Ten Thousand Bears.

It's exactly the same as it was a month and a half ago, not even the flowers and plants have grown a single leaf, and time seems to stand still.

Xiong Wuye is still the black and strong middle-aged man sitting at the round table, wearing elegant clothes, and drinking expensive new tea. His knife must still be hidden under the round table.

"I didn't expect you to come so soon." He casually poured Yan Ruyu a cup of tea.

Yan Ruyu's sword was already unsheathed, "I'm still too slow." ”

Xiong Wuye put down the teacup and picked up the dragon knife, the knife that had made Yan Ruyu powerless to fight back.

"If you live while the tea is cool, you win."

The knife has been shot.

With this move, Yan Ruyu could see that he was bluffing.

If you are really sure, why rush this first? Why bother to scare people with cruel words before you do it?

Yan Ruyu's hands have never been as powerful as today, his steps have never been so light and elegant as today, and the sword in his hand is as fast as his arm and fingers, and it has turned into a white light. Even with each swing, the blade would let out a slight chirp, like a bloodthirsty monster.

A sword without a spike on it, a sword that kills.

For the first time, Yan Ruyu wanted to kill someone.

It was a strange feeling, looking forward to that moment and being afraid that it would come.

He gathered his mind and focused all his attention on the sword in his hand.

Xiong Wuye couldn't help but start thinking nonsense.

He's as fast as me!

No, faster than me!

No way!

The rich combat experience made Xiong Wuye and Yan Ruyu evenly matched, but he knew that he had become cowardly and showed his defeat.

He understands that a young man like Yan Ruyu, if he can't show an overwhelming advantage at the beginning, once Yan Ruyu sees hope, he will be like a maggot on the tarsal bone, eating away at you little by little and disintegrating you until he gnaws you clean.

The most formidable adversary in the world is the adversary with hope.

Can't be defeated!

Can't disappoint that person!

If you are defeated, you will only die!

The fine beads of sweat converged into sweat droplets, rolling down from Xiong Wuye's head all the way to his chin, dragging long tails out of his face.

The clothes on the back were also soaked with sweat and stuck to the skin, which was extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't remember the last time he was so embarrassed, but he suddenly felt that the knife in his hand was too heavy, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the dragon knife a little faster.

Perhaps, the days of glory and wealth have passed too long, and his martial arts have regressed unconsciously.

Could it be that it is really going to be planted today?

The two of them had already passed more than 100 moves, and Yan Ruyu had the upper hand. Xiong Wuye's flaws are getting more and more, but those flaws can always be quickly made up by him, and Yan Ruyu didn't find a chance to make a move.

The one hundred and forty-second move, the opportunity is here!

The opportunity of the fifth master of the bear.

Yan Ruyu was in a hurry, and made the most concise direct stab, wanting to take the key point before Xiong Wuye made up for the previous flaw.

His sword was already fast, but not fast enough.

Such a move of opening and closing made him reveal his own flaws.

This is the time!

The dragon knife turned into a thorn and took Yan Ruyu's lower abdomen.

The dragon sword is half longer than Yan Ruyu's sword, and Fifth Master Xiong will stab Yan Ruyu first.

The knife wasn't fatal, but it was enough to seriously injure him.

The sword is on top, the knife is on the bottom, and a parallel bridge is built between the two of them.

Xiong Wuye's hand holding the knife happened to be under Yan Ruyu's sword, Yan Ruyu's wrist flicked, and the sword blade turned and slashed at Xiong Wuye's hand.

His sword was a little faster than Xiong Wuye's knife, and the sword was an inch closer to Xiong Wuye's hand than the knife to his lower abdomen.

It's about to win!

At this moment, four people suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

The mysterious masked man.

Behind the masked man, two servants supported a man.

Yan Ruyu had already made up his mind, he was engrossed in the sword in his hand, no matter what happened, he would never be distracted, and everything would wait until he won Xiong Wuye.

But he had to be distracted, because the person who was being supported was Wu Cuo.

It looks dirty and pitiful.

The blood stains on the white clothes were dry and wet, wet and dry, dark brown, light brown, red, bright red, and the layers of color were terrifying.

Messy hair and pale face.

Xu was because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, so he tried to open his eyes and look in the direction of Yan Ruyu, but he was so pierced by the sun again and again that he had to squint his eyes.

Even so, he smiled.

Seeing such a Wu Cuo, Yan Ruyu couldn't stop being distracted, he didn't forget about the fight with Xiong Wuye at all.

When he ran towards Wu Cuo, he didn't even feel the knife that Fifth Master Xiong slashed at his back.

