Wang Xuan was indeed furious. He hadn't provoked anyone and had always been keeping a low profile and in seclusion, but there were still people who wanted to "educate" him. What the hell were these people?
He quickly wrote his name on the flying paper and accepted the challenge. He would not refuse anyone who came. They would meet in the bloody arena. He would not be responsible if anyone was killed.
"You're trying to get ahead of me, huh? I don't have the time to mess around with you guys." If he had the time, he might as well study the general direction of Yu Daohua.
Sadly, he had never left the academy. He had never been out of the academy's city, a futuristic fairy city.
"You agreed so quickly?" a woman was surprised. She had light eyebrows, sexy red lips, and was trimming her crystal clear nails.
Originally, she thought that she would have to attack Su Tong and Ling Xuan a few more times before she could force that stubborn freshman to fight back.
"Good thing. He should be taught a lesson as soon as possible. But he is a little too optimistic. He actually wants to go to the bloody arena? He wants to die." Meng Zelin said.
His entire face had collapsed, and his bones were full of cracks. It took him a lot of pain to repair it. He said in a deep voice: "Sister Kou, arrange a few tough guys. It's best not to kill him, otherwise it will easily make people criticize him. Just cripple him!"
Kou Ping was young and beautiful. She glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I know my limits. I know his intentions and style better than you do. Go down."
She waved her white and slender hand, with some disdain, and said, "You are not good at doing things, and your nose bridge was broken and your eye sockets collapsed. Don't be an eyesore here."
Meng Zelin was in a depressed mood: "He suddenly attacked me, and then he quickly called for help. I was afraid of attracting attention, so I didn't kill him."
He bowed slightly and retreated. Although they both worked for the man with an astonishing identity and background, he knew that Kou Ping was the direct descendant of the ordinary-looking young man.
"What? The Black-Faced God is going to die too, and he's rushing forward without knowing whether he's good for his own life?" Wang Xuan received the news again. This time it was the academy's network projection. Words appeared in front of him, accompanied by voice.
"Okay!" he said murderously.
When they met again, the Black-Faced God was very puzzled. This thorny freshman had a really bad temper. Before he could do anything, the other party gave him a cold look, and it was murderous.
He was a little suspicious, wondering if he came at the wrong time. Could he have run into trouble?
"Brother, please go ahead. I won't bully you. Fighting and killing are the behaviors of crude barbarians. Let's go to the study to discuss scriptures and philosophy, wandering in the vast books and verifying what we have learned."
The Black-Faced God looks like a ferocious monster, but he insists on appearing quiet and gentle. Fighting in this style makes Wang Xuan... want to beat him even more!
Wang Xuan didn't say anything and walked straight to the study, but soon stopped and said, "If you go to the study to read the scriptures, I don't have any contribution points, so you will be responsible for it."
"No problem." The black-faced god nodded with a smile. No matter how gentle his expression was, he still looked like a villain, and even his gentle smile looked a little ferocious.
He had been a little worried in recent days, fearing that Wang Xuan would really survive the sixth calamity, causing An Hong, whom he followed, to go bankrupt, and leaving his contribution points unaccounted for.
After much thought, he decided to learn from the scriptures and break through Wang Xuan's state of mind, so that he would not have the confidence to face the last calamity of the Six Tribulations of Thunder and Fire.
"Look, the Black-Faced God's grandson is trying to bully the newcomers again. Is there no one to do anything about it?" Some people talked in a low voice but did not dare to step forward.
"This new student is also a thorn in the flesh. He cannot stand provocation. Is he going to fight to the death with the Black-Faced God in the scroll?"
A group of people gathered around and followed him into the study.
This is a special place in Pingtian Academy, where there are scriptures, calligraphy and painting, as well as some genealogical charts of powerful clans. It is a peaceful and tranquil area.
Here, there are large groups of bookshelves, special scriptures placed on high platforms, and secret books suspended in the air. Together, they give people a sense of peace and tranquility.
The environment is naturally nice. Fairy orchids grow in the pots on the bookshelf, emitting a refreshing fragrance. A red-gold divine vine winds across the high platform where books are placed, swaying, and the vine flowers cast a little bit of morning light.
Some students read quietly here, without any noise, all very absorbed in the reading. It seems that their thoughts and feelings resonate with each other. It is a place for enlightenment.
Wang Xuan took a look and found a deserted place to sit down.
The Black-Faced God was sitting opposite them. Through recognition through the light of his soul, he had automatically paid the contribution points. The two of them were ready to enter the book to discuss scriptures and philosophy.
"Let's discuss the transformation of the primordial spirit and its relationship with the heavenly tribulation." The Black-Faced God said with a smile.
"This bastard has a bad heart. He knows that the other party is going to overcome a tribulation, yet he wants to start with this aspect in order to ruin the other party's perfect state of mind." Someone whispered.
"Okay." Wang Xuan didn't care.
On a high platform, an ancient book with a soft glow opened, and with two whooshing sounds, it drew their spirits in, and the two of them entered the world of scriptures.
"The extraordinary changes originate from the mutations of the soul. All things are perishable, only the spirit can last forever. When accumulated to the point of interfering with the real world..." In the world of the book, the black-faced god spoke.
"You're talking too much nonsense. You're starting from the wrong point. The body affects consciousness. A spirit without flesh and blood is a ghost. After it mutates, it becomes a creepy thing. In the end, you will no longer be yourself."
Wang Xuan didn't hesitate and used the Spirit Coffin Technique right away, wanting to parasitize on his soul in the spiritual realm and manipulate him.
What is "discussing the Dao"? It is to materialize the meaning of the scriptures in the book and then discuss it. It is said to be discussing the Dao, but in fact it is also a kind of competition, which can barely be regarded as a literary competition.
"The demon's method, the path of possession and parasitism!" The black-faced god screamed and retreated quickly, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions. Rune light bloomed all over his body, preventing the opponent from placing his spirit into the spiritual realm.
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