Time flew by, and another half year quickly passed. Gu Xuan's victory count in the Hell Slaughter Arena had reached one hundred matches.
Dugu Yan's victory count in the Hell Slaughter Arena had also reached ninety-nine. She was only one victory away from achieving a hundred wins and being able to challenge the Hell Road.
At this moment, Dugu Yan was about to take the stage; this was her hundredth match.
On the stands, Gu Xuan sat upright, watching Dugu Yan's final battle. Because Gu Xuan sat there, no one dared to approach within ten meters of his position on the stands.
On the arena stage, Dugu Yan had already been surrounded by the other nine people. Among them were four Soul Douluos and five Soul Saints; these individuals were considered the famous powerhouses of the current Slaughter City. For some unknown reason, they had all signed up at the same time as Dugu Yan today, something that would never have happened in the past.
The reputation of the Rakshasa Queen here was just like that of the Shura King—both were codes for the God of Death. Without exception, everyone who faced these two had died.
Dugu Yan looked coldly at the other nine people. There were no referees here; the moment one stepped onto the Hell Slaughter Arena stage, the life-and-death battle had already begun.
However, not one of those nine people was willing to strike first. Being the first to move often meant being the first to die, and the title of Rakshasa Queen was not based on groundless rumors.
Facing nine Soul Masters with soul power above Rank 70, even Dugu Yan did not dare to be the slightest bit careless. At this moment, she held two dragon swords in her hands, her gaze as sharp as a blade.
In addition, between each finger of Dugu Yan's hands, which were covered in green scales, was a tiny toxic needle. Though the needles were small, a single one was enough to take the lives of those before her.
A strange sight was that Dugu Yan was currently barefoot. She had only activated the Martial Soul possession for her arms, not her lower body. Between each toe of her exquisite, jade-like feet, she also gripped a porcelain vial. Inside those vials was the extreme Yin and Yang water brought out from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
At this moment, Dugu Yan was fully armed, a rose covered in thorns.
Among the nine people besieging her, one man's body was trembling violently, as if he were already enveloped by fear. Surprisingly, this man, trembling like a leaf, was actually a Soul Douluo.
Dugu Yan had no interest in paying attention to this. Seeing that these people dared not take the initiative to attack, her pair of emerald-green jade hands flickered rapidly, and several toxic needles shot out, instantly locking onto the faces and hearts of five people.
While the toxicity of the needles was intense, they only caused instant death if they hit a vital point. These individuals all had soul power above Rank 70; under a defensive state, Dugu Yan's toxic needles did not achieve any kills, but they succeeded in disrupting their defensive postures.
The moment the needles flew out, Dugu Yan's straight, rounded, long legs blurred through a few leaps, closing in on two Soul Saints. During her charge, the porcelain vials gripped by her jade feet were also hurled toward the others.
While the extreme spring water from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well couldn't kill them directly, it was more than enough to pin them down.
The dragon swords in Dugu Yan's hands danced up and down, piercing at extremely tricky angles. The two Soul Saints before her didn't even have time to react before they were decapitated.
Dugu Yan's offensive did not pause for a second. Her dragon swords flipped and thrust again, launching another assault toward the other two Soul Saints who were being corroded by the spring water. In the span of a few breaths, four Soul Saints had already been sent to hell.
A Soul Douluo blocked the toxic needles and avoided the porcelain vial, attempting a sneak attack on Dugu Yan from behind, only to have his chest pierced by a dragon sword. This was Dugu Yan's third dragon sword, hidden close to her back. Just like a certain hidden weapon of Tang San, the Tense Back Flower Adornment Crossbow, it was used for sneak attacks.
The battle on the stage was fierce, but Dugu Yan's movements were smooth as flowing water. The enemies before her fell one by one, yet she herself remained uninjured. Aside from the two dragon swords, toxic needles constantly flew from her jade hands to interrupt enemy attacks. Every thrust of her dragon swords yielded results; even if they didn't finish an opponent directly, they left behind wounding scars.
Strangely, that trembling Soul Douluo, despite his display of fear, did not pause his attacks for a second. He hid behind the others to strike every time; so far, Dugu Yan had not left a single wound on him. He was a 'snake in the grass'.
Just as Dugu Yan's dragon sword pierced the body of the last Soul Douluo besides the fearful one, a strong surge of soul power erupted from the fearful Soul Douluo's left leg. He had been biding his time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to deal Dugu Yan a fatal blow, and this was the only chance he had seized.
