Chapter 242: Hundred Victories

Time flew by, and another half year passed quickly; Gu Xuan's win count in the Hell Slaughter Field had already reached one hundred victories.

Du Gu Yan's win count in the Hell Slaughter Field had also reached ninety-nine victories; she needed just one more win to reach a hundred victories and be able to assault the Hell Road.

At this moment, the one about to go on stage is Du Gu Yan; this is her hundredth match.

On the stands, Gu Xuan sat upright and proper, watching Du Gu Yan's final match.

Because Gu Xuan was sitting there, no one dared to approach within a ten-meter radius of the stands around him.

On the stage at this moment, Du Gu Yan was already surrounded by nine others, consisting of four Soul Douluo and five Soul Saints, who were already considered famous powerhouses in the City of Slaughter.

For some unknown reason, they all signed up together with Du Gu Yan at the same time today, something that would never have happened before.

Because the reputation of the Rakshasa Queen here is the same as that of the Asura King, both being epithets of the Death God, anyone who faces these two inevitably dies.

Du Gu Yan coldly eyed the other nine people; here there is no referee, and the moment one steps onto the Hell Slaughter Field stage, the life-and-death battle has already begun.

However, none of those nine dared to make the first move, because the first to strike often means the first to die, and the Rakshasa Queen's reputation is no empty title.

Facing nine Soul Masters whose soul power was above rank seventy, even Du Gu Yan dared not be the slightest bit careless; at this moment she held two Dragon Swords in her hands, her gaze sharp as a blade.

Besides that, each finger gap of Du Gu Yan's two hands, covered in blue scale armor, held a tiny poison needle.

Although the poison needles are tiny, each one is enough to take the lives of those before her.

A strange sight is that Du Gu Yan is barefoot at this moment, having only manifested her arm martial soul, while her lower body remains unchanged.

At this moment, each toe gap of Du Gu Yan's delicate little jade feet holds a porcelain bottle containing the ultimate ice‑fire solution that was once taken from the Ice‑Fire Yin‑Yang Well.

At this moment Du Gu Yan is fully armed, a rose bristling with thorns.

Among the nine people surrounding her, one's body trembled violently, as if already shrouded in fear.

Yet unexpectedly, this person trembling like a sieve is actually a Soul Douluo.

Du Gu Yan had no leisure to pay attention to these; seeing that they dared not attack, her pair of jade‑green hands flicked rapidly, sending several poison needles flying, instantly locking onto the faces and chests of five of them.

Although the poison on the needles is potent, it only kills instantly if it strikes the life gate.

Although these individuals' soul power is above rank seventy, and despite their defensive stance, Du Gu Yan's poison needles achieved nothing, yet this already affected their defensive posture.

As the poison needles flew, Du Gu Yan's two straight, round, long legs took a few steps and she was already lunging before the two Soul Saints.

And during the charge, the several porcelain bottles clamped between Du Gu Yan's jade feet were also hurled toward several others.

Although the scalding spring water from the Ice‑Fire Yin‑Yang Well cannot kill them outright, it is more than enough to restrain them.

Du Gu Yan's Dragon Swords flashed up and down, striking at an extremely tricky angle; the two Soul Saints before her had no time to react before being severed head from body.

Du Gu Yan's assault showed no pause; her Dragon Swords flashed again, thrusting toward the other two Soul Saints whose bodies had been corroded by the Ice‑Fire Yin‑Yang Well's spring water.

In the span of a breath, four Soul Saints had already been sent to hell.

One Soul Douluo blocked the poison needles, dodged the porcelain bottles, and launched a sneak attack from behind Du Gu Yan, only to be pierced through the chest by a Dragon Sword.

This is Du Gu Yan's third Dragon Sword, hidden close to her back, just like Tang San's hidden weapon—the tight‑back flower‑mounted crossbow—used for ambushes.

The battle on the stage was intensely fierce, yet Du Gu Yan's movements flowed like clouds and water; her enemies fell one after another before her, while she herself remained unscathed.

Besides the two Dragon Swords on her jade hands, poison needles kept flying out, interrupting the enemies' attacks; each thrust of the Dragon Sword yielded some gain, and even if it could not directly defeat an opponent, it could still leave a wound.

Strangely, although that trembling Soul Douluo showed fear, his attacks never ceased, each time striking from behind others, and so far Du Gu Yan has left no wound on him.

He is a sixth man.

When Du Gu Yan's Dragon Sword pierced the body of the last Soul Douluo other than the previously fearful one, that earlier fearful Soul Douluo's left leg burst forth with a strong soul power fluctuation.

He had all along been waiting for an opportunity, aiming to deliver a fatal blow to Du Gu Yan, and this was his sole chance.

Gu Xuan saw this and was somewhat surprised; such a strong soul power fluctuation could only be a soul bone.

