“Ding Hao is my friend. You may not like him, but you’d better not threaten him,” said Xie Jieyu, with a pretty face that could be broken by blowing and flicking. Like a thousand-year-ice, she was coldly elegant and decisive.

“I… I…” The mole teenager trembled and was frightened, looking ghastly pale.

“Hum!” Xie Jieyu sneered, raised her hands to withdraw her bloody sword, looked up at the others and said word by word, “Ding Hao is my friend. I invited him to come here. Do you still have any questions?”

All the rest shook their heads.

“It turned out to be Sister Xie’s friend. Welcome, welcome, hey hey!”

“Wang Yong, you are too ignorant to threaten Sister Xie’s friend.”

The mole boy’s name was Wang Yong and he was really vulgar. Being rampant and arrogant yet lacking a shrewd appearance, he obviously wasn’t from a big family. Without any cultivation, he was able to join the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect just because he had a trace of holy blood.

Ding Hao smiled and nodded to the teenagers.

From those people’s eyes, he saw the covered-up and disguised jealousy that didn’t show up. Only one or two of around a dozen people were sincerely greeting him. The others… obviously regarded him as their rival in love!

It seemed that Xie Jieyu’s charm was so great that she had bewitched most of the lineage warrior disciples.

“How can a humble registered disciple deserve to be your friend? Jieyu, your taste in making friends is really too bad. It is better to let such friends go.” At this moment, an arrogant voice came from the side with strong disdain.

Ding Hao turned to have a look.

It was a teenager of about fourteen or fifteen years old, slender and very handsome. He had slanted, knife-shaped eyebrows, ape shoulders with a wasp’s waist, slender arms, to the left and right of his waist hung special-shaped curved knives, each handle with a small golden bell. The bells jingled as he walked.

“Yuan Tiangang, do you want to make more trouble?”

Xie Jieyu’s eyes revealed the undisguised disgust. It appeared she didn’t have a even a little bit of affection for this handsome boy.

However, this person’s strength was quite good, because Xie Jieyu’s face showed a little attentiveness. She treated him not as casually as she did to Wang Yong.

The mole teenager and others showed a delighted look.

Something good was bound to happen.

Yuan Tiangang ranked third among twenty bloodline warriors, and he was also the third genius on the total list of more than two thousand disciples who had recently joined the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. Since his bloodline was extremely strong, his cultivation speed was amazing and his talent extraordinary. Deeply loved by his teachers, Yuan Tianagng was extremely overbearing and outrageous. He claimed more than once in his daily life that Xie Jieyu, the most beautiful girl, would belong to him sooner or later, and no one was allowed to compete with him.

Yuan Tiangang was not afraid of anyone except the monster who ranked first.

“I am doing this for your own good.” Yuan Tiangang came up and looked haughtily at Ding Hao like examing a beggar. He shook his head dismissively and smiled at Xie Jieyu with a natural smile, saying, “Jieyu, I must tell you that you really shouldn’t mix with such a guy with no future. Only a disciple of high blood lineage with excellent background, amazing talent and great future, like me, can be qualified to stand beside you and ask this guy to leave!”

Ding Hao was surprised.

This guy was an alien and he felt too good about himself.

“Hey, I’m just lost. Can you tell me how to get back to the registered disciples area?” Ding Hao put his lips to Xie Jieyu’s ear and whispered.

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He didn’t feel like disputing with such a group of so-called bloodline warrior disciples who were fighting against each other. In case of any conflict, it would result in Xie Jieyu being isolated by her companions.

However, Ding Hao’s intimate action immediately caused Xie Jieyu’s admirers around her to burst into flames.

Who dared to be so close to the first-placed beautiful girl these days?

It happened that Xie Jieyu did not show any displeasure. In those teenagers’ eyes, Xie Jieyu simply allowed this lowly registered disciple take advantage of her.

“I’ll guide you there,” Xie Jieyu covered her mouth and smiled as she replied. She didn’t expect that a genius like Ding Hao would get lost. It was really interesting.

“Little bastard, how dare you… you are courting your death!” Seeing a beggar-like guy unexpectedly and brazenly showing intimacy with his selected girl, Yuan Tiangang’s handsome face almost changed its shape. At this time he no longer suppressed the fires of jealousy in his heart; he pulled out the waist knives, and cut down.

Surprised, Ding Hao narrowed his eyes.

The cut looked casual, but it contained a kind of rhyme meaning that the greatest truths were the simplest. It seemed to have a faint sign of “Knife conception” from the legends. It was incomparable to the mole teenager and the others. It was extremely terrifying.

Ding!

Xie Jieyu raised her hands and her big red sword firmly blocked the knife.

The beautiful girl’s eyes were burning with anger and fighting spirit. There was no doubt that if Yuan Tiangang continued to pester her, she would really become angry.

The blood lineage warrior disciples had seen Xie Jieyu’s terrible power after she became angry. Even in the case of her not releasing the force of bloodline, she firmly withheld Yuan Tiangang’s technique which was close to the knife conception. Once releasing the force of her bloodline, Yuan Tiangang would not be her rival at all.

However, Yuan Tiangang’s face was black and he ignored Xie Jieyu.

Being carried away by anger, he looked at Ding Hao with gnashing teeth and defiantly said, “You little bastard, hiding behind a woman is not an ability. If you have the ability, fight with me.”

Ding Hao skimmed his mouth, ignoring the madman who felt abnormal. He said something to Xie Jieyu and they turned and walked side by side.

“You… you… you coward! Coward… ” Yuan Tiangang felt ignored.

However, Ding Hao did not pay any attention to him at all. He just thought it was a dog barking.

He was anxious to return to the area of registered disciples so that he could practice the martial arts against time. He did not want to waste a moment arguing with these boring guys.

Were they the so-called blood lineage warrior disciples? They were born in noble families and their magic skills could be inspired so they were valued and cultivated with full effort by the whole sect. Everyone knew that they were just creatures who jostled against each other!

Ding Hao was so disappointed.

These people were simply not as good as ordinary registered disciples. At the very least, although there was competition among registered disciples, it was definitely a healthy competition that encouraged each other. The friendship in the competition made them feel warm and definitely not as cold as these more than a dozen people.

Ding Hao was suddenly proud of being an ordinary registered disciple.

Xie Jieyu did not know when she had received his red sword into her storage device and walked beside Ding Hao with a smile.

Behind them, a group of people had flames in their eyes and were frantic with jealousy.

Walking side by side with the number one beauty Xie Jieyu was something that they dared not dream of many times.