Halfway up the mountain.
The Eight Trigrams School's disciples ran down the mountain as fast as they could, but as they were carrying Rao Aimin, they couldn't run too fast. This was already their limit. If someone were to chase after them, they wouldn't be able to escape. At this moment, their hearts were heavy and sad. Before they ran down the path, the last words they heard from Zhang Ye were "Those who cross the line — die." At that moment, they understood that Zhang Ye was going to take them down with him!
"Teacher Zhang!" Yan Hui's eyes were brimming with tears!
A female disciple of the Eight Trigrams School couldn't help but cry. She wiped her tears and said, "Zhang Ye stayed behind to save us! He died because of us! "
Lu Yuhu roared, "I, Lu Yuhu, swear! I will avenge Teacher Zhang in this lifetime! "
"Right! Avenge Teacher Zhang! "
"Avenge Teacher Zhang!"
"We can't let Teacher Zhang's sacrifice be in vain!"
"Those bastards from the large sects! Wait until Eldest Senior Sis recovers! Let's wipe out their entire sect! "
"Wipe out their entire sect! Avenge Teacher Zhang! "
"If we don't avenge this, we're not human!"
"If we don't avenge this, we're not human!"
The Eight Trigrams School's disciples were shouting their slogans.
But at this moment, the sound of running footsteps came from behind them. A figure was running towards them at a speed three times faster than this group of people!
"Ah?"
"Someone's chasing us?"
"This is bad!"
"Don't run!"
"Wait, why is there only one person?"
"Who is it?"
The figure was getting closer and closer!
When they saw who it was, the Eight Trigrams School's disciples were all stunned and stood there!
It was actually Zhang Ye!
"Zhang, Zhang Ye?"
"Teacher Zhang?"
"Fuck, why are you still alive?"
"Where are you? Where are the large sects? "
Zhang Ye ran for his life as he roared, "What do you mean I'm still alive? Hurry up and run! Why are you still standing there like idiots! They're going to catch up to us soon! "
Lu Yuhu said in surprise, "Didn't you sacrifice yourself to stop them?"
Zhang Ye nearly fell to the ground when he heard that. "Sacrifice your sister! Are you fucking cursing me? "
"No, that's not what I meant. I mean … I …" Lu Yuhu did not know what to say. "But where are they? Why aren't they chasing us? "
Zhang Ye said, "I stopped him!"
Song Jiao, who was carrying Rao Aimin, was shocked. "How did you stop him? Did you beat them all? "
Zhao Yunlong was shocked. "You, you're that amazing? Even our eldest senior sister can't do it! "
"Why should I fight? There are more than a hundred people there! Do you think I'm Iron Man? I can't beat them even if I use a third of my strength! "Zhang Ye said matter-of-factly.
Xu Fan was dumbfounded. "Then how did you stall them?"
Zhang Ye said, "Of course it depends on my mouth!" After saying that, he didn't feel ashamed at all. Instead, he felt proud and said, "These idiots still want to f * cking talk about shame with me? I scared them with just two sentences! "
Do you really think I'm injured?
Do you really think that I can't beat all of you?
Yes, I am! Really! Yes! Fight! No! Pass!
Those who knew him knew that Zhang Ye's strength had never been in his martial arts, but in his mouth! Can't beat him? But he was right!
As the Eight Trigrams School's disciples ran down with Zhang Ye, they were extremely shocked!
You alone? And you're a seriously injured person at that? Just by relying on your mouth, you managed to stall over a hundred experts, sect leaders, and martial arts masters from the large sects?
Fuck!
Isn't that mouth of yours too fucking powerful!?
Chenchen said angrily, "Zhang Ye!"
Zhang Ye was startled. "Whoa, what are you shouting for?"
Lu Yuhu gave a wry smile and said, "I scared the child just now."
"Here, let me carry her." Zhang Ye took Chenchen from Lu Yuhu's arms. "Alright, your Uncle Zhang is fine. Didn't I tell you all that I would hold them off for a while? I said that I would chase after them immediately, so why did I end up sacrificing myself to take them down with me? Do you all think that I'm stupid? "
Song Jiao: "…"
Lu Yuhu: "…"
Xu Fan: "…"
Yan Hui was thinking that he had cried for nothing!
