Douluo: Did you move Danta here?

Chapter 324: Ah Dai Wins

Chapter 324: Ah Dai Victory
The nine veterans in front of him seemed extremely calm. They didn’t even come up to confront him head-on. Whenever he attacked, the other side just countered his moves. It was clear that they wanted to wear him out.

After all, the nine people’s soul power cultivation is higher than Ah Dai’s. Instead of giving Ah Dai a chance, it is better to play it safe and exhaust Ah Dai’s soul power. It must be said that it is rare for these nine people to be able to cooperate so well in a place like the City of Slaughter.

Facing the Death God with ninety-nine victories, even though several of them were stronger than Ah Dai, they did not dare to be careless in the slightest, because those who had underestimated Ah Dai before had all become nutrients for the Killing Grounds of Hell.

“Boy, you should be proud of yourself for having made it this far. Become my stepping stone, hahahaha.”

The person who spoke was the bald Contra who was the leader among the nine people. He had won 25 consecutive games in the Hell Killing Field and had observed Ah Dai’s fighting process. So even though he was as strong as he was, he chose to fight against Ah Dai together with the other contestants.

“It’s still unknown who will win. Aren’t you being too confident to celebrate your victory so early?”

“Humph, I have observed every one of your battles. Your powerful self-created spirit skills have a total of five moves, right? I have found ways to deal with them one by one. In other words, as long as we don’t give you a chance, your self-created spirit skills will not be able to do anything to us. In the end, you will only use up your spirit power and let us slaughter you.”

The bald Contra’s face was full of confidence, and his words were full of the mockery of a winner toward a loser, which made Ah Dai more determined in his inner thoughts.

“Then let’s see if you can really take on my self-created soul skills.”

“Ming Zi Jue!”

As the words fell, amid the surprised expressions of the nine people on the ring, the giant sickle in Ah Dai’s hand danced like a fan, at such a fast speed that the people couldn’t even see its afterimage.

Although the bald Contra didn’t know the power of this move, but thinking that it was a life-and-death attack by the 99-game winning streak Pluto, he didn’t underestimate it at all, and quickly turned around and shouted to the others around him:

“Be careful, this is a move I haven’t seen before. No matter how powerful it is, be prepared to prevent it.”

The other eight people all nodded, with extremely solemn expressions on their faces. Before the start of this competition, they heard the bald soul fighter point out the mystery of Ah Dai’s self-created soul skills, and the previous battles also confirmed the correctness of the other party’s judgment one by one, allowing them to avoid Ah Dai’s fatal attacks countless times.

Now that the other party was so cautious, they couldn’t help but become nervous. They raised their weapons to block in front of them. If there was anything wrong, they would retreat immediately.

But Ah Dai’s sixth self-created soul skill was obviously not as simple as they imagined. Under the horrified gaze of the bald Soul Douluo, a tiny wound suddenly appeared on his cheek, and blood slowly seeped out.

“What when?”

During the few seconds when he was lost in thought, the blade energy from Ah Dai’s giant sickle fell on the nine people on the ring like a violent storm. Like the former, none of them noticed where the attack came from.

There was a rare look of panic in the bald Soul Douluo’s eyes. In just a few dozen seconds, he had been standing there like a bloody man, with tiny wounds all over his body. What frightened him even more was that the size of the wounds was gradually expanding, which meant that the sword energy swung by the opponent was gradually getting stronger.

“No, this will happen.”

“Go ahead. We must interrupt his moves, otherwise we will all die.”

Those who can stand on this stage and face Ah Dai are basically not stupid people. After hearing the reminder from the bald Soul Douluo, they all understood the danger of this move. They could only muster up the courage to run towards Ah Dai who was still waving the sickle.

“Boy, don’t think you can defeat us with just one self-created soul skill. Come and die.”

The nine men raised their weapons one after another and attacked Ah Dai with all their might, apparently having given up their previous fighting style and planning to fight to the death.

Hu Liena in the stands looked very nervous, her fists clenched and shaking, she knew that success or failure depended on this move. Seeing nine people rushing towards him, Ah Dai was not surprised at all, but showed a strange smile.

“I have been waiting for you for a long time. The Dark Art: The Dark King’s Absolute Killing Slash of Ten Thousand Scythes.”

As everyone came within a ten-meter radius around him, the speed of the giant sickle in Ah Dai’s hand instantly increased a bit, and the force became even more intense.

The bald Soul Fighter looked at the smile on Ah Dai’s lips and had a bad premonition in his heart, but the arrow had been shot and there was no turning back. He couldn’t help but increase the strength of the giant hammer in his hand and hit Ah Dai hard.

But the next second, he suddenly felt that he could not control his hands. He looked down with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

“Strange, why is this happening? Obviously…”

While he was thinking, a thin red line suddenly appeared on his arms. The next moment, his hands left his arms at the same time and fell to the ground along with the giant hammer he was holding.

The bald Soul Fighter subconsciously wanted to scream, but he was horrified to find that he could not even make a sound. Slowly, he saw a familiar body, but he could not remember where he had seen it. It was just that this body was very strange and there was no head.

“Clap.”

As the sound of an object falling to the ground was heard, the bald man’s perspective switched from looking down to looking up. His eyes suddenly widened, as if he finally figured out where he had seen this body before.

“So, it’s my own body?”

After the bald Contra figured out what had happened, he slowly closed his eyes, drawing the curtain on his life.

The same scene was happening in every corner of the ring, and the remaining eight people also experienced the same experience as the bald Contra.

Everything happened in a flash. The audience in the stands only felt that the arena was suddenly shining with tens of thousands of black and gold lights. Then the three Soul Douluos and six Soul Saints were all stunned where they were. After a few seconds, no one could maintain the integrity of their bodies and they were torn into pieces in full view of everyone.

A spectator in the front row looked at the knife marks that appeared on the barrier wall in front of him with horror, and his whole body began to tremble. He seemed to see that he almost followed in the footsteps of those guys on the ring.

The whole place was silent, only Hu Liena waved her fist excitedly.

“Yeah, done.”

After an unknown amount of time, the stands suddenly became boiling with cheers that echoed throughout the entire Killing Field of Hell.

“Hades!”

“Hades!”

“Hades!”

As the battle came to an end, dense swarms of blood-red bats appeared above the ring again. The audience also had a certain immunity. This scene had appeared before when the Plague King and the Messenger of Hell won hundreds of victories, but the Plague King chose to go directly to the road to hell, while the Messenger of Hell chose to wait for the time being.

(End of this chapter)