Chapter 341 Hundred-person Challenge
"Hui Shoutao, dead!"
In the dark room, there were several Soul Douluo-level beings, all of whom were watching the White Queen kill Hui Shoutao remotely.
"White Queen!" The man with a scar on his face sneered,
"There is no false reputation under a great reputation. After the Hundred Man Tournament started, the only one who could win consecutively was the Shura King."
"The White Queen's strength is probably far better than the Shura King Tang Yin with strange abilities."
Even the Shura King had only killed a Soul Douluo at level 81.
A Soul Douluo who still cannot use soul skills, with a comprehensive strength of only the Soul Emperor level, cannot be compared with Hui Shoutao who is fighting with the White Queen now.
Hui Shoutao was also careless, and did not use soul skills with his martial soul at the beginning, but the White Queen easily killed him. Even if he used soul skills, he would probably lose miserably.
"Hmph, no matter how strong the White Queen is, she may not be able to kill us all if we rush forward."
The man with a violent look and messy hair slammed his hand on the table, "With a hundred of us, can't we beat her?"
"Don't forget that we are the stronger side in this hundred-man battle."
Even without Huishoutao, they still have three Soul Douluos.
"Then wait and see!" The cockscomb-haired young man grinned,
"My strength has almost adapted. I haven't used soul skills for too long and they are a little rusty. Fortunately, the messenger delayed our participation in the battle."
The scarred man glanced at the cockscomb-haired man and said coldly: "Although they promised to let me join the law enforcement team, if I fail, I will have nothing."
"Compared to us, Lord King of Slaughter may value the White Queen more." The scarred man reminded coldly, "We may just be consumables."
The scarred man's words made the two people present fall into silence.
It's obvious.
Even if he wanted to refute, he couldn't.
So many Soul Emperors and Soul Saints were prepared...
In addition to wanting to kill the White Queen, there was another point, that Xu himself and others were just stepping stones for training.
"Isn't that interesting?" The cockscomb-haired young man smiled, "Being a stepping stone for geniuses is also a great achievement for people like us."
"Besides, don't you want to taste the taste of the spotless White Queen?"
The cockscomb-haired man played with the dagger in his hand, put it to his mouth, and licked it gently with his tongue.
"It would be very interesting to let such a guy fall!"
"More charming than the women in the Killing City."
"The messenger promised us that after winning, the White Queen would be handed over to us for disposal."
"Hmph! Don't lose your life first." The scarred man glanced at the cockscomb-haired young man.
The three Soul Douluos discussed things in a room that was neither too big nor too small.
A few days passed like this.
Ning Rongrong also signed up for the Hundred-Man Hell Killing Competition again.
After only one afternoon of waiting, they were notified to go to the competition venue the next morning.
"It took quite a short time to raise enough 100 people this time!" Ning Rongrong was heading to the competition venue at this time.
In the past, there had to be a few days of buffer for the 100-person competition, at least enough people.
This time, the registration and the start were just a process.
I registered in the afternoon, and the competition started the next morning.
"Sure enough, I was targeted!"
Ning Rongrong's heart confirmed one thing again.
"Soul Douluo!"
If it were outside, with the restrictions of rules, as a weak, pitiful and helpless auxiliary soul master, I might not be your opponent at all, but now...
"Well, thank you for the gift from the City of Slaughter."
After this competition, it will probably allow Kuang San to recover most of it.
Ning Rongrong made many detours and soon came to the competition venue to meet the staff.
"Here, this is the token." Even if she didn't take out the token, with Ning Rongrong's current fame and this special shape, the official staff of the City of Slaughter who often maintain order would also be fully aware of it.
"Okay, Your Excellency Queen White, I'll take you to the competition venue right now."
After continuing to make many turns, Ning Rongrong arrived at the small waiting room as usual.
Send out the perception.
After a moment, Ning Rongrong frowned slightly:
"Are you selecting the right people to join the Haotian Sect, or are you planning to destroy them humanely?"
Except for the three Soul Douluos, none of the remaining ones are below the Soul King level.
As the doors on both sides opened, a ray of light shone in, giving people a warm feeling in this cold place.
Ning Rongrong stepped out of the door and entered the competition area of the killing field. After Ning Rongrong completely entered the competition area.
The surrounding area was already full of other players, or should it be said that they were all teammates on the opposite side.
There were both men and women among the one hundred soul masters, and women only accounted for a small part, and most of them were male soul masters.
"Queen White, today we will end your winning streak."
The cockscomb-haired young man walked in a 258 pace, with a baseball bat on his shoulder, a street scoundrel, and walked forward slowly.
"Hehe, you look pretty, but I don't know how good your kung fu is!"
"No matter how good I am, you can't enjoy it, and you will all die here." Ning Rongrong's cold eyes swept over the 100 soul masters who were gradually forming a formation.
"Hahaha, die?" The cockscomb-haired young man laughed, and with the other hand that was not holding the big baseball bat, he stretched out his thumb and slowly pointed at himself.
"Do you think I'm the waste you killed before?"
"Don't worry, this killing contest has been approved by Lord Slaughter King, so you don't have to die. However, you understand the consequences of losing the hell contest!"
Consequences, what consequences?
Defeat CG?
Just kidding, you have to win!
Ning Rongrong complained in her heart for a while, narrowed her eyes: "King of Slaughter..."
It is rumored that the King of Slaughter has been practicing in the highest palace in the past few months. I don't know what happened. He didn't come to watch the game even after he personally ordered.
"Toot--"
A whistle sounded, and the hell killing challenge officially began.
"Come on, let's dance together!" The cockscomb-haired young man jumped up: "Martial Soul Possession"
Then, he fell to a position dozens of meters behind.
Ning Rongrong: "..."
Awesome!
The guy who was thought to be very reckless, retreated after being possessed by the martial soul.
Old 6, very cowardly.
At this time, the man with a knife on his face, not far from the cockscomb-haired young man, shouted loudly:
"Strong attacking spirit masters, come forward, and quick attacking spirit masters, seize the opportunity to attack.
"Assisting spirit masters, pay attention to support. If we can defeat the White Queen today, I will take you to eat and drink spicy food tomorrow. Come on, boys!"
100 spirit masters activated their martial spirits and used spirit skills at the same time.
This is unprecedented in the Hell Killing Field. Although the Killing Field is very dangerous, there are still many spirit masters watching the game. Seeing this scene, the spirit masters present were shocked.
What's going on?
In the Killing City, isn't it true that only those who are recognized by the King of Killing can use spirit ring skills?
Did these people join the law enforcement team?
The audience whispered.
No matter how noisy it was outside the field.
The battle between Ning Rongrong and the army of 100 spirit masters was in full swing.
