I am the Snake Taoist

The young cultivator standing before him had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, possessing a naturally melancholic aura—a sorrowful young man.

Qin Qiu curiously sized up his opponent.

"I know you're arrogant, and you have the strength to be arrogant, but I'm not necessarily that much worse."

The handsome cultivator stared directly at Qin Qiu, his deep, starry eyes filled with melancholy.

"My name is Tuoba Hong; I hope you can remember me."

Qin Qiu nodded slowly, "If you can defeat me, I will naturally remember you."

These words, coupled with Qin Qiu's warm smile, made him seem nonchalant.

Qin Qiu's dueling arena today had significantly more spectators than the others, all glaring at Qin Qiu with gritted teeth.

Clearly, Qin Qiu's performance yesterday was quite effective; everyone was annoyed by Qin Qiu's pretentious behavior.

Not only the audience below the stage, but even the high-level figures from the major sects on the platform were paying attention to Qin Qiu.

However, their focus was different from that of the audience below.

They wanted to see what other techniques the Witch Vein art possessed, as there was only one Witch Vein successor per generation.

The previous generation was second in the world, which they had no chance to witness. Surely, this generation's little guy wouldn't prevent them from watching the spectacle.

Tuoba Hong attacked Qin Qiu, clearly not planning to treat Qin Qiu as an opponent of the same level.

He immediately took the initiative.

Like Dai Zong of the Corpse Sect, Tuoba Hong clearly had all his cultivation in his hands, his hands forming claws, launching a fierce assault on Qin Qiu.

The audience below the stage was thrilled, shouting, "Go, Tuoba Hong, beat him to death..."

"Good claws, keep hitting him like that!"

"Tuoba Hong is so handsome; I want to have your babies!"

"Wait, bro, how can you have babies if you're a guy?"

"Never mind that; I'll use my sect's secret technique to make it happen!"

The sight made Qin Qiu shiver; he didn't expect Tuoba Hong to have a fan base. Wouldn't beating him up even more increase his fame?

"Snake Daoist, I know your movement techniques are excellent; how about testing your palm techniques with me?"

Tuoba Hong stood in place, not afraid of Qin Qiu's sudden attack, just looking at Qin Qiu.

"Don't bully the disabled, okay? I only have one hand... what palm techniques can I compare with you."

Qin Qiu said somewhat helplessly.

"It doesn't matter; I believe you will compete with me in palm techniques."

Tuoba Hong wasn't annoyed and gave Qin Qiu a melancholic smile.

"Ahhh, Tuoba Hong is so handsome, so lovable..."

"Hong Hong smiled! I love it so much..."

"Hong Hong, Mommy loves you!"

Qin Qiu's mouth twitched slightly, "Bro, do you know you've gained a mom?"

These fan circle followers were too enthusiastic, making Qin Qiu unsure how to mock the other side.

He was afraid his fans would tear him apart.

Tuoba Hong waved to the audience below, and the fans stopped their noise in perfect unison as if receiving an order from their leader.

"Splat."

A piece of flesh fell to the ground, still wriggling slightly.

As the sound of falling increased, the flesh around Tuoba Hong's feet piled up into two small heaps.

Blood formed two pools around his feet, covering half of the arena.

"Please enlighten me, Snake Daoist."

"It's him! This kid hasn't gone extinct yet!"

Black Dragon exclaimed in Qin Qiu's mind.

"Uncle Dragon, do you know him?"

Qin Qiu couldn't help but be curious; from Black Dragon's words, he clearly recognized the methods Tuoba Hong was using.

Qin Qiu carefully examined him and saw that Tuoba Hong's hands had no flesh, turning into two bone hands.

These bone hands were as white as jade, with tiny runes engraved on them, constantly emitting a faint golden light.

A melancholic, handsome man with a pair of bone hands looked strange no matter how you looked at it.

"This divine power is called the Myriad Skill Hand; its uses are extraordinary, and all major forces coveted it back then."

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a cultivator named the Heart-Stealing Great Sage; this person had two major hobbies in life: beauties and wealth."

"So, this person often robbed the rich to help the poor and seduced female disciples from various forces."

"This Myriad Skill Hand is the Heart-Stealing Great Sage's signature divine power, but it is also matched with a movement technique divine power."

"Back then, the Heart-Stealing Great Sage relied on these two divine powers to escape the encirclement of countless experts and disappeared without a trace."

"I didn't expect his successor to appear here; various geniuses are like carps crossing the river. It seems the world will be in chaos again."

Qin Qiu didn't respond, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have time.

Tuoba Hong's attack was already close.

A pair of bone claws grabbed toward Qin Qiu's shoulders.

Qin Qiu wanted to retreat, but he found that the bone claws seemed to be able to extend infinitely, always following Qin Qiu's steps.

Helpless, Qin Qiu had to condense black energy around his hand to meet it with a palm.

"See, I told you you would compete with me in palm techniques."

Tuoba Hong stood in place, holding a Fiend Crystal in his bone palm.

Qin Qiu felt his storage treasure and found that one of his one hundred and thirty-three Fiend Crystals was missing.

He was immediately amazed.

"Kid, I'm watching out; this Myriad Skill Hand takes its name from the art of 'empty-handed thievery'."

"It can take away items on your body through contact, but it has randomness."

Black Dragon kept reminding Qin Qiu, popularizing relevant knowledge for Qin Qiu.

It only triggers through contact, so that's easy to handle.

Qin Qiu mobilized the black energy on his body and gathered it in front of him: "As long as there is no direct contact, it's fine, right?"

Tuoba Hong's expression changed slightly; he didn't expect Qin Qiu to react so quickly to the limitations of his divine power.

Qin Qiu moved forward, and although he only had one palm, he struck Tuoba Hong so hard that he couldn't parry.

Each strike was powerful and suppressed Tuoba Hong's pair of bone claws, causing them to creak.

Just as the two were fighting, Tuoba Hong's right hand suddenly disappeared, his arm maintaining a forward-stretching posture.

It seemed as if he was touching something.

Qin Qiu's expression changed slightly, and a black aura moved behind him, blocking a bone hand that protruded from the void behind him.

"It actually has this ability? It's truly eye-opening, unpredictable."

This Myriad Skill Hand could actually pass through the void to hit him; it certainly lived up to its reputation.

At the same time, Qin Qiu separated a portion of black energy to block the other bone hand that Tuoba Hong was striking from the front.

The two distanced themselves, looking at each other, with some admiration in their eyes.

Tuoba Hong had the strength of the peak of the Three Fiends Life Realm, but with the weirdness of his methods, he actually made Qin Qiu think he was difficult to deal with.

And Qin Qiu, as Tuoba Hong's opponent, had combat experience and reaction speed far beyond his age, completely conquering Tuoba Hong.

"I can't use this void-crossing method many times, don't worry."

"If I weren't unfamiliar with the Void Resonance Step, you wouldn't be able to resist so easily."

Tuoba Hong muttered a few words stubbornly.

The fans in the audience also supported Tuoba Hong very cooperatively.

"Our Hong Hong is the best!"

"Hong Hong, it's okay; we all support you..."