"That's good."

Ding Lie knew that his son was very strong, so he didn't have much to worry about.

On the contrary, Suning Xiang, the mother, was extremely nervous. She pulled Ding Ning and gave her many instructions. She also repeatedly emphasized that it didn't matter if she lost face, and she must not show off her strength. If she really lost, she should admit defeat quickly. The Fusang Japs must not do it in front of everyone.

It will really hurt the killer.

Ding Ning felt helpless and moved at the same time. This is the most sincere love a mother has for her child.

He immediately swore and swore, promising that he would never be harmed in any way. If it didn't work, he would immediately admit defeat, which finally made my mother reluctantly feel at ease.

Rejecting everyone's request to follow him to watch the battle, Ding Ning teleported to the Prosperity Huating alone.

As soon as he reached the stairs on the second floor, Ding Ning was startled. The whole villa was already packed with people, who were chatting with each other worriedly, nervously or excitedly. The luxurious and spacious hall was filled with people.

It also seems extremely narrow-minded.

After scanning his spiritual sense, Ding Ning was somewhat surprised to find that most of the people waiting in the hall were acquaintances.

Zhou Changqing, the heads of the major famous sects, Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, Pudding, Wu Xiang and others were among them. Even the representatives of Jiangnan Road’s underground forces who participated in the martial arts audition at Yanziwu were also present.

What surprised him the most was that the person standing alone in the corner carrying a gun bag, exuding the aura of keeping away from strangers, and appearing to be incompatible with the warm atmosphere of the scene, turned out to be Song Zhong, the Lengyan soul-chasing gun.

"Mr. Ding, you are here."

Zhou Changqing had sharp eyes and was the first to notice Ding Ning's appearance. He stood up in a hurry and said with some respect.

"Brother Ding."

"Director Ding."

"Divine Doctor Ding."

Pudding, the young monk Wuxiang and others also stood up and greeted each other with all kinds of names.

Ding Ning nodded with a smile, cupped his fists and cupped his hands in front of everyone: "Everyone has come from afar, and Ding has come a long way to meet you."

"Brother Ding, are you confident about competing with that Katomu this time?"

Wuxiang has a simple mind and is far more outspoken than others, so he asked worriedly.

This question brought out the thoughts of everyone present. They all looked at Ding Ning, wanting to see how he would answer.

After all, Katomu is a demigod-level powerhouse. Although Ding Ning shined at the Warriors Conference, everyone's cultivation was suppressed because they had to simulate the environment of the Demonic Abyss.

Therefore, they have no clue as to what level Ding Ning's cultivation level is.

Of course, the person who could come early in the morning and enter the villa to sit here has something to do with Ding Ning. Naturally, his heart is towards him, and he naturally hopes that Ding Ning can express his stance in person.

"President Zhou, do you still remember what I said?"

Ding Ning smiled slightly and did not answer directly, but asked instead.

Zhou Changqing understood Ding Ning's strength far better than others. Hearing this, he smiled and said loudly: "Mr. Ding's original words are that I will wait for him in Ninghai and give him one day to come over and die."

Humans are such strange creatures. Although this sentence has been passed verbatim to the Kuhai Forum, they are still worried.

But at this moment, Zhou Changqing repeated these words in front of Ding Ning, which showed his full attitude and made everyone smile as if they had taken a reassurance.

Immediately, he began to denounce the numerous evil deeds of the Fuso Japs with righteous indignation, which shows how disgusting Katoki's arrogance and domineering is.

"Everyone, please sit down for a moment. President Zhou and I have something to discuss."

Ding Ning glanced at Zhou Changqing with a smile, saw him nodding slightly, then said hello politely, and walked out the door with Zhou Changqing.

The heads of the major sects all had expectations and nervousness in their eyes. Some even stood up and wanted to follow, but were restrained by Zhou Changqing's eyes.

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After all, Ding Ning didn't invite them to come with him, so it would be rude for them to follow him without authorization.

"Master, everything has been arranged. Come with me."

Hare came up and said, taking the lead to walk towards the auxiliary building.

"Mr. Ding, can you really restore these disabled warriors to their original state?"

Although he had great confidence in Ding Ning, when the matter came to a close, Zhou Changqing still asked with some anxiety.

After all, he had made sure of his dealings with the heads of various sects before. If Ding Ning couldn't do it, it would not only be his face that would be lost.

Before Ding Ning could reply, Hatu rolled his eyes dissatisfied: "President Zhou, do you not believe my young master?"

"No, no, I just think that the rebirth of a severed limb is too incredible, so..."

Zhou Changqing blushed and said sarcastically, feeling that this was a very inappropriate question. It was clear that he didn't believe Ding Ning's performance.

