The ruffians who had come looking for trouble lay scattered on the ground.
A bunch of trash!
They couldn't even handle one woman.
At this moment, Hulena slowly walked up to the ruffians, her eyes menacingly fixated on them.
"Please, spare us, my lord! We know our mistake and beg you to let us go; we won't dare do it again."
"Please let us go!"
The group could then be heard saying.
Their survival instinct was in overdrive; they didn't want to die so miserably at the hands of this woman!
Since this wasn't happening in the arena, they begged Hulena for mercy, hoping she would spare their lives.
"Ah, no, please!!!"
The crowd cried out in pain.
Hulena certainly wasn't about to let them off easy. Since they had come to her willingly, they would soon endure the painful consequences.
The ruffians could no longer stand.
Their bodies were covered with wounds.
Some were so terrified that they fainted!
If it hadn't been for Tang San's deception, Hulena's temper might not have exploded onto the provocateurs.
They could have avoided this fight entirely.
But their mistake was overestimating their own strength.
They had thought they could easily kill the woman before them, but unexpectedly, they were beaten ruthlessly, time and again!
They truly were miserable.
"Hiss—"
Hulena unleashed her soul skill once more!
Demon Charm!
It was primarily based on Charm.
The twin yellow soul rings lit up.
Her soul power reached one hundred percent.
Then mist slowly began to release.
The fog grew denser and denser until you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
Hulena's cold gaze bore into them.
The ruffians felt a chill down their spines!
It was as if the God of Death had arrived at that moment!
The more Hulena thought about it, the angrier she became, her eyes revealing a bloody red glint.
No one has ever dared to provoke me like this, you fools deserve to be bullied by me over and over.
If that's how it is, wouldn't it be better to end your suffering by killing you outright?
You should be thanking me!
Hulena could be seen muttering to herself.
The crowd wore puzzled looks on their faces.
What they didn't know was what would happen next!
Anyway, their lives were already beyond saving.
A slight smile crept on Hulena's lips.
Her eyes grew darker and more sinister!
It only became more thrilling as time went on.
She had initially intended to let them go, remembering how the group of ruffians had openly provoked her.
She couldn't swallow this indignity.
"Boom—"
Such explosive power.
Women are not so easy to provoke, and the consequences are theirs to bear alone.
The ruffians were blasted several kilometers away!
Whether they would live or not now depended on how tough they were.
Finally, there was some peace and quiet.
Hulena looked around with high alertness. She wasn't afraid of ruffians coming back for more.
But to her, it didn't seem very meaningful!
After all, they were all of relatively low soul power rank, and to her, they weren't of much value.
And with her high standards, she looked down upon them!
The moon hung high in the sky.
Hulena gradually disappeared into the streets.
Only decadent ruffians roamed the streets of Hell Slaughter City.
They looked around for someone they thought they could take on with some certainty.
There was only one goal in mind: to get their hands on Netherworld Dew.
To obtain Netherworld Dew, they were willing to try anything!
On the streets of Hell Slaughter City, they had long grown accustomed to fighting and killing.
It had become second nature to them.
On the other side was Ye Feng.
He continued to watch the competitors on the big screen intently.
The victors could go on to the next match.
As for the losers, they had no chance of survival and were instantly killed by their opponents.
Only when encountering strong opponents killed with considerable speed.
The strong had not the slightest hesitation.
At this time, Ye Feng stepped out from the VIP room.
He then went to wait for his number to be called.
The next contestant was him.
"Please let the next contestant come on stage to compete."
"The match begins."
The host announced to the audience.
The host didn't go into much detail, just saying a word or two.
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng walked onto the stage calmly and unhurriedly.
In his hand, he held tightly to a Bloodthirsty Demon Scythe.
His aura was full and imposing.
The spectators in the stands unanimously turned their eyes towards Ye Feng.
If not for the eye-catching Bloodthirsty Demon Scythe in his hand.
He wouldn't have attracted their attention.
"Look at that kid, he's too small to be participating in a competition, isn't this a joke?"
"Yeah, truly funny, he's not afraid of dying at their hands."
"That's not necessarily true, have you taken a good look at the knife in his hand? That knife looks very extraordinary, the blade's light is very dazzling, and the feeling he gives off is slightly panic-inducing."
This person is not simple!
The crowd discussed among themselves.
Everyone's observational skills are different.
Ye Feng looked around him.
He saw that each contestant stood in their respective places.
Martial Spirit Possession.
All of their soul rings lit up.
Yellow, purple, black soul rings.
Each person's soul power rank was also different.
"Come on!"
The spectators urged.
Ye Feng discovered that all nine contestants were at the Soul Sage rank.
He thought for just a second.
Wind God's Ghost Steps!
Ye Feng began to move, his footsteps quick as he fiercely kicked at the opponents one by one.
He was so fast that the spectators hadn't even had time to react.
Ye Feng continued to unleash a barrage of kicks on his opponents, dozens in a single second!
Only when their muscles started to ache did the spectators realize that Ye Feng had already started to move before them.
In terms of age, Ye Feng had the advantage over them.
In terms of soul power rank, he was not much different from each of them!
In terms of instinctive reaction, he was faster than them too!
"Alright! You dare to ambush us, let's gang up on him and beat him to death!"
One of the men said to those around him.
Upon hearing this, the people nearby released their soul skills.
At that time, Ye Feng was silent.
He was thinking of a quick battle for a quick victory.
Seriousness shone in his eyes.
He looked at each of his many opponents.
Some of the spectators felt that something bad was about to occur.
A good thing was about to happen!
"Zzz——"
A powerful surge of electricity appeared before everyone's eyes.
Those sitting in the spectator stands widened their eyes as they looked towards the center of the arena.
Because Ye Feng alone stood in the center, the rest of the competitors were against him, regarding him as the enemy.
He was determined to win this match at any cost!
"Ah, no, stop!"
A man screamed aloud.
In agonizing, heart-wrenching pain.
Both his arms were severed.
Blood streamed all over the ground.
Because the blood flowed so swiftly, the man fainted.
A look of bewilderment spread across the faces of the crowd.
No one expected Ye Feng to be so ruthless, it was just a match, and yet his moves were so decisive.
This startled the crowd, making some of their legs weaken!
A knife that seemed very ordinary at first glance played a key role.
It really should not be underestimated!
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