"I'll get you out!"

Yan Ruyu's hand holding Wu Cuo was trembling, and the sturdy young man was now as light as a piece of paper.

Wu Cuo raised his hand with difficulty and took Yan Ruyu's shoulder.

A glance at his shoulder revealed the blood oozing from his back.

"You're hurt." Wu Cuo frowned.

Yan Ruyu looked at the scarred Wu Cuo, didn't he know what he had become? Do you still have time to care about other people's injuries?

"Your hands are shaking too," Wu Cuo continued, "You can't compare with him today, you can't win with your trembling hands." ”

Wu Cuo's words still make so much sense.

Yan Ruyu tried her best to stabilize her hand, but in any case, she could only make the trembling smaller.

He began to get angry again, so angry that tears were about to flow out, "No! I'm going to save you! ”

"Are you about to defeat Fifth Master Xiong?" Wu asked wrongly.

"I can beat him!" Yan Ruyu replied very simply.

"That's good," the amplitude of the corners of Wu Cuo's mouth was like a soft feather, "since you can defeat him, I have hope, so what else do we have to worry about?" ”

Wu Cuo finally opened his eyes, and he didn't see the sun for a long time, making his eyes as clear as two bays of spring water. When you look at it with such eyes, you will feel that the world is full of hope.

"You should listen to your friends' advice." The masked man's voice was still harsh, "Besides, I've seen enough of your competition today. ”

As soon as the masked man spoke, Xiong Wuye began to tremble, and he was even a little unsteady on his feet, if it weren't for the servant next to him, he would have collapsed to the ground.

The back wound kept bleeding, Yan Ruyu began to feel dizzy, and he finally sighed in his heart, admitting that there was no chance of winning this competition.

"I'll save you tomorrow."

"Don't worry, come back when you're healed."

Yan Ruyu took one last look at Wu Cuo, turned over on the horse, and whipped violently, and the horse went out of the gate of the Ten Thousand Bears Gang like an arrow.

In the Ten Thousand Bears Gang, Yan Ruyu's blood dripping on the ground has not dried yet.

The masked man walked into the room with a trail of blood and reached for the teacup on the table.

"It's already cold."

Xiong Wuye finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to his knees with a thud.

It was he who went to the mouth of the sea, and if Yan Ruyu was still alive when the tea was cool, even if he won.

Yan Ruyu had actually won, but he still wanted the life of Fifth Master Xiong, and even he might want the life of the mask man.

"Please...... Please take my life, I Xiong Wu has no credit and hard work in the past few years...... As long as you spare me, I will find a way to make up for ......"

"Oh? What can you do? The masked man turned around, and two cold eyes looked at Xiong Wuye through the small holes on the mask.

Xiong Wuye was like being pricked in the eye by a needle, and he turned his head slightly.

Which is more terrible to die or to bear this man's gaze?

"I ...... I'm not going to be careless anymore, I'll kill him next time!" ”

"Huh."

The laughter was sent by Wu Cuo, and there was no trace of pain in his expression, but it was as if he had just watched an interesting monkey show, and he was still reminiscing about the ridiculous plot.

He closed his eyes again, as if too lazy to look at the sordid world.

"What are you? Dare to laugh at me too? Fifth Master Xiong was annoyed and angry.

"I laugh at Yan Ruyu, he doesn't have to be afraid of you at all, in fact, you are afraid of him." After explaining it seriously, Wu Cuo couldn't help but reply: "It's really interesting, if I talk to him about this in the future, he will definitely be angry again." ”

Xiong Wuye had already made the movement of lifting the knife and jumping up towards Wu Cuo, but the masked man's words made him kneel down honestly.

"You're right." The masked man turned to Wu Cuo and muttered thoughtfully.

Xiong Wuye's knees slammed to the ground, and he began to tremble again, this time not only the fear of doing something wrong, but also a chill emanating from the bottom of his heart.

That person actually approved of Wu Cuo's idea, and Wu Cuo simply thought of him as a stupid donkey.

It is the sadness of being faithful to others, and others have thrown your faithfulness to the ground and stepped on it.

"Perhaps, this is your chance." The masked man turned to Fifth Master Xiong and said, "Of course, Yan Ruyu can also see that you are afraid of him, you are not as good as him, so next time he will not be as careful as today." ”

These words sounded extremely harsh to Fifth Master Xiong, but he had to admit that the masked man had a point, and this was indeed his chance.

There is still a chance to defeat Yan Ruyu, which means that there is still a chance to live.

He shook the dragon knife in his hand fiercely, Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo, you owe me, take your life to pay for it!