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The killing field of hell, a huge open space.

Broken corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed across the ground. After being absorbed by the hell killing field, it added another layer of dark red dirt to the open space.

Fang Xuan was playing alone on the field. He looked at Moro with red eyes in the audience, grinned, put his hands in his pockets, and said loudly.

"Who will come next?"

Moro looked at Fang Xuan on the independent competition ground and said coldly, "You want to participate in the next competition? Isn't this against the rules?"

"Huh? That rule says I can't play in the game?" Fang Xuan replied with a smile. He still had to complete a hundred consecutive wins.

When Moro heard this, he was unable to refute. They did not discuss such a rule. He never thought that Fang Xuan would personally leave the game at the beginning.

In Moro's view, leaders like them only have to stand outside and give orders. Fang Xuan's behavior of personally appearing on the scene was unexpected to him, and he didn't understand it at the same time.

"But... you! You are cheating!" Moro thought for a long time before saying this, and at the same time, he was ready to fall out now.

Seeing Moro's appearance, Fang Xuan said amusedly, "It's okay if you don't. I have a condition. As long as you agree, I won't play in every game."

Moro can't be pushed too hard, as his goal hasn't been achieved yet.

After hearing this, Moro became wary, "What are the conditions? If you want to get this set of information from me, don't worry."

Fang Xuan smiled and shook his head, "The conditions are very simple. We only need to restore the normal trading order in the Killing City and allow shops to open and food to be sold. Of course, you can do the same."

When Moro heard this condition, his eyes were full of doubts. This condition was beneficial to both parties and could help both soul masters recuperate better. But, how could Fang Xuan be so kind?

"However, [-]% of the profits from your shops and transactions must be handed over to me. In addition, we can sell some things to you, but you cannot sell anything to us." Fang Xuan continued.

After hearing the latter sentence, Moro's vigilance dropped a bit, and he asked, how could Fang Xuan be so kind.

"Impossible, [-]%. Then I might as well give it all to you, [-]% at most. In addition, we must also participate in the trade at the border. We can even trade some items with you."

He also wanted to take the opportunity to send someone in to get information. Although the air flow above their heads would directly reveal their identities as alien soul masters, they could still get a lot of useful information during the transaction.

Fang Xuan was secretly happy when he heard this, and sent someone to the opposite side to reconcile him. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "You understand, you are begging me now, don't talk nonsense, and give me [-]% of the benefits. I will trade with each other at the border." It's acceptable, but our people can't hurt a hair when they go in, and after your people come in, they can only stay in a certain place and can't move around."

"I can agree to [-]%, but the conditions behind it are not good. Our people can't just stay in one place, otherwise, your people will never come in!" Moro argued.

After a long period of back and forth, the two sides finally reached a new agreement.

Fang Xuan can only participate in ten games a day. As compensation, Moro must hand over [-]% of the proceeds from the transaction to Fang Xuan. At the same time, both parties can send teams to the opposite area to trade. Neither party is allowed to harm the trading team. The trade team cannot be imprisoned. If one party breaches the contract, the other party can directly slaughter the black-armored knights seized in exchange.

After successfully reaching a new agreement, both Fang Xuan and Moro Luo smiled happily, thinking that they had benefited.

When Fang Xuan saw the smile on Moro Luo's face, he felt even more happy. He didn't know if Moro Luo would still be able to smile after knowing the truth.

In the next nine games, Fang Xuan stood on the court and took four skinny aboriginals to participate in the game.

Moro also followed Fang Xuan's example and directly sent five skinny aborigines and forced them to go on the field and die.

In such a duel between two teams, the outcome can be easily imagined. Fang Xuan directly won ten consecutive victories and completed today's mission.

After ten games, it took less than an hour in total, of which half an hour was consumed by the duel with Huo Huang and other five people, which was much faster than the duel before the fusion.

At this rate, Fang Xuan is expected to complete a hundred consecutive victories within a week, and by then, it will be time for him to show his fangs.

Fang Xuan walked straight out of the hell killing field, patted Moro on the shoulder with a smile, and left. He had something important to do.

Moro looked at Fang Xuan's leaving figure, clenched his fists, and secretly thought in his heart, with that backhand, he must make Fang Xuan look good!

Afterwards, he also left here, allowing the soul masters from both sides to enter the hell killing field to fight according to the previous arrangements.

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Seven days later, Fang Xuan was playing the last few games of his [-]-game winning streak in the Hell Killing Fields.

During these seven days, Fang Xuan came to the Hell Killing Fields early every day to participate in ten games. Moro did not send anyone to stop Fang Xuan. He had realized that it would be difficult to kill Fang Xuan with only five people, so It started to go bad immediately.

Fifty skinny residents from the outer city of the killing city were sent to Fang Xuan to kill every day. Although some people were unwilling and tried to resist, under the suppression of Moro and others, they could not make any trouble and could only be forced to die. .

Fang Xuan's side was better. The people who came up were all very old aborigines from the outer city, and they all received a lot of benefits, so they were more willing to die.

Sometimes the game can be won without Fang Xuan at hand.

In addition, during these seven days, the transactions in the areas of both sides gradually became active, and various industries also came to life. They were no longer as dead as before. The soul masters of both sides could better recuperate after completing the battle.

As for the team that entered the opponent's area to conduct trade, Fang Xuan also carefully arranged it and laid many hidden plots.

Of course, the team sent by Moro Luo is also being supervised by Fang Xuan and others at all times, and nothing suspicious has been found so far.

As time passed, Fang Xuan successfully completed the last game!

With a "boom", a strange phenomenon appeared in the killing field of hell!

The almost substantial murderous aura formed a huge vortex in the air, and Fang Xuan released a huge murderous aura, making many people in the spectator seats turn pale.

Moro's expression changed even more when he saw this situation. He didn't expect Fang Xuan to complete a hundred consecutive victories so quickly!

At the same time, he thought of more, and his heart became heavier!

Suddenly, the murderous aura released from Fang Xuan gradually returned to Fang Xuan's body, integrating into his limbs, bones, and even his martial soul.

Two blood-red figures suddenly appeared in mid-air, and a deep and sharp voice sounded from the killing capital.

"Congratulations, young Saint Killer King!"