Gao Zhengyang looked at Feng Yang with interest. The young man's panic-stricken appearance revealed his immaturity without a doubt.
Feng Yang was a smart person, and his martial arts were enough to dominate his peers. He could be called a young talent.
Unfortunately, he was unlucky to meet him. Unknowingly, he had already lost all his underwear.
Gao Zhengyang was a vengeful person. The things that Feng Yang had said and done, he remembered them all.
Teasing Feng Yang did not mean that he would let Feng Yang off.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you." Gao Zhengyang smiled proudly. "Without your mark, your tribe's experts wouldn't have rushed up."
Feng Yang was stunned. He wanted to explain that he didn't leave the mark. But he immediately understood that Gao Zhengyang had imitated his mark and deceived the tribe's experts.
Looking at Gao Zhengyang's proud smile, he was as sinister, cunning, and vicious as the devil.
Feng Yang couldn't help but get agitated. He shouted angrily, "You are too despicable!"
Feng Yang just opened his mouth when Gao Zhengyang's hand pressed on his neck and pressed on his windpipe. He also suppressed Feng Yang's agitated voice to the lowest.
"Lower your voice. If the tiger hears you, you won't be able to watch the show!"
Gao Zhengyang gestured with his finger on his lips, indicating for Feng Yang to not be so loud.
Feng Yang was furious, but he couldn't even make a sound. That feeling of powerlessness and grievance made him so uncomfortable that he wished he could die immediately.
"This is all your fault. You had to secretly leave a mark, and it was so crude and simple. The arrow represents the direction, the circle represents safety, the triangle represents danger, tsk tsk … "
Gao Zhengyang was really disdainful. Such a crude thing only needed to look at it a few times to know what it meant.
Along the way, he kept looking at the marks Feng Yang left, and then, he changed them again.
These few days, Gao Zhengyang also noticed that someone was catching up. He kept adjusting the marks, and at the same time, he pretended to rest and eat, leading the people behind him to the fork.
After chasing for so long, the other party was already a little impatient. He wanted to solve the problem before entering the main peak.
In his panic, he had fallen into a trap.
The people of the Storm Division thought that Gao Zhengyang and the others were in front of them, so they were less worried about chasing after them.
Gao Zhengyang had already seen it yesterday and discovered that there was a powerful demonic beast in that direction. Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity.
As expected, when he woke up, there was a pleasant surprise.
Feng Yang didn't even have the strength to be angry. All he felt was hatred for his own incompetence. If he hadn't thought himself clever, the tribe's warriors wouldn't have fallen into the trap.
"Actually, I don't know how to read. Why don't you just write a few words? That would be more convenient."
Gao Zhengyang said regretfully, "You took one wrong step, and every step you take is wrong."
Feng Yang's face was ashen as he remained silent. The blow that Gao Zhengyang had dealt him was more than he could bear.
For a moment, her heart was like dead ashes, and she could no longer cooperate with Gao Zhengyang's various emotions.
"Are you feeling down? It doesn't matter. Everyone has to fall. You'll get used to it after falling so many times."
Gao Zhengyang lifted Feng Yang up, "Let's go and watch the show first. This will make you feel better. "
"F * ck your whole family …" Feng Yang couldn't make a sound, and could only curse in his heart.
Although the main peak of the Black Dragon Ridge was high, the terrain at the waist of the mountain was relatively flat, so it wasn't difficult to climb.
Although Feng Yang was tall, Gao Zhengyang lifted him up as easily as carrying a piece of clothing.
The strength in his legs was also strong. With a stomp, he leaped ten meters away. When he landed, the bones and muscles in his legs relaxed naturally, easily mitigating the force. Then, he exerted force in his legs again.
This way of moving not only required precise control of the muscles, but also a huge burden on the bones.
Gao Zhengyang relied on the toughness of his alloy bones, and could even achieve a spring-like effect. That was why he could move so easily with explosive force.
Even Feng Yang was a little shocked by the speed at which they advanced.
