The entrance of Yanhuang University.
At this time, many students gathered at the door, and these students were at least the eighth heavenly powerhouses in the martial arts realm, densely gathered here, the number reached more than 10,000.
These are all students who plan to enter the Yunwu Mountains. They are all standing together in twos and threes, forming a small circle of their own, chatting with each other.
"It's really spectacular. I didn't expect so many students to go into the Yunwu Mountains."
"It's a matter of course. After all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you lose this opportunity, you will never have it again."
"It is true. All students with sufficient strength have participated. It is said that some powerful freshmen, such as Su Ji, Xiao Yixuan, etc., have reached the eighth heaven of martial artist and plan to participate."
"I don't know if Xia Ping, who was involved in trouble and rain at Yanhuang University, will participate?"
"Isn't this taken for granted? He would be stupid if he didn't participate."
"Look, that bastard Xia Ping is here."
There was a lot of discussion, and they soon noticed that Xia Ping ran from a distance and arrived at the gate of Yanhuang University in a short time.
However, some students with sharp eyes found that Xia Ping's aura was a bit wrong. It was no longer as strong as before. Instead, it was incredibly weak and seemed to have been severely injured.
"What's the matter? The breath on Xia Ping's body is very weak, almost worse than the students who have just entered the martial arts realm. What is it that?" Some students' eyes flickered, very curious.
Someone next to it guessed: "Should you be beaten by someone, right?"
"Who can beat him, now he has swept the entire Yanhuang University students, unless the elite students take action."
"It's very possible that this kid is doing troubles at Yanhuang University, causing trouble. I don't know how many people look at him. If some elite students want to deal with Xia Ping and teach him a lesson, it is not impossible."
"But the elite students are too lost to deal with a freshman. I'm afraid they will be laughed at when they spread out. Moreover, he doesn't seem to have any wounds on his body. It doesn't look like he was beaten."
"If it wasn't that he was beaten by someone, it was because he had a problem while practicing, went crazy, and severely injured his body."
"This reason is very likely. It is said that this kid was only in the fifth heaven of martial arts when he entered school, but he was promoted to the eighth heaven of martial arts in a short time. No matter how you look at it, he has cultivated a magical skill of a progressive god."
"Although the school does not prohibit students from practicing any exercises, as far as I know, the magical powers of the progressive gods are full of flaws. The early progress is rapid, but it is difficult to improve in the later stage. Moreover, if you are not careful, you will get mad and lose all your previous achievements."
"What you mean is that Xia Ping is likely to have a problem in his cultivation, causing serious injuries to his body. If this is the case, then God has eyes."
"I knew that the mud-legs from Yanhuang Xing made progress so quickly. It is absolutely weird. Maybe it is because of some evil techniques or forbidden drugs that they have achieved this achievement. Now it is true. "
"But this is all speculation, and I don't know if it's really the case. If Xia Ping really becomes a useless person, then there will be a good show. I don't know how many people will ask him to settle accounts."
"Especially those members of the martial arts club who have been humiliated by Xia Ping, the first one will stand up and beat him up."
Many students were talking, staring at Xia Ping with very unkind eyes. They looked up and down, as if they wanted to know why Xia Ping's breath became so weak.
If Xia Ping really did something wrong in his cultivation, I'm afraid there will be a good show.
"Finally arrived."
When he arrived at the school gate, Xia Ping also breathed a sigh of relief. He rushed back all the time, and he was able to catch up in time without any delay. Otherwise, he would be late and might miss the opportunity to enter the Yunwu Mountains.
And at this time, the rejuvenating pills in his body also played a role, constantly repairing the injuries in his body. By now, he has recovered 30% of his combat effectiveness.
Although not as strong as in the peak period, it is completely fine to deal with the ordinary martial artist Jiuzhongtian.
However, from the outside, the aura on his body is very weak, worse than the students who have just entered the martial arts realm.
"Xia Ping."
At this time, the president of the Kendo Club, Mu Haoran, was the first to jump out, looking at Xia Ping very sinisterly, and asked maliciously: "You don’t seem to be very comfortable. Is there something wrong with my practice? There are some healing medicines here. If you ask me, you can't sell them to you. The price is natural and fair."
He wanted to take this opportunity to mock Xia Ping.
"It's your shit, do you still want to be beaten by me?"
Xia Ping glanced diagonally.
Hearing this, Mu Haoran, the president of the Kendo Club, turned green, and couldn't help but squeeze his fists. He also remembered the scene of being beaten by Xia Ping before.
Although he has been treated now, there are still wounds left in his heart. The wound seems to be aching, and I can't help but want to beat Xia Ping violently.
"Xia Ping, what do you mean by this? Senior Mu is caring about you? You responded with this attitude? Do you still know what politeness is?"
A student next to him jumped out and yelled at Xia Ping.
"It's normal for a muddy leg from Yanhuang star to not be polite, and we can't ask too much." Another student looked at Xia Ping disdainfully.
A student wearing glasses said insidiously: "I think this kid cultivates so fast, there must be some tricks, maybe some evil spirits have been practiced, in order to avoid serious disasters in the future, the school should be thoroughly investigated."
Many students looked at Xia Ping with a sneer. They had a bad impression of Xia Ping. They had been taken care of by Xia Ping a month ago. Now that they have encountered difficulties when they see each other, they have not hurriedly settled down.
"Not satisfied?"
Xia Ping said calmly: "Do you still want to fight me? Believe it or not, I can send all of you to the hospital with one hand, none of you can enter the Yunwu Mountains?!"
"you!"
Hearing these words, the surrounding students couldn't help taking a step back, their expressions were very ugly, and they clearly remembered Xia Ping's fierceness, who was the master who swept Yanhuang University.
Although it looks weak now, it is difficult to say whether it has tyrannical strength. If the opponent is irritated, they may not be able to eat it.
"enough!"
At this time, a middle-aged teacher stood up to stop the conflict between Xia Ping and the others, and said: "This is the important place of the school. No conflicts are allowed. If I find someone to take action, I will immediately be deprived of the qualifications to enter the Yunwu Mountain."
He swept around, exuding a tyrannical breath, oppressing everyone, like a mountain.
Hearing this, the other students had no choice but to give up temporarily and back down one after another. They had spent several years to enter the Yunwu Mountains, and naturally it was impossible to give up at this time.