Of course, Zhang Ye would not risk his life to fight with those large sects at this time. He and Rao Aimin were both injured, and they had Chenchen with them. What they needed now was not revenge, but recuperation. When Zhang Ye recovered, he would settle this score with them one by one. No one would be able to escape! That was why Zhang Ye had been bluffing the entire time at the top of the mountain. He was already prepared to make a quick getaway, and what he was relying on was the game ring. This time, the Special Category item that he had obtained a long time ago had played a miraculous role!
— Invisibility (Upgraded)!
Zhang Ye had experimented with this item from the merchant shop before and found it to be quite awesome. However, he had never officially used it until today. Only by relying on his last bit of Reputation Points did he manage to escape under the watchful eyes of everyone!
Although Zhang Ye's Reputation Points were almost depleted after playing the lottery draw so many times yesterday and buying nearly 2,000 Taiji Fist Skill Experience Books, he still had some left. Coupled with the fact that Zhang Ye was already an A-list celebrity, his Reputation Points were constantly increasing. For example, if a news article mentioned him, or if so-and-so only saw A Bite of China today, or if there was news that Central TV Documentary Channel would be making a new documentary about the air pollution that Zhang Ye had participated in, all of these exposure points would continuously increase Reputation Points for Zhang Ye. Although he did not accumulate much in a day, it was still enough for him to activate the "Invisibility" special effect and run out of the bathroom!
"How's Old Rao?" Zhang Ye asked.
Song Jiao said anxiously, "She has internal injuries. I don't know yet!"
Lu Yuhu said, "We have to find a hospital as soon as we get down the mountain!"
Zhang Ye said again, "Call the police first!"
"On the way down the mountain, I've already contacted the local police, but I don't know if it will be of much use!" Lu Yuhu said with a sunken expression, "The National Martial Arts Association has a lot of influence and has connections with the relevant departments! Otherwise, why do you think that with so many people dying in our martial arts world every year, not many of them would be exposed? "
Suddenly, the sounds of fighting came from afar!
"Chase after them!"
"Catch Rao Aimin!"
"Kill that thief Zhang Ye!"
"Chase after that shameless bastard!"
"They can't fight anymore!"
"Don't let them get away! Let's attack together! We have the numbers! "
"Right, we have the numbers!"
The Eight Trigrams School's disciples were suddenly shocked!
Song Jiao was panting. "They're catching up to us soon!"
Zhang Ye made a prompt decision. "We can't keep running like this. We can't outrun them! While there's still some distance between us and they can't see us, let's head into the mountain! "
"Head into the mountain?"
"That's the only way!"
"Let's head into the mountain first and find a chance to contact the outside!"
Turning around, they came to a fork in the road. Instead of running down the stairs, they went straight into the forest and ran deep into the mountain!
"Little Junior Bro, try contacting your friends from the police!"
"Many of my friends are in Beijing. I've already contacted them!"
"What do we do now?"
"Even if we take the small path down the mountain, what if those people waiting for us are the big sects?"
"They might even catch up to us halfway!"
"There's too many of them!"
"Eldest Senior Sis and Teacher Zhang are both injured. No one can stop them!"
"The local police might not help either! There are a lot of martial arts feuds within the National Martial Arts Association that the police are not willing to get involved in! It's the same everywhere! "
Everyone was at their wits' end and could only run blindly in the mountain. However, the road ahead was uncertain!
Many of them?
Comparing numbers?
Zhang Ye's face darkened. "Where are my clothes?"
Yan Hui was taken aback. "Ah? I'm wearing them. "
This was the down jacket that Zhang Ye had thrown on the ground before he went into the ring. Later on, Yan Hui picked it up and put it on.
Yan Hui took it off and gave it to him.
Zhang Ye touched the pocket of the down jacket and took out his cell phone. Seeing that the rest of the Eight Trigrams School's disciples were looking at him in confusion, he said, "I'll post something on Weibo!"
You want to compare numbers with me?
F * ck your mother!
Let's see who has more people today!
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