I only have passive skills, so I'm extremely cautious

"You go and sign the report first. You will be divided into dormitories and classes. I guess I won't have time to make trouble with them this morning." A mentor who had returned to Shunfeng Ghost Duke patted Chen Zhong and Li Weier on the shoulders and reminded them kindly.

He was in the early stage of the Soul Tempering Realm, so he could naturally see the strength of Chen Zhong and the other two. One was in the Blood Surge Realm, which was just a joke. Although the other was the son of a Duke, he was only at the third or fourth level of the Xiaocheng Realm. This age is not bad, but the senior students at Federal College are all in the middle and late stages of Xiaocheng.

How does this work?

Those bastards will definitely not give up making trouble. It is estimated that the two of them will not have an easy time in the next two months. I hope Grand Duke Xuelong will make arrangements.

After being forcibly intercepted by the instructors, the troublemaking students left arrogantly.

Chen Zhong and the two followed the route to the Academic Affairs Office.

Fortunately, the instructor in charge of registration was from Duke Leng Rose and did not put any shoes on Chen Zhong and the others.

With her help, the two went to a class with more neutrals and got a dormitory for two.

However, the dormitory teacher was from Duke Jushi. They were deliberately ignored and did not receive the bedding and toiletries they should have.

In less than half an hour, Chen Zhong had a very thorough view of this place.

It’s completely a miniature version of the eight dukes’ overt and covert struggles!

There is one thing to say. For this reason alone, this federal college is not qualified to be compared with Imperial College and Tianyan College.

In such a complex and impure environment, how can students who are serious about practicing and studying their studies be able to devote themselves to it with peace of mind?

The academy, which was supposed to be an ivory tower, was turned into a mess by eight dukes.

As soon as he stepped in, Chen Zhong felt full of impetuosity. Most of the people here seemed to be always rushing to the scene of group fights, always angry and arrogant. They numbly loved to use violence to solve all matters.

For example, regarding the exchange students from Tianyan Academy.

If you were in any other college, you would know how to maintain superficial politeness, at least you would not block people at the school gate and try to beat up the guests.

Therefore, in this academy, Chen Zhong completely gave up being low-key and timid. He would be steady when he should be steady, and he would definitely make the other party feel pain when he should be ruthless.

It’s best to stage a plot like beating the younger ones to bring the older ones, beating the older ones to bring the older ones, and beating the older ones to bring the ancestors!

In this way, Chen Zhong can quickly get in touch with many high-level officials, mess up the White Tower Federation as much as possible, profit from it, and lay the foundation for his future convenience in advance.

Anyway, they can't kill their real selves [smug and arrogant face].

At this moment, the Chiyan Empire is home in Linglong City.

Chen Zhong was lying on the bed, applying a facial mask, listening to music, and controlling his health remotely.

"Meow~"

The increasingly plump Daju was leisurely basking in the sun on the window sill, holding a salted fish pillow in his arms and letting out a satisfied hum.

…

afternoon.

It's like the castle teaching building of Hogwarts, in a huge lecture room.

The instructor is introducing Chen Zhong to the students in the class.

"Dear students, I hope that we can all get along well in the next two months. I don't want to see some unnecessary conflicts appear in front of me!"

"yes!"

The students in the class looked quite friendly, but they didn't show much kindness to the two of them, and their eyes were a bit avoidant.

That's true. Anyone can predict that Chen Zhong and the others will become the eye of a dangerous storm. Who wants to be involved in it for no reason and suffer along with them?

"You guys find a seat and sit down. I'll first explain some of the rules and precautions of Federal College."

Then, the instructor spent half an hour talking a lot.

Chen Zhong didn't pay attention. Instead, he took out his mobile phone, entered the intranet of Federation College, and looked through the discussions in the forum.

If you want to understand the real scene of the academy, you have to peep and capture it.

Chen Zhong learned that the strongest student in the college was named Odin, who was at the ninth level of Xiaocheng Realm.

Well, it's a very cool name, but it is extremely unfamiliar to people today. They don't dare to be interested in ancient mythology. Not many people know that Odin is the god king in Nordic mythology, let alone related information.

Most importantly, he is Duke Zeus's most valued son! From here, we can see the ambition of this family. They probably want to recreate the mythical divine palace of ancient Europe.

A tiger father has no sons. Odin, who is already a senior, is often away from the college and has already been in and out of the Duke's Palace to participate in federal government affairs.

