Nine trials of Douluo's preemptive sea god

This woman is one of the mainstays of the Wuhundian academy team, the only female in the golden generation of Wuhundian, the demon fox Hu Liena.

Why is she here?

This was the first thought in Hemingway's mind.He didn't read much about the original work, so he only had a general understanding of a framework.Some of the plot details are unclear.

His eyes subconsciously fell on Hu Liena.Maybe it was because Hemingway's eyes were too piercing, or maybe he was out of tune with this world. Hu Liena, who was holding a dagger, saw him right away.

Looking at each other, Hu Liena was stunned for a moment, and Hemingway was also a little surprised.Naturally, Hu Liena couldn't recognize Hemingway, who was playing in the real body. The thought that arose in her heart was that there is still a normal person in this dirty place?

But Hemingway's surprise came from the awe-inspiring murderous aura on Hu Liena's body at this time. Like him, the aura on Hu Liena's body was obviously different from those of the fallen people in the capital of killing. .Even the charm in his eyes has disappeared.

At this moment, Hemingway suddenly felt a chill rush towards him from the slanting stabs, and Hu Liena, who was in front of him, also suddenly moved, holding a short sword, and rushed towards him quickly.

Hemingway moved his fingers unhurriedly when he saw this scene, because his knowledge and knowledge had already presented everything clearly in his eyes.

There was a crisp ding. Surprisingly, Hu Liena's sword did not stab at Hemingway, but blocked the side of his previous position, just in time to block a scimitar with a cold light.

The one who sneaked up on Hemingway from the side was a short man in black. At this moment, he was completely frozen there.In the middle of the brow, a drop of blood slowly slid down.It was pierced between the eyebrows by an invisible energy!

It feels like this man was killed by the joint efforts of Hemingway and Hu Liena.

As a bystander, the black-veiled girl saw the whole process.The murderous aura on Hu Liena's body locked onto the man holding the scimitar, and the opponent's body shook with the shock of the sword, while the invisible energy from Hemingway's hand ended his life.

It turned out that Tang San was already more than ten meters away from the black-veiled girl because he saw Hu Liena stop.

The attacker crashed to the ground, and Hu Liena turned her head to look at Hemingway with a gleam in her eyes.At this time, he is not a clone of Shuirou, but the main body himself.So naturally it is majestic, with cold eyes!In the eyes of the real strong, there is a kind of vigor invisible!

"Thank you."

Although it was not necessary, Hemingway still nodded to Hu Liena.He still has a certain understanding of this original character.It seems to be a character who fell in love with Tang San for some reason in the later stage?

Hu Liena looked at the girl in black veil who came to Hemingway's side, with a smile on her face. She had to say that she was very beautiful, not inferior to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong at all.There is more maturity and charm that they don't have.

"Are you new here?"

Hemingway nodded.

Hu Liena's eyes moved slightly, "It's always dangerous here, it's better to be careful. You don't seem like a fallen person." After saying this, she took another deep look at Hemingway, and then turned to Walk in the darkness at the other end of the street.

"If you want to survive, you'd better stay away from this woman." The voice of the girl in black veil rang in Hemingway's ear, and her words clearly contained some hostility towards Hu Liena.

"Why?" Hemingway also wanted to know why Hu Liena appeared here, as well as the more detailed situation here.After all, only a few words from the original book and other collected information are not detailed enough.

The black-veiled girl said: "This woman has been in the Killing City for almost two months. Within two months, she won [-] out of [-] battles in the Hell Slaughtering Field. All opponents were killed by her. In the Killing City, she is now The results have been able to rank in the top [-]."

"With [-] wins, you can be ranked in the top [-]?" Hemingway asked curiously.

The black-veiled girl glanced at Hemingway, as if she was looking at an idiot, "Mr. 9527, you don't look like an idiot. Do you think that the battle in the hell killing field is the same as the big spirit fighting field in the outside world?

