The Road To Play From Douluo

Rota was not too disappointed by the reply given by the Killing Messenger. He just said it casually, and never really thought about meeting the King of Slaughter in this way.

This kind of common sense should have been discovered a long time ago. Many people must have asked this before me. This can be seen from the helpless expression on the Killing Messenger's face.

"It's just a joke. If that doesn't work, then Ma Fan can help me arrange to challenge a hundred opponents at once!"

The Killing Messenger looked at Lotta calmly and warned: "First of all, your proposal is unprecedented. Only survival is the foundation of everything in the Killing City. No one will treat his life as nothing like you. .”

In the eyes of the Killing Messenger, even though Lotta, a pure newcomer, looks more experienced, he is still too immature and arrogant.

"Is it unprecedented? Then you will see it today. Go and help me arrange it. If it doesn't work, then arrange a hundred games in a row for me."

The Killing Envoy didn't say anything when he saw this. He just silently warned: "I will ask the King of Killing for instructions. Don't run around during this period. I am not responsible for anything that happens."

Rota did not take the warning of the Killing Messenger seriously. With his strength, there would be no big problem in the Killing City.

Under Lotta's curious eyes, the figure of the Killing Messenger turned into a blood mist and disappeared. He must have gone to meet the King of Killing!

Lotta also made a special experiment, and deployed his cognizance and domineering force to detect her location the moment the Killing Messenger left. Unfortunately, this city of killing was somewhat mysterious, and even Lotta couldn't accurately locate her traces.

"Such a simple question, it's impossible for the King of Slaughter to think of it. It's better to wait patiently."

Of course, it was not Rota's habit to wait on the spot. Since there was a Soul Killing Arena next to him, he naturally had to join in the fun.

Rota came to the auditorium and found a seat to sit down slowly. The fight was going on fiercely, and the audience's attention was focused on the two men fighting fiercely on the field.

On the whole, it looks no different from an ordinary soul fighting competition, but in fact there is a huge gap between the two.

In ordinary soul fighting, if you lose, you lose, and you can start over. In the Killing Soul Fighting, there is killing everywhere, even if you admit defeat, it will be useless. Here, you can either participate in the soul battle and not lose, or you can't participate in the soul battle and live in an ignoble existence in the killing city.

The battle on the field was extremely brutal,

Both contestants were furious, and the blood and flesh flying across the field was the best proof.

The two of them seemed to feel no pain, and they were just fighting fiercely back and forth. No one had any intention of admitting defeat. Only the winner was the final winner.

The audience in the auditorium saw such a bloody scene in front of them. Instead of being timid, they became even more excited.

This is indeed nothing to sigh about. How many people who are willing to enter the killing city are clean? These guys should have been used to this kind of scene for a long time.

Luota was watching the battle silently. According to the way the two of them were playing now, even if there was a winner, the result would probably not be ideal.

On the other side, in a spacious and dark hall, a white-haired man with wings on his back and armor made of black and red blood sat elegantly on the scarlet throne.

Below him was the messenger of killing who was leading the way for Lota. At this moment, she also informed the white-haired man of Lota's thoughts, that is, the king of the killing city, the king of killing.

The King of Slaughter smiled lightly, held up his chin and sighed: "It's really interesting. After so many years, an interesting guy unexpectedly came in. I want to see if he is actively seeking death or if he is really capable. I agree to this proposal, you go Make arrangements!”

The Killing Messenger respectfully bid farewell to the Killing King. Since the Killing King agreed, she naturally had no objection.

Because of her understanding of the King of Slaughter, she knew that the King of Slaughter had a slight interest in the person named Lotta.

In the Killing Soul Fighting Field, Lota enjoyed the competition with great interest. Compared with the normal fighting spirit, the visual effect of the Killing Fighting Soul was more shocking.

Although soul skills cannot be used, this does not affect the surprise of the game. It can also be said that without the blessing of soul skills, the game may be more interesting.

"So you are here, I thought you were missing!" A familiar female voice sounded beside Luota, and it didn't take much thinking to know that it was the Messenger of Killing.

"What should I say? What does the King of Slaughter think of my proposal?"

The Killing Messenger took a deep breath and said slowly: "You are lucky. The King of Killing has agreed to your proposal. I will arrange it next, so just wait patiently!"

This was also a nice surprise for Lotta, which would save him a lot of time.

He didn't wait long at all before he heard the voice of the Killing Messenger ringing out from within the Killing Soul Arena. The corner of Luo Ta's mouth curled up, thinking that the killing envoy was very efficient in his work.

"Dear contestants, you must have felt that the boring competition in the past was very monotonous. Hereby, the King of Slaughter has specially approved a new way of fighting souls."

"As we all know, if you win a hundred consecutive soul fighting games, you will be eligible to embark on the road to hell. And this new type of fighting spirit will start a big melee at once. In other words, it will challenge the opponent in a hundred fighting spirits at once. .”

The words of the Killing Messenger made everyone present feel a little surprised, and a thought emerged in their minds unconsciously, is this woman's mind not normal today?

"It's impossible for anyone to challenge an opponent who has fought hundreds of games at once. It's impossible for anyone to participate in this kind of soul fighting. It seems to be making me laugh."

"Yes, yes, if someone chooses this competition mode, I will swallow ten pounds of feces on the spot."

The contestants all expressed doubts about this newly opened method of fighting souls. Regardless of whether they can use soul skills or not, it is unrealistic for one person to challenge so many opponents at the same time.

The discussion became louder and louder, and the Killing Messenger had to stop him: "Be quiet, this is the rule set by the King of Killing. Anyone who disobeys it is disrespectful to the King of Killing."

Seeing the Killing Messenger using the King of Killing as a shield, everyone could only curl their lips and shut their mouths.

After calming down, the Killing Envoy looked around and asked: "If anyone wants to participate in this trial, they can come on stage now and start the soul fighting trial immediately."

The Killing Messenger's eyes were on Lotta in the audience. This unique crazy method was proposed by Lotta. She hoped that Lotta would not lose his temper temporarily.

Seeing that Lotta didn't move at all, the Killing Messenger felt as if he had been tricked. Could it be that what Lotta said before was a joke? This is not funny at all.

Just when the Killing Messenger had doubts, Lotta stood up, moved his shoulders a little, and said casually: "It's faster than I thought!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Ta for a moment. Is this man crazy if he wants to challenge such a fighting spirit?

But Lotta told them with his actions that he was serious and not joking.

Rota jumped into the arena from the audience very leisurely, with a calm expression and no pressure at all.

Lota's behavior simply slapped the faces of some people before, especially the brother who said he would swallow ten pounds of feces, but now he has run as far as he can.