games in a single day is unprecedented even in the entire Killing City over the past thousand years.

Such a remarkable record is bound to attract attention!

He walked straight through the crowd without looking to either side, heading directly towards the waiting room.

Wherever he went, those who had witnessed his brutality bowed their heads and made way for him, creating a path through the crowded space.

This is the inner city, a place that truly has no rules.

Even if I die, no one will care.

However, the behavior of these degenerates aroused dissatisfaction among those who had not personally witnessed the brutality of the world without thieves.

"Tsk, a bunch of cowards! If you ever run into me on the killing field, I'll tear you limb from limb!"

"He's just a kid, is it really that big of a deal?!"

Not all the fallen are corrupted by Bloody Mary and driven to madness.

Many degenerates have figured out after these few days how Tianxia Wuzei won ten games in a row that day.

It's actually quite simple: just provoke those corrupt individuals who haven't seen the true strength of the "No Thief Under Heaven" and lure them in with the secrets they possess.

In the end, he was only able to win ten consecutive matches by overwhelming the opponent with both superior martial soul quality and soul power.

"Ah!"

Just then, a piercing, cold laugh shattered the clamor of the killing field.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the blond middle-aged man in the front row slowly stand up, his hand gripping the glass of Bloody Mary so tightly that it made a cracking sound.

"A bunch of useless trash, scared out of their wits by a newbie." He glanced contemptuously at the retreating Fallen Ones, his gaze finally settling on the back of "No Thieves Under Heaven." "You got ten consecutive wins with a little cleverness, do you really think you're something special?!"

His voice, imbued with soul power, wasn't very loud, but everyone inside the Hell Slaughter Arena could hear it clearly.

Upon hearing this, the entire killing field fell silent instantly.

The fallen ones tacitly stepped back, clearing a vacuum between the two.

There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air.

Just now, Tianxia Wuzei was thinking about how to make himself look more disheveled.

Just when you're feeling sleepy, someone hands you a pillow.

"Crack!"

The instant he turned and his eyes met those of the blond man, an invisible burst of energy exploded at the point where their gazes met, as if tangible sparks were flying.

Neither side would yield, and their gazes seemed to spark in the air!
"Looks like the Golden Lion is about to fight the Burst King. This Bloody Mary was definitely worth it!"

"The Golden Lion has achieved twenty victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena, a record that places him at eighty-fifth in the rankings!"

"One is the renowned Golden Lion, and the other is the monster 9527 who won ten consecutive matches in one day! If they were to fight, it would definitely be a spectacular battle!"

"If 9527 can defeat the Golden Lion, I will call him the strongest newcomer in the Killing City in thousands of years!"

Some degenerates stirred up trouble, wanting to praise Wu Zetian to death and have him fight the golden lion.

"What a great straight man! If this weren't the City of Slaughter, people would all think you were shills I hired!"

A subtle, almost imperceptible smile played on Tianxia Wuzei's lips as he pretended to be overwhelmed by the praise he received.

He immediately raised the corners of his mouth in an exaggerated arc and challenged the golden lion in a voice that could be heard by the entire audience.

"What, you blond bastard, you're not convinced?!" he said arrogantly, making a throat-slitting gesture. "If you're not convinced, let's fight on the killing field and see who's better..."

Before he finished speaking, a vast, murderous aura suddenly erupted from Tianxia Wuzei.

"Let's fight to the death!"

(End of this chapter)