MTL - Blade and Sword God Sovereign-~ Chapter 39, fanatical believers

Mainly still the performance of these ten people before is too arrogant, one by one, not only hit the door to hit people, but also all kinds of mad words, now fall so far, it can be considered self-deprecating.

The disciples of the Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital only felt extremely incomparable.

"You...you are proud, give me a wait, my Nangong Zheng, in the Ziyi South Hospital is a disciple outside the top 50, defeat me, nothing, wait until the Fifth Academy, you will Know, the true strength of our Zizhao South Hospital, don't cry when you are!"

Nangong Zheng stood up under the support of his brothers and brothers, and was ashamed and angry.

There was a burst of green on his face, a burst of red, and it was changing rapidly.

Before receiving the first palm of Ding Hao, at that time, the Nangong levied a right arm, still filled with silver frost, never retreated, the entire arm is still in a state of loss of intuition until now.

Several other disciples in the South Court are similar.

Anyone, who was hit by Ding Hao's palm, had a large piece of silver frost, a clear handprint, and temporarily lost the fighting ability. Ten people looked at Ding Hao's expression, full of horror and fear.

Everyone understands that Ding Hao has condensed his own attributes.

And it is still extremely rare, and it is extremely scary.

"It's not too arrogant, you wait, our Lu mad brother has already entered the second martial arts scene, and must sweep the East House at that time, today's shame, two days later, let you double back!"

Nangong Zheng was sullen and sullen and screamed at the scene, and the disciples who were in the South of the Purple Shirt went away.

The disciples of the Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital laughed and did not care at all, and they did not hesitate to send a mockery.

I waited until the Nangong Zheng and others supported each other and disappeared into the distance. This made me feel a bad breath in my heart, and I was still trying to stop. I was surrounded by Ding Hao with enthusiasm.

"Ding brother, you must have been a martial art? It's amazing!"

"Ding brother, can you guide us? I practiced last night and night [Tai Xuan asked the sword], but the progress was slow, just a little bit of anger!"

"Right, Ding Shixiong, Tai Xuan asked the sentence in the sword article, "Heart is the main force, the gas is from the heart, and the rhythm is stimulated by the rhythm of Xuan Xuan, and the sigh is sinful." This is too vague. What is the rhythm of Xuan Xuan's rhythm?"

Ding Hao’s repeated performances have completely conquered the juveniles in this group.

Everyone gathered in Ding Hao to enter the dining room. Someone took the initiative to help Ding Hao to have a good breakfast. The group gathered around Ding Hao and asked while eating. Even Wang Xiaoqi’s arrogant and vain guy was thoroughly dressed. Ding Hao, a word of "Ding brother", called more intimate than anyone else.

"The rhythm of Xuan Xuan is the rhythm that makes your body feel the most comfortable. The so-called Xuan Xuan is comfort and forget me..."

Ding Hao is very cheerful, has questions and answers, never hides his own secrets, and puts his own cultivation experience, tells them one by one, and discusses with the teachers and young people. Unconsciously, the breakfast time has passed, and one morning has passed.

This kind of heart and mind, once again convinced the disciples of the Tsing Yi East Hospital.

Unconsciously, Ding Hao has conquered the disciples of countless Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital.

By his side, he has unwittingly had a large number of fanatical followers.

......

Looking at the Nangong Zheng and other people disappeared in the distance, a ten people outside the 500 meters of the East Court Wushe, holding a banyan tree, jumped down a few teenagers.

These people are wearing white shirts wrapped in silver piles. They are not stained, the style is good, the temperament is good, the waist is long and the sword is on the face, and the face is proud and proud. It is obviously a white shirt from the five courtyards. Intermediate Court.

"What do you think?"

"Unexpectedly, the most weakly recognized Tsing Yi East Hospital, there is such a very interesting person, hey, the first sword of the East Court Ding Hao? If it was not before the boss came to restrain the hands, I really want to have a few with him. trick!"

"The third child, this martial art, don't mess!"

"This Ding Hao is worthy of being a remote property such as God. His icy temperament should be the ultimate attribute, some doorways!"

"How do you all praise him? A jumper clown who has just entered a martial arts scene can only press the Nangong to levy a few wastes. For us, the Qiyi League is simply not enough. ”

"Yes, our white shirts are the strongest in the five houses. The strength of this Ding Hao can't be entered in the top 30 of the Chinese Academy. It's not worth mentioning."

"It is the madness of the South of the Purple Shirt. It has already won the support of one-half of the disciples of the South Campus. It is the hottest candidate for the future of the South Campus. He wants to win the title in the next day. Therefore, Nangong Zheng and others were sent to challenge other hospitals to test the strength of each hospital and be ambitious!"

"This Lu mad, indeed can not be underestimated, ranked 36th in the total list, and has the talent of the commander, will be the enemy of the big brother in the future!"

"Let's go, tell the big brother what happened here."

The disciples of these white shirts have been reached. They talked for a while under the tree, turned and left, and drifted away.

Among the six people, only the boy who was called "the second brother" seemed to have noticed what he had before leaving. He intentionally or unconsciously looked in the direction of a stone statue in the distance and took a deep look.

......

"Well? Liang Feixue seems to have discovered us?"

Underneath a stone statue of a warrior in the distance, a chubby and cute teenager wearing a light yellow jersey and lazily leaning against the stone base, with a roast chicken leg in his mouth, was stunned and surprised. However.

"Liang Feixue is the second of the White Shirt Intermediate Court [Seven Yimeng], second only to Li Muyun, and the strength is not bad. It is not surprising to find us." The thin-skinned boy, another red-toothed, extremely handsome boy, said faintly : "Not to mention, we have not hidden."

"Hey, what you said is also awkward!"

"Let's go, this time, go back and share the information you just got with other seed players."

"Share with them? Those proud ones are like peacocks. Forcing guys, if they are both disciples of the North Shirt, I have already beaten their noses, and we have worked hard to get the information. Why are you telling them?"

The chubby teenager complained dissatisfied.

Saying, with a raised hand, the chicken bones draw a beautiful parabola in the air and fall into the trash can 100 meters away without hesitation.

"You also said, we are all disciples of the North Shirt of the Yellow Shirt." The handsome boy did not return to the ground: "Since we entered the first day of asking Jianzong, the competition began. You have to remember, ask Jianzong. Investigating disciples not only depends on the progress of personal strength, but also on the cohesiveness of the disciples and the ability of leaders. The true core disciples must be all-rounders who are indispensable for personal strength, personality charm, loyalty, and leadership. ""

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