Chapter 58, a sword is set to win

Above the ring.
"I didn't expect you to have the courage to stand up." Sun Jiutian's mouth sneered with disdain.
He is slightly fat, but his body is not bloated, his eyes are big and his eyes look handsome. But looking into Ding Hao's eyes, he is full of disdain and provocation.
Ding Haoxin is like water, not moving.
However, those female disciples who are in the audience can't help but scream and blame, thinking that Sun Jiutian is too arrogant!
"Hey, the four brothers have been very popular with the female disciples in these days. I don't think that when I met Ding Hao, I immediately became a female public enemy." The old sixth Chen Qidong felt a stun of his chin.
"Hey, a little white face, how could it be the opponent of the fourth brother."
"Woman, you are short-sighted animals."
Others in the Seven Leagues also shook their heads with a smile.
Liang Feixue shook his head and looked calmly: "The fourth is still careful, this Ding Hao, I can't see his depth."
Li Muyun nodded and said: "It is only a dark horse who is lucky and has hit a weak opponent all the way. In fact, this is a prejudice. This person is called [the first sword of the Tsing Yi East Hospital], all the way Come, but never showed the best swordsmanship, I am afraid he still has reservations!"
Li Muyun and Liang Feixue, both in the Qiyi League, have a very high status and the strongest strength. The two of them said that the rest of the people have put away their playful hearts and began to watch the game seriously.
On the stage.
"It's better to jump on it yourself, lest it be too embarrassing to be bombarded by my sword. Your image in the hearts of girls will be greatly reduced."
When the magistrates checked the equipment of the two men, Sun Jiutian still ridiculed the Ding Hao.
Ding Hao's eyes are still no waves in the old well, and he is unmoved.
"How? You are a small citizen of a garbage district. You are very lucky to be able to enter the top 13 and you are still looking forward to winning the championship in the Fifth Academy."
Sun Jiutian continues to provoke.
Ding Hao’s eyes are still calm and calm, as if he did not hear the provocation of his opponent.
"It seems that you are lucky. I advise you to give up. Your list is ranked 100, and I am the 64th. You are not my opponent at all. I will make you lose it. Let's jump down the platform and admit defeat."
Sun Jiutian taunted provocatively with a look of overhead.
At this point, the magistrate checked the costumes of the two men. They did not find anything like a hidden weapon. They slowly retired, indicating that the game could officially begin. The atmosphere on the stage was suddenly tense.
"Haha, Ding Hao, I will give you a chance to jump off the ring, or you will be defeated very badly."
Sun Jiu-day laughed and slowly pulled out the long sword hanging over his waist.
A touch of mercury and diarrhea in the general practice of cold, printed on the platform.
Such a arrogant gesture suddenly aroused the blame and accusation of those who were obsessed with Ding Hao’s idiots and Ding Hao’s worship, especially the disciples of Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaoqi, who were screaming and screaming around. There was a loud noise, and there was a wave of sound waves.
Ding Hao slightly raised his hand and made a downward pressure.
A strange picture appeared.
With Ding Hao's gesture, all the abrupt end.
The screaming female disciples and Zhang Fan and other disciples of the Tsing Yi Eastern Hospital also stopped squatting, quietly watching Ding Hao’s bathing sun on the ring.
This scene, let Li Lan and Li Muyun and others, his face suddenly changed.
They understand that what this scene means, that is, the picture that the prestige has reached a certain level, can be completed, and it can be done by any other person, imitating Ding Hao’s action, and I am afraid that it will be unrelenting. The sound of snoring and ridicule.
On the stage.
Ding Hao backed out the rusted sword behind him, and the vertical sword became a chest, and made a start-up style of "Chaotianyizhuxiang", his eyes were bright and clear, staring at Sun Jiutian.
The fourth of the Qiyi League, I feel that the scalp is numb.
This feeling, like being stared by a monster, is instinctively strained by the muscles.
"A sword!" Ding Hao slowly said.
"What?" Sun Jiutian did not understand what it meant.
"You can catch me a sword, even if you win." Ding Hao is a word.
Sun Jiu Tianyi, anger and laugh: "Hurricane! This is your own death, but don't blame me for being too heavy!"
Hey!
The bell rang.
The contest officially began.
call out!
At the foot of Ding Hao, he stepped on the "Jinghong Step", and the green shirt floated like a sharp arrow from the string. The air resistance was broken, the black hair flew backwards, the clothes plucked, and the sun was approaching.
"Haha, the district [stunning step], dare to show off in front of me."
Sun Jiutian’s eyes showed a hint of contempt and disdain, laughing.
He didn't even choose to avoid it at all.
The sword in the hands of the steel is like a pair of swords, leaning to the ground, the blade reflects the brilliance of the sun, and Sun Jiutian relies on the oncoming wind, messing up his long hair and flying his clothes.
When he was less than a metre away from Ding Hao, Sun Jiutian moved.
Two fine mans, blooming in his eyes.
A smattering cold mang, from his hands, the steel swords of the steel trembled like a dragon, and the sword was turned into a sword in front of him. It was as bright as electricity, and it was also true and mysterious. No discrimination.
At the same time, a powerful, compelling red-red momentum emerged from his chubby body.
In the air, there is a bit more burning in the moment.
[Youlong sword style]!
Flame attribute Xuanqi!
There was a bang around the ring.
The seven Yimeng really are all outstanding juvenile masters.
This Sun Jiudian is only the fourth place in the rank of the Seventh League, but the realm that has been revealed in this moment has already been in the early stage of the Sanzhao Martial Arts, and has mastered the swordsmanship in the ranks of the people. Out of his own flame attribute Xuanqi ... such strength, definitely already in the Xuan Gong martial arts a way, went to the room.
The audience couldn’t help but exclaim.
This trick [You Long Sword] with the high temperature of the flame attribute Xuanqi, its power, is absolutely no worse than before [Seven Yimeng] second child Liang Fei Xue Zhenfei Zi shirt South Court first person [madman] Lu mad that amazing sword.
Ding Hao, can you resist it?
The next moment, the change between the light and the fire on the platform, gives the answer.
When everyone thinks that Sun Jiutian’s sword can’t be hard-pressed, Ding Hao, who is advancing at a high speed, does not mean to hide. He still holds the rusted sword that looks like a broken hand at any time, facing the opponent. It seems like a careless, unscrupulous sword!
This sword has no rules!
It seems that ordinary people who are not able to practice swords are free to wave!
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Seeking collections and red tickets
Thanks to the gentle, shadowy dancers of that night.