Ding Hao was very surprised. He thought his eyes were deceiving him and continued sending his Ice Qi into the Fate Sea aperture. However, the result was the same as before. When the Ice Qi reached the second Fate Sea aperture, it disappeared completely, not matter how much he sent or how hard he tried. How strange! How could this happen? Ding Hao forced himself to calm down and tried to think though this problem. The only explanation he could think of was the strange incident in the cave under the Great Abyss, especially with the strange saber and sword shadows and the constant sound of arguing. Was that where the problem lay? At this thought, something shocking suddenly happened that almost scared the wits out of Ding Hao. "Oh wow, this boy is pretty smart!" chirped a clear male voice in his head, without any warning. ... Ding Hao was so terrified that he almost jumped out of bed like a startled

The male voice laughed loudly, saying, "Don't bother about that crazy woman... Naturally, what you have to do is to open the second set to train up your meridians, simulate the second Qi Seed, and master the second form of mystical energy to satisfy the constitutional restrictions of the 'Holy Double Manifestation of Saber and Sword'. Then, all your obstacles will naturally be overcome." "I implore both of you seniors to teach me how to open up the second training system in myself?" asked Ding Hao sincerely. "Hahaha, good kid. You're impatient, though. Don't you wish to ask how you would differ from ordinary folk after opening up the second training system in yourself?" said the male voice. He sounded extremely pleased with Ding Hao's choice, but he had not forgotten to remind the youth solemnly. "I believe that both of you seniors will never harm me," replied Ding Hao with a straight face. The two voices in his hea

"The top ranking disciple in the Southern Academy of purple shirts is known as Lyu Kuang. Many followers from the Southern Academy have gathered by his side, and it is said that he is already secretly in control of one-quarter of its disciples. Other than Lyu Kuang, the other disciples that are the most well-liked and active are Nan Mengzheng, Dong Yi, Wang Xiaoshi, and a few others. They possess a certain level of strength." "The Northern Academy of yellow shirts is not united, but there's a fatso known as Ren Xiaoyao and a teenager called Lin Xin. They have been very active these few days. They are also very strong and have been trying to contact the other disciples of the Northern Academy!" "As for the Western Academy of red shirts, there's nothing really special about it. There's nobody there worth focusing your attention on, and rumor has it that all of their 10 seed candidates are not very strong." After finishing reporting in one go, Zhang Tianlun also pr

They were dressed in pale gold robes, about 30 years old, with majestic faces, long hairs floating before their chests. There were waves of powerful Qi, swaying around their bodies, and even distorting the sunlight around them. All the nominal disciples were so nervous that they breathed slightly. Ding Hao felt like he choked, as if three ancient mountains were in front of him. The ice Qi in his lower dantian and the fire Qi in his middle dantian were both being suppressed, so they began making instinctive moves. They started to violently flow in the meridians and apertures as a resistance. Like thunder, they resisted instinctively. He hurried to suppress the two forces with his remaining energy to slowly stabilize the Qi. "That's horrible! The three cultivations must be more than primordial grandmasters. They must have reached incredible realms. Swordsmanship-seeking Sect's experts are as common as the clouds!"

"Still hasn't drawn the sword? I suppose he can't find a chance to! Haha!" "That's right. A swordsman can't even draw out his sword in front of his opponent. What a shame for your Eastern Academy of green shirts seeded fighter!" Western Academy of red shirts disciples chortled wildly. "You..." Zhang Fan was not eloquent or good at reasoning. Thus, he could only talk back with his teeth gritted. "You can talk the talk, I'll see who laughs last!" "Right, wait and see. Our Brother Ding must kick the sh** out of the skinny tall bamboo!" Eastern Academy of green shirts disciples like Wang Xiaoqi enthusiastically rooted for Ding Hao and glared at the disciples of Western Academy of red shirts. In the middle of their bickering, a dramatic change happened in the ring— "Clang!" A sorrowful clang suddenly rang inside the entire ring. Moreover, the pouring sword light icing air stopped at that instant. Everyone raised their head in