Chen Yuan frowned and turned to look.

I saw a strange man standing beside me.

He is about thirty years old, wearing a white shirt, with a slightly arched body, and his hair is hanging randomly on his forehead.

His facial features were clear, but his face was pale as paper. His blood-covered eyes were protruding out. He looked at Chen Yuan without a moment, and smiled sinisterly: "You can also see the details of these two people, right?"

Chen Yuan did not answer, looked at him for several seconds, and asked, "Who are you?"

The man in Mai curled his lips and said gloomyly: "My surname is Qiu."

"Qiu..." Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Are you Qiu Hu'er?"

"The word "Foxer"... is just a nickname given by a friend on the Tao, but my real name is not this." Qiu Huer said with a gloomy smile.

Chen Yuan had no interest in his name.

A pair of eyes looked at Qiu Hu'er indifferently, obviously waiting for him to continue talking.

Qiu Hu'er raised his bloody eyes and looked at him for a while.

He said slowly: "I just watched the duel between you and Liu Baihe for a while. With your skills, I am indeed qualified to be my opponent, so... I decided to come over to see you in person."

"See me?" Chen Yuan said with a smile, "Is this necessary?"

“Of course it’s necessary,”

Qiu Hu'er smiled, smiling extremely evilly, "If a dying person cannot even recognize the person who killed himself, wouldn't he die indecipherable?"

"The dying person," Chen Yuan smiled sarcastically, "Are you talking about yourself?"

"What do you think?" Qiu Hu'er asked with a smile, "Although your stick method is acceptable, I have at least twenty-six ways to restrain you. With my hidden weapon skills, your chances of winning will not exceed 10%.

"You came here specifically to tell me this?"

Chen Yuan was speechless about Qiu Hu'er's "strange behavior".

"This is my habit before killing people," Qiu Hu'er said lightly without caring about Chen Yuan's attitude, "No matter how hard you rack your brains, you will definitely die in this battle. When starting, I will try to be cleaner and neat, so that you can suffer less pain."

Chen Yuan was really not in the mood to listen to this crazy guy keep talking nonsense. He sneered and turned around.

Qiu Hu'er was bored and didn't get angry. She smiled strangely and left.

When Chen Yuan saw that every few steps forward, he turned around and sneered for a while, and immediately looked dark:

"What kind of people are they..."

Before we knew it, three duels had already gone.

In addition to Lian Fangwei, two more warriors splattered blood in the arena.

One of them was slashed in the neck by his opponent and killed him on the spot.

The other one was defeated by a hard fight and finally committed suicide by slashing his sword.

When Chen Yuan saw the "inheritors" killing each other on the arena, he couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a light pat on my shoulder.

When he turned around, he saw that Shen Tu Fei had come behind him at some point, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you finished the duel?"

"It's over long ago," Shen Tu Fei said with his head raised and his chest raised.

Chen Yuan looked him up and down, and saw that there was no blood on his body, and he said curiously: "What's the situation? Your opponent has voluntarily admitted defeat?"

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed," Shen Tu Fei smiled mysteriously and then asked, "How are you doing? Do you see some things coming?"

"Daodao didn't see it, but the madman met one," Chen Yuan said with a straight face.

"Madman?" Shen Tu Fei thought for a moment.

He glanced around and lowered his voice and said, "Have you seen 'Qiuhu'er'?"

"See," Chen Yuan nodded slightly, "This person seems to have some problems with his brain."

"It's not just a problem..." Shen Tu Fei smiled bitterly, "Do you know where the 'Dragon Head' caught him?"

Chen Yuan frowned, "Don't tell me it's a mental hospital."

"You're really guessing it right," Shen Tu Fei leaned forward and whispered, "I heard that before Qiu Hu'er entered the cave, she had been in a large mental hospital in central China for five or six years. Because of her serious violent tendencies, she was detained in the "S-level guardianship area" with the most severe guardianship. The "leader" took a lot of effort to catch him out of it."

“It’s true…”

Chen Yuan thought about how he had just chatted with a mentally ill patient seriously for a long time, and was suddenly amazed and confused, "Why is such an important information not marked on the yellow book?"

"You think I'm stupid," Shen Tufei glanced at him and whispered: "You have seen the 'yellow book' by yourself. If Qiu Hu'er knew that I had marked the word 'mental illness' behind his name, would I still have a way out?"

"That's right," Chen Yuan patted Shen Tu Fei's shoulder with a sympathy and sighed, "It's not easy to write a book, it's hard for you."

"It's good to know," Shen Tufei curled his lips and continued, "There are many different opinions about why 'Qiu Hu' was locked in a mental hospital. Some people say that he killed his master's family, and some people say that he committed several major cases in the central China region. In short, this guy is a complete perverted murderer. He speaks truthfully and falsely, and he goes around. No matter what he says to you, don't be influenced by him, so as not to avoid this guy's words."

"I understand," Chen Yuan responded casually.

The two chatted for a few more words and watched the next duel together.

One by one, one "inheritor" came on stage one after another and fought against each other in the arena.

The tragic scenes followed by scenes, and even a "old man" like Shen Tu Fei could not stand it.

