The token rolled a few times before stopping at the feet of a burly man who had just entered the arena.
The gazes of several people in the arena turned to the burly man and Han Li, seemingly wanting to see what would happen next.
Han Li looked at the Soul Master opposite him, who was covered in muscle and had a hideous scar on his forehead, and politely said, "Excuse me, could you please kick the token over here?"
The atmosphere in the entire dueling arena stagnated. Not only the brawny man opposite him, but even the few people who were preparing to watch the show were stunned.
Wasn't this pretty boy very imposing when he entered the arena just now?
Also, Wang Meng was trampled under your feet, so why are you being so polite at this time?
From the stands, a voice entered the arena: "Kid, are you still breastfeeding? Do you think the Hell Slaughter Arena is a game?"
As soon as these words came out, the entire stand burst into laughter. The Hell Slaughter Arena, which had been relatively quiet just now, was filled with laughter, returning to its noisy, market-like atmosphere.
Han Li's smile remained unchanged, but he looked up at the stands. A short figure was constantly moving and weaving between the seats, and it was he who had spoken those words.
Found you.
Han Li's smile became even brighter, making everyone who looked at him feel inexplicably strange.
The next second, the short man's head exploded like a watermelon smashing on a hard surface, causing the people around him to stop their noise and watch as he took a few more steps forward out of inertia before collapsing.
The people in the stands also noticed the abnormality and looked over there, then quickly turned their gazes back to Han Li.
As Han Li's gaze swept across the stands, the Hell Slaughter Arena returned to silence once again, and no one dared to laugh anymore.
Han Li refocused his gaze on the arena. The brawny man opposite him was frozen in place.
"You broke the rules."
The first person to enter the arena gave Han Li a gloomy look, then turned his gaze to the black-veiled woman on the stands.
He was speaking to Han Li, but he was actually talking to the black-veiled woman.
However, to his surprise, the black-veiled woman lowered her head and did not react in any way, even after hearing his words.
"Oh? Where did I break the rules? Can you tell me?"
Han Li turned his gaze to the first person who had entered the arena, his smile still present.
"Slaughter is not allowed in the stands..."
The first person to enter blurted out, but as he spoke, he suddenly realized.
That's right, Han Li was in the arena, not in the stands, when he made his move, and besides, that person died somewhat inexplicably.
Although he suspected that Han Li had used Spiritual Power to attack the other person, he had no evidence, and secondly, according to the rules, it seemed that he had not violated any regulations, it's just that he couldn't do it, nor did he dare to do it.
He gritted his teeth and stopped arguing with Han Li, turning his head to look at the others in the arena.
"If you don't want to die without knowing why, attack him with me later. Damn it, we're already in the arena, if we don't take care of him, we'll all die."
A hint of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and ferocity rose from the bottom of his heart. Anyway, it wasn't the first time he had encountered someone stronger than him, but the one who survived to the end was the winner.
Hearing his words, the others did not answer him, but they all shifted their gazes to Han Li.
There was no other way, they didn't want to die either, and now it seemed that they had to concentrate their strength to kill Han Li first before they could talk about surviving.
They began to move in unison, changing from their original scattered positions to surrounding Han Li. Of course, they didn't forget to be wary of each other.
Only the brawny man opposite him didn't move, seemingly frightened, standing in place with his head lowered, not moving at all.
Clang clang clang
A loud bell rang throughout the Hell Slaughter Arena, signaling the start of the official slaughter.
Almost as soon as the first bell rang, the people in the arena completed their Martial Soul Avatar, maintaining a certain distance as they quickly charged towards Han Li.
Of the seven people attacking Han Li, five had Beast Martial Souls, and two had Weapon Martial Souls.
Among them, the first person to enter the arena even had a rare elephant-type Martial Soul, but unlike normal Martial Souls, his nose had turned into a long, straw-like thing, covered in blood-colored spikes, exuding a strong bloody smell, and constantly opening and closing like a Venus flytrap, more like mouthparts than a nose.
The Martial Souls of the other people were similar, more or less filled with a bloody aura. Only two of them did not show any signs of mutation on the outside, but the strong bloody smell on their bodies also indicated that they were not kind people.
Among the seven, the first to approach Han Li was a Soul Master with a rat-type Martial Soul. He launched an attack directly from the rear side at the first opportunity.
The blood-red gnawing teeth, driven by his Soul Power, suddenly swelled up, heading straight for Han Li's head, wanting to pierce it directly.
Unfortunately, his speed was still too slow.
Han Li's body swayed slightly, and his figure disappeared from the spot.
The blood-colored gnawing teeth's attack missed completely, and Han Li had already appeared to the left of the rat-type Soul Master. A flash of red light, and the rat-type Soul Master directly clutched his neck and fell down, without even a drop of blood flowing from the wound.
"Well, this won't do, it's a bit wasteful, I have to change my habits."
It wasn't until the rat-type Soul Master fell that Han Li realized that his habitual attacks were not applicable to the rules here. It seemed that he had to restrain his elemental powers a bit.
Otherwise, killing without bloodshed wouldn't be a good thing in this place. He wouldn't be responsible for the subsequent corpse disposal. Only the soul energy mattered, and the rest would be a waste for the Slaughter King, which would be a huge loss.
