The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Liu Qingmei looked at Tang Zheng, and said solemnly: "Tang Zheng, I heard that you had a festive affair with someone at the school gate after school yesterday, and you are going to take the college entrance examination soon, so you should study quietly during this time. Even if there are any conflicts, you should put them after graduation, others look down on you, you should use the college entrance examination to prove yourself, understand?"

Tang Zheng was taken aback suddenly, he thought she would criticize him, but he didn't expect her to be so earnest and considerate of him.

Beneath her cold exterior is a fiery heart.

"Teacher, I will take the exam well, please rest assured."

Liu Qingmei nodded with satisfaction: "Although many unfortunate things have happened to you, you can't give up hard work. Only hard work can give you hope. If those people come to trouble you again, you tell me, I will go and reason with them, my student Don’t allow outsiders to bully you.”

Tang Zheng stared blankly at her, his iceberg-like cheeks showed firmness and confidence, he felt warm for no reason, and said, "Teacher, during the college entrance examination, I will definitely win honor for our class."

Seeing his confident eyes, Liu Qingmei was a little dazed, as if what he said was true, she blurted out: "I believe in you, go back to class, come to me if you need anything."

When Tang Zheng returned to the classroom, Ye Dingdang glanced at him and asked, "What did the teacher tell you to do?"

"nothing."

"Hmph, forget about it." Ye Dingdang rolled his eyes at him. She had already thought it over for a while. Feng Yong's proposal was good, and temporarily used Tang Zheng to block those annoying flies, so she treated Tang Zheng as well. There can be no more bad words.

Besides, she was also very interested in Tang Zheng, how could he have a higher level of cultivation than hers, it was incredible.

You must know that people who are poor and rich in martial arts spend a lot of money to practice martial arts. They need various medicinal materials to exercise their bodies. How can Tang Zheng's family support such consumption?

In addition, martial arts training must be guided by a famous teacher, otherwise it will always be difficult to see through the door like a headless chicken. Who is his master?

"There must be a secret in him, I must dig it out." Ye Dingdang made up his mind.

While Tang Zheng was studying, he absorbed Ye Dingdang's pure yin power, and half a day passed quickly.

Today was Sunday, there was only half a day of classes, and it was a holiday in the afternoon, so Tang Zheng left school directly with his schoolbag on his back, and got on a bus.

Ye Dingdang glanced in surprise, hey, didn't he keep running home, and today the sun came out from the west, so he took the bus instead.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. He must be doing something shady. Hmph, do you still want to escape my eyes?" Ye Dingdang stopped a car and chased after him.

Tang Zheng took the bus three times, and finally arrived at the foot of Changheng Mountain. Looking at the majestic mountain, he took a deep breath.

He came here today for Tianxianghua, which is a crucial part of refining life-extending pills. Tianxianghua grows on cliffs, and Changheng Mountain is one of the most suitable places.

Tang Zheng didn't know if there were heavenly fragrance flowers on the mountain, so he could only check it first, if not, he could only think of other ways.

"God bless, we must find Tianxianghua." Tang Zheng said in a low voice.

"Boy, don't pray. Thousands of years ago, Tianxiang flowers were rare. Now that the aura is thin, I can't guarantee that there are Tianxiang flowers on this mountain." Tian Chanzi said.

Tang Zheng didn't say much, and started to climb the mountain. The mountain in front of Changheng Mountain is a tourist attraction, and along the way, he met many tourists.

His goal is the back mountain.

The terrain of the back mountain is dangerous, and there is also a cliff, which is cut like a knife and an axe. It is about several thousand meters high, and it is not open to the public because it is too dangerous.

Tang Zheng jumped over the fence and entered the boundary of the back mountain.

Ye Dingdang appeared in front of the fence, looking thoughtfully at the direction Tang Zheng disappeared from a distance, "What is he doing at the back mountain? Hmph, don't try to escape my sight."

She jumped over the fence and gave chase.

Whoosh!

A ghost-like figure appeared in front of the fence, and chased after it like a gust of wind.

The road behind the mountain is rough,

There are few people on the road, and the thorns are densely covered. Tang Zheng moved forward cautiously. It is said that there are poisonous snakes and beasts infesting the back mountain, so he should not be careless.

After a while, he came to the edge of the cliff, bent down and looked down, and he couldn't see the end, which made people dizzy.

"Boy, Tianxiang flowers only grow in the crevices on the cliffs. The flowers are small, fiery red, and very delicate." Tian Chanzi introduced.

Tang Zheng leaned over in front of the cliff, all he could see was the bare stone wall, only a few wisps of weeds swaying in the wind.

He didn't give up, and searched along the cliff a little bit...

Ye Dingdang hid in the woods, looked at Tang Zheng curiously, and wondered what he was looking for after running so far, but she didn't dare to rush over, so she could only watch from afar patiently.

Whoosh!

A sound of breaking through the air came from behind his head, Ye Dingdang was taken aback, turned around suddenly, and found a sharp sword with a cold light going straight towards his brain.

