Ziwu Academy is located in the east of the city, Ye Wentian asked all the way, and finally stood at the gate of Ziwu Academy when the sun was setting in the west.

Although Ziwu Academy is a primary school, because the students here have awakened the guardian martial spirit, it can be said that it gathers all the children who have the potential to become strong, so the status of Ziwu Academy is not as good as that of the city lord's mansion.

Ziwu Academy occupies a large area, the gate of the vermilion copper nail is five meters high, and there are flashing side doors on both sides, and there are two mighty and majestic stones to ward off evil spirits at the door.

"Son, martial arts, school, academy" Ye Wentian pointed to the gold lacquer characters on the plaque and read it, fortunately, he has been literate since he was a child, and now he can roughly recognize the words of this world.

"Where did the little beggar come from, don't get in the way! Crash into the little young master's carriage, can you afford it?" a sharp voice came.

Ye Wentian consciously turned his head to the side, and a popping sound shook his ears and buzzed.

Turning his head to look, it was actually a sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked Tsing Yi family with a horsewhip in his hand and slapped it hard in his ear.

The two jujube red tall horses screamed, their front hooves raised high, and stepped on Ye Wentian's head.

Ye Wentian instantly moved three feet horizontally, and only then did he avoid the trampling of the horse's hooves.

An ordinary ten-year-old child, if he is stepped on by this kind of horse, will definitely die tragically on the spot, and he can't even save him.

Who is it that is so unscrupulous on the road, and he is not afraid of causing trouble at all!

The luxurious carriage stopped at the gate of Ziwu Academy, and the family immediately jumped down and lifted the curtain, and said with a flattering smile: "Young master, don't be angry, there's a damn little beggar in the way......"

"Is anyone dead?" a boy's voice came from the carriage.

Jia Ding said: "Not yet, young master, I ......"

Bang, the family was slapped hard and fell to the ground: "Waste, still use me to teach, don't you know what to do?"

A richly dressed boy with delicate eyebrows got out of the carriage and glanced at Ye Wentian with disdain.

The Tsing Yi family ate the slap, and immediately vented the evil fire in his stomach to Ye Wentian, and walked over with a horsewhip and scolding: "Niang Xipi, the harmful Lao Tzu was scolded by the young master, look at Lao Tzu picking your skin!"

Ye Wentian didn't expect that someone in this world would dare to kill someone on the street, which was even more chaotic than the world in his previous life!

"Are you going to kill me?

The Tsing Yi family was stunned, and then laughed: "Wang Fa, in this Xikang City, the city lord is Wang Fa, the young master lets you die, you won't live tomorrow!"

Ip Mantian is really popular this time, it seems that this world is far from being as beautiful as he imagined.

The whip fell, but it did not reach Ye Wentian, but was firmly held in his hand.

Jia Ding suddenly felt a big loss of face, gritted his teeth, and tried hard to recapture the whip.

"Dog fights people, I think it's you who damn it!" Ye Wentian shouted, pulled hard in his hand, and then rushed forward, and smashed his fist into Jia Ding's heart.

"Hey, hey!" the family spurted out a mouthful of blood, rolled away, and fell to the ground wailing.

This time, Ye Wentian temporarily retracted his strength, otherwise he would definitely break the other party's heart. It's not that I don't want to kill him, but after all, this is the gate of Ziwu Academy, and killing people here is really eating leopard gall.

"What kind of person! dare to make trouble at the gate of Ziwu Academy!" the two guards guarding the door opened the vermilion gate and strode out with long swords.

The gorgeously dressed young master saw that his family was injured, his face changed, his aura was agitated, and he was about to make a move in person, but when he saw the door open, he immediately suppressed his aura and forcibly stopped.

But Ye Man clearly saw the undisguised killing intent in the other party's eyes.

"Oh, isn't this the little young master Huatian of the City Lord's Mansion, are you here to visit my brother at the academy?" The guard's cold face suddenly melted, and the smile was about to overflow.

