He spoke and struck, without any warning, a fist flew towards Liu Wuxie's face.

  Fists with whistling hurricanes, fist-sized sand pots, if they were to smash down, the entire face would probably become a pancake, and the five senses would collapse into a flat surface.

  No one stood up to stop them, Chen Leyao and Xue Pinzhi had already left to report on today's assessment.

  The first day of assessment is the simplest and also the most difficult one, focusing on collecting data, recording those students with higher aptitude, and continuing the assessment tomorrow.

  Fists were getting closer and closer to Liu Wuxie, already at close range, the fist strength lifted Liu Wuxie's hair.

  "Kill him quickly!"

  Many people followed suit, urging Feng Bingquan to quickly kill Liu Wuxie. They are not yet students of the Imperial Academy and are not bound by the academy's rules. Even if they killed Liu Wuxie, the academy would not blame them.

  Because the assessment has not ended yet!

  Only when you get the Imperial College Medal can you be considered a true student of Imperial College.

  With Xue's family temperament, they will definitely keep making moves during the assessment to force Liu Wuxie to death or drive him out of the Imperial Academy and prevent him from joining.

  With the identity of Imperial Academy, it's not that easy for Xue family to kill him again, and they need to make some efforts.

  It was about to land on Liu Wuxie's face, and many women covered their eyes, unable to bear the sight of such a handsome face being disfigured.

  Feng Bingquan let out a cold laugh, as if he had seen the scene of Liu Wuxie being knocked flying.

  Right at this moment!

  The situation changed suddenly, Liu Wuxie's body didn't move, he just raised his right hand and slapped out fiercely.

  His speed was fast, but Liu Wuxie's speed was even faster. Before his fist could fall, his palm had already slapped out.

  "Bang!"

  A crisp slap, echoing through the night sky, stunned everyone. Feng Bingquan was a congenital six-layer expert, and he didn't even have time to react before being slapped flying away.

  His majestic body arced beautifully in the air, slamming into a corner of the square, his mouth full of blood, and several broken teeth on the ground. This slap from Liu Wuyue was merciless, using 70% of his strength.

  "Hmm..."

  The entire square fell into a dead silence, many people were about to prepare for applause, wanting to see Liu Wuxie fly out, but...

  Someone flew out, contrary to their speculation, and it was Feng Bingquan who flew out.

  Bai Yu's eyes narrowed, that palm just now looked ordinary and unremarkable, the speed and trajectory of the palm seemed to be calculated.

  If he comes out too early, he can't hit Feng Bingquan; if he comes out too late, the effect will be lost, and Feng Bingquan's fist will land on his face first. Is it a coincidence? Bai Yu thought to himself.

  Are there so many coincidences in this world?

  Not too fast or slow, the timing was just right. One second faster would have been a waste of effort, and one second slower would have resulted in being knocked out by Feng Biaoquan - this is simply unbelievable.

  At this moment, Yu Yifan and Bai Yu have the same idea. Even if it were him, he wouldn't be able to grasp it so accurately, and would definitely counterattack at the first opportunity, not giving Feng Bing the chance to get close.

  Everyone thought Liu Wuxie was just bluffing, but he actually won the bet.

  "You little bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

  In terms of age, Liu Wuxie is considered young among the many examinees. In terms of realm, he is not the highest, but also not the lowest, and is considered to be in the middle to lower reaches. As for combat power...

  Feng Bingquan scrambled to his feet, his face twisted in a ferocious scowl, with no time to wipe away the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth. He drew out his sword and charged towards Liu Wuxie, having lost all reason.

  A terrifying killing intent spread out, his body transformed into a residual shadow, pouncing towards Liu Wuxie.

  Still standing quietly outside the tent, with his right hand pressed on the storage bag.

  Ten steps!

  Eight steps!

  Five steps!

  Feng Bingquan's long sword appeared within a foot of Liu Wuxie and was heading straight for his heart, this was an attempt to kill him.

  "Hah!"

  No fancy moves, Liu Wuyi's right hand flashed by, as if nothing had happened, Feng Bingquan suddenly froze.

  Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, no one spoke, only the icy cold wind was blowing from all sides.

  "Who dares to cross this line, kill without pardon!" Liu Wuxie said, his hand with a short knife made a stroke, and three meters outside the tent appeared a mark.

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and returned to his tent, ignoring the eyes of those around him, pulling up the tent and isolating himself from all contact with the outside world.

  "What's going on? Why isn't Feng Bingquan moving?"

  Many people are puzzled as to why Feng Bingquan suddenly stopped at the last moment. He wasn't a good person, and everyone who knew him was well aware that in all these years, nearly eighty monks had died at his hands.

  A ruthless and cunning hero like him was slapped in the face by others, how could he swallow this bitter humiliation.

  The fact is that Feng Bingquan stood there stupidly, motionless.

  "He's dead!"

  One of the nine elders of Xiantian said faintly, "That one knife just now was too stunning. If it weren't for a short knife appearing in Liu Wuxie's hand, they would all suspect that Liu Wuxie hadn't even made a move."

  "Is he dead?"

  The scene suddenly became chaotic, Liu Wuxie dared to kill in public, even if they were not yet students of the Imperial Academy, killing within the Imperial Academy was still a violation of the Imperial Academy's rules.

  "What a swift sword!"

  Yu Yifan said quietly and turned back to the tent, no longer participating in it. He was a Washing Spirit Realm cultivator, and that one knife just now could only be blocked if he used all his strength.

