Who lost this loyal dog?

On the day of the decisive victory, there was only one ring left on the field. Early in the morning, the school field was already crowded with people, all looking forward to it, waiting for the good show to start.

Zhang Ze nodded to Tianyi and the others, stepping on the lightness kung fu and crossing the crowd around the ring, he took a breath and landed firmly on the stage.

Almost at the same time, another person flew up, landed on the opposite side of him, cupped his hands and said: "Xiaoyao Pai Yu Changfeng, learn from Zhang Shaoxia's brilliant moves."

I saw the man wearing a blue coat, wearing black road boots, a wooden hairpin on his head to tie up all his hair, and holding a shining long sword in his hand. The simple movements made by him made people feel inexplicably comfortable.

Zhang Ze didn't dare to take it too seriously, and replied: "Please enlighten me."

He learned from Bi Yan yesterday that this Yu Changfeng is a major disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. Long wind.

At the beginning of the competition, Zhang Ze embraced Yuan Shouyi, eliminated distracting thoughts, circulated his internal energy, stuck to his body, and carefully and carefully looked for the opponent's shortcomings.

However, Yu Changfeng gave him a very strange feeling. He was clearly on the ring, but he was like a moon in the water, a flower in a mirror, hazy, he could see but couldn't feel it, and he couldn't find a place to attack.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.In the eyes of others, the two of them stood still, not knowing what they were doing, and some impatiently mumbling, were they going to stand until dark.

Yu Changfeng was also startled at this time. From his perception, Zhang Shaoxia's aura was calm, smooth and harmonious, without any flaws.

This person is a strong enemy!

This person is not easy to mess with!

The two thought in unison.

If so, let's try it out first.

Why don't you try it first and see if there is a chance.

With a flash of thought, Zhang Ze and Yu Changfeng raised their hands at the same time, as if they had a sympathy, and pointed their swords at the opponent's life gate while trembling slightly.

Ping-pong-pong went through more than a dozen moves, seeing the long sword being restrained, the eyes of the two moved slightly, the other hand was free to move back and forth, the small catch and the small parry were back and forth, and the offense and defense were switched in the blink of an eye Five or six times, they found that no one could do anything to the other, and they fought each other tacitly, and each took two steps back, and fell into a stalemate again.

"it is good!"

The field was quiet for a long time before there were sparse applause, some who could understand but could not understand, everyone flushed with excitement, staring with wide eyes and holding their breath, for fear of missing the wonderful moment by blinking too much.

The elders of the various factions watching the battle also watched it seriously, nodding from time to time.

The two just adjusted their breath temporarily, and fought together again in the blink of an eye.

Yu Changfeng is like a cloud drifting by the wind in the sky, disappearing without a trace, and it is hard to find the trace, which brings great pressure that Zhang Ze has never had before.

Not enough, not enough, more flexible, more precise and faster.

Under the heavy pressure, Zhang Ze was forced to become more focused, more focused, forget everything, even himself, and focus on catching any movement of the opponent and making the fastest response in the shortest time.

With no distracting thoughts in his mind, his sword speed became faster and faster, and his sword moves became more and more handy. He gradually became a bit like when he first fought against Tianyi, which made Yu Changfeng miserable.

His swordsmanship is dexterous, complicated and changeable, making it difficult to tell whether it is true or not.

But facing Zhang Ze, he only felt that he had bumped into a solid iron wall, and no matter what kind of tricks he used, he couldn't have any impact, on the contrary, he himself was oppressed so hard to move.

When they meet opponents, both of them play more and more and have more fun, they have long forgotten about martial arts, and just use all they have learned in their lives, just to climb the peak that the opponent stands in front of.

Standing under the stage, Gu Qingfeng felt that his eyes were full of sword lights, and the two people who were competing were moving as fast as lightning, drawing afterimages on the stage, and it was impossible to see what was going on.

He sighed and asked: "Brother Zhang's martial arts, have you improved?"

Qingying and Tianyi nodded at the same time, Tianyi added: "Yu Changfeng is extremely powerful, the current master can beat one and a half moves, but it will take a lot of effort to win."

After a few breaths, there was a cry of exclamation from the crowd, and the two people who had been fighting inextricably separated from each other on both sides of the ring again, with blood on their swords.

Tianyi's pupils suddenly tightened.

Zhang Ze's mind was still stuck in the thrilling fight just now, unable to recover for a long time, until the warm liquid flowed down his arm, and he lowered his head numbly, only then did he realize that he was injured.

Slowly, his mind slowly remembered that just at the last moment, Yu Changfeng suddenly gave up his defense and attacked with all his strength. He didn't check for a while, and a cut was cut on his arm.

But the other party failed to take advantage of it. He remembered that Hong Ying had stabbed Yu Changfeng's shoulder at that time. Zhang Ze raised his head to look at the opposite side, and sure enough, he found a dark bloodstain on the Taoist robe on the man's shoulder.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, Yu Changfeng touched a few acupuncture points on his shoulders to slow down the blood loss, held his sword upside down, bowed and said, "Young man Zhang is very skilled in martial arts, I admit defeat."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Li Chengru, who was watching the martial arts on the high platform, bowed slightly and bowed his hands, then left.

