Douluo's My Name Naruto

To Tao Long's surprise, he didn't have to wait long. In the afternoon, he ushered in the first hell match.

Among the ten people, counting him, there were only three who walked in dignifiedly.The other two, one a muscular bald man with a machete in his hand.The other one was much thinner and had two daggers in his hands.

As soon as the three met, they unconsciously kept their distance.His eyes looked at Tao Long coldly or fiercely, as if he was thinking about where to start.

The remaining seven people were thrown in by the law enforcement team like a flock of sheep falling into the wolf's mouth.

The gate of the killing field was closed, and the people who were thrown in were still crying and begging to let them out, which made Tao Long frown.

First of all, the time to gather the number of people was much faster than he expected. I don't know if it was a coincidence. If not, then at this speed, how could so many people participate.Even if human life is worthless, there must be grass for you to mow, right?Secondly, these people, although they also carry malice, are not good law-abiding young people.But compared to the two guys who were staring at each other, they were nothing compared to the big witch. Guan Gong was playing a big knife in front of him, and there were birds in the bath, which was not worth mentioning.

No one announced the start of the match, and no one reminded you that the moment the Wuhun gate was closed, the bald man took the lead, swung his machete and chopped off the three who had been crying.

Blood was sprinkled horizontally, and the smell of blood permeated the field instantly.All kinds of organs flew out and landed on the ground, except for blood red, only yellow fat was left.

Tao Long took a few steps back to avoid the splashing blood, feeling a little disgusted.And at the same time he dodged, two daggers stabbed from behind, stabbing Taolong's waist.

Summoning the Water Gate Halberd, he slashed back fiercely, and the two daggers broke under the man's terrified eyes, unable to block it for even a second.The tip of the halberd brushed across his neck, and before the blood spurted out, Tao Long jumped to the other side of the court.

At this moment, the bald man had already easily dealt with all the rookies, covered in blood, made obscene gestures towards Tao Long, and rushed over with a machete.

Heh, Taolong smiled disdainfully, and with a flash of thunder, he retracted the water gate halberd, and the bald man had been split into two, just like the man he hacked to death just now.

The game, oh no, the killing is over.The gate rises slowly, like a cage about to release wild animals.

Under the surprised eyes of the female messenger, Taolong walked out, but just as he was about to cross the gate, a change occurred in the arena.

Taolong turned his head and looked, the ground seemed to come alive, from solid soil to a surging pool, which swallowed all the remains of the corpses, and then gradually returned to its original appearance.

A faint killing intent appeared, like a ferryman of the soul, attracting invisible energy.Taolong didn't know exactly what was in this energy, he could only perceive the malice in it.

Without any hesitation, with a thought, Tao Long began to compete with the killing intent, the negative energy stopped gathering, and instead turned its direction and flowed into Tao Long's body.

Not bad, more results than the previous three hours of cultivation.

From the beginning to the end, there was no response to the killing intent, and after the battlefield was thoroughly cleaned, it disappeared without a trace.

"Get out!" Seeing Taolong standing at the door, the law enforcement team shouted.

Whoosh - the identity card hit his armor and bounced off the table.Tao Long not only did not go out, but retreated back.

"I want to sign up for the next hell match."

The black-armored knight didn't say a word, and recorded his ID card like a wooden man.The female messenger frowned, "You'd better see how many people are waiting for you outside."

"Those timid hyenas, no matter how many they come, they are not my opponents." Tao Long naturally knew that there were dozens of people ambushing in different dark corners outside the hell killing field at this time, waiting for the survivors after the war.

By supplying enough bloody marys, these people can still survive in the killing capital without participating in the hell competition.

And the best target, of course, is the guy who is covered in bruises after the fight.

Still within half a day, the second round of Hell began.This time, the level of the people who came to die obviously improved a lot. Even the guy who was forced to come in did not panic, but immediately activated the martial soul, showing his fangs to the people around him.

Tao Long stood in the center of the field, unmoved, and after finishing off the unlucky guy who chose him as the first target, he quietly waited for the rest to decide the winner, and then harvested.

At the end of the game, Tao Long simply didn't go out of the field at all, and the mutation happened again, but there was no change at his feet. It still devoured the flesh and took away the soul, leaving him with only malice.

At this moment, Taolong and Killing City seem to have formed a silent tacit understanding, mutual benefit, I will take what I can use, and you will deal with the rest of the garbage.

The people outside still did not wait for the winner, the black armored knight looked at the motionless Taolong,

"Next game, continue."

until two months later,

Match after match continued, and within two months, Tao Long did not step out of the killing field.From the relaxed and comfortable at the beginning to the opening of Sharingan later, the enemy is constantly strengthening.I don't know when it started, there are no more forced rookies, only fallen people with blood on their hands.Tao Long, who originally wanted to make the last move, also became the target of siege, and scars began to appear on his body.

And the legend about him is also widely circulated in the killing capital.

Overlord of the Killing Fields

There were a total of [-] games in two months, and no one came out of the killing field alive. The people who were squatting even had no choice but to donate blood for free because they hadn't opened for a long time, and finally died suddenly.

For a while, they even thought that the Killing Fields had opened a back door, and the winners ran through the back door.More and more people began to pay attention. They surrounded the killing field, but they couldn't find the second door at all.

Weird incidents continued to ferment, and finally someone couldn't bear it and questioned the law enforcement team.

At first, the law enforcement team did not answer them, and even executed some rioters on the spot.But as the number of people increased, an explanation was finally given:

The victor was always in the killing field and never left.

An uproar!

Only then did everyone come to their senses. There was one person who participated in fifty fights in a row, and won consecutive victories all the way, and survived to this day!

How did he do that?Not to mention strength, eating, sleeping, and shitting, he does it all in one place?

In this regard, Taolong did not want to respond.

As long as you don't eat, you can stop pulling.

In fact, not all of Tao Long stayed in the killing field. After the black-armored knights acquiesced to his behavior of dominating the field, they stopped chasing him away and allowed him to move around when there was no competition.