Wang Zhong's casual move brought a shock that not only made the people in the arena wary but also stunned those in the stands.
This move was too decisive and too ruthless. And because of this move, Wang Zhong told everyone that he was by no means weak!
The woman on the stands, her eyes trembled slightly as she stared at Wang Zhong's figure. A trace of astonishment appeared on her alluring and pretty face.
Although she knew Wang Zhong was very strong, the reality seemed to far exceed her imagination.
"You, you, you, the three of you are core disciples and hall masters of the Sacred Spirit Cult, right?"
Wang Zhong pointed his finger at the three people who had been staring at him and asked.
Because of the previous move, it startled the few people in the arena, and the burly man, who was the strongest in the arena, had not made a move. None of the seven people present made a move.
"So what!" The burly man took a step forward, his jet-black eyes staring intently at Wang Zhong, cautious and serious.
Outside the City of Slaughter, the Sacred Spirit Cult might have disappeared for a long time, but inside the City of Slaughter, the Sacred Spirit Cult was not a secret, and many people knew about it.
At least one-tenth of the people in the City of Slaughter belonged to the Sacred Spirit Cult!
With so many people, coupled with their not-weak strength, they could generally reign supreme here, but in reality, they were no different from ordinary citizens of the City of Slaughter for two reasons.
First, the controller of the City of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, was as powerful as a Limit Douluo, and coupled with the fact that the rules here were controlled by him, the members of the Sacred Spirit Cult without spirit skills were no different from a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Second, the rules of the Sacred Spirit Cult were actually very similar to the rules of the City of Slaughter! Within the Sacred Spirit Cult, you could also freely kill and devour each other's flesh and blood to strengthen yourself, as long as you had the strength to do so.
What's more, although they belonged to the Sacred Spirit Cult, many members did not know each other at all, and naturally, there was no friendship to speak of.
As for the three people in front of them, although they all knew that the other party was from the same sect, they knew nothing else.
Perhaps they had seen each other's skills on the stands, but that was all.
"I want to ask you something."
"Do you know what your sect leader's strength is and what he looks like?" Wang Zhong asked with a hint of inquiry.
Although he already had an answer in his heart, he still wanted to ask.
"Do I have to answer just because you ask?"
"Moreover, what good will it do me if I answer! Will you commit suicide if I answer, and give the victory of this deathmatch to us." The dwarf gritted his teeth and said coldly.
And this implied that Wang Zhong was the strongest person in the arena, and surprisingly, no one refuted, not even the burly man.
Seeing a leaf and knowing the autumn, peeking at a leopard and knowing the whole leopard, the strength that Wang Zhong had shown at this moment, he admitted that he was inferior!
"This is probably not possible."
"According to the rules of the Slaughter Arena that I know, you can use any means to survive here and get off the stage, but only one person can survive!"
"A question that even you don't know the answer to, and you want me to risk my life as a stake, it's not worth it."
Wang Zhong chuckled. It was indeed naive to say such a thing.
Since the Spirit Hall had imprisoned the remaining members of the Sacred Spirit Cult here, it proved that they had no information about the upper echelons of the Sacred Spirit Cult at all. In some ways, they knew less than the Spirit Hall.
Now it was just confirmed.
The dwarf's expression became even more unpleasant. Wang Zhong was right. The existence of the sect leader of the Sacred Spirit Cult had always been a mystery. Countless disciples had only heard the name, but no one had ever seen him.
Apart from a few elders who were active in the outside world all year round, even the left and right guardians rarely knew.
Within the Sacred Spirit Cult, starting from the elders, there was an inexplicable gap! Or rather, a fog!
Those below could not see what was above the fog!
"Hey, how about we join forces? Although this guy is a newcomer, the strength he showed just now, even you can't match it!"
"As long as he's alive, the winner will definitely be him. Are you willing to die here just like this?"
"If he dies, every one of us has a chance to survive!"
The dwarf shouted at the seven people around him, wanting to unite them to deal with Wang Zhong first.
