Moreover, as warrior disciples of the same bloodline, they know very well that Xie Jieyu not only has a magnificent appearance, but also has unparalleled potential. It is said to be extremely rare. A genius among geniuses, if they can practice dual cultivation together, they will be even more powerful. It has infinite uses.
But now, is such a sacred flower going to be picked away by a lowly registered disciple
It’s really unreasonable!
"Boy, you are a waste, a coward, and a coward. You registered disciples are all a bunch of useless waste, good-for-nothing, trash! You are our stepping stone. One day, you will kneel at my feet and beg for mercy..." Yuan Tiangang had nowhere to vent his anger and roared angrily.
Ding Hao suddenly stopped.
He slowly turned around and looked at Yuan Tiangang who was like a mad beast, his eyes were like daggers, and the corner of his mouth was curved: "You said that all registered disciples are useless trash?"
Seeing that he finally angered his opponent, Yuan Tiangang laughed loudly and said: "Yes, trash, you are just a bunch of pitiful stepping stones, useless trash!"
"Really?" A smile appeared on Ding Hao's face, "Then let me show you the strength of the registered disciple."
The words have not yet finished.
Ding Hao's figure flashed and turned into a wisp of green smoke. Like a dream, he came to Yuan Tiangang in an instant, and his white and jade palms lightly pressed out.
"Seeking death!" Yuan Tiangang shouted loudly, pulling out a string of phantoms with his arms in the air, and instantly pulled out two scimitars. The golden bell rang suddenly, disturbing his heart and soul.
He wants to display his most proud sword skills.
However, suddenly, his arms stiffened, and the two swords seemed to be stuck in a swamp, slowing down, and no longer had the smooth feeling that they usually used. Yuan Tiangang was stunned, and he was surprised to find that he didn't know something. The opponent's light palm has been imprinted on the center point of the intersection of the two swords.
"Get lost!" Ding Hao's loud shout rang in everyone's ears.
The next moment, he saw his wrist flick.
Yuan Tiangang's expression suddenly changed wildly. He felt an overwhelming force coming towards him, and his whole body flew backwards against the ground like a sack hit by a siege hammer.
Boom!
Yuan Tiangang slammed into the fence of the square in the distance, breaking four or five jade railings. He fell to the ground with a pale face, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Ding Hao with a horrifying expression, and his eyes were filled with incredible looks. .
Wang Yong, the boy with the black mole, and the others undoubtedly opened their mouths wide and almost tore their mouths apart.
How can it be
The third genius among the bloodline warrior disciples, Yuan Tiangang, who was regarded as the future leader of the Wenjian Sect and loved by thousands of his masters, was actually destroyed by a small registered disciple with just one palm. Generally defeated
Is this... a joke
Several teenagers rubbed their eyes in disbelief, feeling as if something had slapped them hard on the face.
Yuan Tiangang's face turned ashen.
He didn't expect that he would be defeated so simply. The other party completely crushed him with tyrannical strength, without any opportunism. This was a display of naked strength!
How could a named disciple be so powerful
It turns out that the reason why Opposition didn't compete with him and others at first was not because of fear, but because of disdain!
Such a violent blow made every bloodline disciple almost unable to hold his head up.
Only Xie Jieyu was dressed in red light armor, like a Valkyrie descending into the mortal world, with a kind of expression on her face. From the beginning, she had never doubted Ding Hao's strength. She would not understand Ding Hao without real contact with him. What kind of power is contained in Ding Hao's body.
Ding Hao's gaze swept across the faces of the teenagers, sweeping away all their arrogance. No one even dared to raise their head and look at Ding Hao.
"The so-called bloodline disciples are nothing more than that. Now, do you know the strength of the registered disciples?"
Ding Hao smiled slightly, shook his head, and turned to leave.
But at this moment, in the distance, the only purple-haired boy who had not made any move since Ding Hao appeared and had been sitting quietly on a twenty-meter-high stone statue practicing some kind of skill, opened his eyes and looked towards Ding Hao. His back was glanced at from a distance.
In the distance, Ding Hao also immediately felt something.
Turning around to look, the two people's eyes collided in mid-air, creating a series of invisible sparks.
"This person is a powerful enemy." Ding Hao was slightly shocked.
The purple-haired boy was different from other bloodline disciples. His aura was extremely calm, without the slightest hint of agitation and superficiality. His whole body was as calm as an abyss with no bottom, and the fluctuations of profound energy in his body had converged into his body, making it even more unfathomable.
Ding Hao saw a strong fighting spirit in the other party's eyes.
But soon, the purple-haired boy closed his eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep, and his breath became quiet again.
Ding Hao also turned and left.
Ding Hao's intuition told him that sooner or later there would be a battle between him and this person.
…
With Xie Jieyu's guidance, Ding Hao, a little road fool, finally walked out of the seventh step area shrouded in clouds and mist, and arrived at the registered disciple activity area in the third step area very smoothly.
"Okay, that's it. Thank you very much for today." Ding Hao said with a smile.
"I'm very happy to see you." Xie Jie said calmly and generously, "I am almost bored to death with those group of scheming guys every day."
"This is the disadvantage of the sect." Ding Hao shook his head and sighed: "They are all spoiled children. After all, they are still too young. The pampering of their elders has made them lose their normal mind. From this point of view, , being born with the blood of the gods is not necessarily a good thing."
"You speak so old-fashionedly, as if you are too old. However, there is one person you must pay attention to. He is not simple."
"Are you talking about the purple-haired boy sitting quietly on the statue?" Ding Hao nodded: "Well, he is indeed different. Among the twenty bloodline disciples, apart from you, that guy is also the one who let me see An opaque person, but hey," having said this, Ding Hao smiled nonchalantly: "I can even offend Mu Tianyang, how can I still worry about others?"
"That's true." Xie Jieyu rolled his eyes at Ding Hao and said calmly: "This matter has begun to spread. I believe that not long after, everyone will know that Ding Hao, what happened in Wenjian Sect is definitely not what it seems on the surface. It's so simple, but now there's an undercurrent, and I'm afraid some people will secretly do you harm, so you should be more careful."
Ding Hao nodded, not thinking about this, and deliberately teased: "Why, when it comes to the fight three years later, you don't seem to be worried about me at all."
Xie Jieyu looked at Ding Hao, showed a bright smile, and said firmly: "That's because I firmly believe that the person who wins in the end will definitely be you, not Mu Tianyang."
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This chapter is an update for Shadow.
There’s another chapter tonight.