Chapter 63: QAQ, everyone here

The old man gave Xu Zimo a few glances.
Although he was the deputy dean of the college, the expulsion of students directly under such a large public population was detrimental to the reputation of the college.
After all, others came to take the test thousands of miles away. If Yu Zhe told him behind this kind of thing, he could still consider it.
But in front of so many people, the old man should not only consider for the college, but also for his own reputation.
Yu Zhe seemed to see the old man's concerns and quickly replied: "Teacher, I did not deliberately target them.
It's just that their people's conduct is not right. Last night they didn't have a room because of the night they came, and because of the deliberate slander of me, I snatched my room.
How can such a person enter the college, this is not to discredit the college. "
When the old man heard Yu Zhe's words, he nodded in recognition, and then walked towards Xu Zimo.
The crowd automatically separated a road, and Xu Zimo looked at it calmly and funny.
"Is that what he said just true?" The old man stopped in front of Xu Zimo, majestic like a sea, extremely deep, and asked with a tone of voice.
"Although I really want to say, don't slander others without evidence, but think about it and feel unnecessary," Xu Zimo said with a smile: "Is it true, how?"
"Where are you from?" The old man frowned and asked about Xu Zimo's attitude.
"Zhenwu Shengzong," Xiao Guizi sideways proudly replied.
With this remark, the people around who wanted to watch a good show suddenly startled.
Compared with Tianhu Academy, the name of Zhenwu Shengzong is naturally more radiant and louder.
Since the man named Zhenwu founded the Shengzong tens of thousands of years ago, this sect was like a blazing sun, covering the entire western land.
Even before the Emperor Hongtian, Zongmen was in a period of downturn, and no one dared to invade.
Or the time when the Emperor Shenri was bearing the fate, he still treated the Martial Saint Sect with courtesy.
Of course, the purpose of the Tianhu Academy is to teach without class, no matter what kind of ancestry you come from, how old the family is.
Or just a beggar on the roadside, as long as you pass the test, you can visit the Tianhu Academy.
Of course, these are all the purpose of the Tianhu Academy, and the children of the Dazongmen also disdain to come to the Academy.
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"Since you confess to what happened just now, our Tianhu College cannot enroll you," the old man said with a bad look.
"You don't need to say, even if your college wants to recruit me, I won't go in," Xu Zimo chuckled lightly.
"What do you mean?" The old man's eyes flashed with elicitation, and the supreme strength of the Zun's veins climbed up a little.
"Just because a student's conduct is a little unjust, you should negate him like this.
What is the college doing? What is the teacher's responsibility? Xu Zimo smiled, and Xu Xu said: "Master, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts."
If everyone is talented and upright, what are you doing here?
Isn't your duty to plant trees for ten years and educate people for a hundred years?
And I looked at your school, and the students you teach don't seem to be very good. "
The old man pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "Young man, don't talk too much."
"If not," Xu Zimo looked at the crowd present and said to the old man: "Call out the strongest student of your school this year and compare it with me.
Anyway, I was an ordinary outside disciple in Zhenwu Shengzong.
I don't bet any bets with you, I just want to prove it. "
"Prove what, are you a student who looks down on me?" The old man asked coldly.
"No, no, don't get me wrong," Xu Zimo shook his head quickly, and said with a smile in his mouth: "I'm not targeting someone present, but all of you are rubbish."
As Xu Zimo's words fell, the old man's face changed instantly, and all the students present were boiling.
Glared one by one, filled his chest with indignation, shouted Xu Zimo was too arrogant.
"Well, don't say I didn't give you a chance," Xu Zimo said with a smile: "You choose the strongest student out, if you can let me take a step back, even if you win."
"Go and find the students of Tianbang," the old man was silent for a while, then said to the teacher in charge next to the test.
His voice was very calm, but it was this repressive calm that seemed to contain the tranquility before the storm.
It seems that after this tranquility has passed, it will be hysterical anger.
There are two rankings in the Tianhu Academy. The Tianbang is specially prepared for the third-year students of the college, and the top 100 strongest will be selected from these old students.
The competition is very cruel, and the rankings of the sky charts are constantly changing.
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Not long after, I saw a young man in a purple robe with an arrogant look came over.
He was carrying a spear, his face was cold, and he walked up with his head high, a bit similar to the rigidity and perseverance of a soldier.
And the lance that was carried behind him was seven feet long, the whole body was painted black, and the tip of the lance was made of high-grade basalt iron, and there was a gleam of light.
The gun body is engraved with a silver-white long dragon. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com The long dragon has eight claws, and it seems that it is about to rush out of the gun body.
"Vice President," the young man walked to the old man and greeted him very respectfully.
"Vice dean, the top students in Tianbang have gone out to practice, but they haven't returned yet," said the teacher looking for him on the side: "He ranked fourth in Tianbang and cultivated to be at the pinnacle of the true pulse. He is also an old student of our college The best among them. "
Hearing the teacher ’s words, the old man nodded, and the students who could enter the top of the list were naturally extraordinary, especially those who could make it to the top ten, which was even more commendable.
But the old man also has some regrets. The top three in the sky list are not there. You need to know that the three are the cultivation of the empty vein.
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The young man walked slowly to Xu Zimo and said coldly, "The fourth place in the list is Zhang Xianjun."
"Can only catch my three strokes to be qualified to know my name," Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile.
Zhang Xianjun stared at Xu Zimo for a while, then snorted slowly, and slowly took out the long spear.
The crowd quits an open space autonomously, giving enough space to two people.
"Can Senior Zhang do it?" Asked some students who had just joined Tianhu College.
"Yeah, this man is so arrogant, I think I should have some skills."
The informed old student gave a contemptuous smile and explained: "Senior Zhang is the fourth existence of Tianbang, although it is incomparable with the top three monsters.
But he himself once created the three strokes technique, named "Three Shots", you just watch it. "
"Created?" The students present were extremely surprised and felt inexplicably powerful. For those who had just entered the cultivation path, it was difficult to cultivate the pulse skills of others.
Let alone talk about your own creation.