C397 He Saw Through It
C397 He Saw Through It
Facing Lin Zhan's words, Long Ying rolled her eyes at him speechlessly. "Although the guards have left the black market, those small vendors are all familiar with each other. If we stay any longer, we will most likely be destroyed by them working together."
"It's just a bunch of small vendors. If they dare to attack, we will just kill them. Why are you so worried?" Lin Zhan still did not take it seriously.
"This is Fan City. It's not as simple as you think. I think we are on the blacklist now. Fortunately, we have gained something this time. Otherwise, we would have wasted all our efforts." Shen Wan'er took out the Romanqi vine. Her eyes were full of love.
The next day, Lin Zhan woke up early in the morning. After the two of them washed up, they walked towards the Sanctum in the center of the Sanskrit City. Although it was called the center of the Sanskrit, it was like a huge square. Lin Zhan looked at it briefly. He could roughly estimate the area of the central temple to be around five thousand square meters.
Even though it was so big, it was still crowded by the assassins. Some of the assassins knew each other. Lin Zhan and Long Ying had heard the most about Lin Zhan's assassination plan in the crowd.
"Luckily I came here. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know that so many people in the world are thinking about my head." If he had come here with Ju Su and Rose, he would be in big trouble.
"It's good that you know. Remember not to expose your identity. Otherwise, it will be difficult for both of us to leave this place."
While the two of them were talking, a man's voice came from the loudspeakers around the Holy Church.
"Hello, friends from all over the world. Welcome to our Holy Church again. This time, the dark gathering is the same as before. Everyone can exchange assassination techniques and assassination targets. Together, we can create a beautiful future!"
Lin Zhan heard the cliché and could not help but feel that the person who wrote the speech was most likely a person of low culture.
"From now on, the central arena will be open. Any friends who feel that their strength is not bad and want to come here and try?" As the person spoke, the noisy central sanctuary instantly quieted down.
The first person to enter the arena was either a fool or a true expert. The rules of the central arena were different from the other arenas. There were only two conditions to win here. The first was to kill the opponent, and the second was to fall out of the ring.
After all, it was an assassin's gathering, so it was normal for only life and death to be decided. However, the first person to go up the arena required great courage and confidence in his own strength.
"You're not going up to give it a try?" Long Ying nudged Lin Zhan.
"There's no hurry. We'll take a look later. It's just open anyway. It's not like we have to go up. I don't really understand the rules. We'll wait until the battles are over. Anyway, we just have to defeat the last person." Lin Zhan shook his head.
Long Ying shook her head. "The rules in the center ring are not like this. Otherwise, what do you think our magnetic cards are for? "Every battle we win will give us some points. The one with the most points in the end will be the King of Assassins of this dark gathering."
Lin Zhan was silent. So this was still a point system. He was going to attack. Seeing that no one was going up, Lin Zhan leapt onto the stage.
The mysterious black hood made many people recognize him.
"This guy is the idiot who attacked Andak in the black market. He looks like a newbie."
"He looks pretty strong, but I heard that he's pretty strong. He was saved by a woman in the end. I think he wants to prove himself now."
Everyone ridiculed Lin Zhan, but Lin Zhan didn't care at all. He just needed to prove himself with his strength.
"I'll teach this pig who doesn't know the rules a lesson first!" A man covered in a long black robe jumped up from the stage and stood in front of Lin Zhan.
The speaker said, "Good. The two assassins on the stage are Asiatic Apple from Black Rose and Enos from the Sea Demon Association. This Asiatic Apple is a newcomer to the Dark Gathering for the first time, but everyone should be quite familiar with our Ignox. It is said that he has recently broken through to the rank of a Rank Seven Assassin."
The entire audience cheered, but the names they shouted were all Ignox. As the atmosphere in the arena reached its peak, a voice came from the loudspeaker, "The competition begins!"
In the next moment, before Ignox could react, Lin Zhan had already appeared behind him. He held Traceless in his hand and stood there proudly.
The head on his shoulders fell to the ground bit by bit, and the thick smell of blood filled the air. Immediately, the entire central holy hall became silent. A Rank Seven Assassin had been killed in an instant. This newcomer's strength was terrifying.
"Haitang! Asiatic Apple! Asiatic Apple!"
Stimulated by the smell of blood, all the assassins shouted Lin Zhan's code name fervently. It was like this here. Power was above everything. As long as one had power, even if one broke all the rules in Fan City, others would think that one was a hero.
However, among the cheers, a man in the corner had a murderous look in his eyes. A smile appeared on his face as he said, "I never thought that you, who is ranked first on the assassination target list, would dare to come here. Aren't you afraid of death?"
Lin Zhan's identity was recognized by the crowd. However, he, who was in the arena, did not know about this.
In the following few battles, Lin Zhan ended the battles at the fastest speed. His opponents, whether they were Rank-7 or Rank-8 assassins, were all clean and decisive. No one even saw his movement technique when he drew his saber clearly. For a moment, the atmosphere reached its peak.
"Our contestant Haitang is really terrifyingly strong. This assassin from the Eastern Black Rose is truly worthy of being ranked in the top three assassin union members in the world! "Let us call out his name together, Haitang!"
After the first day of the battle, Lin Zhan used his high efficiency to cut 175 points. This meant that the lives of 175 assassins were all lost in his hands.
If it was any other occasion, Lin Zhan would never be so straightforward. However, the people attending this gathering were all murderers whose hands were stained with blood. Even if he killed them, Lin Zhan would not feel any psychological burden.
"You have become famous today, but you still have to be careful not to be targeted by others. If we expose your true identity, we will be in trouble."
"Don't worry. Those people don't have the right to make me do it, so no one should be able to recognize them." Lin Zhan had killed his opponent with his fast movement technique, so he wasn't worried that anyone would recognize his moves.