The more he reflected on the set of swordsmanship, the more exquisite he thought it was.
However, the disciple Song Feixiong from Western Academy of red shirts apparently had not grasped the real quintessence of the swordsmanship, for he only copied the movements, not the soul of it!
At the same time, a few dozens of disciples from Eastern Academy of green shirts, including Zhang Fan, gathered around Ding Hao in a circle, in the prevention of any disturbance. Ding Hao was taking a rest in preparation of the second round of the martial arts contests.
"Ding Hao actually made it to the next round!" In distance, Ge Yin was not quite convinced of Ding Hao's victory.
"He was just lucky and met a Western Academy of red shirts fool." Apparently, Zhang Tianlun was not satisfied with the result either.
Although they were all disciples from Eastern Academy of green shirts, Ding Hao's victory had somehow stolen the spotlight that was supposed to be exclusively
"You are too far away... really not fun!" "You are just too weak... There is hardly thrilling!" Chen Sheng hissed, shaking his head as he looked proud of himself. Still, unable to do anything, Ge Yin could only seethe in anger. He could hardly summon any resolve to fight before such an adversary. The sore and pain felt by him extinguished whatever will he had as he sighed dejectedly and surrendered the game. At the same time at the 18th arena, another player from the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts, Zhang Tianlun, has just been defeated, effectively ending his run in the five academies' tournament. "Liang Feixue of the Honorable Alliance of Seven! He's too terrible!" Standing at the bottom of the arena, Zhang Tianlun reflected on what had happened four to five minutes ago on the arena and looked up at the young man in flowing robes of white that contrasted his long black hair, feeling a sudden chill that made him shuddered. Zhang Tian
They all studied the opponents they might encounter in the next round. Some of the people were filled with apprehension while others scoffed at the spectacular battle. "Hurmph, warriors are the noblest people who practice Qi. Fighting like savages is really embarrassing for the martial artists of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect." "It is really stunning to be able to cultivate their strength to such a level. It seems that the two people have all practiced some sort of Golden Body magic skills secretly. We must not underestimate them!" "A powerful physical body is the basis of unleashing powerful battle strength. These two people have unlimited potential!" "Hurmph, the two of them are savages with strong bodies but are simple-minded. They are not worthy of being my opponents!" The seeded fighters of each courtyard who had successfully entered the third round watched the battle on the arena. They each held different views. Some of them might hav
The youth who was proud and arrogant and had many bad habits had already reigned himself in plenty. He had spent time with Ding Hao and Zhang Fan, and the three people got along well. They conversed for a while. The two of them did not dare to disturb Ding Hao's rest and left. Boom! The room's stone door shut from the outside. Ding Hao breathed out lightly. Then, he sat on the stone bed cross-legged and slowly started to activate his martial arts skills to recuperate. It was a forceful and satisfying fight today with Dong Yi from the Southern Academy of purple shirts. Since his miraculous encounter in the cave of the garbage cliff at the back of the mountain, Ding Hao's physical body had become very much stronger. He had yet to meet his match in terms of physical strength. This Dong Yi was an exception. He had fought with Ding Hao for almost two hours. Even though he had managed to cause Dong Yi to faint in the end, but Ding Hao had i
Wang Xiaoqi was from a merchant family and was very rich. Money flowed out of his hands like running water, and he did not feel bad about it. Ding Hao kept the little booklet and nodded slightly. Then, he patted Wang Xiaoqi's shoulders and said, "Junior Brother Zhong. Thank you. I will remember your help." "Senior Brother, you're really great." Zhang Fan had tossed away the ill-feeling he had in his happiness. He hugged Wang Xiaoqi's shoulders excitedly and said, "With this, Senior Brother's chances of winning are even higher in today's competition." Wang Xiaoqi laughed. He was very happy. Ding Hao's stance, especially, made him heave a sigh of relief silently. Wang Xiaoqi was from a merchant family. Even though his family had always been grooming him to study martial arts, he had been influenced by his surroundings as a child. He was rather talented in the art of finances and was able to see things and people for what they were. Wang
By good luck, Cheng Fei had gotten half a kilogram of Taiyi Stardust after inadvertently annihilated a demon nest during his experience in the desert a while ago, and some inner core disciples had known that and were casting greedy eyes on it. Yin Yifei smiled, opening his hand out. A pair of strangely shaped sickle appeared, rotating and flickering. The sickle was about one and a half meter long. The handle was only forty centimeters and was covered with dark red patterns, and the knife edge was sharp. The blood grooves on both sides were extremely clever. The ridge was about two fingers wide, and the whole body was dark red and was made of black iron. It was in the shape of a flying dragon and weighed at least a hundred pounds. It could cut off the hair that fell on it. Although it was not a magical weapon, it was definitely a sharp weapon. As soon as the sickle appeared, there was a bit of hotness in the air. "Good knife!" Cheng Fei glanced at the chop
The audiences exclaimed. Chen Qidong looked dignified. He chose not to block it. With strange footwork that he was using, he was like a soft willow branch swinging in the storm, constantly changing his position and leaving many shadows on the stage. This test had entered a climax from the beginning. 15 minutes had passed quickly. Li Lan had already pushed Exceedingly Beautiful Fade-like Palm Technique to its limit. His every hit would leave a jade-colored palm print in the air. It would last some minutes and as it moved forward, it would shatter Chen Qidong's clothes and hair. The palm wind was extremely horrible like a sharp weapon. Chen Qidong had been using his body moves to avoid attacks from the beginning. Up to now, he had used three different body moves, each of which was better than Ding Hao's Jinghong Step. Chen Qidong was like a small seesaw floating in the ocean in the storm. It seemed that every time he would be overwhelmed by th
Next, the competition continued. The third round was definitely something that was unbearable to recall for disciples in the Southern Academy of purple shirts. Lyu Kuang, who was very likely to make it into the top five, got knocked out because he was defeated by Liang Feixue. Their only hope, Wang Xiaoshi, who was known for his endurance and unconventional gambit, had the strength that could not be underestimated. However, he was out of luck merely because he encountered Li Muyun, the number one in the Honorable Alliance of Seven. Li Muyun, the man in all his glory, beat Wang Xiaoshi down from the arena with a single move. The participants in the Southern Academy of purple shirts were completely eliminated right after the Western Academy of red shirts. Participants in the Central Academy of white shirts, however, still held strong momentum and did not let their supporters down. ... In the following fourth round, a handsome youth name
Within the arena. "I didn't think you had the courage to go through with this," The corners of Sun Jiutian's mouth curled in a disdainful sneer. His body was a bit on the heavy side, but not overly obese and he looked very handsome still. Ding Hao's eyes were filled with disdain and had a look of provocation in them. Inwardly, Ding Hao felt calm and unmoved. However, there were some exceedingly over-enthusiastic female disciples amongst the audience. They were screaming wildly and even accused Sun Jiutian of being too arrogant! "Wow, Fourth Brother is certainly popular with all the female disciples these days! I never thought he would immediately be the public enemy of females after meeting Ding Hao." Elder Chen Qidong stroked his chin in surprise. "He looks rather puny with his small white face, how can he ever be worthy of being Fourth Brother's opponent?" "You women are totally short-sighted, not capable of seeing far!" The