Master, I especially hold grudges!

"Aheng, as you remember, there is no way to choose your origin, just like your surname Duan, but you have not enjoyed everything that your fellow clan has, but this does not mean that you will never be able to hold your head up, you still have a lot Things can change. Master knows that you have had a bad life these years, even people like Duan Ting can bully you at will, but from now on, you are from my time domain, no matter whether he is surnamed Duan or other nonsense If you dare to move a finger of yours, you will make him pay the price for the teacher. You are no longer just Duan Heng of the Duan family, but Duan Heng of Yaoguang Palace, and Duan Heng of my Shifangyu. You have the confidence to resist everyone's bullying."

"You know? Master has never wanted to protect a person like he does now."

……

Shi Fangyu opened his mouth and looked at the two people on the field, but he didn't know what to do.Go up to rescue?But this proved that Yaoguang Palace lost, he didn't care, but both Yun Fengqing and Shen Zhen paid a high price for this competition.Can't help?But Duan Heng was kneeling on the ground coughing up blood non-stop, and his shoulders were shaking violently. It would be a bad luck to deal with Duan Ting.

Most importantly, Duan Heng silently glanced at him just now. Did that expression tell him not to step forward and intervene?

Duan Ting dragged his heavy body forward, the sword he picked up casually dragged behind him, and the sound made by the rock stimulated Duan Heng's eardrums.

In fact, Duan Ting was also very embarrassed, his clothes were cut several times and shredded into cloth strips, and the bloodstains on his body were all left by Shen Zhen's "crack cut".

He stroked his chest and walked in front of Duan Heng, put the sword on his shoulder and pressed it against his neck, the corners of his mouth couldn't hide his pride.

"Duan Heng, I know where you learned the Duan family's immortal technique." He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a bloodthirsty taste in his smile.

Duan Heng raised his head and gently closed his eyes. The broken, cruel, painful and desperate memories in his mind were hitting his nerves, but it seemed that what Shi Fangyu had said to him sounded in his ears again.

Yes, it was different now, there was no one behind him anymore.

"You stole it from your cousin, right?" He clicked his tongue, "It's really strange to say that you are just an illegitimate child of my Duan family who can't be included in the genealogy, and your talent is so outstanding that even my direct descendants would be ashamed. "

His sword was a little closer, and his eyes suddenly became sharper in his sneer: "Aren't you still begging for mercy?"

Duan Zhengqi has been standing outside the arena. Seeing such a scene, he said to Shi Fangzhen who was frowning and staring on the high platform: "Win or lose is obvious, I am afraid there is no suspense. Can we end the competition? Otherwise, it is a waste of time."

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and it happened to be heard by the audience. Shi Fangyu also felt that Duan Heng had no strength to fight Duan Ting anymore. He glanced at Shi Fangzhen, then turned his head to look at Duan Heng's back, and frowned. He pursed his lips, and said softly: "Ah Heng, let's stop fighting, let's admit defeat."

Duan Heng still looked up at Duan Ting, almost instantly, Duan Ting knew that it was impossible to hear the word "admit defeat" from his mouth, his eyes were so stubborn that his hand holding the sword trembled.

It's the kind of eyes that are stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat when they are tortured by their cousins, when they are teased by themselves, and when they bear the indifference of everyone in the Duan family.

He is actually very jealous of Duan Heng, jealous that he is in such a difficult situation, but he is still alive until now.

It was as if telling him with great fanfare: Look, Duan Ting, I will return it sooner or later.

"Why don't you admit defeat!" He roared and swung his long sword towards Duan Heng. He seemed to lose his mind for a while, but there seemed to be a voice deep in his heart telling him: "You can't kill him!" Yes, there are so many people around, they can all save him."

But the moment before Shi Fangyu left, Duan Heng's mouth curled up.

He stretched out his hand to hold the cut sword, and a bloodstain was drawn on the tiger's mouth.Duan Ting stared and increased his strength, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the sword would not move.

Does Duan Heng still have strength?

Duan Heng told him with actions.