  "Drip, drip, drip..."

  Fresh blood trickled down Feng Bingquan's neck and fell onto the bluestone floor, gathering into a small stream.

  A thick bloody aura, permeating the martial arts arena, everyone's heart skipped a beat, really dead.

  Feng Bingquan fell to the ground with a loud thud, his eyes filled with a deep longing for this world as he took his last breath.

  He still doesn't want to die, joining the Imperial Academy is his dream, and in the future, whether he returns to his family or joins the army, he will become a giant.

  A great situation was ruined because he acted impulsively and died in this place.

  "What are you going to do?!"

  Someone walked towards Liu Wu's tent, intending to avenge Feng Bing for being wronged, but was quickly intercepted.

  "This kid dares to kill people at will, things can't be settled like this, he must be killed to avenge Feng Bingquan."

  More and more people stood up, wanting to avenge Liu Wuxie, gathering outside the tent, but not daring to cross that mark.

  The outside discussion and criticism are nothing but a cacophony to Liu Wuxie's ears, as they are all just a bunch of incompetent people who can't achieve great things. It would be a waste of resources for such people to join the Imperial Academy.

  After making a big fuss for half a day, no one dared to step forward, and in the end, nothing came of it.

  No one wants to make trouble, they are all waiting for tomorrow's assessment. If someone is killed here, the Imperial Academy will definitely hold Liu Wuxie responsible. What they have to do is strive to become a member of the Imperial Academy.

  The night grew darker and darker, but Liu Wuxie did not rashly use the Taohu Tian Jue, it was too shocking.

  With a slight movement, the spiritual energy within hundreds of meters was swallowed up in an instant. If he were to release it all, the entire martial arts arena's spiritual energy would likely be sucked dry by him.

  He took out a Golden Spirit Pellet and swallowed it in one gulp. The terrifying spiritual energy spread throughout his body, making him feel extremely comfortable all over. "After three hours of Array Forging, the fusion degree between my physical body and soul has increased even more."

  Liu Wuxie said quietly, others are forced to bear the pressure and walk in, but he's fine, relying on the formation's pressure to hone his physical and spiritual harmony. If this gets out, I reckon he'll be envied to death by countless people.

  The night grew darker and the entire martial arts arena fell silent, with everyone cultivating to maintain their best state, awaiting tomorrow's assessment.

  "Are you ready?"

  Three miles outside the martial arts arena, in a small grove of trees, stood two men. One of them was Xue Pinzhi, who had been responsible for the assessment during the day.

  "Don't worry, Senior Xue, you still don't know my level of assassination. Tonight is his death date."

  Another man in black, wearing a nightingale, patted his chest and guaranteed that the students who had been assassinated by him over the years were not few.

  "Alright, you can go now. Once things are settled, I won't forget your kindness and will find a way to transfer you to the advanced class."

  Xue Pinzhi patted the black-clad man's shoulder and said it was getting late, telling him to hurry up so as not to miss the best time.

  "Thank you, Master Xue!"

  Being able to enter an advanced class is the dream of many students.

  The Imperial Academy is divided into three levels: Di, Xuan and Tian.

  Each class is further divided into primary, advanced and genius classes. To enter the advanced class, you need to be assessed level by level.

  There are also many geniuses who join the Imperial Academy and become top students in the high-level classes, after all, they are a minority.

  That is to say, the hundred people who passed the assessment will all enter the Earth Class to cultivate. Two years later, according to the requirements of the college, they will undergo a ranking examination. Those who fail will be eliminated, and those who pass smoothly will enter the Mysterious Class to cultivate.

  Similarly, to enter the Tianzi class, it is also like this. Liu Wuxie obviously cannot wait that long, he wants to break through Xianling Peak and even Xianyu Realm within a year, and destroy the Xue family.

  When the time comes, he will leave the Great Yan Imperial Court, see a broader world outside, seek higher things, and strive to break through the boundaries.

  Only a hundred people are recruited from outside every year, the real elites have already been secretly taken away by the Imperial Academy, such as Xu Lingxue.

  These hundred places are mainly for those monks who have hope in their hearts and give them a chance to be promoted.

  The thirty-six city geniuses had long been scoured clean, and the hundred people who participated in the assessment every year were not qualified to be invited by the Imperial Academy, and could only take the assessment route.

  To put it bluntly, this hundred people who were assessed should be the ones with the lowest qualifications in the college.

  These people joined the academy, far inferior to those internal genius recruits. From today's assessment, it can be seen that the instructor just went through the motions and left two students in charge of the assessment.

  Annual assessments target thirty-six cities but ignore the Imperial City.

  The imperial capital has a population of nearly 100 million people, with countless geniuses among them. They are the ultimate power of the Imperial Academy.

  These things, Liu Wuxie also only understood after entering the Imperial City, the vastness of the Imperial Academy far exceeded his expectations.

  With tens of thousands of students, such a large academy is no less than a major sect.

  A dark figure quietly approached the martial arts arena, soundless. In his hand appeared a strange and sinister crossbow, its range and lethality far surpassing that of Shi Po Jun's black crossbow by more than tenfold.

  Crouching behind a boulder, he aimed his crossbow at tent number one, a cruel smile spreading across the corner of his mouth.

  "You're to blame for your own bad luck, having offended Master Xue. Now you'll have to die."

  The young man in black finished speaking and pressed down on the bow in his hand. A long arrow shot out.

  It's strange that this arrow didn't make a sound as it flew through the air. No wonder they say his assassination skills are top-notch.