As Zhang Xiaohua ran, he felt the familiar sense of danger behind him and stopped immediately at Qiu Tong's warning. His daily boxing practice had made him steady on his feet. He quickly turned around, but the Elder in Black didn't stop and continued to charge towards Zhang Xiaohua and Ouyan, the Pale Gold Palm seemingly ready to strike.
Zhang Xiaohua didn't have time to put Ouyan down, so he let go of her without considering if she could stand on her own. He took a step forward with his right leg, facing the Elder in Black.
Ouyan and Qiu Tong both knew how skilled Zhang Xiaohua was in martial arts. He hadn't even finished learning a complete set of Boxing Skills, let alone read about Internal Cultivation Methods. His act of charging forward was undoubtedly a sacrifice to buy Ouyan a fraction of time.
Ouyan and Qiu Tong both cried out, "Zhang Xiaohua~!" with a hint of tears in their voices.
