"Huh? Who are you? You actually dare to peek at our disciples of "Invincible Xuanwu Academy" to practice martial arts?" The despicable old man discovered Ding Hao.

Ding Hao was a little surprised. Although he did not deliberately hide it, the "Yan Tao Blur Art" light body technique has achieved some success, which will affect the feeling of ordinary people. It is difficult for ordinary people to discover their existence. This vulgar old man like a liar actually discovered himself?

"Huh? You have a familiar face, you kid... haha, are you Ding Hao?" The vulgar old man actually called Ding Hao's identity in one go.

The accident turned into shock.

This vulgar old man is not an acquaintance he met before. He should have just arrived in the slums recently. It is so easy to recognize himself after disguising himself? Who is he?

Ding Hao took off his green bamboo hat, carefully identified it for a moment, and said in surprise: "Hey, is it you? The profiteer who sells waste products in the black market?"

He finally recognized that this vulgar old man was the super profiteer who was selling various scrap secrets in the black market in the slums. His broken book "One-Sword Starting Art" was bought from this guy, and he spent a lot of money in vain at that time.

"Bully businessman?" The vulgar old man was furious: "What are your eyes? Have you ever seen such a pure bully businessman?" When he said this, his eyes rolled and he laughed: "Little guys, have you seen it? I just say I know Ding Hao. This silly boy in front of him is the genius who walked out of the slums, your idol, Ding Hao!"

The children looked at Ding Hao with eager eyes.

Under the reflection of the morning light, pairs of pure and innocent eyes as crystal-like as bright as light flashed with bright light.

In the past period of time, Ding Hao's reputation has been completely spread throughout the slums. Before that, few poor teenagers could join the Wenjian Sect, let alone win the championship in the Five Courtyards Competition. A series of brilliant achievements made Ding Hao undisputedly an idol of all teenagers in the slums.

Every boy has a martial arts dream in his heart.

For the teenagers in the slums, the path Ding Hao has walked is the dream they long to realize.

Even though they are of low origin and even if they cannot access advanced martial arts, they have the right to pursue their dreams.

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

This kind smile like spring breeze dispelled the last trace of reserve and hesitation in the hearts of the young people, and made them suddenly feel uncontrollably excited. They simply jumped off the wooden stakes one by one, rushed over and surrounded Ding Hao excitedly.

"Brother Ding Hao..."

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

"Brother Ding Hao, I heard that those genius young men from other places call you senior brother now, right?"

"Brother Ding Hao, do you still remember me? We have hunted babies in the garbage dump together! I am Xiao Erhei!"

"Brother Ding Hao, I must enter the Sword Inquiry Sect like you."

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

"Idiot, of course, Brother Ding Hao is amazing. "Teacher Tianshu" is not qualified to join the Sword Sect."

The last conversation between the two children made the old man next to him jump straight into his eyebrows. He was the "Teacher Tianshu" in the child's mouth. These bastards, when they saw their wife, forgot their mother, and when they saw Ding Hao, they immediately belittled themselves.

The teenagers did not notice the expression of the vulgar old man. They were like a group of chirping sparrows, surrounding Ding Hao, rushing to say something, and they were proud to be able to say something to the idol in their hearts.

Ding Hao smiled and answered patiently one by one.

These problems seem naive, but they carry the dreams of this group of children in the slums.

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

A girl who was only about eight years old, wearing a coarse cloth dress covered with stains, barefoot, and extremely pretty, with dark skin like wheat. She raised her head and looked at Ding Hao with expectations in her big eyes.

These words made the other children hold their breath instantly.

Yes, if Brother Ding Hao could teach us martial arts, he would definitely be much better than "Teacher Tianshu". In the future, we can really join the Sword Sect like Brother Ding Hao.

The children's hearts were full of expectations.

"A bunch of little bastards, you know nothing. Ask the sword sect's martial arts and mysterious skills, it's not to be spread. If Ding Hao teaches you martial arts, he will definitely be expelled from the sect. Do you want Ding Hao to harm Ding Hao? Besides, Ding Hao's cultivation is so tense, how can he have time to teach you little kids!"

The vulgar old man "Teacher Tianshu" next to him didn't know what he was thinking and beat his feet and scolded.

The light in the children's eyes suddenly became dim.

The little girl's disappointed eyes were filled with crystal clear tears. She shook her head sensibly and said obediently: "I understand. Huanhuan is not good. Huanhuan shouldn't ask such a stupid question. It's okay. It's great that we can learn from "Teacher Tianshu"..."

Ding Hao felt sad for no reason. What a sensible child.

He thought of the tragic years he had been bleeding, sweating, miserable, confused, persistent, and rolled his eyes to join the Sword Sect.

Without any hesitation, Ding Hao reached out and touched the head of the little girl named Huanhuan, and smiled and said, "Don't listen to this old man, the profiteer, who said I can't teach you, little girl, stop crying, I agree. Every day in the future, Brother Ding Hao will definitely take an hour to come here to teach you martial arts."

The children were stunned.

The little girl Huanhuan also stayed there.

Happiness came so suddenly that no one could believe what they heard.

After a long time, the children who reacted suddenly jumped up excitedly and burst into cheers and screams like shouts and screams. Several little guys even started crying happily on the spot.

They have low backgrounds and do not have the conditions to receive orthodox martial arts training since childhood. Even if they have some talent, they have lost to their peers in the big family from the beginning. Once they miss the golden period of laying the foundation, they will never have the chance to be with martial arts throughout their lives. After all, there are very few people like Ding Hao who have a heaven-defying adventure to change their destiny.

Although they are still young and ignorant, they are in this cruel world where the strong prey on the weak, and the pressure and tempering of life have already made them understand a lot.

At this moment, fate finally took a turn.

The light of hope shines on their hearts.

"Damn, you're robbing my job," the vulgar old man said angrily: "Ding Hao, you're so unkind!"

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Chapter completed!