Since he entered the Hell Slaughter Field, this is the only person they have encountered who possesses a soul bone.

And the soul bone's skill is unaffected in the City of Slaughter.

Under the effect of the soul bone skill, that Soul Douluo's fear vanished, his body erupting with matchless speed as he wielded a sharp sword and attacked Du Gu Yan's waist and abdomen from the side.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried to conceal his intent, on this stage there will always be a flaw, because the arena is only so large—hiding is impossible—and Du Gu Yan deliberately exposed a flaw to lure him into attacking.

She flung several poison needles from both hands, which struck the Soul Douluo's shoulder and right leg, while the other needles were blocked by him; Du Gu Yan's poison needles did not land a killing blow.

However, the opponent's offensive became disrupted, and Du Gu Yan's third Dragon Sword slipped silently from the body of the Soul Douluo she had just killed.

Du Gu Yan raised her two Dragon Swords before her to block the opponent's sharp sword, yet a trickle of blood also seeped from the corner of her mouth.

With the soul bone skill's enhancement, that Soul Douluo's attack reached a terrifying level.

But to everyone's astonishment, Du Gu Yan's third Dragon Sword had silently and directly pierced through that Soul Douluo's body.

That Soul Douluo stared in disbelief at the Dragon Sword embedded in his chest, unable to comprehend how, without its master's control, the sword could still kill.

Meanwhile, Gu Xuan on the stands silently stopped controlling his sword and continued watching the match as if nothing had happened.

Thus, Du Gu Yan achieved a hundred victories.

Du Gu Yan broke open that Soul Douluo's left leg, extracted a crystal‑clear bone, and without further examination stored it directly into her Soul Tool.

At this moment the stage held only Du Gu Yan alone; she retracted her three Dragon Swords into her Soul Tool, then raised her hands high and unleashed her full‑body terrifying bloody killing intent without reservation.

One hundred bouts, she completed it.

Although the final blow had Gu Xuan's help, even if he did not intervene, Du Gu Yan would not lose; at most she would merely have to expend a bit more effort.

At this moment, a nearly substantive killing intent formed a massive vortex in the air; around the vast arena, the huge killing intent released by the numerous spectating fallen ones upon her actually caused everything to fall silent.

The words 'Rakshasa Queen' are like a symbol of the Death God.

This is exactly the same standing as the previous match's final victor, the Asura King, in their hearts.

Although killing intent and strength may not be proportional, the Rakshasa Queen and the Asura King are opponents that anyone in the City of Slaughter would rather not face.

"Congratulations, young Rakshasa Queen." A low, sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The killing intent emanating from Du Gu Yan's body actually surged backward at the instant that voice sounded, being forced back into her body; this sudden turn made her face instantly turn deathly pale.

The moment that voice rang out, the atmosphere inside the Hell Slaughter Field instantly surged to its peak, for in midair a blood‑red figure was descending from the heavens.

"Slaughter King, Slaughter King, Slaughter King…" The shouting left the fallen ones hoarse, yet they had no intention of stopping.

Du Gu Yan's heart turned cold, her gaze turned to the scarlet figure in midair.

That was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

His face was pallid, his eyes completely blood-red like rubies, his body slowly descending from the air as if utterly unbound by gravity.

Gu Xuan on the stands now grew solemn in expression.

"Titled Douluo!"

This was the thought shared in his and Du Gu Yan's hearts at that moment.

At a point ten meters above the ground, hovering in midair, the King of Slaughter halted his descent, looking down at Du Gu Yan from above, his low yet sharp voice ringing out again: "Summon the Asura King."

Gu Xuan hesitated not at all, leaping directly from the stands to land beside Du Gu Yan.

Gu Xuan placed his right hand on Du Gu Yan's back, sending a rich and gentle flow of soul power into her, after which her complexion recovered considerably.

The King of Slaughter's gaze fell upon the spectator platform of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

"I am delighted to have witnessed today the birth of two powerhouses of the Slaughter Arena; the hundred‑win streak unseen for decades has manifested in these two youths."

"They rely on their formidable strength and terrifying killing intent to make you tremble, is that not so, my subjects?"

"Yes—, yes—, yes—" a fervent voice erupted from the audience stands.

The King of Slaughter seemed to possess a unique charm that drove all the fallen into a near‑mad adoration upon seeing him.

From him, Gu Xuan could smell a faint sweet‑bloody scent, an aroma somewhat intoxicating.

Unfortunately, for him and Du Gu Yan this influence was not great, since they themselves were already invulnerable to all poisons.

ps: Typos will be corrected later.

As for the plot of the City of Slaughter, I won't pad the word count; I'll just take the domain and proceed to the next stage of cultivation.

(End of chapter)