Arthur exclaimed and ran back to Du Chen, covering his mouth as he retched and leaned against the iron railing. "It's too cruel!"

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

"Francis!" Arthur reached out and grabbed him, gasping for breath as he clutched his chest, urging, "Be careful, it's very bloody outside."

"It's okay, I've seen plenty of bloody scenes before!" Du Chen opened the door slightly and took a quick glance, feeling a chill up his spine.

Outside the door was a redwood corridor commonly seen on ships, but the walls on both sides were adorned with corpses! These bodies were pierced and nailed to the walls with long drum nails used for sailing, and they had all been skinned.

Their cause of death was the same as Fries-they were all skinned!

Damn it, his guardian fighter god had come!

Du Chen quickly realized that the skinning fighter god did not appear when he fought the thorn beast, nor when he was captured. That meant the guardian fighter god had chased after him after he went missing and then slaughtered the killers on this ship.

Regardless, now that the skinning fighter god had taken action, he was certainly no longer in danger.

Du Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Just then, Arthur behind him started vomiting. He turned around and patted Arthur's back, then said, "Everyone outside is already dead, rest here for a bit. I'll go out and take a look."

"Okay, be careful, urgh~"

Arthur had never seen such a bloody scene before. He vomited uncontrollably, unable to say anything else but nod.

Du Chen stepped out of the small wooden house with a leisurely pace, taking a sweep of the area. There were at least a dozen bodies in the corridor, some nearby still relatively intact, while those in the distance were...melting!

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

The bodies turned into sewage and fell to the ground, emitting a dull dripping sound.

"Damn it, disposing of the bodies!" Du Chen quickened his pace and ran out of the corridor. When he reached the deck, he found that there were more than a dozen puddles of sewage on the dark blue deck, but there were no bodies - they had all melted.

The sea breeze blew, and Du Chen looked around. The ship he was on was anchored among rocks not far from the coast of the Fighter God Island. It was quiet all around, not a single person in sight.

Du Chen walked around the deck and saw that the lifeboats were still hanging on the ship's side. He walked towards them and reached into his pocket to take out the small knife blade he kept inside. However, as soon as his hand went in, he felt a piece of cloth tied to it.

He took out the cloth and saw a line of small words written in blood, in the commonly used language of Einstein Continent.

"I've taken care of the killers who came after you. Immediately sever ties with that kid; he has too many troubles. If you stay with him, I may not be able to protect you either!" Du Chen flipped the cloth over, and it continued, "I had intended for you to live an ordinary life, but I didn't expect you to become a Water element Gifted. Continue your path as a Fighter God; I will come find you in due time!"

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Du Chen repeatedly read the cloth a few times. The handwriting was exactly the same as the letter that came with the necklace they sent him last time. There was no doubt that it was left by the skinning deity.

"Arthur, the person who's after you even gives my guardian Fighter God a headache. It seems that you're in quite a trouble!" After destroying the cloth, Du Chen cut the lock rope of the lifeboat with the blade. He called out loudly, "Arthur, come out, everyone outside is dead."

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

"Yeah, I saw!" Du Chen jumped onto the lifeboat first and said, "Hurry up!"

Arthur followed and jumped onto the lifeboat, asking in confusion, "Who saved us in the end? Francis, do you know?"

Du Chen shrugged. "Unfortunately, I was just about to ask you the same question." He handed Arthur an oar and they rowed towards the shore.

While rowing, Du Chen thought that the skinning fighter god was right. Arthur had too many troubles, and there was no need for him to be unlucky with him. He needed to find a way to sever their relationship.

Just as he was thinking, Arthur said, "Francis, I think it must have been someone my grandfather sent to secretly protect me. Ah, this time I've caused trouble for you. Fortunately, all the killers on the ship are already dead. I think it's better for us to separate!"

Apologizing, he looked at Du Chen, explaining, "Please don't misunderstand, I don't mean that I don't want to be friends with you. It's just... I have too many troubles around me, and I'm afraid I'll only cause trouble for you again."

This kid is clever. He said what I wanted to say before I could say it. Du Chen smiled and said, "I understand. After we land, we'll separate immediately. As long as I'm not with you, I won't encounter danger since the killers who were after me are all dead. But you still have to be careful!"

"Thank you. After I land, I'll go find my guardian Fighter God and apologize to him. After I resolve all my troubles, can we still be friends?" Arthur thanked Du Chen for his concern and asked.

"Heh, of course!" Du Chen reached out his hand to him.

...

After reaching the shore, the two immediately separated. Arthur went to find his guardian Fighter God, while Du Chen was surprised to find that the running portion of the intensive training was still ongoing. Looking at the sky, it was already midnight, and many weaker Mo Warriors were desperately running.

In total, it hadn't been more than a few hours since he was captured and escaped.

The skinning fighter god was fast.

Du Chen pretended to be unconcerned and started running again. When it was time to tally the scores, he surprisingly found himself in the middle among the three thousand freshmen.

As the sun rose, Du Chen and most of the candidates gathered at the Fighter God Square for the departure. However, most of the students were too exhausted to stand. Headmaster Ricardo, the grim-faced demon, stood on the podium and shouted, "Very well, you all did great! However, three hundred and twenty-seven people did not complete ten laps before sunrise, which means they received a zero for this task!"

"Damn it, this training is inhumane!" Steve leaned against Du Chen, slumped on the ground and gasped for breath. "No wonder they call him the grim-faced demon!"

"Let it go, bro. It's just the beginning, we still have a month!" Du Chen laughed.

Ricardo shouted again, "I heard someone call me the grim-faced demon. Good, I like that title! Now, let me show you what a real grim-faced demon is!" He twisted his black face into a sinister smile. "The second training begins! Starting from now, for the next three days, you will stay in this square and only drink water. Eating is forbidden! Anyone who dares to use Dou qi to resist hunger will be immediately expelled!"

"May the Fighter God be with us!" the students wailed.

"Anyone who wants to shout, go ahead and shout loudly. After three days, you won't even have the strength to shout!" Ricardo, the headmaster, laughed a few times and then signaled for the square to be sealed off.

"Hehe!" Steve tugged at Du Chen and whispered, "Thanks to your information, I have beef jerky hidden in my boots... Oh? Dear brother, a beautiful girl is looking for you. I won't disturb you!" He turned around and walked away.

Not far away, Helen, with a slightly pale complexion, approached Du Chen. "Francis, during the seventh lap, you were clearly ahead of me. How come your final score is lower than mine?"