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

Chapter 96 The True Face of the King of Slaughter, The New Royal Fighting Team Attacks

"boom!"

Hundreds of blood-red figures rushed in from all directions, their murderous aura overwhelming the entire group of thieves.

A cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips, and a boundless killing intent suddenly burst forth.

"Finally, you've fallen for it! You rats lurking in the shadows, are you so eager to die?"

The next second, Tianxia Wuzei stomped on the ground, and the bluestone floor shattered with a loud crash.

Before the three dark figures that suddenly attacked from underground could even reveal themselves, they were crushed into a pulp by an invisible force, and blood seeped into the cracks of the broken bluestone.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a casual flick of his fist, Wu Zetian sent several armed attackers beside him instantly exploding into a bloody mist, not even having time to scream.

The blood droplets floated in the air, reflecting his cold gaze.

He looked up at the sky, where more than ten fallen beings were falling from the air, poised to strike.

"You scum!" A sneer spread across Tianxia Wuzei's face. "Your end has come!"

"call out!"

The speed was so fast that it left only a slowly dissipating afterimage, showing no sign of serious injury.

The next moment, crimson fireworks exploded one after another in the sky, muffled sounds like firecrackers, and blood rained down.

Some of the slower-moving Fallen Ones escaped with their lives, but they all stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief.

"This...this is what you call serious injury?"

Some degenerates have realized a terrible fact: the absence of thieves in the world is a form of entrapment.

"Oh no, we've all been tricked! He deliberately lured us into attacking so he could wipe us all out! Run!"

No one knows who shouted this first, but fear spread like a plague among the crowd.

The hunters, who had been so aggressive just a moment ago, now scattered and fled like a swarm of frightened rats.

Contracts? Promises? They're all jokes in the face of death.

They pushed and shoved, trampled, and even swung their knives at their comrades who had just fought side by side, all in an effort to escape half a step further than others.

"Trying to run? Where do you think you're going?!"

The thieves in the sky had already locked onto them all, and he didn't want the results of his entire performance to go to waste.

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared into the air.

"boom!"

The first of the fallen to flee suddenly had their heads explode, their brains splattering like fireworks.

"Crack!"

The second person's spine was broken by a punch, and his upper body was folded at a bizarre angle.

"boom!"

While the third person was still running, his body exploded, and his head and limbs suddenly separated.

"what!"

In an instant, screams of agony rose and fell from the ground.

Some were broken in the waist, some had their heads blown off and became corpses, and some lost half of their bodies, dying with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

The fallen ones who hadn't made a move in the hellish killing field were now arriving late.

They stood frozen at the edge of the battlefield, their pupils reflecting the blood-red, hellish scene.

My Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and my back was already soaked in cold sweat.

Seeing the thief in the world slaughtering the fallen like a demon, a sense of relief flashed through their hearts.

"He doesn't look seriously injured at all!"

"I knew he was entrapping me. Luckily, I didn't lay a hand on him!"

"He's still so energetic after defeating the Golden Lion! We've seriously underestimated the Burst King's strength! This is someone we can't afford to mess with!"

Gazing at the demon-like figure in the arena, a shadow fell over everyone's hearts.

Terrifying strength, unfathomable cunning, and chilling schemes. The title of Explosive King now carried an even heavier weight in their hearts.

"Not only are they ridiculously strong!" one of the fallen ones muttered, "they're incredibly cunning too! From now on, I'll have to stay away from them!"

These words expressed everyone's feelings, and they all took a few steps back in unison, as if the farther away from that god of death they were, the safer they would be.

The Thief Crushed the head of the last Fallen One who had surrounded and killed him, his gaze sweeping over the remaining Fallen Ones watching with lightning speed.

The fallen ones who were swept away all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Very good, I've achieved the effect I wanted. I can't say that I won't be bothered by ants in the future, but at least I can have some peace and quiet for a while."

He shook the blood off his hands and returned to his residence lightly, showing no signs of fatigue.

When the thief entered the room, he looked defiantly toward the palace of the King of Slaughter, his lips moving silently in mockery.

It's as if it's saying: The person you chose is nothing special!

The King of Slaughter, who had been watching intently, had veins bulging on his forehead and his crimson vertical pupils blazing with fury.

With a crack, the armrest of the blood-red throne split open.

"Boy, if you didn't have someone threatening me from behind, do you really think you could have survived this long in the City of Slaughter?!"

The King of Slaughter growled through gritted teeth, his nails digging deep into his palms.

A letter and news of Bibi Dong's collaboration appeared in his hands.

The contents of that letter from Qian Daoliu are still vivid in my mind.

He must not take action personally; any other means are permitted. Anyone who violates this rule will be razed to the ground and slaughtered!
This letter comes from Qian Daoliu, one of the three peerless Douluo of our time and the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall!

The King of Slaughter felt extremely resentful whenever he recalled the contents of that letter.

"Damn it! If I can completely seize control of this body, I will not fear you, Qian Daoliu, even if you are a peerless Douluo!"

His vertical pupils gleamed with a scarlet blood-red light, and he spoke with self-satisfaction.

"After all, the original owner of this body was one of the three peerless Douluo, alongside Qian Daoliu, the Haotian Douluo Tang Chen!"

The true identity of the King of Slaughter is actually Tang Chen, who was parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King.

Tang Chen, Tang Hao's grandfather, and Tang San's great-grandfather!
So, it's perfectly fine for someone like Tianxiawuze to provoke him!

Unfortunately, Tang Chen's consciousness is currently dormant, and the body is still dominated by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King.

Even after returning to his room, Tianxia Wuzei remained vigilant.

"The Killing City is, after all, the territory of the Killing King. It's too far away to help in a crisis. I can't let my guard down!"

However, he also guessed from the King of Slaughter's strange schemes that Qian Daoliu was also secretly helping him.

After all, Bibi Dong had already taken action, so naturally Old Deng wouldn't just sit idly by.

The thief-free world even guessed some of the reasons behind the help Qian Daoliu had given him.

"If that old man Qian Daoliu were to make a move, given his personality, the help he could give me would probably be preventing the King of Slaughter from personally taking action. I don't know about anything else."

Although this was the only thing they had guessed, it was still incredibly good news for a world without thieves.

After all, the only person the City of Slaughter could be wary of was the King of Slaughter.

"Old Deng may have a sharp tongue, but he's kind-hearted. I can't let him down. Six months! Within six months, I will definitely make it through Hell Road and out of the City of Slaughter!"

"No Thieves Under Heaven" secretly made up his mind and sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate without wasting a moment.

Meanwhile, a thrilling team battle is about to take place at the Soto City Grand Arena!

Evil Thief Team vs. New Royal Fighting Team!
In the preparation room, Yu Tianheng, the captain of the New Royal Fighting Team, looked excited.

"This time, I'm going to get back everything I've lost! Dugu Yan, I'll make you regret leaving me!"

As for why the captain of the new Royal Fighting Team isn't Tang San, who defeated Yu Tianheng, the reason is actually quite simple.

After losing his Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone, Tang San became a level 22 cripple.

If Flander hadn't been wary of Tang Hao, who had remained hidden in the shadows, he would have expelled him from Shrek Academy long ago.

Still want to be the team leader?
Want to eat fart!

(End of this chapter)