Gu Xuan was slightly surprised to see this. This intense surge of soul power was undoubtedly a soul bone. Since he began participating in the Hell Slaughter Arena, this was the first person they had encountered who possessed a soul bone.
Soul bone skills were not suppressed in Slaughter City.
Under the influence of the soul bone skill, the fear on the Soul Douluo's face vanished. His figure erupted with unparalleled speed as he swung a sharp sword toward Dugu Yan's waist and abdomen from the side.
Unfortunately, no matter how much he tried to hide his intentions, there were bound to be flaws on this stage. The area was only so large; it was impossible to hide. Dugu Yan had intentionally exposed a flaw to draw the opponent out.
Several toxic needles were thrown from both hands, hitting the Soul Douluo's shoulder and right leg. The needles aimed at other areas were blocked by him, so Dugu Yan's needles did not score a fatal blow.
However, the opponent's offense became disorganized. Dugu Yan's third dragon sword quietly detached from the body of the previously killed Soul Douluo.
Dugu Yan used the two dragon swords in her hands to block the opponent's blade, but a trace of blood leaked from the corner of her mouth. With the enhancement of the soul bone skill, the Soul Douluo's attack had reached a terrifying level.
But to everyone's surprise, Dugu Yan's third dragon sword had silently pierced straight through the Soul Douluo's body. The Soul Douluo looked at the dragon sword in his chest in disbelief. He couldn't understand how this dragon sword could kill him without being controlled by its owner.
Meanwhile, Gu Xuan, on the stands, silently stopped his sword control, continuing to watch the match as if nothing had happened.
Thus, Dugu Yan obtained her hundredth victory.
Dugu Yan cut open the Soul Douluo's left leg, and a crystal-clear bone was removed. Without looking at it too closely, she placed it directly into her soul tool.
Only Dugu Yan remained on the stage. She retracted the three dragon swords into her soul tool. At this moment, she couldn't help but raise her hands high, releasing her terrifyingly bloody slaughter aura without reservation.
One hundred matches. She had completed them. Although the final strike had Gu Xuan's help, Dugu Yan would not have lost even if he hadn't interfered; it simply would have taken more effort.
At this moment, nearly tangible killing intent formed a massive whirlpool in the air. Around the vast arena, the large number of spectating fallen ones fell silent under the pressure of the immense slaughter aura she released.
The words 'Rakshasa Queen' were like a symbol of the God of Death. In their hearts, her status was identical to the victor of the previous match, the Shura King.
Killing intent and strength might not be strictly proportional, but the Rakshasa Queen and the Shura King were opponents that no one in Slaughter City wanted to face.
"Congratulations, young Rakshasa Queen," a deep, sharp voice suddenly echoed from all directions.
The killing intent Dugu Yan was releasing suddenly flooded back in the instant this voice rang out, being forced back into her body. This sudden occurrence caused Dugu Yan's face to turn pale instantly.
The moment this voice sounded, the atmosphere in the Hell Slaughter Arena surged to its peak. In mid-air, a blood-red figure was descending from the sky.
"Slaughter King! Slaughter King! Slaughter King!" The shouting caused the fallen ones' voices to go hoarse, yet they showed no intention of stopping.
Dugu Yan's heart chilled as she looked toward the crimson figure in the air. It was a tall man, completely enveloped in a massive crimson cloak. He had a pale face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes that looked like rubies. His body descended slowly from the air, appearing completely unhindered by gravity.
Gu Xuan's expression on the stands turned solemn.
'A Titled Douluo!'
This was the common thought in both their minds at this moment.
Hovering ten meters above the ground, the Slaughter King stopped his descent. He looked down at Dugu Yan from the air, and that deep yet sharp voice rang out again, "I invite the Shura King."
Gu Xuan did not hesitate, leaping directly from the stands to land beside Dugu Yan. Gu Xuan placed his right hand on Dugu Yan's back, channeling a stream of thick and gentle soul power into her, which allowed her complexion to recover significantly.
The Slaughter King's gaze fell toward the spectator stands of the Hell Slaughter Arena.
"I am very happy to witness the birth of two arena champions today. A hundred victories have not appeared here for decades, yet it has been displayed by two young people. They have made you tremble with their great strength and terrifying killing intent, have they not? My subjects!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" An extremely passionate roar erupted from the spectator stands.
The Slaughter King seemed to possess a unique charisma that made all the fallen ones feel a nearly frantic worship upon seeing him. From him, Gu Xuan could smell a faint scent of sweet blood, an intoxicating aroma. Unfortunately, for him and Dugu Yan, this influence was not very large, as both of them now possessed bodies immune to all poisons.
(End of Chapter)
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