Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 48

[Chapter 48]

And at the same time.

Yin Yifei and other three three-generation core true masters also returned to the high platform for the ceremony that had been built next to the martial arts field.

The three greeted each other with 20 or 30 Wen Jianzong’s outer door, inner door elders, other three generations of masters, and other people from Wen Jianzong Mountain’s lay elders, and then sat on the high platform, waiting for the start of the game.

After half a column of incense time, another melodious and mighty bell sounded in the martial arts field.

The exciting five-house competition has finally officially started.

Soon, on the announcement stele in the center of the martial arts field, the distribution map of the first round of confrontation was posted. The fifty seeded players from the Fifth Academy will be divided into twenty-five pairs, and they will fight for the first round. round of competition.

Li Lan, the strongest man in the east courtyard of the green shirt, met a disciple from the north courtyard of the yellow shirt.

Li Lan’s right-hand men, Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun, confronted the disciples of the Purple Shirt South Courtyard and the White Shirt Middle Court respectively.

Several other disciples of the Eastern Green Clothes Academy also got their own opponents.

Ding Hao also saw his first opponent on the announcement stone tablet——

Blue Ten vs. Red Six!

Ding Hao’s opponent was a disciple from the Red Shirt Western Court ranked sixth.

At this time, the disciples of the Fifth Academy did not have to continue to wait in line. They were given the right to move freely, and they could freely choose the number of matches to watch and support their favorite seed players.

Ring thirty-six.

When Ding Hao walked up the stairs of the ring step by step, his opponent was already waiting impatiently in the center of the ring.

“Hahaha, I’m lucky, I actually met the opponent from the weakest Qingshan East Court in the Fifth Court, and it’s still the tenth ranked trash, haha!” The disciple in the red shirt saw Ding Hao and laughed out loud. He got up and shouted impatiently: “Hurry up, don’t waste time, I beat you, I have to prepare for the second round!”

This young man was like a bamboo pole, thin and tall, with acne on his face, and his eyes were higher than the top.

Ding Hao’s expression remained unchanged and he came to the middle of the ring.

An inner disciple who was in charge of monitoring the game came over and carefully inspected the equipment on the two of them. After finding no all kinds of poisonous weapons and other evil weapons, he explained some matters that needed attention, and nodded to signal the start of the game.

“Hey, boy, you are unlucky to meet me.” The bamboo pole boy sneered, approaching step by step.

Ding Hao tied the rust sword around his waist, indifferent and calm.

At this moment, under the ring, there was suddenly a wave of cheers and cheers higher than Ichiro, and the voices were loud and deafening.

“Brother Ding, come on!”

“Senior Brother Ding, a sword blows him away!”

“Secretly kill this arrogant red bamboo pole!”

“Senior Brother Ding, we are all here to support you, come on!”

“Senior Brother Ding must win! Victory!”

The sound of cheering went higher and higher, the voices were full of people, and the battle was extremely amazing, which attracted the attention of many people around. Even many big figures on the high platform watching the ceremony in the distance discovered this scene and watched it from a distance.

“I didn’t expect your kid to be quite popular, but unfortunately it’s useless. The competition is not more popular than the popularity. The outcome depends on the strength!”

The thin and tall bamboo pole in red shirt was also taken aback by the enthusiasm of the large number of disciples from the east courtyard in green shirt gathered around the arena.

“If you’re done talking nonsense, let’s start the competition.” Ding Hao said.

“You … stinky boy, so anxious, then roll it down for Lao Tzu.” The red shirt was furious, holding the scabbard in his right hand, a thumb bounced, and a long sword turned into a silver flowing light. The package shoots out.

At the same time, he stomped on the ground with both feet, exuding a terrifying energy, the whole person rushed out like a leopard, his right hand flashed, grabbed in the air, and instantly clasped the hilt of the sword.

Terrible swordsmanship!

Still above that icy boy Fang Tianyi.

Seed players from various colleges are indeed not easy ones.

The sword energy came towards him, and Ding Hao’s long black hair fluttered wildly.

However, Ding Hao’s face was extremely calm.

He didn’t move into the mountain, and stayed until the tip of the sword was about to pierce himself, then he turned slightly sideways between the lightning and the fire, let go of the sword, pointed his fingers like a sword, and the basic swordsmanship [Liu Yun] shot.

A touch of pale silver frost spread out on Ding Hao’s palm.

In an instant, on the arena, an overwhelming coldness erupted.

The thin red shirt and tall bamboo pole only felt the direction of the finger sword, and his ribs actually felt a pain, and he couldn’t help but change his face.

He never imagined that a guy who ranked tenth in the East Green Shirt could calmly dodge his killer move [Chasing the Electric Palace Sword].

You must know that this move of yours, from drawing the sword to the sword, is as fast as an instant, it is an extremely powerful killing move in the whole set of swordsmanship, but you do not want your opponent to not only avoid it, but also counterattack with basic swordsmanship!

Ding Hao’s black hair is like a waterfall, and his finger sword is covered with frost of different colors, like an ice sword.

The red shirt, thin and tall bamboo pole groaned in his heart, knowing that he had met a master!

shhhhhhhh!

The long sword changed its moves in his hands, and a set of [Palace Sword in Chasing Electricity] was continuously used.

The sword light was rolling, dazzling and extremely dazzling. In the eyes of others, the continuous silver light was rolling in. The terrifying sword light completely enveloped Ding Hao in this terrifying sword light and drowned his figure. .

Under the stage, this scene made many disciples in the Qingshan East Court shut their mouths nervously.

Ding Hao still did not draw his sword.

He was neither in a hurry nor slow, his palms were covered with silver ice, and he slapped gently on the opponent’s sword.

The stage was filled with the crisp sound of the palms and swords intersecting.

The sword stance of the tall and thin bamboo pole is getting faster and faster, and it is fully exerted.

He only felt that he had never used this set of [The Palace Sword in Chasing Electricity] to such a hearty state, and the whole person was completely immersed in the swordsmanship. When practicing swordsmanship, there is no such state.

Gradually, Song Feixiong, the tall and thin bamboo pole, was surprised to find that some of the stagnation and flaws he encountered in this set of swordsmanship before practicing swords gradually disappeared, and the connection of swordsmanship moves almost reached a perfect state.

And everyone in the audience was dazzled.

“Haha, Senior Brother Song Feixiong is really amazing. A set of middle-level [Palace Swords in Chasing Electricity] is very good. That disciple of the Eastern Courtyard in Blue Shirt is about to lose his support!”

The red-shirted disciples from the Western Courtyard were proud of themselves.

“Nonsense, our Senior Brother Ding just made this bamboo pole deliberately. Until now, Senior Brother Ding has not drawn his sword!” As Ding Hao’s number one fan, the Orion boy Zhang Fan immediately retorted.