Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 155

[Chapter 155 Aftermath was called away again]

“I’ll take revenge, I’ll take revenge, I’ll take revenge, I’ll take revenge, I swear, I’ll definitely take revenge!” Yuan Tiangang was almost out of anger, like a completely explosive Volcano, to destroy the entire military house.

Ding Hao looked at him with pity, shook his head slightly, his feet loosened, and he flew up, kicking Yuan Tiangang directly to the side of Wang Yong and the three of them.

“I said, if you don’t agree, you can fight again!” Ding Hao didn’t take him seriously at all.

Only a peerless genius like Mu Tianyang, the “prodigy” of Qingping College, can put pressure on Ding Hao today, and a little guy like Yuan Tiangang doesn’t know the importance. To be honest, Ding Hao really doesn’t take it seriously.

Ding Hao’s dismissive attitude made Yuan Tiangang furious, but he was helpless.

He could see that Ding Hao really didn’t take him seriously, rather than pretending to be.

“Haha, what bastard bloodline warrior disciple, is vulnerable, it’s not worthy to bring shoes to our Senior Brother Ding!”

“I don’t know who was still talking about stepping on the feet of ordinary disciples? Hey, someone, does your face still hurt?”

“Haha, of course it doesn’t hurt anymore. Someone’s face is comparable to a city wall. Didn’t you see that a hole was knocked out of the bluestone floor!”

“Hey, if I were someone, I would kill myself by wiping my neck, my face was stepped on the ground, and I’m still barking here. I really don’t know how to write the word shame!”

The disciples of the Eastern Green Shirts shared the same hatred. Among them, there were a few guys with sharp tongues. They cooperated with each other, giggling and sneering unceremoniously. Every word was like an invisible slap, and they slapped the four bloodline warriors fiercely. disciple’s face.

The three of Wang Yong were scared by Ding Hao for a long time, and they lowered their heads and didn’t dare to say a word.

Yuan Tiangang screamed in anger!

With his dignified position as the top three in the general list of new disciples of Sword Sect, he was first beaten like a wreck, and now he was ridiculed by a group of mediocre ordinary disciples, but he couldn’t refute it. He couldn’t stop opening his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow!

“Ah, Ding Hao… Green Shirt East Courtyard… I won’t let you go… I’m so pissed off… Pfft!”

Yuan Tiangang spewed a few mouthfuls of blood again, his legs twitched, his eyelids rolled, and he fell down with a thud, and he passed out out of anger.

Wang Yong and the others did not dare to go up to help him, but looked at Ding Hao for the first time.

With a staring expression, it seems like a dog waiting for the master’s order.

Ding Hao waved his hand impatiently, Wang Yong and the three were relieved, and they quickly went up to help Yuan Tiangang up. Like a lost dog, he didn’t dare to turn his head back. .

“get out!”

“Haha, long live Senior Brother Ding!”

“Senior Brother Ding, you are so handsome!”

“Hahaha, we won, what bastard bloodline warrior disciple, roll your tail!”

At this time, the disciples of the East Courtyard in Qingshan couldn’t hold back their excitement any longer. They rushed up to surround Ding Hao in the middle, and threw them up high. Everyone’s face flushed with excitement.

Although it was Ding Hao who defeated Yuan Tiangang and others, as a member of the ordinary disciples, especially with Ding Hao, he was also a member of the ordinary disciples of the Qingshan East Academy. Everyone was filled with an uncontrollable sense of pride and belonging!

With a smile on Li Lan’s face, she watched the brothers throw Ding Hao up high.

In this battle, Ding Hao’s resolute attitude and thunderous methods made him as strong as Li Lan, and he had to admit Ding Hao’s strength and excellence.

And in the distance, the beautiful Yujie who stood quietly like a white lotus out of water and taught Ximen Qianxue seemed to be infected by the lively atmosphere of the teenagers. A slight smile.

Ding Hao’s strong performance left a deep imprint on her heart.

I have been asking Sword Sect for three or four years, and I am used to seeing all kinds of battles in the sect, and I am used to seeing geniuses of all sizes emerging. Qianxue, this is the first time I have seen an ordinary disciple show such an overwhelmingly strong attitude in front of a bloodline warrior disciple!

“Ding Hao! This boy seems to be different from anyone I’ve met before!”

For some unknown reason, Ximen Qianxue had such a strange thought in her heart.

After standing silently for a while, the rare smile on Ximen Qianxue’s face finally slowly faded away, she cleared her throat, and then, in her usual plain and cold tone, said crisply, “Enough of the trouble? There is still one stick of incense time, so we all return to their seats immediately, and we continue the class.”

“Ah? Are you still going to class?”

“Teacher Ximen, why don’t we go out on a green trip together to celebrate Senior Brother Ding’s victory over the blood disciples, how about this idea?” Someone took the opportunity to get close to the beauty.

“You pig head, it’s late autumn now, go to Maoqing!”

“You’re a pig’s head, you don’t understand fun, you fool!”

Under the gaze of Ximen Qianxue’s calm but intimidating gaze, the teenagers who were still babbling about, returned to their respective seats with low eyebrows and pleasing to the eye. Due to the destruction of many bluestone tables and chairs in the previous battle, the teenagers were not allowed to do so. Not three or four crowded together, continue to class.

Ximen Qianxue did not let Ding Hao go because of this twist.

In front of all the students, Ximen Qianxue grabbed Ding Hao and criticized Ding Hao obediently. Seeing how Ding Hao obediently bowed his head and admitted his mistake, everyone covered their mouths and laughed. When they got up, they liked Ding Hao, who was alive and fleshy, as warm and reliable as the big brother next door.

For the next one stick of incense, Ximen Qianxue taught extremely seriously.

Maybe because of the influence of this turmoil, the relationship between the disciples and this beautiful teacher Yu Bingshan seems to have been brought closer at once. Some guys who didn’t listen very carefully before began to listen to her lectures seriously. , even the guy Wang Xiaoqi is much more honest.

The only exception is still Ding Hao.

Holding his cheeks, his eyes were in a daze, as if he was wandering in the heavens, and he seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes open, his line of sight out of focus. Ding Hao’s lazy appearance made Ximen Qianxue’s heart of Gujing Wubo couldn’t help but feel a rare trace of anger. .

The time for a stick of incense quickly passed.

“I’ll be here today, Ding Hao, come with me.” Ximen Qianxue glared at Ding Hao, turned and left the Wushe.

Ding Hao, who finally recovered from the roar of his companions, had no choice but to face bitterly, bowed his head and followed behind the teacher of Meiyan Yu, and walked out all the way.

“I’m sure that Qianxue’s teaching must be interested in Senior Brother Ding.” Wang Xiaoqi said with a mean face.