I'm Really a Villain!

Or in the era when Emperor Shenri carried the destiny, he still treated Zhenwu Shengzong with courtesy.

Of course, the tenet of Tianhu Academy is to teach people without discrimination, no matter what sect or ancient family you come from.

Or just beggars on the side of the road, as long as they pass the test, they can be admitted to Tianhu Academy.

Of course, these are the purposes of Tianhu Academy, and the children of those big sects don't even bother to come to the academy.

……

"Since you admit what happened just now, then our Tianhu Academy cannot recruit you," the old man said with a grim expression.

"You don't need to say, even if your college wants to recruit me, I won't go in," Xu Zimo chuckled.

"What do you mean?" The old man's eyes flashed brightly, and the extremely strong aura of the Vein Veining Realm climbed up on his body little by little.

"Just because a student's behavior is a bit out of order, you have to deny him like this.

What is the academy for?What is the responsibility of the teacher? "Xu Zimo smiled, and said slowly: "Teachers, preaching, teaching, and solving puzzles.

If everyone is talented and well-behaved, why do they still come to school?

Isn't your duty to plant trees for ten years and educate people for a hundred years?

And I took a look at your school, and it seems that the students you teach are not very good. "

The old man pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "Young man, don't talk too much."

"How about this?" Xu Zimo said to the old man while looking at the crowd present, "Call out the strongest student in your school and compete with me.

Anyway, I am an ordinary outer disciple in Zhenwu Shengzong.

I don't bet anything with you either, I just want to prove it. "

"Prove what, are you looking down on my students?" The old man asked with a cold snort.

"No, no, don't get me wrong," Xu Zimo shook his head quickly, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "I'm not targeting someone present, but saying that all of you are rubbish."

As Xu Zimo's voice fell, the old man's face changed instantly, and all the students present were also excited.

All of them glared, filled with righteous indignation, and yelled that Xu Zimo was too arrogant.

"How about this, don't say I didn't give you a chance," Xu Zimo said with a smile: "You choose the strongest student, if you can make me take a step back, you will win."

"Go and find the students from Tianbang," the old man was silent for a while, and then said to the teacher in charge of the test.

His voice was very calm, but it was this oppressive calm that seemed to contain the calm before the storm.

It seems that after this tranquility passes, there will be hysterical rage.

In Tianhu Academy, there are two rankings, heaven and earth. The sky ranking is specially prepared for the senior students in the third grade of the academy, and the top [-] strongest will be selected from these senior students.

The competition is very cruel, and the ranking of the Tianbang is constantly changing.

……

Not long after, a young man in a purple robe with an arrogant expression walked over.

He carried a long gun on his back, with a stern face, and walked with his head held high, a bit like the rigidity and determination of a soldier.

And the long spear on his back is seven feet long, the whole body is pitch black, the tip of the spear is made of high-grade basalt iron, and it glows with a gloomy cold light.

A long silver-white dragon was engraved on the body of the gun. The dragon had eight claws, and it seemed to rush out of the gun ferociously.

"Vice-principal," the young man walked up to the old man and greeted him very respectfully.

"Deputy Dean, the top students in the Tianbang have all gone out for training, and they haven't returned yet," said the teacher who was looking for him, "He is ranked fourth in the Tianbang, his cultivation is at the peak of the True Vein Realm, and he is also an old student of our academy. The best of the best."

Hearing what the teacher said, the old man nodded. The students who can enter the Tianbang are naturally extraordinary, especially those who can enter the top ten positions are even more commendable.

But the old man is also a little regretful, the top three of the heaven list are not there, you must know that the three of them are at the empty pulse state.

……

The young man walked up to Xu Zimo slowly, and said in a cold voice: "The fourth in the list, Zhang Xianjun."

"If you can catch my three moves, you are qualified to know my name," Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile.

Zhang Xianjun stared at Xu Zimo for a while, then snorted coldly, and slowly took out the spear on his back.

The crowd voluntarily exited an open space, leaving enough open space for the two of them.

"Can Senior Zhang do it?" A student who just joined Tianhu Academy asked curiously.

"Yeah, this man is so arrogant, he must have some skills."

The familiar old man smiled contemptuously, and explained: "Senior Zhang is the fourth existence on the list, although he is incomparable with the top three monsters.

But he himself created the three-stroke pulse technique, named "Three Ways of the Spear", you just watch it carefully. "

"Self-created?" The students present were extremely surprised, and felt that it was inexplicably powerful. For them who have just entered the path of cultivation, it is difficult to practice other people's pulse skills.

Not to mention creating your own.

