"What's going on?"

Couldn't help it, Wu Xin withdrew his palm, and the light gradually receded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

looked at the inspector with an incredible expression on his face.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Wu Xin's face moved.

Boom, boom, boom......

In the room, several figures suddenly appeared.

Even with Wu Xin's eyesight, he didn't see clearly how these people appeared, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Black Death Tyrant Outfit, the identity of these people speaks for itself.

However, the next moment, Wu Xin's expression changed.

Buzz –

Without any warning, an astonishing spiritual pressure rose into the sky, and the air instantly froze, emitting a wailing tremor.

The chest was tight, as if he was in an ice cellar, and his blood was coagulated, and he felt suffocated.

"Damn it!"

At this time, there was no effort to make Wu Xin think too much, and the conditioned reflex released his spiritual power to resist.

"Not good!"

This reflexive move shocked Wu Xin.

There was a soft sound like a brittle object shattering, as if in the face of a raging storm, the spiritual power that had just left the body did not have the slightest power to resist, and instantly collapsed.

For a while, his blood surged all over his body, and his face turned red.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

With a "buzz", his head seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and his consciousness was blurred for a while.

Seeing this scene, these gods of death showed puzzled looks, seemed to understand something, and hurriedly withdrew the spiritual pressure.

With the naked eye, the air spread out like a fold, forming a fierce wind.

"Shhh

As the pressure disappeared, Wu Xin sobered up slightly.

At this moment, the head seemed to be split by a sharp blade, and a strong stinging sensation surged up.

After a long time, consciousness regained and I opened my eyes.

looked at these people in front of him, showing anger, but he knew the difference in strength between the two sides, and he was not impulsive.

It can be seen that the expressions of these people are also a little embarrassed, and they can feel guilty for their actions just now.

The atmosphere fell silent.

"Ahem, congratulations on passing the assessment."

At this moment, the person who was conducting the test finally reacted and coughed, breaking the situation.

Hearing this, Wu Xin's gaze withdrew from these suddenly appeared Grim Reapers, but he was not very excited at this time.

After all, whoever suffers this kind of treatment inexplicably may not be in a good mood.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat these people, he wouldn't be so easy to speak.

"Little brother, I'm really sorry just now."

At the same time, a middle-aged Grim Reaper stood up and said sincerely.

It's really Wu Xin's movement this time is too big, no wonder they reacted strongly, and thought there was something wrong.

However, this time, he has realized that it is just Wu Xin's soul potential that is too high.

Wu Xin frowned, and his mood was still very unhappy, but since these people had already apologized, it was not good to continue to entangle at this time.

Shaking his head, he didn't say anything more.

In the final analysis, it is still too weak.

It's just a group of low-level Grim Reapers, and just releasing spiritual pressure makes him so embarrassed.

But it is precisely because of this that I am more and more looking forward to the power of death in this world.

Although there were some accidents in the process, in the end, Wu Xin successfully became a student of the Mao Spiritual Academy.

……

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed since the day of the assessment.

After Wu Xin and his group entered the Zhenyang Spiritual Academy, they quickly adapted to their new life.

"Look, it's Wu Xin."

"I heard that his qualifications are comparable to those of nobles, but I don't know if it's true or fake."

"I've heard that this person's qualifications are even more powerful than those of the nobles, and he has already attracted the attention of some big people in the Soul Court."

With the appearance of Wu Xin, the discussion sounded, and a series of eyes that were either envious or eager to try over.

The commotion caused on the day of enrollment has spread throughout the entire Mao Spiritual Academy.

It is precisely because of this that no matter where Wu Xin goes, he will inevitably be noticed.

It was a little uncomfortable at first, but after a few days, it was no longer affected.

And from another angle, this situation is more convenient for him.

Compared to this world, Wu Xin is just a passerby after all, and his stay is limited.

Therefore, in a limited time, I only hope to seize every opportunity to enhance my strength. When it comes to unnecessary interactions, being able to avoid them is to avoid them as much as possible.

Especially after experiencing the first fantasy world, it was that kind of bad environment, directly throwing people into that kind of cruel battlefield, in comparison, this kind of calm cultivation environment is even more rare.

Today, I happened to come into contact with the ghost path that I've always been interested in.,Ignore these people's discussions.,I'm going to go back and experiment.。

The so-called ghost path is a very advanced spell that can only be used by the god of death, which is used to heal, assist in attacks or contain opponents, etc., and for the god of death in this world, it is another power system in addition to the sword of the soul.

"Cut, what's the big deal."

Seeing Wu Xin leave like this, someone couldn't help but make a sound, and his tone was sour.

In this case, no one stepped forward to provoke.

Although it is a place to cultivate the god of death, there is not much difference between life here and the school in real life, only the content of learning is different.

One is cultural knowledge, and the other is combat skills.

On the contrary, in order to protect them, the future Grim Reaper, it is not allowed to fight each other in private.

……

Time flows.

In the eyes of others, Wu Xin may be arrogant as a genius, almost never in contact with others.

Gradually, I became more and more isolated.

For Wu Xin, he is hungry for all kinds of knowledge every day, and he doesn't care about this situation.

Life continued, and Wu Xin thought that this trip to the fantasy world would end so peacefully.

However, the final result was unexpected by Wu Xin.

……

Six years!

I didn't expect it to be such a long time.

Now, the original group of people has also reached the time of graduation.

After the final assessment, some of them became official Grim Reaper as they wished, and some were brutally eliminated.

There is no doubt that Wu Xin, who has always been among the best in the past six years, passed the final assessment without any accidents.

"Congratulations!"

Taking over the black death overlord costume as a symbol of death, Wu Xin's eyes fluctuated.

I think of the pressure I felt when I first faced death when I first came.

Now, he's also officially a grim reaper.