He lowered his head and let out a few muffled laughs from his chest. Holding Jian Feng's hand firmly, he slowly stood up from the ground, "Duan Ting, oh no, cousin, isn't this scene very familiar?"

Duan Heng threw the sword to the side, and easily brushed away Duan Ting's palm with his spiritual power, as proud as he was just now: "You are not the only one who can cheat."

Duan Heng walked forward slowly, and the dark purple thunder in his hand made a crackling sound. However, from an angle that no one could see, Duan Ting noticed the familiar indifference in Duan Heng's eyes for the first time.

It's like looking at a dead person.

"What? Don't you admit defeat?" Duan Heng continued to say in a low voice full of temptation.

Those hands were about to pinch Duan Ting's neck, but Duan Ting found that he couldn't move anymore.

Everyone held their breath outside the arena, as if they never thought that there would be such a reversal. Even if Yaoguang Palace lost, they had already looked at these crooked melons with admiration, but now they are about to win, they feel that this moment Somewhat illusory.

Shi Fangyu breathed a sigh of relief.

A dangerous atmosphere enveloped Duan Ting, he knew that if he did not admit defeat, Duan Heng would definitely have a way to make his life worse than death.

"I admit defeat." Duan Ting looked at the approaching hand, and finally couldn't help but say.

But before the words were spoken, he saw Duan Heng put down his hand and gave him a mocking look, then turned around and stopped looking at him, he suddenly regretted it.

And there was an unknown fire welling up in my heart, and humiliation, the humiliation of losing to this kind of person!

Thinking of this, he jumped forward, Duan Heng might as well be thrown to the ground, and then felt a strong wind blowing over his head, before he had time to think, he stretched out his hand to block it, the spiritual power he brought out was enough to knock Duan Ting Knock.

Shi Fangyu also saw it, but Duan Heng still had the strength to fight back, and Duan Ting was just at the end of his battle.Seeing Duan Heng fight back, he thought Duan Ting couldn't hurt him.

But Duan Ting whispered something to Duan Heng.

In an instant, the spiritual power in Duan Heng's hand suddenly collapsed.

Under the strong wind, Duan Ting followed with a palm, only heard the sound of "click" bones breaking, and then the palm slapped Duan Heng's chest.

"Don't you want your mother to feel better?"

That's what Duan Ting told him.

Duan Heng almost forgot that his aptitude has always been the best among the Duan family's children, but he is still inferior to others, isn't it because he has a fatal weakness?

He hadn't heard such a threat for a long time, and he naively thought he would never hear it again.

"stop it now!"

"Aheng!" Two shouts broke into his eardrums.

Duan Heng was lying on the cold ground, the pain of his broken arm and the feeling of suffocation in his chest cast a layer of darkness on his eyes.

He still lost, he thought.

It's a pity, after all, it has persisted until now.

He closed his eyes.

"A Heng!" Shi Fangyu picked up his body and quickly reached out to explore his wound.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he just felt so painful in his heart.At that moment, why did he believe that Duan Heng could stop him, why didn't he save him?

Duan Ting sat back, his eyes were dull, and he stared blankly at Duan Heng, who was pale.

"You have surrendered..." Shi Fangyu lowered his head, his cold voice seemed to stop the blood flow in Duan Ting's body.

The Patriarchs of the Six Clans and the Seven Sons of Tianmen all stepped forward and surrounded the three of them. Shi Fang Zhen knelt down, touched Duan Heng's arm, sighed and frowned and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, let's heal his wounds first."

This tone... all Yaoguang Palace disciples gasped, this tone meant that Duan Heng was seriously injured.Shen Zhen and Yun Fengqing, who had already woken up, looked at Duan Heng who had closed eyes with red eyes. On the one hand, they lost the competition and all their efforts were in vain, and on the other hand, the senior brother was seriously injured...

When Shi Fangyu handed Duan Heng to Shi Fangzhen, his expression didn't change at all, his indifference made people panic.

Quan Lan felt that Shi Fangyu was not good.

This is the greatest anger.