At this time, the other Fallen Soul Masters had barely reached the position where Han Li had been before, and saw the rat-type Soul Master's fallen body.
"He's an agility-type Soul Master, compress his position, so he has nowhere to escape."
Someone shouted loudly. Because Han Li restrained the fluctuations and light of the Ice Fire Divine Dragon Blades, coupled with his extremely fast speed, the others misjudged and assumed that the Dual Blades in his hand were taken out of a Storage Soul Tool.
In Slaughter City, Storage Soul Tools were not uncommon, and many Soul Masters used weapons to fight because their own Martial Souls were not suitable for direct confrontation.
Obviously, in their eyes, Han Li was one of these people.
After all, his Dual Blades were very gorgeous, and there was no light flashing, so they guessed he had snatched them from somewhere before entering.
Han Li still had a faint smile on his face. Hearing his words, he didn't refute, but instead actively crashed into the others.
"Burst Step."
Han Li's lips moved slightly, but he didn't make any sound. A cloud of dust exploded in place, and at the same time, the rat-type Soul Master under his feet exploded directly.
And Han Li had already appeared in front of the person who spoke.
That person subconsciously slapped over with a claw, but directly hit the ice blade held in Han Li's backhand. His right forearm was directly cut off. His eyes widened slightly, and his mouth just opened, before he could make a sound.
A flash of blade light, and his head had already flown out.
On the other side, just as Han Li crashed over, a Soul Master holding a spear flashed a fierce look in his eyes and thrust the spear out with all his strength towards the direction of the person who had just spoken.
He couldn't keep up with Han Li's movement speed, but he was betting that Han Li would prioritize solving the person who instigated the attack.
When Han Li's figure really appeared in the direction his spear was pointing, a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.
Sure enough, he had bet correctly.
Then let's both die together, anyway, they were all competitors.
He showed a hideous smile, and the strength in his hand increased a bit, even sounding a rapid tearing sound.
However, the next second, his smile froze on his face.
His spear was blocked by the fire blade in Han Li's right hand, and he didn't expect that person to be so useless, he was directly killed by Han Li in one exchange.
What made him a little uneasy was that Han Li, taking advantage of the action of killing that person, turned around smoothly, his right hand holding his spear with the blade, and quickly rushed towards him.
The place where the fire blade and the spear came into contact, because of Han Li's acceleration, even friction splashed out sparks, and he also confirmed that they were all wrong, the Dual Blades in Han Li's hand were his Martial Soul.
Seeing that Han Li was about to come to him, he decisively let go of the spear, and quickly retreated, wanting to shout loudly.
Then, he saw Han Li smile at him, and one of the Dual Blades in his left hand was directly thrown out, quickly magnifying in his eyes, and penetrating his throat.
Another corpse fell to the ground, and Han Li was now completely surrounded by the others.
His left hand moved slightly, and the ice blade that had been thrown out returned to his hand, without a drop of blood on it.
"Looks like, it seems you are the ones surrounded by me?"
Han Li looked at the two people in front of him with a smile that was not a smile, not paying any attention to the two people behind him.
"Damn, you pretend to be..."
A violent voice had just sounded, and Han Li's voice disappeared again. A blade burning with flames had been inserted into his mouth.
Han Li didn't mean to stop, quietly watching the flames burn brighter and brighter, until his whole body was charred black and convulsing, he fell down.
His face was a little cold.
"I don't like to swear, so in the future, even if you are going to die, keep your words to yourself."
"He is the first, but definitely won't be the last, believe me, you wouldn't want to know what I'm going to do."
Han Li's gaze was directed towards the stands, and those who met his eyes felt the chill in them. Some lowered their heads, some turned away, and some even smiled at him. In short, there was a brief moment of no rebuttal.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three survivors gathered together, their faces looking very grim.
"Alright, it's your turn."
Han Li looked at the three of them, revealing a smile. With a flash, he disappeared from the spot again.
On the other side, behind the burly man who had been standing still, Han Li's figure appeared, and the ice blade pierced into the back of his heart.
"Next time, when gathering Soul Power, make less noise. This is Slaughter City, how could I forget you?"
A look of unwillingness and resentment appeared in the big man's eyes as he fell heavily to the ground.
At his right hand, which he had been holding behind his back, a tiny, needle-like Martial Soul slowly dissipated with his death.
Thirty seconds later, the battle was over.
Han Li didn't expend too much effort dealing with the remaining three. He was much faster than them, and the other two Fallen Soul Masters with Beast Martial Souls were easily caught making mistakes and directly killed by him.
As for the Soul Master who entered the arena at the beginning, he relied on his Martial Soul characteristics to withstand a few blows, but that was all.
However, this action, in the eyes of those watching from the stands, added to their fear of Han Li.
This newcomer is extremely vengeful, which was the feeling of most of them.
He was targeted just for saying a few words at the beginning. He could have easily killed his opponent, but he insisted on stabbing him several more times before killing him.
As for the unlucky guy named Wang Meng who was thrown in by Han Li, he had lost his breath long ago. His body had been thawed, leaving everything to the blood-colored patterns on the ground.
Han Li stood quietly in the arena, feeling the strange energy that surged towards him after the battle.
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