Chen Zhong is sure that this Odin will definitely return to the academy in the near future.

Because according to his investigation, the young son of the Duke who was crippled by Levi was Odin's most beloved brother. In order to avenge his brother, he, who was still a student, was the most convenient person to take revenge.

It was perfectly reasonable for the son of a duke to fight against the son of a duke. Under such circumstances, it was not easy for Grand Duke Snow Dragon to intervene.

As soon as the reporting class ended, a large group of people blocked the entrance to the classroom.

The radicals headed by Si Nuo clamored crazily. If they hadn't cared about school rules, they might have hit Chen Zhong and Li Weier on the head with their swing sticks and baseball bats.

Chen Zhong smiled and said calmly, "Lead the way."

Si Nuo laughed angrily, shook his head and said, "Let's go, let's see how long you can last!"

A large group of people walked from the teaching building to College Avenue. They were still shouting and yelling along the way, trying to attract more people to watch.

"Are you slapping yourself in the face in such a big way?" Levi couldn't laugh or cry, he said nonchalantly, "I'll rely on my junior to support me later!"

"Senior is farting again. How can you have the nerve to say this to me who is in the blood surge state?" Chen Zhong raised his eyebrows and scolded with a smile.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at an indoor stadium.

"One-on-one?" Si Nuo asked provocatively, "I won't do it myself. I know the rules, so you won't say I'm bullying the strong."

The people below laughed, all mocking and disdainful.

"Are you thinking we're not here?"

"If you want to fight, count us in, what are you talking about!"

The conservative students were unwilling to be outdone, so how could they let Li Weier suffer injustice.

"Ahem!" Li Weier suddenly coughed, and the venue was instantly quiet. Although these people were aggressive, Li Weier's terror was deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Let's fight in groups," Chen Zhong rubbed his wrist, "The two of us, against all of you."

The whole audience was silent, and the next second there was an uproar and booing.

Whether it was the radicals or the conservatives, they were stunned by Chen Zhong's words.

Even some tutors who were watching the show thought that this exchange student in the Blood Surge Realm had a cramp in his brain.

"Haha... haha! This is your own request. Don't blame us if you lose your hands and feet." Si Nuo didn't know whether he was angry or laughing, and his body couldn't help shaking.

Due to Chen Zhong's ridiculous request, they had to change to a bigger arena.

It was called an arena, but it was actually a circular sunken arena. There were black blood stains on the ground that couldn't be washed off. You could smell the pungent stench as soon as you stepped in.

"Junior brother?" Li Weier asked helplessly.

"Why? Senior is scared. Only in this way can we quickly force out the big and small bosses." Chen Zhong replied.

"No, I mean later... how should I face their shocked and admiring gazes?" Li Weier said seriously.

Chen Zhong, "..."

At least fifty people surrounded the two of them in the middle, holding sharp weapons, and including Si Nuo, there were twelve people in the small success realm!

Anyone who saw it felt that Chen Zhong and his men had no chance of winning. Not only could they not win, but they would also be beaten like dogs.

"Want to take a gamble?"

On the high platform, several old guys gathered together, looking down from above.

The dean snorted coldly, "Is there a need to take a gamble?"

"It hasn't started yet, everything is possible." The old man who said to take a gamble wore a magician's hat. He was the director of the spiritual formation of the Federal College and also the vice dean, named Enzo.

As a well-known fifth-grade spiritual formation master in the spiritual formation world, he often pays attention to events related to spiritual formations, and Tianyan College, which is extremely excellent in spiritual formation studies, is one of his top concerns.

Some time ago, he saw some news that the Chiyan Empire had a shop called Shangshanmen, which specializes in selling perfect quality spiritual talismans, and Shangshanmen is just a student force of Tianyan College.

Unfortunately, the master of Shangshanmen seems to be a young man named Chen Zhong, and the young man under his feet seems to be called Chen Zhong.

How could a genius in spiritual formation studies who can be so valued by Tianyan College be an ordinary person?

So, Enzo wants to take a gamble.

"50,000 Spirit Stones, I bet on Levi and his team to win." Enzo smiled.

Including the dean, several senior executives looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Deputy dean? Isn't this inappropriate?" Enzo's assistant was also puzzled and tried to persuade him. After all, 50,000 Spirit Stones is not a small amount, equivalent to the deputy dean's apparent monthly salary.

The assistant felt a little distressed that he gave it to someone else for no reason.

"Interesting, let's bet." The dean smiled with a fake smile.