Shi Fangyu watched Duan Heng being carried away by Shi Fangzhen, then turned around, and asked Duan Ting word by word: "What did you say to him?"

If it wasn't for that sentence, Duan Heng wouldn't stop at all.

But how could Duan Ting say that, he took a step back while leaning on the ground, still trying to keep calm, raised his head and said: "I'm just pretending to admit defeat, I haven't fallen down yet."

"I ask you, what did you say to him?" Shi Fangyu repeated with a raised voice.

"Seventh Junior Brother..." Quan Lan grabbed his arm to comfort him, but was thrown away by Shi Fangyu.

"Two years ago, this deity let you go." Shi Fangyu stepped forward and squatted down, putting his left hand on his knee and said calmly.

Under Duan Ting's staring eyes, Shi Fangyu slowly raised his hand - but was pressed down by Chi Meng.

"Seventh Junior Brother, this is the test site for the Tianmen General Election, and injury is inevitable. As the master of the first palace, you had better not attack your disciple."

Raider was surprisingly not speaking to him in a tone of contempt.

Shi Fangyu raised his head, his breathing became a little heavier, but he still maintained his normal tone. He frowned and laughed aloud: "Second senior brother, what's wrong? Are you deaf? Didn't you hear him say that he has surrendered?"

"Understood," Chi Gang didn't let go of his hand, "It's just that what my apprentice said is right, soldiers never tire of cheating, it's because Duan Heng was too careless."

Shi Fangyu felt that the fire in his heart was burning in his throat, and suddenly he couldn't find his own voice. He quickly loosened his collar, but Chi Gang continued: "Besides, Patriarch Duan is here, and he hasn't said anything yet. You What's the matter?"

Chi Meng turned to look at Duan Zhengqi and said, "Of course, if Patriarch Duan wants to punish Duan Ting, I will never stop him." Although there was nothing turbulent about this sentence, it was extremely firm.

The other Patriarchs breathed a sigh of relief. Although the smell of gunpowder was very strong, anyone thought it would be true. Patriarch Duan had absolutely no reason to punish the future core figure of the family for an inconspicuous and lowly person.

Duan Zhengqi tightly clenched the hand in his cuff, then opened it again, he immediately smiled and said: "What the palace master said is that Duan Heng doesn't seem to be in danger of his life, and injury in the competition is inevitable, because his skills are not as good as others. Duan Ting is my second brother's legitimate son, and I won't punish him or anything—"

Shi Fangyu suddenly turned his head and gave Duan Zhengqi a hard look, as if he was going to eat him alive.

This is Duan Heng's father. He gave Duan Heng such a background, but he couldn't protect him. He watched his son being bullied but turned a blind eye.

This is the father of his disciple.

Shi Fangyu seemed to laugh angrily at Duan Zhengqi's words.Such a little child, who was less than 13 years old when he came to Tianmen Mountain, had scars all over his body that could not be erased. He just puts a finger on it, and he will make it pay the price.

Duan Ting directly broke Duan Heng's arm.

"Get out of the way!" Shi Fangyu closed his eyes and roared, finally no longer suppressing his anger in this life, he opened his eyes and looked at Chi Mang, his scorching eyes were about to burn him, "Chi Mang, I will get it back for my Yaoguang Palace disciple. Fairness, it's not for the Duan family, why should Patriarch Duan have the final say?"

"You'd better not block me." Shi Fangyu's icy eyes made Chi Meng's heart shudder.

The author has something to say:

Woooooooo(┯_┯) I feel sorry for the disciples on behalf of the master

I want cookies_(:з」∠)

Today, I talked to my friends about Master's "stupid, white and sweet" problem. The stupid author made the following struggles.

Me: An idler is handsome when he is serious

Me: Actually, my master is very powerful

Me: and he is sunny and warm

Me: It's a bit silly to say that

Me: Although I really don’t want to admit that my master is stupid

Me: he is sweet

Me: I feel like protecting my stupid son...

Me: well he is stupid sometimes

Finally, the stupid author surrendered