Supreme Emperor of Swords

“Bah! It turns out that the so-called bloodline warriors have such virtue, and it is disappointing!” In the crowd, nobody knew who poohed, but everyone laughed.

Yuan Tiangang’s face changed. Wang Yong and other two bloodline warriors became angry from embarrassment. Their eyes were cold. They stared at the crowd and sneered, “Who said that? Who said that just now, get out of here!”

The disciples of the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts did not have the slightest fear this time and all raised their heads.

Ding Hao frowned slightly in the crowd and thought of more things.

Yuan Tiangang, pretentious and foolhardy, was defeated by one move a few days ago. Even if he was eager to regain face, he should not make provocation only after three or four days, and should not risk breaking the sect rules to make trouble in the classroom unless…

Unless his strength was suddenly guaranteed and someone instigated him behind him as well so that the defiant Yuan Tiangang showed up when and where he shouldn’t.

Vaguely, Ding Hao began to feel that the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was by no means as monolithic as he had imagined. There were also invisible undercurrents and various kinds of mysterious situations that an average person could not see. It was true indeed where there were people, there was a Jianghu.

However, even thinking about this, Ding Hao stood up resolutely.

“I’ll give you one last chance. Now, immediately, get out!” Ding Hao didn’t want these bitches to talk too much. He walked to Yuan Tiangang step by step. Four eyes were crisscrossing and struck invisible sparks in the air.

Yuan Tiangang’s expression changed slightly, then he chuckled with disdain.

“Fool, you even cheated in cultivating a small herbal medicine last night, how dare you to be so rude and unreasonable before us? Let me tell you so that you can know that you won three days ago because of the sneak-attack. Today, I won’t give you such a chance. Moreover, I am not the one I was three days ago, because…” Speaking such words, he laughed triumphantly and suddenly changed his imposing manner, “Haha, because now I have stimulated the blood of God in my body!”

There was an exclamation in the crowd.

Stimulated the blood of God?

Has this handsome and rampant guy been transformed from an ordinary person into a legendary bloodline warrior with great power?

Ding Hao frowned.

At this moment, he did feel a strange power within Yuan Tiangang’s body. It was not ordinary Qi fluctuating, but a very sharp and terribly higher grade and level of power.

“Why? Do you also feel it?” Yuan Tiangang’s corners of the mouth cocked, and his contempt was more obvious, “Afraid? Today, before these fools who worship you, I’m going to trample you under my feet so that everyone can know that in front of me, a fake genius like you is not even worthy to raise my shoes!”

“Really? Then let’s have a try.” Ding Hao’s eyes became bitter cold.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The fight was imminent.

“Stop, you four, get out of here now!”

Ximen Qianxue hurried to Ding Hao, and apparently, she worried that Ding Hao and others might not be safe.

The beautiful woman teacher kept her students behind her with her delicate body, looking at Yuan Tiangang and his fellows quietly with beautiful eyes, and firmly said, “I will tell the sect law enforcement team exactly what happened today. Although you are bloodline warrior disciples, you will be punished for disturbing the teaching class!”

“Punish? Ha, hahahaha…” Yuan Tiangang and his fellows looked at each other, laughing enigmatically.

“An old hen is protecting her chickens? This is the funniest joke I’ve ever heard, silly woman. Do you know what a bloodline warrior is? Do you know the value of a bloodline warrior? Do you know why I joined the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect? It was an inner core elder who begged me hard for three or four times before I declined the invitation from other sects and reluctantly joined the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect… Silly woman, believe me or not, I will immediately let you be expelled by the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect!”

Rampant!

Outright arrogance!

All the disciples in the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts were to explode with anger!

Why did this kind of thing become a disciple of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect?

In his heart, there was no loyalty to the sect or pride in being a disciple of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

Ximen Qian’s elegant and pretty face was still calm. She waited quietly with a kind of cold eyes that made Yuan Tiangang suddenly feel bored and embarrassed until he finished laughing, then she gently said, “I don’t believe it.”

She seemed to be an otherworldly woman.

All threats and arrogance, in front of this quiet indifference, became vulgar.

“You…” Yuan Tiangang’s smile solidified on the face, and he was quite a bit angry from embarrassment so that he made a determined effort to say. “Let’s wait and see, silly woman, I’ll make you regret it.”

This was already a naked threat.

At this time, someone stood up.

“Senior Sister Ximen, forget it. It doesn’t make any sense to reason with such a group of scoundrels.” Li Lan, who had not spoken for a long time, slowly stepped out of the crowd and stood beside Ding Hao, frowning. “Only fists can make it simple and understandable in the eyes of such scoundrels.”

The disciples in the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts were all excited.

The head of the academy, Li Lan, finally came out.

Were Ding Hao and Li Lan, the two brightest geniuses in the Eastern Academt of the Blue Shirts, finally going to fight side by side?

However, the other party had four people!

As a result, more teenagers stepped forward and stood behind Ding Hao and Li Lan, protecting Ximen Qianxue in the center.

Although there was no grandiloquence, such action taken by the disciples of the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts produced a strong momentum, a unity aura. Wang Yong, the teenager with black mole, felt somehow fear inexplicably!

“A group of things doesn’t know life or death…” Yuan Tiangang sneered at them with his face distorted.

Before his voice had died away.

“Long-winded!”

“Poof!”

Ding Hao’s fists like lightning struck at the corners of Yuan Tiangang’s mouth. His sharp fist strength made roars with a series of explosions in the air.

He had long been impatient!

“Let me beat this smelly guy. Hey, Xiao Lan, you settle scores with other three.”

With the sound of Ding Hao’s fist strength was his voice that made fun of Li Lan easily.

Li Lan suddenly stumbled and almost fell and actually he was to take action after accumulating power.

With a flash, suddenly he showed up in Wang Yong, the black-moled teenager, and his other two fellows. He struck out with a palm, feeling a little flustered. “Ding Hao, you bastard, as I said, if you call me Xiao Lan again, I’ll rip your mouth off.”

The illusionary palms like jade butterflies with strong force enveloped Wang Yong and his three companions.

The fight began in an instant.

…

“Hum, do you want to make a sneak-attack again?” With a sneering voice, Yuan Tiangang raised his hand, made a catching action in the void space like lightning, broke the illusion, and accurately held Ding Hao’s fist, “I already said that I would ruthlessly trample you under foot today, now you, your strength in my eyes, is too poor…”