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"Huh, who are you? You actually dare to peek at our "Invincible Xuanwu Academy" disciples practicing martial arts?" The obscene old man appeared Ding Hao.

Ding Hao was slightly surprised, although he did not deliberately hide it, but the "Smoke and Waves Blur Trick" light-weight technique has been a small success, which will affect the feelings of ordinary people, it is difficult for ordinary people to show their own existence, this obscene old man like a liar, actually showed himself?

"Huh, you're a little familiar, you kid...... Wahaha, are you Ding Hao?" The obscene old man actually broke Ding Hao's identity in one bite.

The unexpected turned into a shock.

This obscene old man is not an acquaintance he knew before, he must have only recently come to the slums, and he actually recognized himself so easily after disguise? Who is he?

Ding Hao took off the cyan bamboo strip hat, carefully identified it for a moment, and said in surprise: "Hey, it's you, the profiteer who peddles scrap in the black market?"

He finally recognized that this obscene old man was the same high-level profiteer who peddled all kinds of waste cheats in the black market in the slums, and the remnants of his "one-knife starting formula" were bought from this guy, and he spent a lot of unjust money at that time.

"Profiteer?" The lewd old man was furious: "What kind of eyes do you kid have, you have seen such a pure profiteer?" Speaking of this, his eyes rolled, and he laughed: "Little guys, have you seen it, I'll just say I know Ding Hao, this stupid boy in front of me is the genius who walked out of the slums, your idol, Ding Hao!"

One by one, the children looked at Ding Hao with eager eyes.

Under the reflection of the morning light, a pair of crystal-like innocent eyes flashed with a sparkling light.

In the past period of time, Ding Hao's name has completely spread throughout the slums, before that, few poor boys could join the Sword Asking Sect, let alone win the championship in the five courtyards competition, a series of glorious achievements, making Ding Hao indisputably the idol of all the teenagers in the slums.

Every teenager has a martial arts dream in his heart.

For the slum boys, the road Ding Hao has traveled is the dream they are eager to realize.

Even if they are from low backgrounds, even if they do not have access to advanced martial arts, they still have the right to pursue their dreams.

Ding Hao looked at the teenagers and greeted them with a smile.

This kind smile like a spring breeze dispelled the last trace of reserve and hesitation in the hearts of the teenagers, making them suddenly uncontrollable excited, and simply jumped down from the stake one by one, rushed over and excitedly surrounded Ding Hao's side.

"Brother Ding Hao......"

"Brother Ding Hao, how powerful are you now?"

"Brother Ding Hao, I heard that those genius young masters from other places now call you Senior Brother, right?"

"Brother Ding Hao, do you remember me? We have searched for treasures in the garbage heap together! I am Xiao Erhei!"

"Brother Ding Hao, I must be like you and enter the Sword Asking Sect. ”

"Brother Ding Hao, who is more powerful, you or "Teacher Tianshu"?"

"Stupid, of course Brother Ding Hao is powerful, "Teacher Tianshu" is not qualified to join the Sword Sect. ”

The conversation between the last two children made the bad old man next to him eyebrows jump, he was the "Tianshu teacher" in the child's mouth, this group of rabbit cubs, when they saw their daughter-in-law and forgot their mother, they saw Ding Hao, and they immediately belittled themselves.

The teenagers didn't notice the expression of the lewd old man, like a group of chirping sparrows, surrounding Ding Hao, scrambling to speak, they were all proud to be able to say a word to the idol in their hearts.

Ding Hao smiled and patiently answered them one by one.

These questions may seem naïve, but they carry the dreams of this group of slum children.

"Brother Ding Hao, you are so powerful, can you teach us?"

A little girl of about eight years old, dressed in a coarse cloth shirt covered with stains, with one bare foot, extremely pretty, wheat-like dark skin, with her head tilted, her big eyes full of expectation, looked at Ding Hao expectantly.

This sentence made the other children also hold their breath instantly.

Yes, if Brother Ding Hao can teach us martial arts, he will definitely be much stronger than "Teacher Tianshu", and in the future, we can really join the Sword Sect like Brother Ding Hao.

The children's hearts are full of anticipation.

"A group of little bastards, you know a fart, ask the Sword Sect's martial arts Xuangong mental method, don't pass it on, if Ding Hao teaches you martial arts, he will definitely be expelled from the master, do you want to harm Ding Hao? Besides, Ding Hao's cultivation is so nervous, how can he have time to teach you little kids!"

The obscene old man next to him, "Teacher Tianshu", didn't know what to think, and jumped to his feet and scolded.

The light in the children's eyes suddenly dimmed.

The little girl's disappointed eyes were already full of crystal clear tears, she shook her head sensibly, and said obediently: "I know, it's Huanhuan who is not good, Huanhuan shouldn't ask such a stupid question, it's okay, let's learn from "Teacher Tianshu", it's also good......"

Ding Hao felt sad for no reason, what a sensible child.

He thought of the tragic years when he remembered himself, when he had shed blood, sweat, pain, confusion, perseverance, and being looked down upon in order to join the Sword Asking Sect.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ding Hao reached out and touched the head of this little girl named Huanhuan, and said with a smile: "Don't listen to this bad old man's bulliger, who said I can't teach you, little girl, don't cry, I promised, every day in the future, Brother Ding Hao will definitely spare an hour to come here to teach you martial arts." ”

The children were stunned.

The little girl Huanhuan also stayed where she was.

Happiness came so suddenly that everyone couldn't believe what they heard.

After a long time, the children who reacted suddenly jumped up excitedly, bursting out with shouts and screams, and a few little ones even cried happily on the spot.

They are from a low background, and they are not qualified to receive orthodox martial arts training from an early age, even if they have some talent, but they have lost to their peers from those big families from the beginning, once they miss the golden period of laying the foundation, they will have no chance with martial arts for life, and there are very few people like Ding Hao who have adventures against the sky to change their fate.

Although they are still young and ignorant, they are in this cruel world of the jungle, and the pressure and hardships of life have made them understand a lot of things.

At this moment, fate finally took a turn.

The light of hope shone on their hearts.

"Damn, you're robbing Lao Tzu's job," the obscene old man said indignantly: "Ding Hao, you are too unkind!"