Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 52

[Chapter 52 The Fame of the Seven Righteous Alliance]

They all came to learn about the opponents they might encounter in the next round.

For such a unique battle, some people were horrified, and some people scoffed.

“Hmph, warriors are noble beings who cultivate profound energy. Fighting like a barbarian is really a shame for a swordsman warrior!”

“It’s amazing to be able to cultivate the physical strength to this level. It seems that these two have secretly cultivated some kind of golden body profound art that enhances the body. It must not be underestimated!”

“A strong body is the foundation of maximum combat power. These two people have infinite potential!”

“Hmph, two savages with well-developed limbs and simple minds are not worthy of my opponents!”

The seeded players from various academies who have already won the victory and entered the third round have different opinions when they see the battle in the arena. Even if some people are contemptuous, their expressions are not relaxed. Once they encounter this kind of humanoid violence in the next round. Dragons, when fighting, will encounter certain troubles.

boom!

I don’t know how many explosions sounded in the ring.

The two figures, who were entangled like lightning, finally separated.

The purple gown on Dong Yi’s body was shattered and covered with dust. The whole person took a dozen steps back, and then he slowly stood still. Even at this time, his body was still standing like a javelin, standing upright!

When Ding Hao wore the blue shirt, several holes were also ruptured. The palms of his hands were covered with red marks, the veins burst out, blood oozes out, and he trembled slightly.

“Hahaha, good, good! It’s the first time I’ve met Dongyi, an opponent who can fight fist to fist and palm to palm for such a long time, Ding Hao, the first sword of the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts, you, very good, very good!”

Dong Yi laughed out loud, showing a bold attitude.

This kind of bearing made the disciples of the Zishan South Court below the stage couldn’t help but cheer and applaud loudly.

However, in the next instant, a mutation suddenly occurred.

After Dong Yi finished speaking, he couldn’t help shaking his body, then he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and he fell to the sky!

“Senior Brother Dong!”

Under the stage, someone exclaimed, his body flashed, and he jumped up to support Dong Yi, who had fallen down. When he looked closely, he saw that blood was oozing out from Dong Yi’s mouth, nose and ears, and blue veins on his arms and neck were violent. It started up, like a centipede crawling all over the skin, extremely terrifying.

“Qing Shirt East Courtyard, it’s too bullying to beat Senior Brother East so seriously?” The purple shirt South Court disciple stared at Ding Hao angrily.

Ding Hao’s face was calm and did not make excuses.

“To make trouble without reason, to fight in the arena, it is inevitable that he will be injured. He was just knocked out. His skills are not as good as others, so he can only blame himself.” Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaoqi also jumped into the ring and stood beside Ding Hao, for fear that Ding Hao would suffer.

“Qingshan East Courtyard, Ding Hao wins!”

The ring referee loudly announced the final outcome of the fight.

Under the stage, the disciples of the East Courtyard in Qingshan cheered and jumped onto the ring impatiently, and excitedly surrounded Ding Hao at the very center.

As for the disciples of the Purple Shirt South Court, they could only take Dong Yi away from the ring with a sad expression.

In this competition, Dong Yi lost in the field he was best at and had nothing to say. The only thing that made them feel unacceptable was that Dong Yi was supposed to be one of the three most confident winners in the second round of the Southern Academy, but unexpectedly, he lost to the dark horse Ding Hao in this way!

far away.

“Interesting, hehe, it’s really interesting, but I hope that in the third round tomorrow, I can draw this Ding Hao.” Chen Sheng, the third child of the White Shirt Intermediate Court [Qiyi League], smiled with his snow-white teeth showing after watching the game.

He is a martial artist and likes tough opponents the most.

“This Ding Hao is already at the end of the game. He fought too hard. Although he defeated Dongyi of the Nanyuan Academy, his internal injuries were not light. No matter who he draws in tomorrow’s competition, he will undoubtedly lose.” Sorry authentic.

“I’m going to fight him sooner or later, haha, and Dong Yi, hehe, I like these two guys.” Wu Chi Chen Sheng was eager to try.

“Let’s go, go back.”

Li Muyun, the leader of the [Qiyi League], turned and left.

The number one candidate for winning the Grand Competition of the Fifth Academy has an elegant and handsome complexion, a slender figure, and always has a faint smile on his face, giving people a kind and easy-going impression, especially with a pair of peach blossom eyes, which are rare in men, when he smiles , can absolutely fascinate any girl, there is an indescribable charm.

The other six left behind Li Muyun.

These seven people fluttered in white shirts and had a good bearing, and they had already attracted the attention of all the disciples around.

“Look, that’s the famous [Qiyi League] of the White Shirt Intermediate Court!”

“Yeah, as soon as the seven of them entered the Sword Sect, they swore to worship. Everyone’s strength is very strong, and they have already entered the third round of competition, which is enviable!”

The disciples from various courtyards talked a lot, and among them, the disciples from the Baishan Intermediate Court did not hide the pride on their faces.

“Hmph, [Qiyi League]? I want to see, how long can you be proud?” Li Lan’s face was sullen, and she looked up at Ding Hao, who was surrounded by the disciples of the East Court in the ring, and her eyes flashed deeply. The cold light flashed away, and turned and left with Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun.

“Dong Yi’s strength should at least enter the fourth round, but he lost to the little-known Ding Hao… Well, it’s a pity, missing a few points in the plan.” Lu Kuang, the first person in the hospital, raised his eyebrows together, his eyes flickered, and he didn’t know what he was thinking. After a moment, he turned and left with his followers.

“It’s a pity, this Ding Hao, who is really inexperienced, chooses to fight in this stupid way. It’s too expensive. Tomorrow’s battle is over for him!” .

“In this case, God bless, let me draw him tomorrow.” Fatty foodie Ren Xiaoyao said with a smile.

Lin Xin almost stumbled: “You have a second bye today, you are already very lucky, and you still want to draw a half-crippled opponent tomorrow? You are dreaming!”

“Hey, why are you reacting so much, you wouldn’t be jealous of my luck, would you?” Ren Xiaoyao laughed.

Lin Xin: “Why don’t you die!”

“Senior Brother Ding, are you alright?”

Returning to the No. 8 compound and sending Ding Hao back to his room, Zhang Fan asked worriedly.

“I’m fine, don’t worry.” Ding Hao smiled.

“Brother Ding, rest early, and will participate in the third round of competition tomorrow morning. Hehe, Senior Brother Ding, you are really showing off today. The brothers in the East Court are very excited, especially those female disciples, worshiping you is crazy. It makes me jealous.”

Wang Xiaoqi, who sent Ding Hao back with Zhang Fan, laughed.