The terrain was not steep, but there was no road at all. Between the trees, there were shrubs, weeds, and vines everywhere. The environment was complicated.
Gao Zhengyang didn't care, and rushed straight in. He was fast, and the branches, leaves, and weeds hurt when they touched his body. If they hit his face, there would be a bloody scar.
Moreover, the way Gao Zhengyang carried Feng Yang was very casual. Sometimes, he even used Feng Yang as a shield.
Along the way, Feng Yang's face was covered in blood, and he had suffered a lot.
But Feng Yang didn't have the mind to pay attention to such a small thing. As he got closer, he could already hear a few familiar voices shouting.
"This is a good position." Gao Zhengyang stopped on a protruding green rock.
This was a craggy rock wall, and this green rock protruded forward like an eagle's beak.
Standing here, one could overlook the slope below, and the field of vision was extremely wide.
A few experts of the Storm Division were fighting with a Black Striped White Tiger on a gentle slope more than three hundred meters away.
The distance was too far, and Feng Yang could barely see a few figures.
But he was very familiar with the experts of the Storm Division, and knew who they were with one look.
"Feng Ming, Feng Ying, Feng Zhen, Feng Tao, Feng Xing, the five experts of the Storm Division's Violent Sword Hall are all here, and there are more than ten Violent Sword Guards …"
But now, more than ten Violent Sword Guards and the strongest Feng Ming were lying on the ground, motionless. It seemed that the situation was extremely bad.
Only Feng Ying and the other three experts were still holding on.
The White Tiger looked exceptionally powerful, and no one dared to face it head-on. But its hind legs seemed to be injured, and its movements were very uncoordinated, and its movements were somewhat slow.
From the current situation, it seemed to have the upper hand, but if this stalemate continued, the White Tiger might not win.
Feng Yang couldn't see clearly, and he had no confidence in his own deduction. The most important thing was that Gao Zhengyang was right next to him.
He had deliberately lured people into a trap, and he definitely had a lot of tricks up his sleeves.
Whether Feng Ying and the others won or lost, they would not be able to escape Gao Zhengyang's calculations.
Now, Feng Yang could only hope that Feng Ying and the others could be smarter, and realize that there was someone waiting to take advantage of them.
Maybe, there was still a chance to win.
Feng Ying and the others were very experienced, and they were all experts who could take charge. This time, if it wasn't for the legendary Divine Soldier, it would be impossible for them to appear here together.
But when he thought of Gao Zhengyang's insidiousness and cunning, Feng Yang had no confidence in Feng Ying and the others.
These days of getting along, Gao Zhengyang's strength had been deeply imprinted in Feng Yang's heart.
Especially the conversation just now, it had left an indelible shadow in Feng Yang's heart.
Feng Yang really wanted to loudly remind Feng Ying and the others to run as far as they could.
But his neck was being held by Gao Zhengyang, and he could only barely gasp for breath. How could he make a sound? He could only watch helplessly.
Compared to Feng Yang, Gao Zhengyang's eyesight was sharper, and he could observe more details.
Feng Ying and the others were all very strong, and in terms of strength, they were not inferior to Feng Yuan.
The foundation of the Storm Division was still above his expectations.
It was really strange that a small tribe like the Tielin Sect could actually be called one of the ten divisions together with the Storm Division.
Fortunately, out of caution, he did not test the strength of this group of people.
The tyrannical strength of the white tiger was also beyond Gao Zhengyang's expectations. The dozen or so guards at the side all bled to death from the seven apertures of their heads. They must have been shocked to death by the white tiger's roar.
There was also the majestic big man wearing half a heavy armor, his chest was scratched with a big hole, and his whole body was almost broken into two pieces.
He must have been scratched by the white tiger, that was why he died so miserably.
Just by looking at his wound, one could see how terrifying the white tiger's strength was.
The other experts were also all injured, and looked extremely embarrassed.
However, the white tiger's injury was not light either. The beautiful fine black striped white tiger skin was already full of scars. Moreover, there was an arrow in its hind leg.
