At this time, it was possible to distinguish who was most welcome and respected by other disciples and who was unwelcome.

In the Eastern Academy of the green shirts, Ding Hao was the most likely one.

Since the first day in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, Ding Hao had impressed all the disciples of the Eastern Academy of the green shirts with gentleness, modesty, helpfulness and generosity. He insisted on answering questions for ordinary disciples in the dining hall every day, and won the first place in the big competition of the five academies. He had won rich cultivation resources for the Eastern Academy of green shirts. Everyone had benefitted from him. In addition, he had intended to sacrifice himself to protect others during the trial, and he had defeated the Tianli Attic, giving vent to other disciples’ anger…

All this had made Ding Hao enjoy incomparable popularity in the Eastern Academy of green shirts.

Compared with him, some other masters in the Eastern Academy such as Li Lan, Ge Yin, Zhang Tianlun, Fang Tianyi, Zhuo Yi Feng and others were far from Ding Hao in popularity and they were not at the same level at all.

In many people’s eyes, there should be no doubt about Ding Hao’s head position in the Eastern Academy of green shirts and the Central Academy of white shirts.

Li Muyun in the Central Academy of white shirts and Ding Hao in the Eastern Academy of green shirts had no rivals for the head position respectively. With Li Muyun and Ding Hao’s raising their arms in a call for action, disciples would follow the crowd and they could easily win the election.

As for in the Southern Academy of purple shirts, the Northern Academy of yellow shirts and the Western Academy of red shirts, there were some competitively outstanding disciples; they were absolutely not like those two people who had such absolute advantages, but it was still difficult to predict who would be the winner.

One day, the sun was shining and the breeze was blowing gently. Dead leaves fell from treetops and stone paths in the forest were covered with those golden leaves.

After breakfast, disciples of the Eastern Academy of blue shirts came to the martial house in groups of three or two with excited moods. Like the first gathering more than 20 days ago, teenagers sat down on the stone steps around the challenge arena and waited for the time to arrive.

Finally, the election for the academy head was about to begin.

Most of them had already made choices in their minds.

Wang Juefeng, the black-bellied teacher-in-chief, was standing on the challenge arena, smiling. Carrying a grass stem in the mouth, arms crossed, sweeping across each disciple’s face, as if he wanted to see through everybody and get to know what they were thinking about.

In an instant, all the disciples had arrived.

“Ha, why are you bunch of bastards getting so excited? This is just for electing the academy head, right? What’s more, you bastards’ kungfu is too poor. This so-called election is just a process. Can any of you win against that gigolo?” Wang Juefeng said, pointing at Ding Hao, who was sitting in the crowd with Wang Xiaoqi and others.

Damn it!

A black line showed up on Ding Hao’s forehead.

This black-bellied man’s ability to arouse hatred was really perfect. As long as he opened his mouth, there would always be some people wanting to beat him. ‘You are the gigolo!’.

“Well, since everyone is so excited, let’s start. Finish the election as quickly as possible, and I’ll go back to drink and sleep…” Wang Juefeng said, yawning and impatiently saying, “Now, I’ll give you bastards a chance. Anyone who wants to be the academy head come up first and pick a ballot. Well, tell me if you really become the academy head, what you will do so that everyone will not regret today’s vote!”

After that, Wang Juefeng jumped out of the arena and left the huge stage to all registered disciples.

All disciples looked at each other and finally all eyes were focused on Ding Hao.

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This time it was different from the first gathering in the martial house. At that time, disciples sat together in a mess. But now the disciples of the Eastern Academy of the green shirts chose their seats, vaguely revealing some mystery. They were divided into different small groups. Among them, Ding Hao, Li Lan and several other outstanding disciples who were qualified to compete for the head of the Eastern Academy were surrounded by their supporters.

However,obviously there were more people sitting around Ding Hao.

Over half of the four hundred disciples of the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts had become Ding Hao’s loyal supporters in the past month or so.

Zhang Fan and Fang Tianyi, who had just recovered from their wounds, were also sitting next to Ding Hao.

The two men looked good.

Zhangfan, in particular, was born in a hunter family. He followed his parental generation in and out of the wilderness and mountains since childhood. He had an excellent physical quality. Recently, he was treated by Ding Hao and Zhong Dajun at all costs with various kinds of spiritual herbs. As a result, his original, extremely dreary physical talent was subtly transformed, and he looked better than before.

Many people thought that Ding Hao would be the first to compete on the stage.

Even those excellent disciples who tried to compete with Ding Hao in the competition for the academy head cast their eyes on Ding Hao, subconsciously acknowledging Ding Hao’s absolutely dominant position in the competition.

But Ding Hao was only whispering something to Wang Xiaoqi beside him. He didn’t seem to have the slightest intention of stepping on the stage.

In the opposite crowd, surrounded by trusted subordinates Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun on his flanks, Li Lan had many supporters around him. He looked at Ding Hao with the faint trace of a strange brilliance and finally nodded slightly, as if he had finally recognized and understood something.

“Ha ha, it’s boring. Since nobody dares to step up on the stage, I will,” Someone shouted loudly and jumped on the arena.

This was a boy with prominent cheekbones and a thin body. He was about 14 years old and about 1.7 meters tall. His name was Xu Tao.

This person’s strength was not bad. He was a junior in the Three-Apertured Martial Disciple Realm and was also one of the top ten seeded players in the first five-academy competition. Unfortunately, he failed in the first round. He had a rather arrogant personality and several disciples were headed by him.

Unfortunately, there were only a few.

“My name is Xu Tao, and I believe that everyone below knows me. Haha, I dare not say anything else. However, if I become the head of our Eastern Academy, I will definitely surprise you… I will… Finally, please believe me, within six months, I will definitely make the Eastern Academy of green shirts stronger and more competitive, to become the invincible giant of the whole Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.”

Xu Tao made an impassioned speech on the stage.

Unfortunately, teenagers under the stage were not fools either. After nearly a month of observation, they had already made their own choice and did not believe his boasting.

“Hum, become a invincible giant of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect? Only idiots can say such things.”

“Xu Tao is a moody and disdainful person. If he becomes the head of the academy, we will all have to be treated as grandchildren by him. He will swallow all the benefits.”

“Incredibly he dares to jump on the stage first, who does he think he is? Does he really think that he can get rid of everyone by inviting them to eat some meals in a downtown restaurant a few days ago? Ridiculous! With all this ingenuity and boldness, he dares to covet the position of the academy head!”

“Joker, how dare you steal the thunder from Senior Brother Ding Hao!”

Some spectators uncontrollably sneered at him, especially a few disciples who didn’t like Xu Tao. They did not hide their intention. Such clear voice sounded in the whole martial house.