Supreme Emperor of Swords

Ding Hao in his previous life had never met such a vast snowfall, so he now felt very excited. He laughed and stretched himself. He laid down on the wide fur and took out a bottle of wine from his Storage Ring. He drank the wine and felt quite comfortable.

“People laughs at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at people for being too silly…”

As Ding Hao thought of the battle with Mu Tianyang three years later and thought about the way they looked at him as a dead man yesterday, instead of depression, Ding Hao felt a sense of excitement. Three years later, he would greatly shock everyone.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.

“Hey? The wine smells so good.” A rough voice came.

There was a smile on Ding Hao’s face. He did not turn around and just threw the bottle of wine in his hand backward.

He had already recognized who it was according to his voice.

“Haha, thank you.” The man behind him caught the bottle, took a good gulp. Presently the ground trembled slightly and a huge figure appeared beside Ding Hao and handed the bottle to him. He was embarrassed and said, “Er, Brother Ding, I’m sorry, the bottle is too small. I knocked it back.”

The speaker was the giant red-haired strong man who cheered loudly for Ding Hao in the crowd during the daytime today.

He was still carrying the huge long saber with a flaming red handle, which weighed at least 250 kilograms.

He was a typical outspoken man. Today, he was the only one who dared to take the risk of offending Tranquility Academy’s disciples and cheered for him, which had proved that this man was worth making friends with.

“That’s OK.” Ding Hao said with a smile. He opened his hand and a bottle of wine magically appeared. He casually threw it to the red hair strong man.

Before Ding Hao left the Sect, he bought a lot of fine wines, called “Red Flame Wine”, in the market. Red Flame Wine was a famous medicated wine, which tasted mellow. Its most important function was that it could nourish the body. It was one of the necessary auxiliary cultivation resources for many cultivators who practiced golden body incantations. What Ding Hao practiced was Nine Levels of Golden Body Building by Ice and Fire, so he bought some.

A bottle of Red Flame Wine cost more than 1,000 gold coins, which was rather luxury.

The strong man was obviously a wine addict. He caught the bottle, opened the lid and sniffed it. He was immediately intoxicated and looked like he was salivating. However, he finally closed the lid and shook his head. “You and I are strangers. I have already drunk your wine. I can’t drink it anymore. This wine is probably expensive. I won’t afford it even if I sell myself.”

Ding Hao did not take it back. He laughed and then said, “What it matters is that we encountered, not we knew each other. Your applause today is worth a bottle of wine.”

“But…” The strong man still hesitated.

Ding Hao frowned and said, “I thought you were a frank man, but you are such womanishly fussy. You’re just like a woman. It really disappointed me. It’s just a bottle of wine. It’s on me. Don’t worry too much. Do you think I will poison you with drugs?”

Ding Hao’s words sounded so generous and hospitable.

Ding Hao was prodding him into action. Since Ding Hao came to this world, what he had met were those who lived in the slums and his brothers of the same master. Now that he had met a man who could get along well, he had planned to make friends with him.

This strong red-haired man was a violent man. Excited by Ding Hao, he stopped hesitating and said with a big smile, “Well, Brother Ding, you are so hospitable, then I’ll not decline your invitation.” He then took that bottle of wine and drunk up it.

After drinking, he burst out laughing, with a loud roar, inserted his huge long saber into the ground, took off his upper body cloth unlined his strong muscles, which seemed that they were carved one by one by a knife. He directly turned and jumped into the clear river. The spray was fluttered. He swam quickly and soon caught seven one-meter-long white fish, carrying ashore.

What a strong man!

Ding Hao could not help but admire him.

The red-haired man was about 2.4 meters in height, just like a giant spirit god. In this cold, snowy night, he was bare to the waist. Ticking drops of water flew down his bronze-colored skin. There was a white mist all over his body. He was carrying a monster-like giant white fish in his hand. From a distance, he looked amazing. It seemed that he had magical power.

“Haha, fish for your wine. And I invite you to eat fish.” The strong man laughed and threw the white fish on a smooth boulder, pulled out a silver knife. He was skillful and soon washed the seven white fish. He sprinkled some spices on and wore them with wooden sticks and baked them on the fire.

Ding Hao took another two bottles of Red Flame Wine and threw one bottle to the strong man. He took another one and drank it, smiling.

“Meow!” The cute cat stretched himself, gave the strong man a look of disdain, and curled up in the fur coat, comfortably fell into sleep. The strong man’s cook skill was obviously inferior to Ding Hao. This little cat did not expect it at all.

Soon, two big fish were roasted.

The giant handed one to Ding Hao.

Ding Hao took it and began to slowly eat.

The big man felt at ease and then began to eat another fish like wolves and tigers.

When Ding Hao ate half of the fish, he looked up and saw that there were five complete and clean fish bones in front of the strong man. He had already eaten up all the remaining fish, and he still looked like he was not satisfied.

“I have a good appetite…” Feeling Ding Hao’s surprised eyes, the big man smiled and explained.

Ding Hao was happy that he had met another wonderful person. The world was really wonderful.

“My name is Guo Nu.” The strong man stood up and moved his body, saying, “I’m from Valley Village, and I’m the only guardian warrior there… I know your name is Ding Hao. You’re so brave to challenge Mu Tianyang… Whoa, whoa, your wine is so strong and I feel hot all over. Whoosh, I have to exercise.”

Immediately, he pulled out his huge long saber which was inserted on the ground. He waved the saber quickly, and the heavy saber in his hand was as light as a piece of straw.

Ding Hao smiled.

After he drunk three bottles of Red Flame Wine, his body had accumulated a great deal of medicinal power. He had to exercise to turn the potency into his own strength.

He carefully observed the strength and the movements of this strong man.

Guo Nu had broken through the Martial Disciple Realm and was at one-apertured Martial Soldier Realm. His cultivation was about five Small Realms higher than Ding Hao’s.

The man should be born with divine power. He now at least 2,000 or 2,500 kilograms of physical force, because he could easily wave this giant red long saber which weighed 250 kilograms. His movements were obviously created by himself because it was not professional at all. In Ding Hao’s eyes, but it was full of flaws, but it was enough to deal with the demons which were under Demon Soldiers’ realm.