Arthur exclaimed, covered his mouth and ran back to Du Chen, holding the iron railing and retching. "It's so cruel!"

"What's wrong?" Du Chen also walked towards the door.

"Francis!" Arthur reached out and grabbed him, covered his chest and gasped for a few heavy breaths, and reminded him: "Be careful, it's bloody outside."

"It's okay, I've seen a lot of bloody scenes!" Du Chen opened a gap in the door, and only took a look, he was creepy.

Outside the door is a redwood corridor that is very common on the boat, but dead bodies are hung on the walls on both sides of the corridor! These bodies are nailed to the walls by the long drum nails used by the boat, and they are all peeled.

Their way of dying was the same as Fries - skinning and hiding clothes!

Damn, my guardian fighting god has come!

Du Chen quickly thought that when he fought with the Thorn Beast, the skinned fighting god did not appear, and when he was caught, the skinned fighting god did not appear, which means that the guardian fighting god discovered that he was chasing after he disappeared, and then washed away the killer on the ship.

No matter what, after the skinned fight, I will definitely be in no danger.

Du Chen breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Arthur behind began to vomit. He turned around and knocked Arthur on the back, and then said, "Everyone outside is dead. Stay here for a rest. I'll go out and take a look."

"Well, be careful, uit~"

Arthur had never seen such a bloody scene. He vomited so much that his internal organs were like a tumultuous river. He nodded and could no longer speak.

Du Chen walked out of the wooden house slowly and glanced at it. There were at least a dozen corpses in the corridor. The ones near were intact, while the ones in the distance were... melting!

Tick! Tick!

The body turned into sewage and fell on the ground, making a dull ticking sound.

"Damn it, destroy the corpse!" Du Chen accelerated his pace and ran out of the corridor. When he came to the deck, he saw that there were more than a dozen beaches of sewage on the dark green deck, but there was no body - they had all melted.

The whistling sea breeze blew, and Du Chen turned his head and looked around. The boat he was on was anchored in a reef not far from the coast of Doushen Island, and it was quiet everywhere, with no one.

Du Chen walked around the deck and saw that the life-saving sampan was still hanging on the side of the boat, so he walked over and reached his hand to his pocket to get the small blade inside. But as soon as his hand reached in, he found a strip of cloth tied on it.

I took out the cloth strip and looked at it. There was a line of small words written in blood on it, which was a common term for Einstein.

"The killer who has seen you has been dealt with, I immediately distanced himself from that kid. He has too many troubles. If you are with him, I may not be able to protect you!" Du Chen turned the cloth strip and continued to write: "I originally wanted you to be an ordinary person for the rest of your life, but I didn't expect you to become a god-given water body! Continue your path to fighting the gods, and I will come to you in a while!"

Du Chen looked over and over again several times, and the handwriting on it was exactly the same as the letter sign I gave him the necklace last time. There was no doubt that this was left by the skinned fighting god.

"Arthur, the person who chased you actually made my guardian fighter a headache. It seems that you are in a lot of trouble!" Du Chen destroyed the note and cut the lock rope of the sampan with a blade. He shouted: "Arthur, come out, everyone outside is dead."

Arthur ran out with a pale face, "Francis, the bodies in the corridor have melted."

"Well, I saw it!" Du Chen jumped to the sampan first and greeted: "Go away!"

Arthur followed and jumped onto the sampan and asked in confusion: "Who saved us? Francis, do you know?"

Du Chen shrugged, "I'm sorry, I'm just about to ask you this question." As he said that, he handed Arthur a oar and the two of them rowed towards the shore.

While rowing, Du Chen thought that the skinned God of Fighting was right. Arthur had too many troubles. He met him by chance, so there was no need to be unlucky with him. It would be better to find a way to separate him from him.

As he was thinking, Arthur said, "Francis, I think it must be the one sent by my grandfather to secretly protect me. Alas, this time I have implicated you. Fortunately, all the killers on the ship have died. I think it is better for us to separate!" As he said, he looked at Du Chen apologetically and explained, "Please don't get me wrong. I don't want to be friends with you, but... I have too many troubles around me, and I'm afraid I will implicate you again."

This kid is smart enough, and he said what he wanted to say first. Du Chen smiled and said, "I understand, then, we will separate immediately after we get ashore. Anyway, seeing that my killer is dead, as long as I don't stay with you, I will not encounter danger. But you should be more careful!"

"Thank you, after I get ashore, I will go to my guardian fighting god. I want to apologize to him." Arthur thanked Du Chen for his concern and said, "After all my troubles are resolved, are we still friends?"

"Haha, of course!" Du Chen stretched out his hand.

...

When they returned to the shore, the two immediately separated, and Arthur went to find his guardian fighting god. Du Chen was surprised to find that the running events in the intensive training were still continuing. Looking at the sky, it was midnight, and there were still many weak-body demon fighters running desperately.

In this way, it only took a few hours from being caught to escaping.

The skinned God of Fighting is fast enough.

Du Chen pretended to be nothing and ran away again. When he finally took stock of his grades, he was still in the middle of the three thousand freshmen.

When the sun rose, Du Chen and most of the candidates were concentrated in the Battle God Square where they set off, but most of the students were too tired to stand up. The black-faced devil Ricardo stood on the platform and shouted: "Very good, you are all good! However, there are still 327 people who did not run ten laps before sunrise, and their scores were zero!!"

"Damn, this training is really inhumane!" Steve leaned against Du Chen, slumped on the ground and kept gasping, "No wonder he is called the Black-faced Devil!"

"Forget it, brother, there is only one month left!" Du Chen said with a smile.

Ricardo shouted again: "I heard someone call me a black-faced devil, okay, I like this title! Now, I let you hear what the real black-faced devil is!" He twisted his black face and smiled grimly, "The second training begins! In the three days from now, you will stay in this square, only drink water and not eat! Whoever dares to use fighting spirit to resist hunger will be fired immediately!"

"The God of Fighting is above!" The students wailed.

"Whoever wants to scream, just yell loudly. In three days, you will lose the strength to shout!" Ricardo's academic affairsman laughed a few times, and then called on someone to block the square.

"Hehe!" Steve pulled Du Chen and whispered: "Thanks to your news, there is jerky in my boots... Huh? Dear brother, there is a beauty looking for you, I won't bother you now!" He turned around and avoided.
Chapter completed!