The hairs all over her body exploded, and she hurriedly ducked down to dodge, but the sharp sword changed extremely quickly, puff, the tip of the sword stabbed her shoulder, and blood spattered.

She let out a scream, tipped her toes, and stepped back quickly so as not to be pierced by the long sword, but she had already seen the person who came, an ordinary middle-aged man with a silent face and murderous intent in his eyes.

Who is he and why did he kill me?

Questions arose in Ye Dingdang's mind, but the other party obviously didn't give her much time to think, and followed her like a shadow, attacking again.

After retreating and advancing, in the blink of an eye, the two came to the open area in front of the cliff.

Tang Zheng turned around abruptly and found the two, he was shocked, the killer had already approached Ye Dingdang, Ye Dingdang retreated to the edge of the cliff, there was no way to retreat.

"Who are you, why did you kill me?" Ye Dingdang asked loudly.

"You are Ye Dingdang, so you will surely die," the killer said.

Ye Dingdang snorted coldly, and said, "It's not that easy to kill me." With a backhand move, he wanted to grab the opponent's wrist.

"You are only at the fourth level of body training, do you think you are my opponent at the sixth level of body training?" The killer said jokingly, with a flick of his wrist, sword flowers rained down, completely blocking Ye Dingdang's attack.

"If you kill me, the Ye family will not let you go."

The killer smiled confidently: "If you are dead, who will know that I did it? Accept death obediently, and I will give you a happy ending. It's a pity that you died just because you were so beautiful."

"Dream, the people of the Ye family can only die in battle, there is no coward who surrenders." Ye Dingdang's words resounded loudly, he turned his head to glance at Tang Zheng, leaped forward, and launched an attack.

"Stubbornly obsessed, looking for death!" The killer's face turned cold, and he stabbed with his sword. The strength of the two of them was very different, and the killer had a long sword in his hand, and Ye Dingdang was no match for him. After a while, she was stretched and dangerous .

Seeing that Ye Dingdang was losing ground and was about to fall off the cliff, Tang Zheng knew that he couldn't just sit idly by, no matter what, it was a classmate after all, how could he not save him.

But the killer is at the sixth stage of body training, unless he hits the opponent with acupressure to control the opponent, otherwise it will be dangerous.

Tang Zheng didn't yell, but instead attacked the killer like a ghost.

The sword flowers were like snow, Ye Dingdang was completely covered by the fierce sword light, she could hardly breathe, she was desperate, could it be that she was really going to die here today?

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she saw Tang Zheng behind the killer, and she couldn't help feeling a glimmer of hope.

A sense of crisis rose in the killer's heart, which was a keen sense cultivated by years of walking on the tip of a knife.

Swish!

The killer almost instinctively reversed his sword and stabbed behind him.

Tang Zheng originally thought that he was about to succeed, but he didn't expect the opponent's reaction to be so fast, he jumped backwards, and his success fell short.

"Who are you?" The killer suddenly turned around, staring at Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng asked: "Who are you?"

"Meddling your own business and killing yourself." The killer said indifferently, but he was shocked in his heart. Before, he thought Tang Zheng was an ordinary person, but from his silent sneak attack just now, it can be seen that the other party is definitely not mediocre. , but he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation base. There is only one possibility, that is, the other party's cultivation base is higher than his.

The killer was horrified, who was the opponent, and why did he have such a high level of cultivation?

The killer didn't know that he had made a mistake in his judgment. Tang Zheng was a cultivator, not a warrior. Of course, ordinary warriors couldn't see through the strength of a cultivator.

Ye Dingdang's eyes lit up, and he looked at Tang Zheng scorchingly, thinking that this bastard still had a bit of a conscience, and he didn't turn his back on death.

"Tang Zheng, let's work together to capture him." Ye Dingdang said loudly, she thought Tang Zheng was an acquired martial artist, more than enough to capture a killer.

Tang Zheng smiled wryly in his heart, if it were really as easy as you said, I wouldn't have to sneak up on it quietly, but he didn't show timidity, and said sternly, "Okay!"

Attacking one after the other, the attack was launched suddenly like a wind and thunder, the killer roared, and the sword light was brilliant.

He didn't figure out Tang Zheng's specific strength, so he was quite apprehensive, and instead of attacking with great fanfare, he took a defensive stance.

Tang Zheng's hands were overwhelming and airtight, but the killer's defense was also impeccable. Under the pincer attack of the two, he was not completely defeated.

One must know that apart from acupuncture, Tang Zheng's cultivation base is very different from that of an assassin after all. This is a gap that is difficult to bridge.

The battle intensified, and the killer's eyes became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, he laughed loudly: "Haha, boy, you are bluffing. Although I don't know what method you used to hide your cultivation, I dare to conclude that your cultivation You are definitely not as tall as me. If you dare to tease me like this, you will die!"

The long sword stabs swiftly, straight for Tang Zheng's life gate.