"I won't let you escape."

"This is ......" Xiao Mao's eyes widened, and his face was full of shock as he looked at the Ye Elf, "[Telepathy]? ”

The situation on the field changed abruptly, and the little fire dragon that exuded a sharp aura was full of wind at his feet, doing all kinds of weird poses while avoiding the casual pursuit of the leaf elves.

Judging from the speed of the leaf elf, this can basically be regarded as a joke.

The little fire faucet felt the feeling of being humiliated for a while, and its heart felt like a time bomb, and the irrepressible anger gushed out of its chest, and a stream of heat rushed straight to the door of the brain.

He really wanted to fight with the other side like this!

Embarrassed to dodge the attack of the leaf elf, the swift green shadow brushed the eyelids of the little fire dragon, the screaming air drilled into the ears, and the tingling sensation in the skin told him.

The leaf elves came for real.

A cool breath rushed up his spine, and fine cold sweat crawled all over his body, making his muscles tense.

The leaf elf landed lightly. Turning around, the green hazy eyes looked at the little fire dragon, with a hazy feeling like autumn water in his eyes.

The little fire dragon's hair exploded.

The ghost made a god, he moved a step to the right, and the cold wind swept across the position just now, and the leaf elf showed a puzzled look.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an interested smile.

A heavy sense of oppression came from the direction of the leaf elf, and the blank brain almost lost its ability to think, and the inertia maintained the [Sword Dance] and [High-speed Movement], and the muscles stiffened and the movements were deformed.

The little fire dragon's eyes widened, and its out-of-focus pupils completely gave up the function of capturing information.

The fascia tugs at the skeletal muscles and struggles to offset to the left.

But it was too late.

A sense of weightlessness took over his whole body.

"Uh......"

The feeling of weightlessness is very uncomfortable, especially the sudden weightlessness, the feeling of falling out of gravity will make the heart tighten suddenly, and the blood rushes backwards into the blood vessels, agitating and impacting the blood vessel walls.

"Boom!"

The body of the little fire dragon was thrown high like a rag doll, and then fell to the ground.

There was no screaming.

As if losing his voice, the strange plague of the little fire dragon infected the audience of the feature film, different from the intensity of the previous game, the shock of the last game, the battle between the leaf elf and the little fire dragon made everyone feel a kind of cruelty.

The cruelty of the strong and the weak.

"Come on!" I don't know which audience shouted.

"That's right! Come on! ”

"Don't give up!"

"Defeat him! You can do it! ”

"Stand up!"

"Stand up!"

The sound of sparse cheering rang out from the audience, and finally it turned into a uniform "stand up"!

The voice of encouragement carried an overflowing hope, like a mountain flood that burst the embankment, and instantly broke through Xiao Mao's defense line.

"That's right! I'm going to stand up! The over-strained fist began to tremble, and he said to himself through gritted teeth.

Xiao Mao looked up sharply and saw Tang Ge's indifferent face.

"Click......

The weak boy took a step forward, and the tiny pebbles burst open under his feet and popped out like water.

......

Deep in the Tokiwa Forest.

He took the little fire dragon to look left and right, carefully guarding the surrounding environment, turned his head, and showed a slight reassurance in his eyes, which was the back of the master.

......

Next to the city map of Dark City.

Sucking in his nose, the smell of leather tar air rushed into his nostrils.

The eagle of the divine horse in the sky disappeared from his sight, and the indifferent voice of the master sounded in his ears.

"You're too weak."

......

Tokiwa Forest, an undeveloped area.

Thunder and flames dominated almost all of the sight, and the smoke of the explosion filled the air, surrounded by wild elves strewn with corpses.

"Master......"

Looking through the burning branches, the master's back stood in the center.

......

"Master, I've always ...... I've been looking up at your back! Xiao Mao's voice was very low, and word by word squeezed out of his throat, as if talking to himself, with a raging fire in his eyes, "Now, I finally stand in front of you!" ”

"Little fire dragon! Stand up!! ”

"Whew——!!" The little fire dragon that was paralyzed on the ground howled in response, its muscles squirmed and its muscles trembled, its dead will seemed to burn, its expression was hideous, its voice was hoarse, and it desperately wanted to stand up.

"Up, ——!!!"

"Roar——!!!

"Bang!" The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"The next one." Tang Ge's indifferent voice came from the opposite side, and there was no trace of waves in his calm eyes.

The neat sound in the audience came to an abrupt end, and the funny appearance was like a duck stuck in his throat.

"Who told you you that you can win by standing up?" Tang Ge's sharp eyes pierced straight over, with a hint of obvious dissatisfaction in his pupils.

The huge darkness enveloped Xiao Mao, and it fell together to make him a little trance-like, and the frowning figure in front of him expanded wildly without limit, and the shadow covered his entire body.

Looking at the sluggish Xiao Mao, Tang Ge's originally frowning brows relaxed, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous aura was consciously emanated.

The air, as if it was getting colder.

The weak will resonate, because those weak are powerless, so they will pin their hopes on others who are also weak, in the hope of completing the so-called counterattack.

Xiao Mao is the one who has high hopes.

The images of Tang Ge and Ye Elf distorted in Xiao Mao's eyes, like an unsurpassable peak, with a suffocating darkness.

He still lost, as expected.

The award scene of this year's league competition is a bit weird, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes are staring at the rostrum, and the atmosphere is not like a pin.

Tang Ge calmly took the trophy and walked cleanly to the sidelines.

It's just tens of thousands of ants, what's there to see.

Tang Ge found Xiao Mao in the utility room, and the 11-year-old boy sat on the ground with his knees crossed, buried his head deep in it, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

The place in front of him was darker.

Xiao Mao can feel it.

The head is slightly raised, and there are a pair of indigo matte leather boots.

"Master, I'm not bad." Xiao Mao's voice was extremely numb.

"Yes."

"Master, did I disappoint you?"

"Yes."

"Master!" Xiao Mao's voice finally had an emotion.

Bean-sized teardrops fell on his pants one by one, spreading out tear stains of different shades.

"Am I!"

"Never be able to surpass you!" Xiao Mao's voice trembled violently, choking intermittently.

Tang Ge was silent for a moment.

"You don't have to overtake me."

Xiao Mao was stunned, he had thought about Tang Ge's ten thousand answers, and he wouldn't have thought that Tang Ge would say that, he stared at the floor blankly, his head was in chaos.

"Come with me."

The sound of "click" sounded rhythmically, and the light outside the door shone on Tang Ge's body, leaving a clear shadow in the grocery room.

Xiao Mao was still in a daze, his brain was very wooden, and after a long time, he let out an "ah" like a soul, looked in the direction of Tang Ge with blank eyes, and staggered after him.