"Fighting?" said from the bottom of his heart, Qi Lan didn't want to fight with others at all, let alone fight to the death, but he couldn't help him, this assessment was either you die or I died, and the only way to blame was the guard camp and the killer camp behind it.

Qi Lan found Xi An and asked about the situation.

"All the assessments are killings?"

Xi An's rare silence can be regarded as acquiescence.

"That's going to kill a lot of people every time. Qi Lan sighed.

Xi An said: "It's true, no one on the losing side has seen them again. ”

Since things can't be avoided, Qi Lan has to think about himself.

"How do you choose your opponents, is it set by yourself or arranged?" he asked.

"If both sides agree, they can catch and fight. It's usually the old man of the guard camp who draws up the list, anyway, it doesn't matter to me, whoever is the opponent can be the opponent. ”

Listening to Xi An's tone as if he didn't care, Qi Lan couldn't help but think highly of him.

He asked again, "How many assessments can you get out of the detention camp?"

"I don't know, some people go out after three consecutive wins, and some people don't use winning more. Speaking of this, Xi An's tone was a little lonely.

"How many games have you won?" Qi Lan asked.

Xi An spread out his hands.

"Ten?"

Xi An nodded.

"Shhh

"Is it that hard?"

"Not really, maybe I'm an exception. Xi An smiled self-deprecatingly.

"What are you good at fighting?" Qi Lan asked him.

Xi An frowned, but still said: "Don't ask others this question, others won't be happy to answer, after all, it's about the duel." As for me, haha, I'm good at chanting. It's good that you know. ”

Another spell expert, Qi Lan thought to herself, but she was not left behind.

Soon the old man who guarded the gate came to call for someone, and everything seemed to be normal, and the wind blew through the guard camp, and the depression was silent, and everyone was waiting in front of the camp gate to call.

It seemed that there was no pressure, but Qi Lan really felt a lot of pressure, and he believed that the same was true for others. Even Xi An, a veteran who had gone through ten battles, was sweating when he stood.

Another couple was called away, and when they returned, only one remained.

The Bailai people did not say anything, they all knew their fate today, and only half of them survived.

Qi Lan somewhat understood how the dead silence atmosphere in the guard camp had formed. In this lonely place, without friends, all people face terrible battles, trembling to get through every day, getting out alive is a kind of expectation, but also a kind of pressure, that kind of pressure can overwhelm people, live like years, always in torment.

Qi Lan, who was waiting anxiously, suddenly saw the eyes of the young man with the stake last time, and Qi Lan turned his head and ignored it.

He knew what the other party meant, and wanted to duel with him. Qi Lan didn't want to take risks, and would rather fight with the others.

The battle lasted for three days, during which Xi An and the stake man returned victorious, and it was not until the last moment of the last day that the old janitor Qi Lan and the last remaining man called out.

After waiting for so long, it was finally his turn, Qi Lan put aside all thoughts and concentrated on the battle in front of him.

Near the entrance when he came, Qi Lan caught a glimpse of the open and unguarded road, and his heart was hot, but he suppressed the urge to jump out in time, he knew that someone must be watching, and he also knew that other people came here with the same desire for the outside world as himself, so he would focus more on winning the battle.

Various weapons are placed along the surrounding rock walls.

"Pick what you need. The old janitor commanded.

Qi Lan didn't pick out a weapon, but the other party picked a notched knife and a shield.

"Alright, here it is, you guys get started. Without saying any nonsense, the old man directly asked Qi Lan and the other person to start a battle.

The other party was a tall man, but his eyes were as sharp as those of an eagle falcon, and his face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

He saw that Qi Lan was just a child about ten years old, his lips were slightly upturned, and he smiled darkly and struck first.

Qi Lan planned to use spells and rely on fists to settle the battle. Because from what happened to Xi An, he guessed that people who are good at spells may not be easy to be selected as killers.

Qi Lan's analysis is related to the performance during the battle, and the more in line with the nature of the killer during the battle, the easier it is to be favored by the elderly.

The blade slashed, it seemed ferocious, and in Qi Lan's eyes, the opponent's movements were full of flaws, and he shook slightly, dodging the imminent attack, and punched the opponent's wrist.

The other party retreated in pain, but Qi Lan did not pursue. The man re-examined Qi Lan, not believing that he would lose to a child.

"It must be luck!" he thought to himself.

Stepping forward with the knife again, he added two more points of strength.

Qi Lan sneered in his heart and kicked him in the air, forcing the man to retreat again.

"Impossible!" roared the Shadowy Man, exerting all the strength of his body, and as he lunged forward, he slammed his shield into it, and then swung his sword at it.

In his expectation, Qi Lan should be knocked unconscious or knocked to the ground by the shield first, and then let himself be ravaged.

The moment the shield hit Qi Lan, the man was obscured by the shield.

In the eyes of the old janitor, Qi Lan jumped high and dodged the shield attack. The man threw a blow into the air and leaned forward.

Qi Lan hit the top of the man's head with one kick, then turned around and kicked the other man in the back of the head.

The man was attacked one after another, and fell forward, splashing a cloud of dust.

By this time, the man had fainted. The old man said, "All right, take it away." He waved his hand, and two men in white took the man away, and Qi Lan won the battle.

"Not bad. The old man said, "But the shot is too soft." ”

Qi Lan didn't respond to him, the old man wanted him to be more fierce, but he couldn't. The man and himself were forced to fight helplessly, they were both poor people, how could he be ruthless?

If he wasn't too weak, he would have wanted to overturn the guard camp and ask the culprit behind the scenes.

After the battle was settled, Qi Lan returned to the camp to rest.

A new batch of people were sent over one after another, and Qi Lan is now considered an "old man" who has fought once. He is not like other old people who are indifferent to newcomers, as long as someone asks him questions, he is willing to answer, or chat with him, he does not refuse, and soon mixed up the reputation of "good person" among newcomers.

Although Xi An did not refuse to solve his doubts, because his mouth was too smelly, many people preferred Qi Lan more.