Chapter 79 (2/2)

To tell the truth, at this moment, even Ding Hao was a little overwhelmed by the genius’s majestic poise.

This tolerance, this calmness and pride were not something that others could imitate even if they wanted to.

For Li Mu Yun, the fact that the five academies were bigger than the first did not seem to be enough to make him as enthusiastic as other disciples on the waiting list.

Ding Hao nodded and said, “Well, there’s still one more sword attack. I’ll be waiting for you.”

Li Muyun nodded. With a flash, his lithe and graceful body, like a free bird, directly jumped out of the ring; among all the noise, he gradually left, disappearing in the distance.

Finally recovering from his shock, the judge loudly announced Ding Hao’s victory, shouting. “Eastern Academy of Green s.h.i.+rts, Ding Hao wins!”

“Hurrah!”

“Brother Ding is wonderful!”

“Yeah! Long live Senior Brother Ding! Long live Eastern Academy of green s.h.i.+rts!”

Cheers broke out immediately outside the challenge arena. The disciples of the Eastern Academy of Green s.h.i.+rts could not contain their excitement and shouted wildly. The tournament was a tortuous process, which led them to think that Ding Hao would definitely lose. Although they knew that in the end their beloved Senior Brother Ding would still create a miracle to become the final winner.

Disciples from the different Academies discussed. Some of the disciples from the Central Academy of White s.h.i.+rts did not even hide the disappointment on their faces.

The dream of the first match between the two strong men from the Central Academy of White s.h.i.+rts was shattered.

Although everybody could see that on regards to realm and enemy combat effectiveness, Ding Hao was inferior to Li Muyun, but they also had to admit that Ding Hao blocking the last two consecutive attacks by Li Muyun’s technique, was really incredible.

If it were anyone else, even if it were someone stronger than Li Muyun, they would not be able to crack Ding Hao’s defensive sword technique.

This was also a manifestation of strength.

However, Ding Hao’s entry into the finals was well deserved.

But Li Muyun, he was so proud that if he could not defeat Ding Hao as he planned, he would rather give up!

The two geniuses collided and in the end, the lucky one won.

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There were 90 minutes left before the semifinals.

The red sun, hanging over the mountains and peaks in the west, radiated the last remnants of heat. In less than a month’s time, the short autumn would end, and the snow would quickly introduce the long and cold winter. At that time, such a warm suns.h.i.+ne would be gone.

At this time, the crowd gathered in the second stage area; the day was reaching its peak.

On the periphery, some ordinary people from the slums of Houshan, who had finished the day’s cleaning work also began to appear, watching the first challenge arena in the center of the city. The reason was because they had heard that a talented young man—who had also been born in the slums and was astonis.h.i.+ngly brilliant—was defeating all rivals, managing to enter the finals of the big compet.i.tion of disciples on the waiting list from the five academies.

It was the first time for this to happen in countless years.

Although some of them did not know Ding Hao, they were also excited and proud.

All they could do was to stand there and take a look from a distance, cheering for this young man from a garbage slum in such a humble way.

Among the crowd were Zhao Xingcheng and his parents.

This young bully from the former garbage slum, after being severely beaten for provoking Ding Hao, actually had a change of heart, turning over a new leaf and not giving up. In the previous entrance test, he entered Swordsmans.h.i.+p-seeking Sect at the bottom of the list and was a.s.signed to the Western Academy of red s.h.i.+rts, which was completely wiped out this time. He changed his anxious and insolent att.i.tude, practiced hard, and became filial to his parents too.

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