A junior brother standing next to Yun Ying saw Yun Ying's embarrassment and immediately said:
"Senior Brother Yun, what else are we going to do?
Even if you go up there, you'll get killed! There's no point in trying this kind of bravery! Let's go back first and think about it in the long run!"
Yun Ying was a little hesitant. He was afraid that he would not be able to explain to his master when he returned.
However, he would not be willing to stay here, risk his life for the honor of the sect or be seriously injured by Zuo Zhan.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from the mountain gate behind everyone:
"You all step back first.
Heshuo, this time it’s up to you, don’t let me down!”
"Master, please rest assured that my disciple will never live up to your high expectations!"
"Well, go ahead. Don't worry, Master will never break his promise to you!"
Everyone turned around and saw that it was the hot-tempered Elder Sun who had arrived with Song Heshuo who was in retreat.
After each competition, a disciple will bring the results back and tell them to the elders of Guangde Hall.
Elder Sun was Song Heshuo's master. He probably heard that no one dared to go to Teng Huaran after his death, so he became anxious for a while.
Everyone took another look and found that Song Heshuo had not succeeded in building the foundation. It seemed that he was forcibly interrupted by Elder Sun during his retreat and called out. It was not known what benefits Elder Sun had promised him.
Not only was Song Heshuo's face not unhappy at all, he was even a little happy.
Elder Sun maintained his identity and just stood inside the gate, watching Song Heshuo walk towards the large circle drawn on the ground representing the arena. He did not follow him.
But it also has the intention of suppressing Song Heshuo.
Song Heshuo walked to Zuo Zhan's ring by himself.
Yun Ying and others quickly stepped aside to make room for Song Heshuo.
The surrounding melon-eating disciples also stepped back one after another, not only making way for Song Heshuo, but also moving one side of the field out of the way so that Elder Sun behind him could see what was going on in the field.
Some melon-eating disciples whispered:
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Song Heshuo and Song. Now Zuo Zhan is in dire straits!"
"No, I heard that Senior Brother Song is halfway through building the foundation and has been in retreat. If it weren't for Zuo Zhan challenging our True Fire Hall this time, Senior Brother Song might have successfully built the Foundation in a few days.
"
"Senior Brother Song, was his retreat interrupted because of Zuo Zhan's incident?"
"Well, someone just wanted to find Senior Brother Song, but they gave up after hearing that Senior Brother Song was in seclusion."
"This is why Elder Sun dared to interrupt Senior Brother Song's retreat. If it had been anyone else, it would have been an undying feud!
"Haha, no matter what, this Zuo Zhan is going to be in bad luck. He is not as strong as Senior Brother Song at first glance!"
"That's right, Senior Brother Song is building the foundation in half a step. If Zuo Zhan is exhausted, he is at the peak of Qi refining, right?"
"Zuo Zhan has gone too far to bully others. He has been blocking the way outside our mountain gate for two days, not allowing anyone to pass, not even the handyman disciples!"
"If you ask me, it would take an elite disciple like Senior Brother Song to come and deal with him!"
"I think Zuo Zhan should be seriously injured and thrown at the foot of the mountain so that others can take a good look at him. This is the result of provoking our True Fire Hall!"
"Well, what Junior Brother Li said makes sense, who allowed this guy to bully others?
To be honest, this kid is so arrogant, I feel uncomfortable looking at him, even if he was beaten to death by Senior Brother Song, I still think he deserves it!"
"Look, Senior Brother Song is here. Come on, Senior Brother Song!"
"Brother Song, come on, beat him up!"
"Senior Brother Song must win! Must win!"
Yun Ying and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Song Heshuo arrived just in time, and now they don't have to play.
Song Heshuo is also unambiguous, and he is full of momentum along the way!
He first smiled and waved to tell everyone to stop shouting.
Then, he walked straight to the opposite side of Zuo Zhan and announced his name.
"True Fire Hall, Song Heshuo!"
"Wanmuge, Zuo Zhan!"
Without any unnecessary nonsense, Song Heshuo quickly struck out with two palms, both of which were forcefully received by Zuo Zhan.
Song Heshuo was a little surprised, his two palms were not so easy to receive.
Then Zuo Zhan came over with a whip kick. At this moment, Song Heshuo could no longer give in and was unable to avoid it.
He had no choice but to roll on the spot in embarrassment, barely avoiding this leg.
Taking advantage of the distance between the two, Song Heshuo quickly got up and drew the spear behind him with his backhand.
The situation on the court immediately reversed. Song Heshuo attacked all the way with a gun, and made several shots in a row, which was dazzling.
Zuo Zhan was using his bare hands and was forced to take several steps back.
"good!"
"Senior Brother Song is mighty!"
"Senior Brother Song, come on and stab him to death!"
"Hey, did you just see it?
Senior Brother Song’s gun-and-flowers armbands are so beautiful!”
"What do you know?
That's called the Flower Slash, and it's Elder Li's famous stunt!"
"Elder Li?
Then how could Elder Li teach Senior Brother Song?
Senior Brother Song is not his disciple?"
"Then how do I know?
Maybe it’s because Elder Sun and Elder Li have a personal relationship.”
"Look at the back, Elder Sun is so happy that he can't open his mouth from ear to ear."
"That's right. If his disciple wins, his face will be bright."
"Senior Brother Song has a spear in his hand, so Zuo Zhan won't be able to hold on for long with his bare hands. I think he will die soon!"
"If Zuo Zhan had weapons in hand, he might be able to resist for a while longer."
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Song is not stupid, and I won't give him a chance to draw his sword!"
"It's a pity that Senior Brother Song's spear is just an ordinary spear. It would be better if it were a magic weapon."
"Don't you understand this?
If Senior Brother Song comes on stage carrying a magic weapon, Zuo Zhan will definitely be alert, and he might even hold a weapon or something in his hand, which is called being unprepared!"
The melon-eating disciples who were watching the excitement all commented that Song Heshuo was definitely the winner.
Even Elder Sun, who was watching the battle from a distance, kept squinting his eyes and nodding, feeling happy in his heart.
"Fuck! Look, Zuo Zhan has been shot!"
"good!"
"good!"
"Well done, Senior Brother Song!"
"Ah! It's really gone in. Look!"
"Why are you making such a fuss? We all saw Zuo Zhan was shot. I'm not blind!"
"No, it was just a shot, and now it's pierced!"
"It's really pierced. Look, Senior Brother Song's spear came out from Zuo Zhan's back!"
"Damn it, that shot was really hard! Senior Brother Song is awesome!"
"Wait, what are they doing?"
"Hey, no, what do you think Zuo Zhan is doing?
He's moving forward!"
"Let me go, is he crazy?
Don’t you want to die?”
While everyone was chatting, the situation on the field had changed.
I saw that Song Heshuo stabbed Zuo Zhan in the shoulder with a spear, but Zuo Zhan did not retreat but advanced, allowing the spear to pierce his shoulder blade.
Blood flowed from Zuo Zhan's shoulders and dyed Zuo Zhan's clothes red.