Blade and Sword God Sovereign

But this kid is a bit of vanity, deliberately exaggerating, wanting to win the envy of others, to say it, or to be a child.

"I don't know what kind of gains can be made by Master Ding?" In Wang Xinqi's heart, there is still a mind that wants to compare with Ding Hao.

"It's just a little small." Ding Hao smiled.

In fact, he wanted to say that he had reopened the "Shenquan" hole, entered a martial art scene, and beat Wang Xiaoqi's face well, but considering Zhang Fan on one side, so as not to stimulate the hunter boy, casual Perfunctory sentence.

The smile on Wang Xiaoqi’s face is even stronger.

After chatting a few words, I couldn’t wait to find other familiar disciples to show off.

"Zhang Shidi, don't be discouraged, as long as the kungfu is deep, the drip can also wear the stone. Since you can ask the Jianzong, it shows that Zongmen is still recognized for your qualifications. Think about it, you have defeated tens of thousands of competitors. If you succeed in entering Zongmen, as long as you work hard, you will have achievements. In this world, many strong people who are calling for the wind and rain are all late. Remember, you can make up for it, don’t compare it with others, compare it with yourself, today’s own Must be stronger than yesterday."

Ding Hao looked at Zhang Fan's look and sorrowful Tang, and couldn't help but comforted a few words.

As the idol of the Orion Junior, Ding Hao’s comfort obviously became effective immediately.

"Well, Master Ding, I understand, you can rest assured, I will never give up." Zhang Fan shook his fist, looked firm and said loudly.

Ding Hao patted his shoulder and smiled: "That's good, don't think too much, it's better to go eat breakfast together."

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On the supply and living of the disciples in the door and the supply of cultivation resources, the swordsmen were exposed to the discouragement of the Xuezhou hegemon-class sects. They were extremely generous and the treatments were extremely high. They were all provided free of charge, showing that they were rich and rich.

It is estimated that this is one of the reasons why many people break their heads and want to enter the sword.

The three meals a day of the registered disciples are concentrated and supplied by the houses of the institutes. The east, south, west, north and middle five hospitals are different in different areas, the Wushe and the cultivation places are different, so the meals are naturally separated. .

However, when Ding Hao came to the restaurant of Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital, he was surprised to see that he did not know why, there were more than a dozen disciples of the South House of the Purple Shirt, standing on the door and standing on the stairs. On, blocked the door of the dining room.

Surrounded by nearly a hundred children in the Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital, the expression is excited, it seems to be arguing loudly.

There were a few green shirt disciples who were beaten with a bruised face and a swollen mouth. They were filled with blood and looked up. They were supported by others and looked extremely angry.

"Ding brother is here." There was a disciple of the Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital. When he saw Ding Hao coming from afar, he shouted excitedly.

Others heard the words, all of them with a smile, they all looked over.

"Great, Ding brother is here! Let everyone give it."

"Haha, Ding's brother is strong and strong, and he will be able to teach the madmen of the South of the Purple Shirt."

"Ding brother, you must export your gas for us!"

"Wow, hahaha, the little rabbits in the South House, don't run away. We are the first sword of Ding Hao from the Tsing Yi East Hospital."

The crowds were raging, and the disciples of the Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital were all excited. They couldn’t wait to surround Ding Hao in the middle. They were as happy as seeing the savior, and they spoke up.

After listening to a few words, Ding Hao understood what happened.

I did not expect that the Fifth Academy has not yet officially started, and the private competition in each institute has already begun.

Half an hour ago, ten disciples from the South Campus of the Zizi South District broke into the Eastern Hospital area and came to block the dining room. They threatened to challenge the masters of the Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital. The attitude was arrogant and arrogant. Several disciples of the Eastern Court.

These young disciples of the South Court, the strength is really good, the shot is hot and spicy, although there are many people in the Tsing Yi East Hospital, but the ten seed players have not appeared so far, others are generally good, but not good. Rely on the victory, single-handedly compared to a few games, the people in the East Court, all lost.

Wang Xiaoqi, who condensed the mysterious seeds, was also bruised on his face. It seemed that he had just shot and ate a big loss.

Ding Hao frowned and said nothing. The crowds had heard the voices of the young disciples of the South.

"Ha ha ha, really is not enough, no one can catch a brother of Nangong. It seems that the Tsing Yi East Hospital is really a rumor, just a waste dump concentration camp, in the five courtyards, the least inflow!"

"Just rely on your group of wastes in the East House, I also want to participate in the five-institutional ratio? Haha, I think it's time to pick up the tail, and go to ask the swordsman to shame!"

"I really don't know how Zongmen will let you pass this group of waste tests. It's really disappointing to go through the same ones."

"Right, what is the first sword Ding Hao of the East Terrier? What is it? When I get out, I will let him scream and ask for mercy..."

A dozen teenagers in purple shirts, with sneer on their faces, blocked the door of the dining room, stood on the steps, and stood tall. Looking down at Ding Hao and others, the left sentence was the right one, and all the green shirts were suddenly excited. The disciples of the hospital are raging.

All the disciples of the Tsing Yi Eastern Court looked at Ding Hao with eager eyes. I hope that the seed of the five-in-a-big brothers can stand up and take a breath for the disciples of the East Court at this time.

Ding Hao frowned.

His sister, these grandsons, the mouth is really damaging.

"No one can catch you a trick? I have to look at it, you ten, can catch me a few tricks! Let me roll it down!"

Ding Hao is not a man of arrogance, but at this time he can't help but feel anger, scream, and too lazy to say anything to them, his feet force, suddenly volley, like a big bird, his body flashes, toward The disciples of the more than a dozen purple shirts on the south of the stairs rushed to the air.

Is it going to be an enemy ten?

"Oh, arrogant, roll me back, in front of my Nangong levy, there is no part of you to scatter wild!"

On the steps, a middle-aged slender, pale yellow long hair thick like a waterfall, yellow-browed leopard, lion-nose wide-mouthed teenager, was angered by Ding Hao's move, coldly screamed, and smashed out of the palm.

Against his palm, a strong tyrannical force is visible to the naked eye.

Everyone feels the wind and the air in a moment.

Nangong Zheng sneered, he just wants to throw Ding Hao back and go down to a Mawei.

The disciples of the Tsing Yi Eastern Court exclaimed.

Ding Hao is in the air, nowhere to borrow strength, and the Nangong levy footsteps, but can send out 100% of the power, the two can be said to account for a large margin.

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Thanks to Lin Juer, the withered killer, two huge giants