"You idiot, the little young master is ten years old this year, which is exactly the age of entering the school, and there will be one more genius in our academy in the future!" another guard bumped into the guard who spoke first.

"It's me who is confused, Young Master Hua Yue is a genius in the third grade, and Young Master Hua Tian must also be the strongest in the first grade!"

was touted by the two of them, and the boy named Hua Tian suddenly showed a smug look, and his chin was about to be lifted to the sky.

In his previous life, Ye Wentian was accustomed to seeing this kind of villain who tended to be inflammatory, so he felt sick for a while, and turned his head and walked towards the main entrance.

"Hey, what about you, stop me!Is our Martial Arts Academy a place where you can trespass?" one of the guards immediately stretched out his hand to stop Ye Wentian.

"I want to go to school, why are you stopping me!" Ye Wentian looked at the guards coldly.

"It's up to you? Look at your dress from the countryside! That kind of rotten place can only awaken the life of the waste martial spirit, and farm the land and herd cattle all your life!" The guard's words were extremely mean.

Ye Wentian squinted his eyes: "Where did you people come from for food and clothing?

The guard's face immediately changed, and as soon as he grabbed Ye Wentian by the collar, he was about to throw him out.

In the world of the previous life, the foundation of the martial arts of all schools and schools was Zama Bu, which paid attention to a rooted and immovable mountain. In his previous life, Ye Wentian's grandfather was the chairman of the Bagua Palm Rest Association, and he urged him to take steps since he was a child, and even passed the family's secret "Eight-level Yin Yang Palm" to him, but unfortunately his grandfather died in an 'accident', and later he was also imprisoned in a mental hospital as a madman because of his two-faced personality, and finally died in a confinement room.

The guard mentioned it fiercely, but he didn't mention Ye Wentian, and couldn't help but sigh.

The eighth-level typo trick was activated, Ye Wentian reached out and grabbed the guard's wrist, turned his five fingers into claws, and buckled his muscles and bones and made a mistake.

"Ahh

Ye Wentian pushed away the guards with one palm, and walked towards the main entrance.

"Stop me!" another guard immediately drew his sword to stop Ye Wentian.

"What kind of thing are you, you deserve to go through the main gate?" Hua Tian saw that Ye Wentian was good, but he still looked down on him, sneered, and said to the guard: "He injured the guards of the Ziwu Academy, and he deserves to be executed!" I don't want to see him come in alive!" After saying that, he swaggered into the vermilion gate, and three or four beautiful maids got down from the carriage and hurriedly followed him with various exquisite utensils.

A hideous look flashed in the guard's eyes, and aura poured out, and a white spirit ring rose from under his feet.

Unexpectedly, even one of the guards at the door is a spiritual warrior! This martial arts academy is really a luxury, you must know that a spiritual warrior joining the army is equivalent to a second lieutenant, leading five hundred soldiers!

"First Spirit Skill: Heavy Slash!" the guard sneered, and the white spirit ring immediately shone brightly.

This guard obviously has a wealth of actual combat experience, a sword almost blocked all of Ye Wentian's retreat, although his spiritual power is much lower than Ye Xinyi, but the threat of this sword is several times greater.

If there is no spiritual power, Ye Wentian is ten percent sure that he will grab the sword empty-handed, but in the face of the pressure generated by spiritual power, it is only sixty percent at most.

More than a dozen methods flashed in Ye Wentian's heart in an instant, but all of them were inevitably injured.

Unless......

A faint golden light emanated from his left hand, and the color of his entire palm began to change.

"Stop!" a black light shot out and slammed into the sword.

The white light shattered, and the long sword came out of his hand, swishing into the middle of the road, and the guard's account shattered, and blood flowed.

Only then did Ip Mantian see that it was actually a broom that flew in! The broom spun around in the air and flew back again.

"You come in!" a deep voice came from inside.

When the guard heard this, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Ye Wentian patted the guard's face and sneered: "I'll enter through the main gate, you have a kind of stopping me again! Remember, don't bully the young man to be poor! I will definitely smash you to death with gold coins in the future!"