"Hmph, it's nothing to be reborn after just a severed limb. My young master allowed a disabled brother to be reborn after losing his limb half a year ago."

The hare said proudly.

"Okay, don't brag. Don't be afraid of making people laugh."

Ding Ning laughed and scolded, but was not angry because of Zhou Changqing's doubts. After all, such a thing as the rebirth of a severed limb is indeed too unbelievable, and it is reasonable to make people suspicious.

"What I said is the truth, and there is no bragging in it."

Hare muttered angrily. As he spent time with Ding Ning, he found that he was extremely approachable. Although he always had a sense of awe in his heart, he spoke very casually on weekdays.

Zhou Changqing chuckled dryly. We will know later whether it is true or false. There is no need to say doubtful words to make people unhappy. What's more, he still believes in Ding Ning in his heart. If he doesn't have this confidence, there is no need for him to take the initiative to take on this difficult task.

A thankless job.

Along the way, he met many martial arts people wearing various fancy clothes visiting the villa. When he saw the three of them, they all said hello. Zhou Changqing smiled and nodded, but he did not stop.

Ding Ning was keenly aware that although many people were polite on the surface, they looked at him with a hint of resentment.

I couldn't help but secretly sigh in my heart, this is really an unreasonable disaster. Nakatoki couldn't find himself, so he injured and disabled the rising stars of various sects to force himself to fight. This was to make himself the target of public criticism. His intention was really to be punished!

Even though he doesn't care about the hatred of these people at all, having many friends and many paths, and the fact that Tianze Sect is about to be established, makes people angry and resentful, which is not conducive to the future development of Tianze Sect. This is why he insists on doing something for those who have been abolished.

The reason why disciples from various sects lost their treatment,

"Master, you are here."

In front of the auxiliary villa, Weng Huan quickly came up and greeted him respectfully.

"Well, everyone is inside, right?"

Ding Ning asked with a smile and nodded.

"Everyone is here, it's just..."

The hornet was a little excited and said angrily.

Ding Ning waved his hand and interrupted what he was about to say: "I know they have complaints. This matter is indeed caused by me. It is normal to have complaints."

Zhou Changqing's face looked a little ugly, and he snorted coldly: "Nowadays, the major sects are really inferior to each other. If you are not strong enough and are crippled by others, you can only blame others. It is really disappointing."

"Huh, it's just that the young master is kind-hearted. If I were me, I wouldn't bother to care about the life and death of such a person."

Wasp said angrily.

"Okay, just stop saying a few words."

Ding Ning waved his hand to say less and walked towards the room.

In the past, Ding Ning might have really been cautious, but as his mood improved, his temperament became more and more calm, and he didn't bother to care about such an unworthy person.

"Ding... young hero."

There were more than thirty disabled young men and women sitting or standing in the room. Seeing the door being pushed open, Ding Ning walked in. Tian Yingzi, who had broken an arm, was the first to stand up and greet them respectfully.

In the martial arts world, the strong are respected, and Tian Yingzi has seen Ding Ning's strength. Although he doesn't really believe that he can regenerate his broken arm, he still respects Ding Ning out of awe of the strong.

"Are you that little miracle doctor? Just be your doctor properly, but you insist on provoking Amaterasu Shrine and make us disabled. You are happy."

A young man with long hair shawl and a broken leg stared at Ding Ning with a gloomy expression, and was the first to ask the question.

"Hmph, you're saying you're going to let us regenerate our severed limbs? You really think you're a miracle doctor."

"If the master hadn't forced me to come here, I wouldn't have bothered to stay here. Wait, I hope you don't get beaten up by those Fuso devils and lose your arms and legs."

"MD, it's you who caused us to be like this. I'm just going to settle the score with you."

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As the young man with the broken leg took the lead in attacking, more than a dozen young men and women followed suit and began to curse, venting their anger on Ding Ning.

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly. Even though he had a good heart, it was inevitable that he would get a little angry.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Changqing took the lead and said angrily: "Mr. Ding is here specifically to treat you today. What is your attitude? You are not good at learning, but you shirk all the responsibilities to others. Don't you blush?

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Everyone was suffocated when they heard the words, some looked ashamed, some sneered disapprovingly, some had dull eyes as if they were hopeless, and some looked on with expressionless faces...

"Blushing? Why should I be blushing? It's his fault in the first place."

The young man with the broken leg had no intention of repenting and pointed at Ding Ning confidently and yelled.

"You are looking for death."

Ding Ning could endure the wasps but couldn't anymore. With a loud snap, he slapped the young man with a broken leg on the face, sending him flying backwards and hitting the wall heavily. He stared at him with a look of hatred in his eyes.
To be continued...