That arrow had completely penetrated its thigh, and the wound seemed to be still bleeding black blood.
The arrow should have been poisoned.
The injury on its leg not only affected its speed, but also affected its movement coordination, and even made it difficult for it to exert force. This was a fatal injury.
Several experts who were as agile as the wind surrounded and attacked the white tiger.
If the stalemate continued, the white tiger would definitely lose.
This was the tragedy of demonic beasts. In terms of intelligence, they were too inferior to humans. Unless one had absolute power, they would not be able to suppress him.
Once there was a huge difference in power between the two sides, the demonic beast would definitely be unlucky.
Gao Zhengyang looked at the few of them. They all seemed to be conserving their strength, as if they were not in a hurry to kill the white tiger. Instead, they wanted to capture it alive.
He remembered that Yue Qingxue once said that there were a few large tribes in the Eastern Wilderness that were proficient in the art of taming beasts.
They used a kind of Dharma spell to leave a restriction on the demonic beast and forcibly tame it.
However, the requirements for the art of taming beasts were very strict, and it was very difficult to succeed.
Even a large tribe like the Storm Tribe would at most have three to five tamed demonic beasts. Moreover, their level would not be very high.
These people from the Storm Tribe knew that there were enemies watching from the side, but they still wanted to tame the white tiger. They were really very daring.
On the other hand, if they could tame the white tiger, the rewards they would receive would also be shocking.
"It's a beautiful idea, but the reality is very cruel," Gao Zhengyang said with a sigh.
Feng Yang heard the strong malice in his words and became even more anxious. He stared straight ahead, hoping to use his eyes to warn Feng Ying and the others.
Unfortunately, they were so far away. Feng Ying and the others had to concentrate on dealing with the white tiger, so how could they notice Feng Yang.
Gao Zhengyang took off the strong bow on his back, adjusted the position of the arrow pouch on his waist, and even tried to take out the arrow.
Finally, he pinned the Azure Tipped Sword under his left rib.
The Azure Tipped Sword was only three feet long, and it was more convenient to carry.
In comparison, the Cold Flame Sword was heavier and longer, more lethal, and more majestic.
But it was really long. In the complicated terrain of the forest, the Azure Tipped Sword was more suitable.
After calmly preparing, Gao Zhengyang smiled at Feng Yang and said, "It's time for us to shine. Smile more naturally."
Feng Yang stared at Gao Zhengyang, the muscles on his face contorted, and there was no trace of a smile on his face.
"Up to you." Gao Zhengyang did not insist, and grabbed Feng Yang and jumped down.
Feng Yang was startled. They were seven or eight feet from the ground, and the sudden sense of weightlessness made Feng Yang's heart jump to his throat.
But he immediately discovered that Gao Zhengyang did not jump down directly, but ran down the mountain wall.
Although the mountain wall was steep, there was a certain slope. The protruding rocks could also be used as leverage.
But with Gao Zhengyang's speed, whichever rock he stepped on, that rock would collapse and crack. Feng Yang's heart skipped a beat as he watched.
With a trail of dust and gravel, Gao Zhengyang safely landed on the ground.
The huge momentum also attracted the attention of Feng Ying and the others. Even the white tiger tilted its head to look.
The fierce battle also temporarily stopped because of the sudden appearance of Gao Zhengyang.
"Feng Yang," Feng Ying's eyes narrowed, and asked with some doubt, "Is that Gao Zhengyang?"
He had long heard from Feng Ling that Gao Zhengyang was thin and small, and had an ordinary appearance.
Indeed, Gao Zhengyang was the same as what Feng Ling had described. But he was carrying the tall and strong Feng Yang in his hand, which formed a huge contrast with his thin and small body. It gave people a strong visual impact.
"It should be this kid, we were tricked by him!"
Feng Zhen said in a rough voice, "When I catch this kid, I will tear him to pieces and feed him to the dogs."
"This kid is a little strange, maybe he really got the Divine Soldier!"
Feng Tao said with some excitement, his eyes revealing a greedy light.
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