Here, every battle is a matter of life and death, and even the winner is likely to be attacked after the game is over.Being able to maintain a record of [-] victories is already quite terrifying.To be precise, no one here will be your friend.Everyone can have murderous intentions for you.Even if it is a woman who is coquettish and moaning under you. "

"Taught." Hemingway smiled lightly.He had vaguely guessed that Hu Liena's purpose here was probably the same as his own.It seems that this woman is really brave.

"Let's go, the hell killing field is ahead. The core of the killing capital."

Under the leadership of the girl in black veil, Hemingway saw a special building.The building appears as a circle, more precisely a non-standard cone.The area is the largest at the bottom and narrows as it goes up.At a height of about 30 meters from the ground, it maintains the same diameter and extends upwards until it reaches 50 meters.

The area of ​​this Hell Slaughtering Field is indeed not small, it is similar to the ordinary big spirit fighting field that Hemingway has been to, and it is smaller than the big soul fighting field in Tiandou City.

The black building gives people a very depressing feeling. The girl in black yarn introduced to Hemingway that the location of this hell killing place is the center of the entire killing city.It can be seen how important its position in the killing capital is.

"Are there no rules for fighting here?" Hemingway asked.

The black veil girl said: "It's very simple. After entering, sign up with your own ID card. Then wait for the game to start. During the waiting period, hands are not allowed. Each group enters the killing field with ten people. No matter what you use method, as long as you can come out alive in the end. There is only one person in each group who can come out alive."

One out of ten, it really deserves to be called the Capital of Slaughter.

Hemingway continued to ask: "Then how can we win the so-called champion?"

The black veil girl looked at Hemingway in surprise, "As long as you can participate in a hundred games, you will be the champion. However, the one who ranks first in Hell Slaughtering Fields has only participated in 67 games. Every time you participate in a game, you The ID card will have one more victory. You can live here for one more year, and you can enjoy yourself freely in the inner city. Of course, you have to ensure that you can still live after enjoying yourself.”

"I want to go in and see."

The black veil girl said: "The qualification to watch the game is to contribute a glass of Bloody Mary. It can be your own or someone else's. As long as you don't feel tired, you can keep watching after entering. The game is constantly going on. As long as someone signs up, Get together ten people, and you can start a match."

Hemingway frowned slightly, he couldn't figure out why this city of killings paid so much attention to blood.At this time, several people walked into the killing field from the outside, and sure enough, as the black-veiled girl said, everyone held a cup of scarlet blood in their hands.

With a move in his heart, Hemingway already had an idea.He strode towards the last of those who were preparing to enter.It was a brawny bald man with a naked upper body and a tattoo on his chest.It's just that because of several terrifying scars that crisscrossed and criss-crossed, the murder case not only looked unattractive, but full of ferocity.

"Give me your Bloody Mary." Blocking the way of the bald man, Hemingway stretched out his right hand to him.The bald man froze for a moment, then looked at the girl in black gauze next to Hemingway, his eyes were fierce.

The black-veiled girl sounded anxious, "Mr. 9527, if you take the initiative to provoke, the protection of newcomers will not work."

This sentence not only reminded Hemingway, but also reminded the bald head.Amidst the grinning laughter, the bald head conjured up a serrated machete from somewhere, and slashed at Hemingway head-on.His movements don't look fast, but there is a feeling that Mount Taishan is overwhelming.That was a strong fluctuation of soul power.

At least level fifty.

This is Hemingway's judgment to his opponent.But he didn't take back his outstretched hand.The right palm turned upwards, making a gesture of supporting the sky, in the palm, an invisible force pulled the power of the opponent's machete to the side.

At the same time, he quickly took a step forward with his left foot, shortening the distance between himself and the bald head.Unable to use soul skills, the best place to display melee combat skills, and coincidentally, Hemingway's strongest ability is melee combat ability!

The bald man only felt that the sawtooth machete in his hand was slipping aside uncontrollably, and it happened to be grabbed by Hemingway's raised right hand.

