Supreme Emperor of Swords

Many people thought that with Duan Tianli’s ferocity and insidious temperament, Ding Hao would never be spared. At least Ding Hao would be beaten until being half-dead, but who knew that he didn’t take any malicious measures as he usually did every time he was challenged. Instead, after saying some tough words, he resorted to a kind of mild means—suing him for compensations.

This was not the customary style of Duan Tianli and the Tianli Attic.

Only gold and an apology as compensation?

Such a condition for the Tianli Attic was too benevolent!

Maybe they just wanted to temporarily stabilize Ding Hao, to give him a good lesson afterwards?

Apparently, there were also some people with agile brains. From the previous performance and Duan Tianli’s words, they saw something more profound.

They couldn’t help but look at Ding Hao who was slowly standing up from the plush chair. They felt terrified. How was it that this nominal disciple was actually so powerful that the Tianli Attic would be on an equal footing with him and even make compromises?

Ding Hao walked ten steps away from Duan Tianli and finally stopped.

People thought that Ding Hao who had not yet spoken would definitely say something at this time.

However, they only saw a disdainful smile crossing Ding Hao’s mouth. Then he slowly lifted his hands and shook his fists gently before Duan Tianli.

A layer of faint silver lights, with a bitter chill, slowly wrapped Ding Hao’s fists.

Once more, some bitter chill appeared in the air.

In the blink of an eye, many white snowflakes began to fly around Ding Hao.

Icy air and warm air met, creating a layer of misty white vapor which lingered around Ding Hao and blurred his body shape. It looked like a silver flame silently burning around Ding Hao and gave a terrible feeling of being unmatched.

“You…” Duan Tianli said as his face changed.

The voice did not disperse.

Boom!

There was a loud explosion in the air.

Ding Hao gave a punch.

His fist, wrapped in a silver light arc, instantly swayed the air and slammed it against Duan Tianli’s cheek.

At this time, everyone finally understood that the nominal disciple from the Eastern Academy of green shirts did not intend to negotiate or reason with Tianli Attic at the very beginning. He simply came to make trouble and he even bothered to say a word with these corrupt disciples.

Might he was!

A very unreasonably might!

“You…” Duan Tianli became furious.

But his words couldn’t be uttered because Ding Hao’s fists came over stirring up the wind, picking up his long hair. After opening his mouth, the astral wind was poured in, giving him a suffocating feeling.

Therefore, he could only circulate his Qi and give punches.

Boom!

Two fists hit against each other without fancy.

Just after, a terrible wind suddenly broke out from the center of the fists colliding. Zhang Yi the gigolo, and other disciples of the Tianli Attic who were standing nearby, were blown away and flew out screaming like rice rind in the hurricane.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on the pair of fists that were stuck together.

Ding Hao’s fists and even his arms were glowing with a layer of light gold, full of a metal texture. As Duan Tianli’s veins were bulging, a layer of blood drops oozed out of his arms and wrists.

By contrast, the battle seemed to be over.

Wasn’t Duan Tianli, who was at the peak of five-apertured, Ding Hao’s opponent?

After seeing that, some people’s eyes almost popped out.

Then, Duan Tianli flushed as if he bore an irresistibly huge power. As his expression was changing rapidly, a red mysterious Qi on his body flashed but still could not resist the wave of power from the opponent’s fists.

“Er…Poof!”

He raised his head and spurted blood fog, flying out unexpectedly.

He failed.

He was defeated by the first move!

Surrounded by incredulous exclamations, Ding Hao showed no expression as his performance had reached the peak of the Smoke Technique, turning into a puff of blue smoke, and chasing up, giving punches like electricity, mercilessly attacking Duan Tianli.

Duan Tianli’s face changed dramatically. As he was in the air, he had nowhere to borrow power from, so he could only wave his palm to defend himself.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Among a series of clear striking sounds, Ding Hao chased resolutely while Duan Tianli fiercely retreated. And the fists constantly hit like meteors.

Then, blood began to splash in the air.

After a while, this collision gave the battle outcome in a very clear way.

Duan Tianli was like a wounded beast, trying his best to scream. But after all, he could not completely seal Ding Hao’s fists, and his defense was quickly broken by his ruthless iron fist.

At the moment when he fell on the ground, it just took the time of half a breath.

He suffered Ding Hao’s eleven punches!

Bang!

Dust was blowing as blood was splashing.

Duan Tianli finally fell to the ground heavily and left a blood trail for more than ten meters. His face was completely deformed, with the blood in his mouth splashing, turning him into a hideous bloody person.

There was only silence around!

Terribly silent!

Over 40 members of the Tianli Attic who rushed there with Duan Tianli were astonished as if they were struck by lightning and forgot to prop the heavily injured Duan Tianli.

Everyone felt shocked!

That was too brutal!

The impression given by Ding Hao from the Eastern Academy of green shirts was that he always received good sword technique and his Qi level was at most above-average.

In the five academies competition, Ding Hao defeated the final strong enemies such as Li Muyun and Liang Feixue with his brilliant swordsmanship. It was a coincidence that he became the No.1 of the five academies. Although he has shown strong physical strength in the battle with Dongyi in Southern Academy of purple shirts, he had not caught the attention of some people.

At this moment, people finally realized that they still looked down on this boy who always had a gentle smile!

Such an excellent boy!

He not only had superb swordsmanship but also unparalleled physical strength!

A terrible physical force that was enough to instantly overwhelm a warrior of the five-apertured Martial Disciple Realm.

That was horrible!

What the kind of golden body technique did he cultivate? How did that actually temper a physical strength to such a degree?

It seemed that in ten days after the five academies competition, his strength improved dramatically. His performance made those who were trying to replace him in the five academies’ second competition feet somewhat bitter and heavy.

“Poof!”

Ding Hao stood by Duan Tianli, watching him condescendingly. He then raised his fist and blew it gently.

The blood on the fist was blown off.

The bloodstains were all from Duan Tianli!

Ding Hao’s fist, crystal clear as jade, was covered with a thin layer of silver frost. There was no trace of scars and even no red palm prints.

How about Duan Tianli?

His fists have been lacerated, revealing a white skeleton!