Rumors of a Bad Queen

Shaping hidden identity II (revision)

On the other side of Huaran and Qiuxi's seat now in an area of two meters long and two meters wide it had now taken place a fight of three men and a woman, and they stood up because they fought each other for victory. In a normal fight, winning for money that gets every win is not going to be easy, moreover, in the world of cultivators especially in the black market area that everyone prefers to use blood and strength to get everything.

When looking at the fight in the middle of the area, one could not bear to say. "The woman is only a third-rate dou zhe practitioner while the other three are stronger than her, it's obvious that she will lose!"

And someone who heard it immediately chimed in. "Brother Chang, that big man will win. His cultivation was the highest among them that of an early level dou master practitioner, how emasculating!"

The man named Chang nodded enthusiastically "True brother Nuo!"

"I placed a bet on that guy!"

"What if the three of them worked together against the big man first, who was the winner?"

Everyone who accidentally heard Chang and Nuo's words became hesitant to risk their money on whom. Not a few people who still place bets for the big man even though the betting money is not too high.

The fight still looked so fierce and they attacked each other for up to ten consecutive strikes. While among them, one of the female fighters had already shown fatigue and she had fallen down once her body and strength were no longer able to withstand the attacks any longer. When the woman fell, the various wounds she had received continued to flow along her agape wound and she could only rely on her left hand to try to stand up even though her own body was enduring painful tremors.

The woman is almost at her limit. "I can't lose, I need the money.."

One of the tournament goers who placed a bet between them could not bear to instantly shout "Just give up women! You just postpone the next game, get down or die there!"

On the other side of the arena began to look a big man who managed to defeat one fighter opponent so easily and now there are still three fighters in the area, the big man has shown a smile of victory. He hit one fighter who was still standing in several strikes and he instantly defeated his opponent who had been quite injured against the woman earlier.

The big man shouted. "Next is your turn!"

When the big man shouted he also gave a few strikes whose punches were suddenly aimed at the woman, whereas his opponent could only defend by swinging his small-sized sword and he held it in his left hand while fighting a full-power spear, as he repelled the attack, as he repelled the attack, he was pushed back three steps back and he could not bear to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood from his mouth before he fell down.

When the game was announced, all spectators were still disappointed to place a small amount bet for a very clear win.

"Brother Nuo our acting was successful, reducing the winnings of the betting money." Chang said quietly and could only be heard by that man named Nuo.

"It's our brother Chang's duty to help Master Huo!"

Chang agreed with Nuo's words as they disguised themselves as spectators and took notice to raise and reduce the amount of money bet.

On the other hand, a girl in a gold mask felt a little interested in someone who used her left hand.

He frowned behind his golden mask as Qiuxi thought hard to remember the novel he was reading.

Qiuxi thought a left-handed person was extremely rare, if he did not mistakenly remember it clearly. That left-handed female should be named Mei Miyan.

Mei Miyan is in the original story, though her origins have to wrestle in the tournament arena in order to earn money but in the future, Mei Miyan will be a member of a special forces Demon Slaying Ghost army led by a Fog Mask Face, Shan Shie.

Because Mei Miyan is very capable of being a shadow army that is also good at moving very quietly when attacking anyone its target.

At the thought of it, Qiuxi as a Ghost Alchemist immediately summoned the person from the tournament representative who was standing right behind his chair and he then whispered something before giving some pills.

"Good." replied the tournament keeper.

Bai Qingyun who was sitting next to Qiuxi couldn't bear to ask. "Qiu'er, do you need anything?"

Ever since elder Huaran called him Qiu'er, Bai Qingyun's call to him had changed as well. Qiuxi shook her head and refocused on the next match.

Qiuxi then glanced at Huaran. "What old man are you planning to make me come to an event like this?"

Although without the weapons he followed Bai Qingyun and Huaran's wishes to the black market, Qiuxi could unexpectedly find a big jakepot like the talented person Mei Miyan. Although he made a profit, Qiuxi was still suspicious of Huaran's hidden intentions.

Huaran gently stroked her white beard "Hohoho? Just like you"

Elder Tao Fei of the Ziying Valley continued to watch the woman sitting not far from him, the woman wearing the golden mask and the blood-red clothes inexplicably always caught his attention. Moreover, the woman's attitude towards her made her high self-esteem as the honor of the Ziying Valley was meaningless, Tao Fei shook her head slowly before her eyes again noticed the match in front of them.

Now that the turn of the game has started, more than five matches have taken place in the usual area. Simply as the opening event provided by the tournament is a match that is prepared before the actual life betting match.

And this match, the next match is not much different from before, the person who wins it will get the money and treatment pills that have been provided by the tournament. A failed fighter cannot bring anything out, other than an unhealed wound.

At the same time a Tournament guard who had spoken to the figure of a Ghost Alchemist had now been busy looking for a left-handed woman, he said, especially a left-handed woman who had participated in the first series of matches but failed to win.

Unable to find the woman in the inner part of the tournament, then the guard looked for her outside. Precisely at the entrance gate he finally saw a person in his car was leaning against the wall while holding wounds all over his body using his hands.

The guard then passed some Pills to the woman, more precisely the pills he had received from Qiuxi earlier.

As the woman received her pills, she looked at the pills in her hand and asked. "Didn't the losers not accept the treatment pills? And I lost before."

The tournament guard nodded. "It's true, but the pills you received weren't from our tournament."

Mei Miyan frowned, she did not know how but she was in need of money especially some medicinal pills.

"That's from the Phantom Alchemist, and he said something to tell you."

The guard said as ordered by Qiuxi. "If you don't have a place to shelter and seek treatment for your sick sister, being one of her people will be the best way out for you right now."