Chapter 64 Asking Nineteen Forms

"I used to watch the tide rise and fall, the clouds roll and the clouds relax, and watch the day's beginning and end, and I created the "Three Ways of the Spear", "Zhang Xianjun is imposing, with the spear in his hand, it seems that the whole person's momentum has changed,

He seemed to be like a long spear with a soaring edge, trying to tear the entire sky apart.

With a high voice, he said with a straight forward momentum, "Please advise!"

As soon as his words fell, the aura on his body seemed to overwhelm the sea, and all of them pressed towards Xu Zimo.

It seems that he wants to subdue others without fighting, and wants to crush Xu Zimo from his momentum.

Xu Zimo smiled, and let the aura rush towards him wave after wave like surging waves.

He was calm and unaffected from beginning to end.

The momentum of the long spear is full of energy, then declines, and exhausts three times.

Zhang Xianjun's face darkened, he quickly swung the spear in his hand, and stabbed directly at Xu Zimo.

"The first form of the three marksmanship, a dawn."

Endless brilliance glowed from the tip of the spear, as if a white awn pierced the darkness, and at dawn, everything was silent.

This pose carries the hope of dawn, with infinite reverie, and the white brilliance is magnified in front of Xu Zimo's eyes.

"Somewhat interesting," Xu Zimo smiled with interest, and didn't dodge, he didn't even bother to pull out the Tyrant Shadow in his hand.

He held the scabbard, and filled it with streams of nirvana. This dark air of nirvana was cultivated from the original "Jie Jue" of the Three Swordsmen.

Looking at the momentum of the spear tearing through the air, and the sharp tip of the spear magnified in front of his eyes.

Xu Zimo swung the scabbard slowly, and hit the spear lightly.

But with such a light touch, the weakest part of the entire pulse technique seemed to be broken.

The white light dissipated in an instant, and the entire spear trembled. Zhang Xianjun's hands were numb from the shock, and he almost threw the spear out.

He stepped back quickly, took a long and deep breath, and held the barrel of the spear tightly.

"The second type of three-way marksmanship, two-way scorching sun," Zhang Xianjun's face was a little ferocious, he roared again, and killed Xu Zimo.

This pose carried the brilliance of the scorching sun, and the golden light radiated everywhere, like a big fireball exploding in front of your eyes.

It represents blazing and bright, just like the fireworks on the balcony, just for that moment of brilliance, you can sacrifice everything regardless of your own body.

With this move, Zhang Xianjun has no way out, he will either smash all obstacles in the extreme madness, or he can only destroy himself in the struggle in the corner of his eye.

Seeing the golden scorching sun rising slowly, the blazing sun rushed towards him with all its strength.

The surrounding air was melting little by little, Xu Zimo pointed at the scabbard again, and the sharp saber aura penetrated everything.

The scorching sun was instantly shattered by the saber energy, the light faded away, and the endless refinement and brilliance of the spear tip became dimmed.

But with this move, Zhang Xianjun had no way out. He looked at Xu Zimo and drew a semicircle with the spear in his hand downwards.

The dark red gun gas was burning in the air, leaving obvious white marks in the space.

"The third type of three marksmanship, three twilight."

If the dawn in the first style is regarded as the dawn, the first sun blooms, and everything wakes up in silence, which represents hope and light.

Then the scorching sun of the second type, it is like the sun at noon, it has reached the hottest time of the day.

It sprinkles all its light on the world, trying to bake, burn, blaze, and annihilate the entire earth.

The sun is rising, but in the end everything has its moment towards the end.

The three dusks probably express the meaning of an end.

Everything is going to destruction, looking at the skyline alone at dusk, and the sunset glow and the setting sun merge in the darkness.

It goes from one path to hope, the second path to blazing, and the third path to destruction.

Withering intertwined with Geng Geng shattering, this shot seems to end everything, bring everything to the end.

This gun seemed nothing to Xu Zimo, but in front of the students present who had just stepped into cultivation, it seemed that there was really a different artistic conception.

They seem to literally witness the beginning and end of the day.

Zhang Xianjun's distant and high-spirited words before the battle seemed to ring in everyone's ears again.

"I have watched the tide rise and fall, the clouds roll and the clouds relax,

From the beginning of the day to the recovery,

Looking at the vicissitudes of life,

Watching the dawn,

Watch the scorching sun

Watching the dusk reflect the sky,

Watching the birds entwining the void of no Geng,

Also watch... the end. "

When this type of marksmanship fell, the entire space was compressed and exploded by the endless airflow, which scattered and flowed to both sides, and then turned into countless air arrows and shattered.

Xu Zimo smiled, and he slowly pulled out the Ba Ying in his hand, this shot was serious enough for him.