"Hey, since you came back, you have been looking at the sword without saying a word. Aren't you excited by Ding Hao's strength?" Ren Xiaoyao, a fat man with incredible luck, chewed a chicken leg in his mouth and looked at the beautiful boy sitting in the distance. Lin Xin spoke incoherently. //Updated fastest//
Lin Xin was looking at the long sword in his hand with a complicated expression. Hearing this, he glanced at the fat man and said angrily: "Ever since you watched the battle between Ding Hao and Lu Pengfei, you have eaten four times in a row as soon as you came back. Eleven roasted chicken legs, this frequency is four times what you usually eat in the same time period... It seems that I am not the only one who is stimulated."
"Oh, brother is really stimulated." The fat man put down the half-eaten roast chicken leg and said angrily: "I really can't figure it out. How did Ding Hao practice and actually entered that realm? Could it be that Is his luck worse than that of Brother?"
After hearing this, Lin Xin stood up slowly, sheathed his long sword, and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that you, Ren Xiaoyao, would actually be envious of others. I don't know what Ding Hao's luck is, but there is one thing I But it’s very clear.”
"What?" Ren Xiaoyao asked curiously.
"The efforts and hardships Ding Hao has put into cultivating one path are definitely 110,000 times more than you, a guy who spends several times more time eating and sleeping than cultivating every day." Lin Xin said unceremoniously every word. .
"I admit that." Ren Xiaoyao took a bite of the chicken leg and chuckled.
"Just admit it, then there is no need to be envious and jealous here. I know that you have been unwilling to go all out and show off your edge when participating in the Fifth Academy Competition. But after watching Ding Hao's battle, we should all think carefully about it. After thinking about it, if I continue to be satisfied with standing out among the registered disciples, then one day, let alone chasing Ding Hao, I'm afraid we won't even be able to see the backs of Li Muyun, Li Lan and Liang Feixue."
Lin Xin said in a serious tone.
It can be seen that the strength shown by Ding Hao greatly shocked this yellow-shirted North Academy's leading master.
"Okay, starting from tomorrow, I will practice hard." Ren Xiaoyao swore while holding up the drumstick.
"If I were you, I would take action now." Lin Xin couldn't help but kicked the fat man, paused, and then said: "What a pity, Ding Hao killed someone in anger this time, breaking the sky." , I don’t know how the sect will deal with him, I think the punishment will not be light.”
"Don't worry about this." The fat man gnawed the chicken leg in his hand with relish, and said with a nonchalant expression: "My intuition tells me that Ding Hao is in danger this time."
Lin Xin was stunned for a moment, feeling slightly relieved.
Lin Xin would definitely sneer when others said such things, but from Fatty Ren's mouth, it was very likely that it was the truth.
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White Shirt Courtyard.
The seven masters of the Qiyi Alliance, except for the eldest Li Muyun and the second eldest Liang Feixue, who were admitted to the Six Peaks and Six Seats in advance for training, the other five were all present and sat in front of the stone table with solemn expressions.
"I didn't expect Ding Hao to be so powerful."
"Eldest brother still has a sword agreement with him, I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of? My eldest brother is a genius. He will definitely win."
"Four months have passed. I don't know if my second brother has been able to control the power in his body. Our Seven righteousness alliance has been silent for too long."
"The last five-department competition in the year-end exam is the best time for us to rise again."
"The only variable is Ding Hao."
"Ding Hao kills people in public, and the sect is furious. He may not be able to pass this hurdle."
"I always feel that Ding Hao is not a reckless person. If he does this, I'm afraid he has already thought of a countermeasure. This disaster may not be difficult for him."
"Let's wait and see what happens. We must not slack off until the eldest brother and the second brother come back. Let's work hard."
"effort!"
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"Ding Hao, it's this lowly registered disciple again." Deep in the mountain gate of Wenjian Sect, in the majestic black hall, Yin Yifei, the third generation core disciple, was angry and smashed a stone cup.
On the futon next to him, Lu Qi's face was pale, his breath was unstable, and his eyes were shining with flames of hatred.
"It belongs to Wang Juefeng. Otherwise, with Ding Hao's innate strength, how could he seriously hurt me with one blow? Wang Juefeng was one of the two prides of Hidden Sword Peak in the past. Although he was expelled from Hidden Sword Peak, he and Qi Qi The old monster in green shirt has a constant affection, and he is willing to give such a precious thing to Ding Hao, probably because of the old monster's instruction."
Lu Qi wished he could chop Ding Hao into pieces with thousands of swords.
This time in front of so many people, being knocked unconscious by Ding Hao, like carrying a wild dog, picked him up and threw him away, which was simply a shame and humiliation, and made him the biggest laughing stock among the three generations of true disciples of Wenjian Sect.
However, he must suppress his anger and tell the truth about the information he knows without daring to add any exaggeration.
Because of existence.
What this person who stands at the top of the entire faction and speaks for himself hates most is when his subordinates mix their personal emotions into basic reports.
Yin Yifei fell silent when he heard the words "Qi Qingshan".
Although his status in the sect is not low, and the faction behind him is even more prominent, he is far from qualified to challenge the old monster head-on. Even if he is the backer behind him, facing the old monster Qi Qingshan , also have to stay away.
"Is this the end of it this time? Lu Pengfei was originally the chess piece chosen by the young master, but he was killed by Ding Hao in public. Where will the face of the young master and us be put?" Yin Yifei said, the anger in his heart still lingering. , smacked down the palm with hatred, and smashed the stone table in front of him into powder.
"Of course we can't just let it go."
Suddenly a clear voice sounded in the hall without warning.
Golden light flashed out of thin air, and a slender and straight body, filled with a vast and powerful aura, slowly walked out of the golden light, and in an instant, came to the two of them.
Pandongliu!
"See Senior Brother Dongliu!" Yin Yifei and Lu Qi did not dare to be careless and quickly saluted respectfully.
Fan Dongliu nodded, his eyes fell on Lu Qi, nodded slightly, and asked: "How is Junior Brother Lu's injury?"
"Thank you, Senior Brother Dongliu, for caring about me. It's okay." Lu Qi said with a look of shame on his face.
Fan Dongliu nodded: "That contains the power of Wang Juefeng's full blow during his heyday. Haha, that Wang Juefeng was one of the two prides of Hidden Sword Peak in the past. His strength was as early as the Grand Master. Therefore, you did not lose unjustly. Don’t take other people’s gossip to heart. Don’t be depressed and decadent. Besides, the young master has no intention of blaming you.”