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Yin Yifei and the other three third-generation core true inheritance masters also returned to the high platform that had been built long ago next to the martial arts arena.

The three of them greeted each other with twenty or thirty elders from the outer and inner sects of the Asking Sword Sect, the other three generations of masters, and the elders from the outside of the Asking Sword Sect, and then sat on the high platform, waiting for the start of the competition.

After half a pillar of incense, another melodious bell rang in the martial arts arena.

The exciting five-court competition has finally officially begun.

Soon, on the most important announcement stone tablet in the martial arts arena, a distribution map of the first round of matches was posted, and the fifty seeded players from the five academies will be divided into twenty-five pairs to catch and fight each other for the first round of competition.

Li Lan, the strongest person in the East Courtyard of the Green Shirt, faced a disciple from the North Courtyard of the Yellow Shirt.

Li Lan's right-hand men Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun faced the disciples of the Purple Shirt South Courtyard and the White Shirt Middle Courtyard respectively.

Several other disciples of the Tsing Yi East Academy also got their own opponents.

Ding Hao also saw his first opponent on the announcement stele-

Green Ten vs. Red Six!

Ding Hao's opponent was a disciple from the sixth-ranked Red Shirt Western Academy.

At this time, the disciples of the Five Academies do not have to continue to wait in line, they have the right to ZIYOU activities, and they can choose the number of matches to watch the game to support their favorite seeded players.

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Ring 36.

When Ding Hao walked up the ladder of the ring step by step, his opponent was already waiting impatiently in the ring.

"Hahaha, I'm lucky, I actually met an opponent from the weakest Tsing Yi East Courtyard of the Five Academies, and it's still the tenth ranked waste, haha!" The disciple of the West Courtyard in a red shirt laughed when he saw Ding Hao, and shouted impatiently: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't waste time, I defeated you, Lao Tzu still has to prepare for the second round of the competition!"

This young man's body is like a bamboo pole, thin and tall, with acne on his face, his eyes are above the top, and he doesn't take Ding Hao in his eyes at all.

Ding Hao's face remained unchanged and he came to the middle of the ring.

An inner disciple who was in charge of supervising the game came over, carefully checked the equipment on the two of them, and after there were no various Yin poisonous hidden weapons and other evil weapons, he explained some matters that needed attention, and nodded to signal the game to begin.

"Hey, boy, you're out of luck when you meet me. The bamboo pole boy sneered, approaching step by step.

Ding Hao tied the rusty sword around his waist, indifferent, calm as an abyss.

At this moment, under the ring, there was a sudden wave of cheering and cheering from Ichiro, and the voices were loud and deafening.

"Senior Brother Ding, come on!"

"Senior Brother Ding, a sword will shake him away!"

"Kill this arrogant red bamboo pole in seconds!"

"Senior Brother Ding, we are all here to support you, come on, come on!"

"Senior Brother Ding will win!!"

The sound of cheering was higher and higher, the voices of the people were boiling, and the formation was extremely amazing, which attracted the attention of many people around, and even many big people on the high platform of the distant viewing ceremony appeared this scene and watched it from a distance.

"I didn't expect your kid to be quite popular, but unfortunately it's useless, the competition is not more popular, and the victory or defeat depends on strength!"

The red-shirted thin and tall bamboo pole was also taken aback by the enthusiasm of the large number of green-shirted Eastern Courtyard disciples gathered around the ring, and a trace of jealousy couldn't help but rise in his heart, and he sneered and approached.

"If you're done talking nonsense, start jousting. Ding Hao said.

"You...... Stinky boy, if you are in such a hurry to be beaten, then let Lao Tzu get down. The tall and thin bamboo pole in the red shirt was furious, holding the scabbard in his right hand, and with a flick of his thumb, the long sword turned into a silver streamer and shot out.

At the same time, he kicked the ground with both feet, bursting out with a terrifying energy, and the whole person rushed out like a leopard, his right hand flashed, grabbed it in the air, and instantly buckled the hilt of the sword, and the human sword turned into a lightning bolt.

Terrible swordsmanship!

It was still on top of the cold young man Fang Tianyi.

The seeded players from various academies are really not easy people.

The sword qi came towards him, and Ding Hao's black long flew wildly.

However, Ding Hao's face was extremely calm.

He didn't move into the mountain, and stayed until the tip of the sword was about to stab him, then he turned sideways slightly between the lightning and stone fire, let go of the sword body, and his fingers were like a sword, and the basic swordsmanship of [Teasing Clouds] shot.

A touch of pale silver frost spread across Ding Hao's palm.

In an instant, on the ring, the cold air was overwhelming.

The red-shirted thin bamboo pole only felt that the sword was in the direction of the finger, and his ribs were actually induced, and he felt a faint pain, and his face couldn't help but change greatly.

He never expected that a guy who was ranked tenth in the Tsing Yi East Courtyard would be able to calmly dodge his own killer move [Chasing Electric Zhonggong Sword].

You must know that your move, from drawing the sword to the sword, is as fast as an instant, it is an extremely powerful killing move in the entire set of swordsmanship, but you don't want the opponent not only to be able to avoid it, but also to fight back with basic swordsmanship!

Ding Hao was as black as a waterfall, and his finger sword was covered with heterochromatic frost, like an ice sword.

The red-shirted thin bamboo pole sighed in his heart, knowing that he had met a master!

Woooo

The long sword changed moves in his hand one after another, and a set of [Chasing Electricity Zhonggong Sword] was used continuously.

The sword light was rolling, dazzling, dazzling, and in the eyes of others, they saw a continuous silver light rolling in, and the terrifying sword light completely shrouded Ding Hao in this terrible sword light, drowning his figure.

Offstage, this scene made many disciples of the Tsing Yi East Courtyard shut their mouths nervously.

Ding Hao still didn't draw his sword.

He was not in a hurry or slow, his palm was covered with silver ice, and he kept gently slapping on the opponent's sword body, his eyes were bright, and he was constantly observing and figuring out the opponent's sword path and swordsmanship.

The stage was filled with the crisp sound of the swords intersecting.

The sword momentum of the tall and thin bamboo pole is getting faster and faster, and it is used with all its might.

He only felt that he had never swung this set of [Chasing Electric Zhonggong Sword] to such a hearty realm, and the whole person was completely immersed in swordsmanship, one move and one style, it was almost to the point of doing whatever he wanted, and when he practiced swords, he was not in such a state.

Gradually, the tall and thin bamboo pole Seinfeld was surprised to see that when he practiced swordsmanship in the past, some of the stagnation and flaws encountered in this set of swordsmanship gradually disappeared, and the cohesion of swordsmanship moves almost reached a perfect realm.

And everyone in the audience was also dazzled.

"Haha, Senior Brother Seinfeld Xiong is really powerful, a set of human-level mid-level [Chasing Electric Middle Palace Sword] is perfect, that disciple of the Eastern Academy of Green Shirts is about to be unable to support it!"

The red-shirted disciples of the West Courtyard who were watching were triumphant.

"Nonsense, our Senior Brother Ding just deliberately let this bamboo pole, until now, Senior Brother Ding has not drawn his sword!" As Ding Hao's number one fan, the Orion boy Zhang Fan immediately retorted.

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