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Chapter 129 Is it okay to give some atmosphere?

According to the rules of the game in the City of Killing, there are 10 contestants in each contestant in the Hell Killing Field. After a fierce battle, only one person survived... The remaining nine people will have only one ending, that is death.

Every day, the Hell Killing Field will hold several competitions, and the specific number depends on the situation on that day.

A long time later, Duan Yun appeared outside the gate of the Hell Killing Field.

On the way, he carefully searched for the skeleton token in the space ring, and finally he found his own piece.

Number: 6969

A very auspicious number is also a combination of numbers that Duan Yun often imagined.

"Give me some tips, what does the achievement of white strips in the wave mean?"

Duan Yun said to himself: "Is it that I will take off all my clothes and run around the city of killing?"

The system did not respond.

"What about ten in and ten out? Is my previous guess right? Did you let me kill through the City of Killing ten times?"

The system still did not respond, which made Duan Yun unable to help but want to curse, but when he thought that he was a well-educated and civilized child, he endured it.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask you!"

After saying that, Duan Yun no longer delayed and walked into the gate of the Hell Killing Field.

His appearance soon attracted the attention of many people.

"Haha, what did I see? It turned out to be a little brat?"

"That's right, this is the first time I've seen such a young child in the City of Killing!"

"Isn't it here to participate in the Hell Killing Competition?"

Soon, bursts of laughter rang out in the hall.

A strong middle-aged man blocked Duan Yun's way. He held a cup of bloody Mary in his right hand and reached out to gesture Duan Yun's height with his left hand: "Baby, your height is just right... Uncle gave you good food, how about it?"

Hearing this, the laughter was even louder.

Just the right height?

Give me something to eat?

Duan Yun's face suddenly became cold. How could he not understand the other party's meaning?

"It's simply... looking for death!"

trample!

boom!

After taking a step forward, the middle-aged man's eyes were dull and dizzy before he could react.

A cold light flashed by, and a rusty sickle directly cut open his throat.

Then, Duan Yun stretched out his hand and picked up the bloody Mary in the middle-aged man's hand.

"If I remember correctly, I need to participate in the Hell Killing Tournament... The ticket is a bloody Mary, right?"

Duan Yun raised his wine glass and smelled the bloody smell coming to his face: "Thank you for your bloody Mary!"

Warm blood spilled out like a fountain. The middle-aged man widened his eyes and woke up from his dizziness. He covered his neck with his hands and made a giggle sound from his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the hall was in an uproar.

At this moment, some people walked into the hall of the Hell Killing Field. When they saw Duan Yun, their faces were full of fear.

"He's coming to the Hell Killing Field? A newcomer, on the first day of his arrival, wouldn't he want to participate in the Hell Killing Competition?"

"In a previous battle, he killed more than 300 people alone. With such a skill, what's strange about participating in the Hell Killing Competition?"

"Have you heard that someone gave him a nickname!"

"What nickname?"

"Child Emperor!"

A burst of discussion sounded, and the eyes of the others in the hall looking at Duan Yun again became even more shocking.

"Tong Emperor? Very low nickname...I prefer others to call me Lao Dou!"

Duan Yun glanced around and said lightly: "People who win consecutively in the Hell Killing Field will have their own exclusive title. Lao Dou, this is my exclusive title... Although I haven't participated in the competition yet, and I have no consecutive wins, these will soon be... Remember, please call me Lao Dou!"

After leaving this sentence, Duan Yun ignored these people and walked towards the registration office with his feet.

It was shocking to come to the Hell Killing Field. He actually killed a Soul Sect with one knife as soon as he came in? And it was the Soul Sect that completed 17 Hell Killing Games?

If these are not enough to shock people, the rumors about Duan Yun killing more than 300 people were enough to shock everyone.

"Register, thank you...If I can get me to the next game, that would be even better!"

"No. 6969 participates in the Hell Killing Competition...!"

"Please call me Laodou!"

"You are not qualified to have a title yet. You have only one name now...6969!"

"Is it hard to remember Lao Dou? Then I can call my dad... I can teach you how to sing the little star!"

......

The registration is very smooth, and the person in charge of the registration will not care whether you are a child or not. As long as there is a Bloody Mary, even a tadpole can register.

Unfortunately, Duan Yun finally came to his turn after waiting for two games.

Because it was the first time participating in the competition, the opponents that matched this round were basically those who only participated in one or two competitions.

Such an opponent is a complete delivery of food for Duan Yun, and he doesn't even have to use a martial soul sickle. Just relying on an ordinary rusty sickle is enough to kill the whole audience.

On the field, Duan Yun and nine other opponents stood still.

At the moment the battle began, the nine people all made the same choice... All kinds of martial souls condensed and rushed straight to Duan Yun.

Obviously, I want to eliminate the weakest opponent in the shortest time.

But a pity...

"trample!"

boom!

The field was slightly shocked, and a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out, and the few people who were closest to the nearest fell into dizziness instantly.

"Awei's Eighteen Styles... The old man shook the big sword!"

In just a few breaths, the battle ended.

Nine corpses were scattered on the field, none of which were intact, almost all of which were cut in half, and internal organs and blood were spilled everywhere.

Duan Yun stood quietly in the center of the court with a sickle: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Don't be a silly... shout, shout to me... Lao Dou is mighty!"

In the stands, all the audience were stunned, and they opened their mouths one by one, looking at Duan Yun like a dream.

What happened just now?

Are we watching the fake Hell Killing Game? This is too fast, right?

After a brief shock, the stands were in an uproar.

"I thought he would be the first one to die!"

"Is this too exaggerated? I just lowered my head and drank a few sips of water, and it was over?"

"Are you all stupid? This newcomer is not an ordinary person... Before coming to the Hell Killing Field, he had already killed more than 300 people outside, and even the deputy captain of the law enforcement team did not take it in his eyes."

"Newcomer? Do you mean he hasn't passed the novice protection period yet?"

"Is there still a period of protection for novices? People don't like this at all. They took the initiative to lift the period of protection for novices as soon as they entered the inner city... At that time, I was not far away in that battle. Fortunately, I didn't get close to the battlefield, otherwise I would have died!"
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