Chapter 537

"Are you all ready?" Gao Yang asked Hong'an and Qin Hao.

"Ready." They both nodded at the same time.

"The contest begins!" Gao Yang retreated from the test bench and winked at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao is his disciple of yujianfeng. Although he has told his disciples many times that they must do their best to the disciples of Shangyao cloud Valley, with Luo Dingzhi's warning, he is still afraid that Qin Hao will make the same mistake by neglecting the enemy.

"Elder martial brother Hong'an, I heard that you were injured just a few days ago. Otherwise, we'd better call it a day and decide the outcome." Received Gao Yang Bo's look, Qin Hao hesitated, or said to Hong'an.

Hearing Qin Hao's words, the audience showed their admiration.

Although Qin Hao was gifted and had the cultivation of the seventh level of the soul Saint at a young age, he was not arrogant and impatient. He had a calm temperament and was always a gentleman. Obviously, he didn't want to win but not win. He hoped that Hong'an would retreat in the face of difficulties.

After all, Hong'an's cultivation is no more than the sixth grade of the soul saint. Even if he didn't get into the devil a few days ago and get seriously injured, he would never be his opponent. He has given Hong'an enough face.

"It's just a little hurt. Younger martial brother Qin doesn't have to care. Just let it go." Let them never thought of, hear Qin Hao's words, Hong An is a little smile, straightforward said.

When this remark came out, there was an uproar.

"This Hong'an is very respectable. Martial uncle Qin was so kind that he didn't appreciate it." A yujianfeng disciple said discontentedly.

"It's no wonder that the ethereal cloud Valley has come to this stage. These people are too arrogant." Another companion also angrily said.

"Don't be polite to him, martial uncle Qin. Teach him a lesson and let him know what's high and what's good." More people are shouting.

"Yes, give him a good lesson, beat his mother don't know him!" Other yujianfeng disciples followed suit.

"In that case, please be careful." He had a good intention, but Hong'an didn't appreciate it. Qin Hao was not happy, so he slowly pulled out his sword.

"So is younger martial brother Qin." If Hong'an didn't hear the curse of his disciples, he pulled out his sword with a calm look.

"Choking..." in the sound of dragon chanting, Qin Hao's sword had cut through the sky, and with the power of thunder, he cut off his head, and seven red beads appeared on his forehead.

Although he is indifferent and does not want to win, he will never make the mistake of neglecting the enemy like Luo Dingzhi. He maintains due respect for any opponent. If he doesn't do it, he will do it. Once he does it, he will not keep it.

"What a strong strength!" Seeing the power of Qin Hao's sword, many people sighed.

Although Qin Hao has not yet broken through the final bottleneck to reach hunsheng eight, his sword is as steady and majestic as a mountain, but it is far better than the general hunsheng seven, which seems to have a great family style.

"Hong'an thinks he's right. He even dares to ask martial uncle Qin to let go. I'm sorry."

"Let him be ignorant and take uncle Qin's kindness as a donkey's liver and lung. Look at it. He will cry for a while." A group of yujianfeng disciples are even more elated.

Seeing Qin Hao's majestic sword and hearing the exclamations and taunts of the people nearby, Gu Fenghua and others still look the same, and the corners of their mouths are also wearing that shallow smile.