"What's going on? Didn't you see Ding Hao?"
"Hey, why hasn't Senior Brother Ding come yet?"
"Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Ding Hao, where are you?"
Among the top seven, only Ding Hao has not shown up yet, which aroused some people's attention and speculation. The female disciples who couldn't wait to admire Ding Hao's grace started to boo anxiously.
Zhang Fan, Wang Xiaoqi and other disciples from the Qingshan East Campus were also anxiously looking for Ding Hao.
"I don't know where Senior Brother Ding has gone. I haven't seen him since I got up this morning." As half of Ding Hao's roommates, Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaoqi were asked about Ding Hao's whereabouts countless times. They could only do this answer.
"Is it possible that this kid was so frightened by Li Muyun's words yesterday that he hid and did not dare to participate in the competition?" Wang Juefeng, the sinister male head coach, touched his chin and said to himself thoughtfully: "This is not the case. Promising guy!"
His ability to attract hatred has not diminished at all.
This sentence immediately caused countless of Ding Hao's adoring supporters to glare at him. If the sinister man hadn't been wearing the clothes of a third-generation disciple, he would have been pulled aside by the teenagers and beaten up.
"All the top seven disciples, please go to the rest preparation area and prepare to draw lots."
The magistrate's voice, which spread out with rich profound energy, covered up the noise in the square of Yanwu District and rang in everyone's ears.
"What should I do? Senior Brother Ding Hao hasn't come back yet!"
"Do we really want to give up?"
The disciples in Qingshan East Campus were all anxious.
Li Lan also had a strange look on his face, and thought to himself: "Ding Hao is not a timid person, and he will never be frightened by Li Muyun's words. What on earth delayed him?"
While speaking, the magistrate's urging voice sounded for the third time.
Except for Ding Hao, the other six top seven players have all arrived at the rest preparation area specially opened today, waiting for the draw.
"Is it possible that Ding Hao, the most popular person this year, is going to abstain from voting?"
…
On the viewing platform.
"I didn't expect that Ding Hao is such a coward that he is too timid to come?" Lu Qi, one of the hosts of the Fifth Academy Competition, couldn't hold back the pride in his heart and said with a smile: "In this way, the bet has been revealed, Cheng Junior Brother's half a pound of [Taiyi Star Sand] will probably change hands!"
"Junior Brother Lu, don't be too happy too early!" Cheng Fei retorted with a sneer, but he was also a little anxious in his heart. What happened to Ding Hao? How important it is that he hasn't shown up yet.
"Hmph, you haven't shown up yet. You clearly don't take the five-house competition organized by the sect seriously!" Yin Yifei snorted coldly, knocked on the table hard, and said, "I propose that Ding Hao's top seven qualifications be Cancelled and will be replaced by Lu Kuang of Zishan Nanyuan."
Lu Qi laughed loudly: "Okay, I agree."
There are three nominal persons in charge of this Five Academy Competition. As long as the two of them agree, even if Cheng Fei, the other person in charge who favors Ding Hao, objects, it will only be two against one and it will not help.
Once Ding Hao's qualifications are deprived, it means that the outcome of the bet between the three of them will be decided, and half a pound of [Taiyi Star Sand] will be theirs.
Before Cheng Fei could speak, another heavyweight, Leng Yixuan, who had been closing his eyes silently, opened his eyes, shook his head, and said, "No, wait a little longer."
The faces of Yin Yifei and Lu Qi suddenly turned ugly.
They are both core disciples, but Leng Yixuan's status is much higher than the two of them, and his words have more weight.
Yin Yifei said with an unnatural expression: "Senior Brother Leng is not the person in charge of this competition among the five colleges. I'm afraid he has no right to participate in this matter."
Lu Qi's eyes lit up.
good!
Although Leng Yixuan has a high status among the core true disciples of the third generation, he is also known for being unbiased on weekdays. It is not something that the two of them can contradict, but he is not the person in charge of the Fifth Academy Competition. In this matter If the name is not right and the words are not right, there is indeed no right to speak.
"If I say no, it won't work." Leng Yixuan ignored Yin Yifei's reasons and closed his eyes again. His tone was calm, but he said in an extremely domineering manner: "If you don't accept it, you two can give it a try."
"You..." Yin Yifei and Lu Qi almost exploded with anger.
This is simply unreasonable!
at this time-
"Haha, there's no need for the three of you to argue, the matter is settled."
Cheng Fei's eyes suddenly lit up and he said with a smile.
Because he saw among the crowd in the distance, Ding Hao, who was covered in mud stains and looked like he had just crawled out of a garbage dump, hurried over with sweat profusely.
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Sun Feixiong could only snort unwillingly and said nothing more.
Cheng Fei sneered in his heart and hummed!
Fortunately, Ding Hao is here today. Otherwise, if he is really disqualified from the top seven by you and offends Senior Brother Leng, you may be able to get away with it. But this Ding Hao is the seedling that the old monster abandoned Qingshan. If you offend that old monster, you Yin Yifei will have to shed his skin even if he doesn't die!
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"Senior Brother Ding is here!"
Someone in the crowd roared excitedly, and the entire martial arts area was like a handful of salt sprinkled into a slightly hot oil pan, and it suddenly began to boil uncontrollably.
Zhang Fan, Fang Tianyi, Wang Xiaoqi and other disciples from the Qingshan East Campus were so excited that they almost burst into tears.
The group of people didn't bother to ask any questions, and immediately took action to separate the crowd and open up a path, allowing Ding Hao to pass through the sea of people as quickly as possible and reach the players' resting and preparation area under the first ring.
"Ah, Senior Brother Ding looks so handsome even though he is covered in dust!"
Among the crowd, there was a nymphomaniac female disciple with peach blossoms in her eyes.
After the referee verified Ding Hao's identity, the bell rang, and the draw for the semi-finals was immediately entered.
Under the spotlight, the mystery of the battle distribution situation was unveiled and listed on the announcement stone -
Li Lan from Qingshan East Courtyard VS Liang Feixue from Whiteshirt Middle School!
Baishan Intermediate Court Li Muyun VS Baishan Intermediate Court Feng Xingjun!
Ding Hao from the Green Shirt East Campus VS Lin Xin from the Yellow Shirt North Campus!
Ren Xiaoyao from Huangshan North Campus... got a bye!
Seeing that fat foodie's name appearing on the bye draw again, almost everyone was going crazy. Even the fat man Ren Xiaoyao himself was about to explode in shock with his chubby face.
Bye
Him again
How can it be
Could this damn fat man really be the legendary Son of Destiny, the Luck Superman that even God is jealous of
Is there any more heavenly justice
He actually had three byes in a row. While others were working hard, he could actually easily enter the final four while chewing chicken legs all the way
God, please let this bastard die with a thunderbolt!
Everyone looked at the fat foodie Ren Xiaoyao as if they were looking at Tang Monk's meat. They were all thinking, if they took a bite of Fatty's meat, they would have the same invincible luck as Fatty
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