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Chapter 121 Return—Heinous Anger

Ding Hao stood in the canopy, and his whole body was filled with an unprecedented strong feeling.

If now in the face of Li Muyun, Liang Feixue and others, even if Ding Hao did not use the abnormal physical strength and only relied on the Qi strength, he could also definitely carry out a frontal fight against them.

‘It’s almost time. I don’t have a help signal tube so that I can’t ask for help from masters in the sect. It seems that I have to go back to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect step by step... eh?’

Ding Hao stood in the canopy, feeling happy for a while, but suddenly he was stunned.

He suddenly discovered a very fatal problem.

‘Well, I ... seem to be lost, which direction should I go?’

In Ding Hao’s previous life he had no sense of direction. Fortunately, there were various signs in the city, but now... in all directions was a vast expanse of green trees. Which way should he go?

Soon there was a sad roar coming from Ding Hao in the woods.

It was already six days later when Ding Hao returned to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

Ding Hao neither knew how many times he lost his way back and forth in the trial test area, nor how many wrong roads he took, but finally he came back step by step by virtue of the instructions of the sun’s position and the vague image in his mind of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect’s direction.

During these six days, he braved the wind and dew. He did not know how many ominous beasts he had killed or how many dangers he had encountered. He kept hammering and stabilizing the existing realm. Finally and fortunately, he was more scared than hurt, endured with dogged will and held on.

His strength had also been improved to a new level through the life-and-death tempering over the past few days.

At the moment when Ding Hao saw the gate to the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, he almost burst into tears.

Finally he came back.

With a flop jumping into the ‘Sword-cleansing Pool’, he was very pleased with himself to take a bath, removing the blood stains and scars on the body, as well as washing clean the nest-like long hair. Shaving with his long sword slightly, Ding Hao finally restored the former image of a romantic, natural and unrestrained teenager from the recent dirty beggar’s.

Carrying a hill-like animal fur wrapper and being pointed by countless surprised people all the way, at last Ding Hao saw Wang Xiaoqi approaching him excitedly.

“Brother Ding, you... are finally back!” Wang Xiaoqi, with a surprised face, rushed over and hugged Ding Hao excitedly.

Other disciples of the Eastern Academy of green shirts also gathered around Ding Hao very affectionately.

In the past six days, it was said that the sect had also sent some outer masters to search for Ding Hao in the No.9 trial area. Unfortunately, they had not obtained any information about him. So many people thought that the champion in the five academies competition had unfortunately died.

Like Wang Xiaoqi, many disciples of the Eastern Academy of Blue Shirts even worried to death.

They felt worried every minute and second of these days, like ants burning on a hot pan. If it were not due to the sect’s prohibition that registered disciples could not leave the gate without permission, they would have organized a group to search for Ding Hao in the ninth test area.

They looked forward to Ding Hao’s return day and night, and finally he came back safely.

Regardless of the spiritual grass lesson they were taking for several days, Wang Xiaoqi and his fellows swarmed to greet Ding Hao.

Feeling the enthusiasm of his younger brothers, Ding Hao had a glow of warmth in his heart.

He gave them a good pat on the shoulder and said with a smile: “I just got lost. I came back late... eh? Xiaoqi, did you fight with others? Why were you beaten into panda eyes? Haha... By the way, where is Xiao Fan? Why haven’t I seen him?”

In the crowd, Ding Hao did not see Zhang Fan, the young hunter.

Ding Hao should have thought that Zhang Fan had other things to do so that he failed to show up. But unexpectedly, when Zhang Fan’s name was mentioned, Wang Xiaoqi and others’ faces immediately changed and they were about to tell but they said nothing. They were hesitating, and apparently they were hiding something.

“What the hell is going on?” An ominous premonition emerged in Ding Hao’s heart.

“Brother Ding, this matter... Alas, you’d better leave it alone. Actually nothing has happened. Xiao Fan accidentally fell down, and now he is resting, nothing is serious...” Wang Xiaoqi with two black eyes dared not look straight into Ding Hao’s eyes and hesitantly said.

Hearing this, Ding Hao knew that he was lying and shouted at him, “Nonsense, with his physique, Xiao Fan is free to move back and forth in the wilderness. What kind of fall could it be, for him to really need a rest? Tell me exactly what happened! ”

Wang Xiaoqi forced a smile, “Brother Ding, nothing really happened...”

“Wang Xiaoqi, I Ding Hao take you as my brother. What happened? Will you tell me or not?” Ding Hao was worried in his heart and his face grew colder.

Seeing that Ding Hao was angry. Wang Xiaoqi wanted to speak, but said nothing. He simply lowered his head for a scolding.

“Zhou Qing, tell me.” Ding Hao looked at Zhou Qing, another disciple of the Eastern Academy of green shirts.

“This... Brother Ding, Zhang Fan, He... He... was... was...” Zhou Qing was not only fearful but also in awe of Ding Hao, so he stammered and didn’t know how to tell it.

“Zhou Qing, shut up! You should not say it.” Wang Xiaoqi suddenly shouted, then looked up and said to Ding Hao, “Brother Ding, I know your temper. You like to conceal our shortcomings or faults. You do not want to find your brothers bullied, but this time, even if you kill me, I can’t tell. We dare not offend the person, and you, Brother Ding cannot offend him either. We don’t have much loss in this matter. Let’s just forget it!”

Ding Hao looked at Wang Xiaoqi and the anger in his heart gradually softened due to the words.

He patted Wang Xiaoqi on the shoulder. Leaving his wrapper behind, Ding Hao did not say a word, turned around and entered the 8th dormitory compound.

Zhang Fan’s place was the stone room on the west side.

The wounded Zhang Fan was in this very room.

With a creaking sound, the door was opened. Ding Hao quickly walked in.

Through the bright afternoon sunshine pouring in behind him, at first glance Ding Hao saw the young hunter covered with blood-stained white gauzes. Like a mummy, he laid on the stone bed motionlessly in a deep coma.

“Ding... Brother Ding...”

Perhaps he was awakened by the door-opening, Zhang Fan suddenly opened his swollen eyes like ripe honey peaches. When he saw Ding Hao, he immediately showed a surprised look.

“Brother Ding... you... you finally came back?” Zhang Fan’s tone carried a relaxed relief, and obviously he was also worried about Ding Hao day and night.

“Yes, I came back, but I came back late.” Ding Hao’s facial expression was calm but dreadful.

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