Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 68

[Chapter 68 Drop a Thunder Tribulation to Kill This Bast]

“What’s the matter? Didn’t 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 did not show up for a long time, which aroused the attention and speculation of some people, and the female disciples who could not wait to admire Ding Hao’s graceful appearance, even more anxiously coaxed.

Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaoqi and other disciples from the East Courtyard of Qingshan also looked for Ding Hao uncomfortably.

“I don’t know where Senior Brother Ding has gone. I haven’t seen him since I woke up this morning.” As half of Ding Hao’s roommates, Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaoqi were asked countless times about Ding Hao’s whereabouts. answer.

“Could it be that this kid was so frightened by Li Muyun’s words yesterday that he actually hid and didn’t dare to participate in the competition?” Wang Juefeng, the head coach of the black-bellied man, touched his chin, and thoughtfully said to himself, “This is no good. Promising guy!”

His ability to pull hatred has not diminished in the slightest.

This sentence immediately caused countless Ding Hao’s adoring supporters to glare at him. If it wasn’t for the black-bellied man wearing the clothes of three generations of disciples, he would have been pulled aside by the teenagers and beaten.

“Please ask the top seven disciples to rest in the preparation area and prepare to draw lots.”

The magistrate’s voice diffused with strong profound energy, covering up the noise of the Yanwu District square, and it sounded in everyone’s ears.

“What should I do, Senior Brother Ding Hao hasn’t come back yet!”

“Do you really want to abstain?”

The disciples of the East Green Shirt were all anxious.

A strange expression appeared on Li Lan’s face, and she thought to herself, “Ding Hao is not a timid person, and he will never be stage fright because of Li Muyun’s words. What happened to delay him?”

Between the words, the referee’s urging voice sounded a third time.

In addition to Ding Hao, the other six top seven players have come to the rest preparation area specially opened today, waiting for the arrival of the lottery.

“Could it be that this year’s popular Wang Dinghao is going to abstain?”

on the viewing platform.

“I didn’t expect this Ding Hao to be a coward, so he didn’t dare to come?” Lu Qi, one of the hosts of the Five-House Grand Competition, couldn’t hold his pride, he said with a smile: “In this way, the game has been decided, Cheng Cheng. Junior Brother’s half catty [Taiyi Xingsha], I’m afraid it will change hands!”

“Junior Brother Lu, don’t be too happy!” Cheng Fei retorted with a sneer, but he was also a little anxious. What happened to Ding Hao, how important things have not appeared yet.

“Hmph, I haven’t shown up yet, obviously I don’t care about the five-academy grand competition organized by the sect!” Yin Yifei snorted coldly, knocked heavily on the table, and said, “I propose that Ding Hao be qualified as one of the top seven. Cancelled and replaced by Lu Kuang of Zishan Nanyuan.”

Lu Qi laughed: “Okay, I agree.”

There are three nominal principals of the five-house competition this time. As long as the two of them agree, even if Cheng Fei, the other principal who favors Ding Hao, objects, it is only two-to-one that will not help.

And once Ding Hao’s qualifications are deprived, it means that even if the game between the three is divided, half a catty [Taiyi Xingsha] is theirs.

Cheng Fei hadn’t spoken yet, and another heavyweight who had kept his eyes closed Leng Yisuan opened his eyes, shook his head, and said, “No, wait a minute.”

Yin Yifei and Lu Qi’s expressions suddenly turned ugly.

Both are core disciples, but Leng Yixuan’s status is much higher than the two of them, and his words are more weighty.

Yin Yifei said unnaturally: “Senior Brother Leng is not the person in charge of this five-house competition, I’m afraid I don’t have the right to participate in this matter.”

Lu Qi’s eyes lit up.

good!

Although Leng Yixuan has a high status among the three generations of core true disciples, he is notorious for saying no two on weekdays. It is not that the two of them can contradict. However, he is not the leader of the Fifth Academy Grand Competition. The name is not justified, and there is indeed no right to speak.

“If I said no, it won’t work.” Leng Yixuan ignored Yin Yifei’s reason at all, closed his eyes again, his tone was indifferent, but he threw a sentence overbearingly: “I don’t agree, you two, you can try.”

“You…” Yin Yifei and Lu Qi almost exploded with anger.

This is totally unreasonable!

at this time–

“Haha, the three of you don’t have to fight anymore, the matter is resolved.”

Cheng Fei’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled genuinely.

Because he saw that among the crowd in the distance, Ding Hao, who was covered in soil stains, hurried over, sweating profusely, as if he had just climbed out of the garbage heap.

“Humph!” Seeing this, Sun Feixiong could only snort unwillingly and said nothing more.

Cheng Fei sneered in his heart, humming!

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 through it, but this Ding Hao is the seedling of the old monster who abandoned the blue shirt and looks forward to it. If he offended that old monster, you Yin Yifei has to peel off his skin if he doesn’t die!

“Brother Ding is here!”

Someone in the crowd roared excitedly, and the entire martial arts area was like a handful of salt was sprinkled into a slightly hot oil pan, and it suddenly boiled uncontrollably.

Zhang Fan, Fang Tianyi, Wang Xiaoqi, and other disciples from the East Courtyard in Qingshan were so excited that they almost burst into tears.

A group of people didn’t bother to ask any more questions, they acted immediately, separated the crowd, opened a path, let Ding Hao pass through the crowd at the fastest time, and came to the rest preparation area for the players under the first ring.

“Ah, even if Senior Brother Ding is covered in dust, he looks so handsome!”

In the crowd, there was a nympho female disciple whose eyes became peach blossoms.

After the referee verified Ding Hao’s identity, the bell rang and immediately entered the draw for the semi-finals.

In the midst of everyone’s attention, the battle against the distribution situation was unveiled, and it was listed on the announcement stele—

Green Shirt East Court Li Lan VS White Shirt Middle Court Liang Feixue!

White Shirts Intermediate Court Li Muyun VS White Shirts Intermediate Court Feng Xingjun!

Qingshan East Court Ding Hao VS Yellow shirt North Court Lin Xin!

Ren Xiaoyao of the Yellow Shirt North Academy… bye!

Seeing that fat foodie’s name appearing on the bye sign again, almost everyone was going crazy, even the fat man Ren Xiaoyao himself, with a chubby face, was about to explode.

Bye?

Is it him again?

How can it be?

Could this dead fat man really be the legendary Son of Destiny, a superhero of luck that even the heavens are jealous of?

Is there any reason?

With three byes in a row, when others were desperate, he could easily enter the final four with chicken legs all the way?

God, let a robbery thunder strike this bastard to death!

Everyone looked at Ren Xiaoyao, a fat foodie, just like they were looking at Tang Monk’s meat. They were all thinking, would they have the same invincible luck as a fat man after eating a bite of the fat man’s meat?