But his idea was destined to be in vain. No one answered. Not to mention Wang Zhong, even the burly man was not someone they could deal with.
The original few, after seeing the burly man enter the arena, had already resigned themselves to their fate, but the strength Wang Zhong had shown at this moment gave them new hope.
When two strong contenders fight, they will surely both suffer losses, and then it will be their chance to survive!
"You think that he and I will both suffer heavy losses, or be greatly depleted and weakened. Then you will take advantage of the situation and win?"
"Or, do you want to be like this dwarf, and join forces to get rid of him first, and then fight for the fruits of victory?"
"I'll just say one thing, you are all dreaming! I'm not interested in playing mind games with you bunch of trash."
"Hey, let's deal with these people first, and then decide who lives and who dies in a one-on-one match!"
The last sentence was said by the burly man to Wang Zhong. His strength in this match was originally a sure win, but unexpectedly, Wang Zhong appeared as a variable.
The burly man disdained to join forces with those he considered trash. Compared to joining forces with others, he preferred to have a life-and-death battle with Wang Zhong with all his might!
As soon as the burly man spoke, the expressions of the other six changed drastically. With the strength of Wang Zhong and the former, it was not difficult to slaughter them.
Wang Zhong shook his head, a cold and arrogant smile on his face. He would never join forces with people who were not friends.
"Joining forces with the Sacred Spirit Cult is disgusting!"
"Why bother? Come at me all at once!"
The burly man's gaze became extremely dangerous. He regarded everyone except Wang Zhong as trash, and Wang Zhong regarded everyone present as nothing, including himself.
This kind of treatment made him furious.
The dwarf, the tall and thin man, and the other five people's expressions were like a roller coaster, wonderfully varied. The situation changed too quickly to be expected.
Wang Zhong actually rejected the burly man's suggestion and wanted to fight all of them!
This arrogance was astonishing, but it was precisely because of this arrogance that they had a chance to survive, and this chance was constantly increasing because of this arrogance.
The burly man had always been arrogant! The two strong contenders fighting was a foregone conclusion!
"You are courting death!" Fierce light flickered in his eyes. At this moment, the burly man no longer cared about the City of Slaughter. He wanted Wang Zhong to die now!
In the arena of death matches, victory factors were never just strength; skills and experience were equally important.
He lunged forward fiercely, and with an incredibly powerful straight punch, he aimed directly at Wang Zhong's face. The icy killing intent swept over his body, bringing a chill that could make anyone's limbs go cold.
This was the condensation of killing intent!
With a punch, flying sand and rocks scattered, and even the stage beneath his feet was shattering. His formidable physical strength, which even Title Douluo could not match, was the reason for his high win rate.
"Not bad."
Wang Zhong praised, clenched his right fist, and met it lightly.
The two fists collided. A gust of wind swept across the arena. The strength that even Title Douluo could not match was easily blocked.
Feeling the mountain-like steadiness and thickness from Wang Zhong's palm, the burly man was greatly shocked.
"This strength! His strength is actually far beyond mine, how is this possible!"
"Goodbye!" Wang Zhong looked at the burly man's surprised face and expression and said a farewell remark.
The others were confused, while the burly man's surprise turned into fear and dread.
"No!"
A desperate and piercing roar echoed through the heavens and earth. Under everyone's gaze, the burly man's body disintegrated inch by inch, finally dissolving into a mist of blood.
Annihilation! This was a killing move Wang Zhong comprehended from the sea, detached from the Eight Gates Dun Jia and the Eight Extremes Heaven.
Trembling uncontrollably, everyone began to tremble. Whether in the arena or in the stands, they were all terrified by this bizarre scene and shivered all over.
With just one punch, he turned a person into a bloody mist. What kind of strength and skill could achieve this?
"Next, it's your turn." Wang Zhong slowly withdrew his fist and said indifferently to the remaining seven people.
And this sentence, which clearly had no emotion, sounded like a death sentence issued by a tyrant to them.
"Ah!"
Under such fear, some people roared madly and charged straight at Wang Zhong, but the outcome was already decided.