As soon as Dinas left, several young monks surrounded the two of them, and one of the monks blocked in front of Wang Ping and challenged him.

"I'm sorry, I never do it with people for no reason, I want to challenge you to find someone else, I'm not interested."

Wang Ping didn't give any face, his eyes swept over and found that although these young people were all old students, their strength was only in the middle of Jindan, and he didn't even have the desire to do it with this kind of strength. Sure enough, the woman is in trouble!

"What a crazy freshman, in this academy, except for Yun Shao, no one dares to talk to me like this, you are the first, Lao Tzu will teach you how to be a freshman."

That young cultivator was only twenty-five or sixteen years old and had cultivated to the middle stage of Jindan, and he had a magic weapon of the half-saint level given by the elders of the family, and he was also regarded as the number one person in the Imperial Academy, but he didn't expect to be ignored by a freshman like Wang Ping, and he couldn't help but be furious.

The battle in the open space in front of the special class just now didn't have a big impact, and not many people knew about it, and this young man didn't know that Wang Ping had just beaten a bunch of ruffians in the special class all over the ground looking for teeth, and thought that he was just a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

In the entire academy, except for those who are miscellaneous and logistics personnel, they may not be able to cultivate well, and they have just reached the realm of foundation building or rotation, but all those who can enter the academy to study are masters above the Jindan realm, and Wang Ping is the only one.

In his opinion, this kind of cultivation can't come in at all, maybe it's because of some backstage that he reluctantly came in, but Xiuwei is there, and he is a big realm away from himself, and he can't teach him a lesson?

The young cultivator was not defenseless at all, walked straight in front of Wang Ping, raised his hand and pulled it towards Wang Ping's face, intending to make Wang Ping lose an adult.

Wang Ping's eyes were cold, this young man was too arrogant, in front of him, even a divine blood body like Luo Wuxian didn't dare to hold it up like this.

Syllable!

A crisp voice sounded, Wang Ping's slap came first, and he gave him an eight-pound potsticker, which made the Venus in front of him pop up, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Everyone was stunned, in their opinion, this was impossible, it was clear that Wang Ping was only a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, how could he slap a Jindan realm cultivator back?

"Ah......h

The young man didn't expect Wang Ping to be so strong, daring to draw back on himself as a Jindan realm cultivator, and he didn't even dodge it, which was a great shame.

"Boy, how dare you hit me?" The young man covered his face with one hand and pointed at Wang Ping's nose with the other, and his voice trembled: "Just because you, an ant in the foundation realm, dare to beat me?" Lao Tzu wants your life! ”

Those who were with the young man found something unusual about Wang Ping, although the speed of the young man's move was a little slower, but it should not be something that people in the foundation building realm could draw back, not to mention that the cultivators of the Jindan realm far surpassed the cultivators of the foundation building realm in terms of physical strength and reaction speed, it stands to reason that even if Wang Ping dared to make a move, he should not be able to catch him off guard, there must be an article in this.

"Chu Tianxiong, do it slowly!"

Just when the young man was about to sacrifice the magic weapon, a voice came from a distance, and the young man was stunned, instinctively retreated, and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

Wang Ping was ready for battle, but he didn't expect such a change, he couldn't help but look up, and suddenly found that a handsome and unusually good-looking young man walked slowly from the direction from which the voice came, dressed in a moon-white robe, with a face like a crown of jade, red lips and white teeth, and long black hair floating behind his head.

This person is not simple, and there is a faint feeling of being out of dust. It's like a fairy in the world, exuding infinite charm, especially for women, this temperament is even more attractive.

"Less clouds? Why are you preventing me from teaching this new student? ”

Chu Tianxiong's face was dissatisfied, he was slapped by Wang Ping just now, his teeth were moved, although he used his divine power to heal the wounds, but the clear finger marks on his face were not so easy to remove, and his face was still swollen like a bun.

"I'm for your good, you're no match for him." Yun Shao walked over with a kind face, and stretched out his right hand to Wang Ping: "My name is Yun Yifei, the last student of a small sect in Yuntai Mountain, you must be a classmate of Wang Ping who has already become famous in the academy as soon as you enter, right?" You can guess by looking at the fairy beauty next to you, the two are the first couple who calmly walked out of the Tianhuo Pool, I guessed correctly, right? ”

It is difficult to beat the smiling face with a fist, Wang Ping doesn't want to give himself so many strong enemies just after he arrives at the academy, although his cultivation is good, but this academy is also a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and there are countless masters, and this Yun Yifei in front of him is probably one of them.

"Brother Yun is polite, I'm just a freshman, if there's anything wrong, I hope you don't feel weird."

Since the other party was so polite, Wang Ping was embarrassed to speak ill of each other again, and shook hands symbolically with Yun Yifei.

"Where does Brother Wang speak, they are all classmates in the same school, what else do they share with each other, meeting is fate, Yun Mouxiang is a small Daodong, please Brother Wang and Miss Lan Lan have a few drinks, I don't know if the two of you are willing to appreciate the light?"

Yun Yifei had a smile on his face from beginning to end, it was difficult for people to see that he had any other intentions, and in the face of such an invitation, I was embarrassed to refuse, so I readily agreed.

Lan Lan naturally looked at Wang Ping's horse, and wherever Wang Ping went, he followed him.

"That's very good, let's go to the tavern outside, I know there's a tavern with good environment and good craftsmanship, let's sit there, what do you think?"

Yun Yifei is neither arrogant nor humble, although he said that he was a treat, but he did not have the slightest intention of wooing, as if it was because the two were more compatible, so they wanted to further deepen their friendship.

"You're the host, of course you're up to the mark."

The group soon came to a remote street outside the academy, and there was a tavern near the street, which did not even have a name, and picked a front outside, on which was written "wine" in large letters.

This is not the time to eat, the business in the tavern is not very good, only people sit by the window to drink, and the clothes are leisurely.

Wang Ping is very envious of such a leisurely life, if it weren't for the dream of going home in his heart, Wang Ping would think that a calm and leisurely life like this would be good.

A few people came to the tavern, and soon a man greeted them, and politely led them to a large table, asked for the dishes they ordered, and went back to the back kitchen to work.