It's just a competition, there is no need to fight life and death, since the chess is one move short, it's okay to admit defeat.

"The winner, Zhang Ze and Zhang Shaoxia!"

Changge's disciple loudly announced the result of the competition, and Zhang Ze thought in a daze that he really won.

After a long period of high concentration, the tight string in his heart suddenly relaxed, and he suddenly felt snowflakes flickering in front of his eyes, tinnitus in his ears, exhaustion all over his body, and burning pain in the injured shoulder, which was extremely uncomfortable. His body shook involuntarily, making his vision blurred and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Just when he was reeling and about to fall, a warm hand wrapped around his waist, supporting his whole body again.

"Heaven... Tianyi?" Sensing the familiar breath, Zhang Zeqiang cheered up.

"Master, it's me."

Tianyi responded in a low voice, firmly supporting the master, tapped a few acupuncture points to stop the blood from the wound, took out the clean bandage that he carried with him, and neatly bandaged the wound three or two times: "The conditions are poor, please master for a while. to beat."

Zhang Ze struggled for a while, but found that he really had no strength to stand up, so he simply gave up, half leaning on Tian Yi, trying to support his heavy eyelids, frowning and enduring the burning pain in the wound.

The competition officially ended. Xie Shengning stood up and presided over the overall situation: "The winner of this juvenile martial arts competition is Zhang Ze Shaoxia. Tomorrow, the Changge faction will hold a closing ceremony, and I hope you will show your face. Let's leave today Alright."

He saw that Zhang Ze's condition was really not good, and he said with concern: "Zhang Shaoxia's mental strength is exhausted, so he should rest earlier."

Zhang Ze reluctantly thanked: "Thank you...thank you senior for your care."

The wound was not very involved in the action, and there was another sharp pain.

Xie Shengning nodded and watched them leave.

The event ended and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Gu Qingfeng walked against the current, and asked in a low voice as he walked, "Qingying, are everything ready?"

Qingying replied: "Master, everything has been arranged, and you can leave at any time."

"A gift for Brother Zhang?" Gu Qingfeng asked again.

"Already ready."

"That's good."

Gu Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction, with a smile on his face, he walked quickly to meet Zhang Ze: "Brother Zhang, congratulations, congratulations!"

Seeing that Zhang Zeqiang was struggling to get up, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Brother Zhang has worked hard and needs a good rest, so I won't bother you. If there is anything, we will talk about it tomorrow."

Zhang Zezheng felt physically and mentally exhausted, and Gu Qingfeng's words were like rain after a long drought. He accepted Gu Qingfeng's kindness and left with Tianyi's support.

The road from the school grounds to the residence seems to be endless.

I don't know how long he walked, but when he couldn't help but was about to fall asleep, the small courtyard was finally in sight.

Moving to the door with difficulty, Zhang Ze breathed a sigh of relief seeing that he would be able to rest soon, stretched out his hand to push the door open, and just stepped into the threshold with one foot.

Sudden--

"Master beware!"

Accompanied by Tianyi's eager low shout, Zhang Ze's eyes spun for a while, his body was thrown out by a force, and he fell to the ground, his internal organs shook violently, the wound was affected, blood flowed continuously, and the bandage was stained red and white.

His eyes suddenly went dark, and it took him a long time to recover.

Before fully recovering his sight, Zhang Ze hurriedly looked in Tianyi's direction.

The wooden door had been completely pushed open, and the furnishings in the house were clearly visible. Tian Yi knelt down two or three steps away from the house, supported his body with his arms, struggled several times, and finally fell to the ground.

Only then did he realize that Tianyi's eyes were closed tightly, his lips were bruised, his face was covered with black air, dark red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his tightly closed mouth, and his uncontrollable twitching was actually a sign of poisoning.

Even if his life is hanging by a thread, Tian Yi doesn't take himself seriously at all, and just reminds him in a low voice: "Don't, don't come here...Master cough cough"

He was choked by the blood rushing into his throat and coughed again and again, but he uttered intermittently, refusing to stop: "Don't come here...the house...is poisonous, master don't come here..."

"God B, God B—"

How could Zhang Ze let Tianyi do nothing, he didn't know where the strength came from, he got up from the ground with all his hands and feet, and with all his might, he picked up Tianyi as fast as he could and rushed out of the range of the door. The breath stagnates in the body, the meridian is lost, a mouthful of blood is spurted from the side of the head, the whole body loses strength, and barely protects Tianyi and falls to the ground.

This poison is so domineering, he was hurt to such an extent after only a little bit, Tian Yi stayed in the poisonous place for four or five breaths!

Zhang Ze's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes were red, he didn't care about the blood on his shirt, and hurriedly wiped the blood from Tianyi's mouth with his sleeve: "Tianyi, hold on, don't scare me, Tianyi, Tianyi ..."

It didn't work, no matter how much I rubbed it, the blood would still come out.

Seeing that Tianyi's complexion became more and more ugly, and his breathing gradually weakened, Zhang Ze's hands were covered with Tianyi's blood, looking at the empty courtyard, full of sadness, he shouted in despair: "Come on, come on..."