Hemingway pulled forward hard.The shoulders sank and hit the opponent's chest directly.His powerful physical strength made his speed as fast as lightning. In addition, he grabbed the opponent's weapon with bare hands and made a momentary opening for the opponent, and his swift and flowing movements immediately gained the upper hand.

But the bald man's reaction was very fast. He immediately let go of the machete in his hand, and smashed the cup held in the other hand directly towards Hemingway's face. At the same time, his body flew back, his hands resting on his chest.

Turning his body halfway, Hemingway abruptly let go of his forward momentum. With a shake of his left hand, he had put the cup into his hand. His wrist trembled strangely a few times, but not a single drop of blood spilled from it.

"Thank you."

After getting the Bloody Mary, Hemingway didn't say much, turned around and walked inside.

Although the bald man was not hit, he was still startled by the power that Hemingway erupted at that moment.His face was full of ferocity, but strangely, he didn't intend to take back his Bloody Mary.Turn around and leave without stopping.

"Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself." As Hemingway walked forward, he flipped the wrist of the hand holding the sawtooth machete seemingly casually, shaking his fingertips a few times skillfully, and the machete flew out quietly. .

Such a huge weapon turned into an afterimage without making a sound.

At this time, the bald man had turned to the other side of the street, and Hemingway couldn't see him from his position.However, the serrated machete seemed to have eyes, drawing a beautiful arc.Only a scream sounded in the darkness.After that, there was no more sound.

"Let's go." Hemingway said calmly to the somewhat sluggish girl in black veil.

"You..." This is the second time that the black-veiled girl has seen Hemingway make a move. Compared with the first time, this time it shocked her even more.She knew the bald man. In the killing field of hell, that bald man has persisted for seven games.In other words, he was the only survivor who was killed out of seventy people.

It seemed that the young man in front of him was not much stronger than his opponent, but killing him was as easy as crushing an ant.

The interior of the Hell Slaughtering Field is even simpler than it looks from the outside.There is no isolation, and the periphery is a circle of stands extending upwards.Below is a huge empty field with a diameter of hundreds of square meters.At this time, there were not many people watching the game, and the venue of Nuo Da was only occupied by less than [-]%.

In the venue, screams were constantly ringing out. There were ten people in total, and there were already seven corpses.Only the last three are left fighting for survival.

When entering, the cup of Bloody Mary held by Tang San was poured into a huge container.

"Please, sign up for me. I want to participate in the next competition." Hemingway said to the black-veiled girl.

At this time, the black-veiled girl no longer thought that the young man in front of her was an idiot. Hemingway's strength made her feel a little fear involuntarily.He nodded without hesitation, and went with the ID card handed over by Hemingway.For the killing capital, Hemingway's only feeling was nausea.

Therefore, he didn't want to delay even one more day in this poor place.After winning a hundred victories and winning the championship, and then challenge Hell Road, you will be able to leave here.

He has decided that the battle will start today, from now on.

From a distance, he felt a bunch of concerned eyes cast on him, turned his head to look, and saw that the person looking at him was Hu Liena.

The killing journey started from this day.

In this dark world, in this bloody and depraved world.People not only want to win a game, but also have to go out alive.

Three days after entering the Killing Capital, Hemingway had already killed more than three figures of fallen people.And he participated in only two games.

It took three days for Hemingway to understand that in this place, the truly terrifying thing is not the enemies in the killing fields of hell.It's the constant sneak attacks that he has to face when the game is over when he is at his weakest.No wonder Hu Liena only played [-] matches in two months.

A month has passed, and Hemingway's number of victories in Hell's Killing Fields has increased to nine.There are fewer and fewer people who dare to sneak attack him now.But it's also getting stronger.

As the number of victories increased, he learned another rule.That is, in each new match, the opponent he faces must not participate in the Hell Slaughtering Field match five times less than himself.Unless everyone is less than himself and exceeds this number.