I'm Really a Villain!

That is the so-called Baibao Pavilion.

The Baibao Pavilion is not open to the public, so Xu Zimo just glanced at it from a distance.

The tower is about [-] feet high, and the whole body is golden, with phantom patterns of treasures dotted on it.

There are powerful formations arranged around.

Anyone who stepped in without permission would be wiped out under the array in no time.

Going forward, there is Wanwu Terrace.

It is said that there are [-] competition platforms here, which are specially used by the students of the college to compete.

Walking into the gate of Wanwu Terrace, the inside is very lively.

There are figures active on every competition stage.

Endless power and various auras were fighting against each other. At this moment, Xu Zimo felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

He quickly turned around to look, only to see Monk Dazhi standing beside him.

"Don't contact me when you enter the academy," said monk Dazhi with a sigh.

"Didn't it come out all the time?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"I was just about to go out for a walk today when I bumped into you."

"Why, you came here to compete?" Monk Dazhi asked.

"I've inquired. So far, no one in our current class of recruits has passed the tenth test except you and Mo Tianming."

"It's understandable, those ten levels are more difficult than I imagined," Xu Zimo nodded.

Especially the tenth pass guarded by the emperor, Mo Tianming passed it with the emperor's spirit.

Otherwise, relying on strength alone is absolutely impossible.

"Do you know that the two of you are very popular in the academy at the moment," said Monk Dazhi with a smile.

"Many people want to compete with you, and want to try what the so-called Tianjiao who has walked through the tenth floor is like."

"What's the comparison?" Xu Zimo waved his hand.

"These people have nothing to do."

"You don't understand, many of our Tiandao Academy's enrollment this time are disciples of famous families.

There are many holy sons and saintesses from the emperor's immortal sect.

It would be fine if you are acquaintances, the key is that you two are new faces, that's why everyone is curious. "

Xu Zimo thought about it, and this is true.

This is the first time I have come to the Supreme Realm, so it is understandable that the other party does not know him.

And Mo Tianming is also a casual cultivator, if he doesn't show it, who will know, he doesn't have much popularity.

While the two were chatting, a commotion suddenly appeared not far ahead.

It seems that someone is fighting together.

Originally, this is Wanwutai, fighting together is nothing.

But the two seemed to get angry, and they actually fought to the death. There were students around to dissuade them, and some people were eating melons.

"Let's go and have a look," Dazhi monk said with great interest.

Xu Zimo didn't speak, he stared at one of the figures fighting in the middle of the field.

The familiar figure is another acquaintance I know.

A smoky rain and a life.

The descendant of Emperor Tunri, Ren Pingsheng.

After parting with Ren Pingsheng in the Eastern Continent, he hadn't seen each other for a long time.

The main reason is that he developed too fast, and Ren Pingsheng at that time could no longer keep up with his own pace.

And he is not like Xiao Guizi and Lin Ruhu, who can meet each other in the same sect.

The connection between the two naturally faded away.

Even Xu Zimo never thought that he would meet each other in Tiandao Academy.

Originally, he wanted to give some benefits to those people he knew and helped him after he became emperor.

Seeing Ren Pingsheng and another young man fighting to the death on the martial arts arena, Xu Zimo sighed with emotion.

Suddenly I miss the past.

However, he did not gather together to surround the entire martial arts arena like Monk Dazhi.

Instead, he sat on the seat next to him from a distance, watching the battle in the field with great interest.

……

"This year's freshmen are so ignorant of the rules," the green-robed youth on the opposite side snorted coldly.

"Respect is mutual, Wang Lang, you are just a dog following Zhang Chungui.

Tell you what rules," Ren Pingsheng said coldly.

"Looking for death," the young man named Wang Lang stared at Ren Pingsheng with gloomy eyes.

"If you want to fight, then fight. I'm afraid you won't succeed," Ren Pingsheng said flatly.

"Do you dare to fight to the death, as usual, you can only be a disgusting turtle with a shrunken head."

Wang Lang was so angry that his face was flushed, he turned his head to look at the group of people behind him.

There are men and women in this group of people, all of them have extraordinary bearing, and they are not small at first glance.

One of the young men in a blue gown with a resolute face nodded slightly.

He has a domineering aura around him, and he is a little isolated in the crowd, which is very conspicuous.

Seeing the young man's instructions, Wang Lang just turned his head.

He shouted: "Okay, let's fight."

……

Tiandao Academy allows life and death battles.

As long as the two signed a life-and-death agreement, they could fight in the martial arts arena without anyone intervening.

The Ren Pingsheng at this moment is no longer the same as he was back then. His whole body is extraordinary, with strands of black aura permeating the air.

Chapter 852

As the black aura diffused little by little, a powerful devouring force surged around Ren Pingsheng's body.

Today, he has completely digested the inheritance of Emperor Tunri.

Otherwise, he would not be able to enter Tiandao Academy and pass such fierce competition.

Long time no see, he seems to have grown a lot more than ever.

A black robe, the same black cape.

The collar of the robe is very high, covering the entire neck.

His eyes were indifferent, mixed with anger faintly.

The thick eyebrows are pitch black, and there is a faint black spiritual energy surging in the eyes.

Behind him is a giant axe.

The entire body of this giant ax is black, with white and purple stripes engraved on it.

The whole giant ax is full of ancient rhymes, and it looks very thick and domineering.

Ren Pingsheng raised his right hand, and the endless devouring power condensed in his hand.

I saw him punching the opponent directly.

Wang Lang on the opposite side is obviously not a simple person, the white aura around him is like bubbles, surging continuously.

The eight veins in the body were opened, and the majestic power of the divine veins spread out.

Those who can enter the Tiandao Academy during this period are at least in the Divine Vein Realm, because everyone is making final preparations for the fight for the destiny.

Both fists collided and exploded between the two.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of energy dispersed, and the figures of the two flew out at the same time.

This Wang Lang's white aura is very tenacious, continuous, wave after wave.

It's as flexible as a rough wave.

"You're just like that," Wang Lang said coldly.

"Bang bang bang" three explosions came from his body, followed by a majestic burst of white aura.

There was the sound of running water "哗啦啦".

Behind him, there really was a wave of undercurrents.

"Seven Styles of Surging Waves," followed Wang Lang's soft voice.

In his fists, dark surges gathered, as if thousands of zhang lakes converged and interweaved.

He directly killed Ren Pingsheng.

"You're not good enough," Ren Pingsheng's fists also showed a pitch-black vortex.

This vortex is like a black hole, spinning rapidly.

A gust of devouring power permeates from inside.

There will be no winner between the two for a while.

This Wang Lang's Jingtao seven moves follow one after another, and the power is increasing several times.