In contrast, Chen Yuan's psychological tolerance is quite acceptable.

A few months ago, he had witnessed the cruel gambling battle in the underground boxing ring in "Heimu Town". Later, he witnessed the "killing scenes" such as monster beasts, blood bat caves, and had a certain ability to resist the bloody scenes.

Take a step back.

The selection of "inheritors" has just begun, and I don't know how cruel the challenge will be faced in the future. If you can't even get through the "primary election", you won't have to participate in the subsequent selection.

Time passes by minute by minute.

In a trance, the "primary election" has reached the penultimate round.

At this time, only five or six people were still standing on the sidelines.

The other ten people were either dead or seriously injured in the war and were receiving treatment, which shows how tragic the situation was.

The members of the "Shadow" organization responsible for hosting the duel are commonplace.

He walked up to the platform with a look of indifference and shouted: "The eleventh duel will be held below, with the West China "Qiuhuer" against South China "Chen Yuan"!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked off the platform.

Chen Yuan left Shen Tu Fei temporarily and dragged the Wind Demon Stick to the platform.

Everyone in the audience also focused their attention on him.

After a morning of bloody battle, the steps leading to the high platform were already covered with sticky plasma.

Every time Chen Yuan walked forward, his steps became heavier.

When he walked to the center of the platform, his soles were covered in blood.

When I turned around, I saw a figure wearing white cloaked clothes on all sides, climbing up the platform like a beast, grinning at me, with human blood in my eyes.

Under the platform, a bandaged man with scarred men saw the two of them appearing on the stage, and immediately showed a ferocious smile on his face and shouted: "Hahaha, Qiu Hu'er, take the boy opposite him out of his body!"

"This kid can beat Liu Baihe, so he will naturally have two tricks under his command. Why do you determine that he will lose?" A fat man with round face chuckled.

"You know what's the matter," said a charming woman in the back row disdainfully. "If Liu Baihe faces the upper Qiu Hu'er, she probably won't be able to hold on for even ten rounds. This kid just cuts Liu Baihe's hair a few squalls. What's there to be commendable?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Gongsun Yu, who was standing beside her, slowly turned her head and said with a calm expression, "These two have their own merits. It is still hard to say who will lose and who will win now. Let's wait and see."

When he heard Gongsun Yu's words, the scared man and the charming woman both showed disdain on their faces.

Gongsun Yu didn't care either, and smiled coldly, turned to look at the stage.

When Shen Tu Fei heard everyone's discussion, he couldn't help but feel a little worried about Chen Yuan.

He is the author of the "Yellow Book". When it comes to his understanding of these "inheritors", no one among the hundreds of people can match him.

Although Shen Tu Fei was very confident in Chen Yuan's skills, he was worried that he would not have the experience of dealing with hidden weapons.

Qiu Hu'er is good at skill and has the best hidden weapon skills in the audience. If Chen Yuan is injured under his hidden weapon, he will definitely fall into a passive position. This is obviously not the result that Shen Tu Fei hopes to see.

I felt anxious and started to mutter "Heaven and the earth" again.

On the high platform.

Qiu Hu'er stared at Chen Yuan with bloody eyes and sneered: "How is it? I gave you so long. Have you thought of your last words?"

Chen Yuan carried the Feng Demon Stick on his shoulder and said lightly: "I didn't think of the last words, but there is a piece of advice."

"Advice?" Qiu Hu'er raised an eyebrow and looked quite strange.

"Just a few words," Chen Yuan sighed and said with a sarcastic look: "Treat early if you are sick, and die less if you are sick."

Although Qiu Hu'er was not very conscious, she immediately heard the sarcastic meaning in the other party's words and said with a grim smile, "You boy is quite brave, it's really a pity to die."

Speaking of this, he stretched out his blood-red tongue, licked it around his lips, and said sinisterly, "Well, as long as you can catch the hidden weapon I sent, I will surrender and lead my neck to death. If you can't... then you will offend me. I will definitely make hundreds of transparent holes on you."

Mr. Hong also said similar words to Chen Yuan, but the tone, scene and meaning of his speech are different.

Chen Yuan thought about his old friend and smiled and said with a sigh: "A word is certain. If I can't catch your hidden weapon, it means that I am not good at learning skills and should die."

"Okay..." Qiu Hu'er didn't say much.

The lower limbs were half-squatted, the spine was bent like a bowstring, one hand was hanging in front of him, the other hand stretched back, and instantly pulled out a broken blade about two feet long, pointed forward, and said with a ferocious face, "Boy, look at the move!"

As he said that, his feet kicked on the ground, and his thigh muscles instantly tense, driving his thin body and flew towards the direction where Chen Yuan was. At the same time, he raised the broken blade in his hand high and slashed towards Chen Yuan's forehead. "The third style of the Five Tigers Broken Gate Knife... Tiger Roars in the Mountains!"

Chen Yuan swung his long stick forward, and a "clang" sounded and opened the broken blade.

I looked at the other party's posture carefully and sneered, "I dare to show off a broken "Five Tigers Broken Door Knife". Today I will use the "Dog Beat Stick" to meet you, a crazy fox!"
Chapter completed!