“I will take revenge, I will take revenge, I will take revenge, I will take revenge, I swear, I will take revenge ah!” Yuan Tiangang was almost out of anger. He looked like a completely erupted volcano that would destroy the entire martial house.

Ding Hao looked at him with pity and shook his head slightly. Stepping up and shoot up the foot, he kicked Yuan Tiangang directly to Wang Yong and other two fellows’ side. Four people crashed together and fell to the ground like a rolling gourd.

“I said, if you are not convinced, we can fight again!” Ding Hao did not take him seriously.

Only a peerless genius such as Mu Tianyang, a “prodigy” of the Tranquility Academy could put pressure on Ding Hao today, and disciples like Yuan Tiangang were just little creatures who didn’t know what mattered. To tell the truth, Ding Hao really did not care about them.

Ding Hao’s dismissive attitude made Yuan Tiangang feel angry but helpless.

He could see that Ding Hao really did not put him in the eye, not he was not posturing.

“Haha, what shit bloodline warrior disciple! Vulnerable! You don’t deserve to raise shoes for our Senior Brother Ding!”

“We wonder who said just now that he would step on ordinary disciple? Hi, someone, do you feel pain in the face?”

“Haha, of course, it is not painful. Someone’s face was as thick as the wall. Don’t you see that the bluestone floor has been knocked into a pit!”

“Alas, if I were someone, I would commit suicide by stabbing myself in the neck. The face was trampled on the ground and you still barked here. You really don’t know how to spell the word shame!”

The disciples of the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts were united in their hatred. Some of them had sharp tongues. They cooperated with each other, laughing at Yuan Tiangang and his fellows with an irreverent sarcasm. Each word was like an invisible slap. They ruthlessly hit the faces of the four bloodline warrior disciples.

Wang Yong and his two fellows had long been scared out of their wits by Ding Hao and dared not talk back with their head down.

Yuan Tiangang was angry, croaking!

With his high-ranking position in the top three on the master list of new disciples in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, he was defeated like breaking dead branches from a tree. Now he was ridiculed by a group of ordinary disciples. It happened that he could not refute it. This made Yuan Tiangang’s eyes become black with anger, and he could not help but open his mouth and spit out more blood!

“Ah, Ding Hao… the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts… I will forgive you… it ticks me off… poof!”

Yuan Tiangang ejected several mouthfuls of blood, twitched his legs, showed the whites of his eyes and fell on the ground with the face upward. He turned out to get faint out of rage.

Wang Yong and other two fellows dare not support him, and they turned to look at Ding Hao first.

The look of eager eyes seemed like a dog waiting for the master’s order.

Ding Hao waved to them impatiently. Wang Yong and other two fellows felt relieved, hurriedly went to help Yuan Tiangang. Like a lost dog, they dared not turn back, only hating that their parents gave them only two legs, fled away from the martial house.

“Get out!”

“Haha, long live Senior Brother Ding!”

“Senior Brother Ding, you are so handsome!”

“Hahaha, we won, what shit bloodline warrior disciples, go away with the tail between the legs!”

At this time, the disciples of the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts could no longer suppress their excitement. They rushed up to surround Ding Hao in the center and threw him up high. Everyone’s face turned red with excitement.

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Although it was Ding Hao who defeated Yuan Tiangang and others, as a member of the ordinary disciples, especially with Ding Hao as one of the ordinary disciples in the Eastern Academy of the Blue Shirts, all disciples were filled with uncontrollable pride and sense of belonging!

With a smile on his face, Li Lan watched that disciples were throwing Ding Hao high.

In the fight, Ding Hao’s decisive attitude and thunderous methods made him be stronger than Li Lan, and he had to admit Ding Hao’s strength and excellence.

In the distance, Ximen Qianxue, the domineering beautiful lady and teacher like a white lotus out of water was standing quietly, and she seemed to be infected by the lively atmosphere of teenagers. Her cool face, which had always been indifferent, also showed a shallow smile unconsciously.

Ding Hao’s strong performance had left a deep imprint on her heart.

She had been in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect for three or four years. She got used to all kinds of fights in the sect. She was also used to the emergence of geniuses, big and small. Ximen Qianxue, the genius of immorality pills did not like fighting, blood and scrambling for power and profit, this was the first time for her to see the fight between an ordinary disciple and a bloodline warrior disciple. In the fight, the ordinary disciple showed such overwhelming strength!

“Ding Hao! This young man seems to be different from the people I have met before.”

Ximen Qianxue didn’t know why there was a strange thought in her mind.

After standing quietly for a moment like this, a rare little smile on Ximen Qianxue’s face finally and slowly receded. She cleared her throat and then, in a tone that was always bland and cold, said crisply, “Is it enough? There is still 30 minutes before the class is over. Everyone should return to his seat immediately and we will continue our class.”

“Ah? Do we still have classes?”

“Madam, why don’t we go hiking together to celebrate Senior Brother Ding’s victory over bloodline disciples? how about this idea?” Some people took the opportunity to get close to the beautiful lady.

“You pig head, it’s late autumn now, and where should we have an outing!”

“You have a pig head. You don’t understand temperament and interest, fool!”

The young men, who were full of chatter and endless thoughts, returned to their seats one by one with low eyes under Ximen Qianxue’s deterrent gaze, which was calm but intimidating. Due to the destruction of many bluestone tables and chairs caused by the previous fight, the young men had to squeeze together in three or four to continue the class.

Ximen Qianxue did not let Ding Hao go because of the twists and turns.

In front of all the disciples, Ximen Qianxue seized Ding Hao and criticized him neither seriously nor casually. Ding Hao obediently bowed his head and admitted his mistake obediently. Noticing Ding Hao’s attitude, all disciples covered their mouths and laughed since Ding Hao had not any strong invincible expression at all. They liked such a living Ding Hao as warm and reliable as the eldest brother next door.

During the next 30 minutes, Ximen Qianxue gave the lecture extremely seriously.

Perhaps because of the impact of the incident, the relationship between the disciples and the icy beauty, the domineering lady and the teacher as well became closer to each other. Some disciples who did not listen to lectures attentively now attended the class with effort. Even Wang Xiaoqi, the young guy, became much more obedient.

The only exception was still Ding Hao.

Ding Hao held his cheek with two eyes staring blankly as if he was dreaming about other places or he was sleeping with open eyes. His sight had no focus length. Noticing Ding Hao’s lazy expression, Ximen Qianxue could not help but have a trace of anger while she had always been calm.

30 minutes passed quickly.

“That’s all for today, Ding Hao. You come with me.” Ximen Qianxue stared at Ding Hao and turned to leave the martial house.

In a chorus of jeers from his companions, Ding Hao finally came back to life. With a bitter face and bowing head, Ding Hao followed the beautiful teacher and went out of the classroom.

“I’m sure that Ximen Qianxue, our teacher shows some affection in our Senior Brother Ding.” Wang Xiaoqi said despicably.