The other directors followed suit and took out 50,000 Spirit Stones. There were eight people in total, but only Enzo was able to beat Chen Zhong and his team.

"Tsk tsk, Enzo, if you lose, you will not only lose Spirit Stones, but also your famous vision!" The dean took the opportunity to insult Enzo.

Enzo ignored him, "Wait and see."

Below, the battle was about to break out.

Levi gathered his mind and put on a serious look. He had no confidence at all with the opponent's lineup, but his greatest confidence came from the hidden boss beside him.

He believed in Chen Zhong's strength!

If this psychological activity was known to others, it would probably be laughed at. A small success realm pinned his hopes on the blood surge realm?

Beep!

A mentor blew the whistle.

Chen Zhong waved his arms and took the initiative!

He started with two hundred third-grade explosive talismans!

He wanted to see how long these playboys could last under the bombardment of his talismans.

Seeing this, Li Weier directly retracted his weapons, took out a recliner, coffee beans, cups, and filter paper, and leisurely ground coffee on the spot, and then drank it like watching a play.

This terrible scene was not expected by Sino and the others, but the more horrifying thing was still to come.

Another two hundred explosive talismans blew them to pieces.

The ground of the Colosseum was like it had been thoroughly plowed by a shell, with potholes and bright red everywhere.

"Ah..."

"Help...Help..."

"Oh...My fingers, my fingers!"

Looking around, it was extremely miserable.

Only a few students in the minor success stage were still standing, but now their eyes were wide open, their eyes were distracted, their pupils were dilated, and their shoulders were shaking.

Of course, Chen Zhong would not rely solely on the talisman. Such an ending would not convince people. They would argue that it would be difficult to establish a reputation by relying on external help.

So, with the wind and thunder bow in hand, Chen Zhong turned into a wandering warrior, stepping on the wind and thunder and flowing light, and advancing with a terrifying momentum.

The dazed few people quickly reacted and staggered to block.

Si Nuo's mouth twitched wildly, "This is the blood surge stage? Are you kidding me!"

Here it comes!

Chen Zhong swept the longbow, and the edge of the bone blade collided with Si Nuo's long sword, bursting out a large piece of sparks.

Buzz!

Chen Zhong freed his right hand, grasped the bowstring with his fingertips, and the arrow of light gathered in front of Si Nuo's face and shot out instantly.

Puff——

"Ah!!!"

The arrow of light exploded heavily at Si Nuo's nose bridge, and he flew more than ten meters away and hit the wall.

Looking at him again, he fell into a coma, his cheeks were bloody, his nose bridge... there was no nose at all, and there was a dark pit in the middle of his face spurting blood.

Chen Zhong naturally kept a trick, otherwise Si Nuo's head would be gone after the hundredth normal attack.

Although his current real strength is the eighth level of the Blood Surge Realm, his foundation is so strong that it is unacceptable. The quality and quantity of the spiritual power in his body are comparable to the peak of the Soul Tempering Realm. Fighting against opponents of higher levels is not a dream at all.

The few people who were originally rushing towards Chen Zhong braked forcibly, their throats rolled, cold sweats flowed, and they looked around for a while, but no one dared to step forward.

"If you feel scared, just admit defeat, don't force it." Li Weier, who was seriously making latte art on the side, laughed meanly.

Several people's eyes lit up. That Blood Surge Realm is not easy to mess with. Isn't there Li Weier here?

They signaled with their eyes, turned back at the same time, and swung their knives at Li Weier.

"Okay, in your eyes, I am just a scumbag?" Li Weier chuckled and pulled out a long whip covered with barbs from the storage belt around his waist.

The long whip was like a flying python, and it blew up the right calf of a second-level Xiaocheng Realm.

He is the son of the Grand Duke of Snow Dragon. He is also a super playboy in the White Tower Federation. He doesn't need to worry about these ordinary people. Offending them is no different from offending a bunch of bugs.

Swish——

The light arrow blew up the armor of the last person, and Li Weier's long whip came in, ending the battle (farce).

At this point, there was silence, and there was no atmosphere at all.

"Take out the bet, don't think about buying on credit." Enzo laughed softly.

The dean's expression changed, but he didn't move. "Don't be too happy too soon, the ring match is not over yet!"

Enzo's face changed suddenly, and he looked at the door, "Is he really here?"

Chen Zhong and Li Weier also looked in that direction.

Odin!

The young man was two meters tall, wearing a white snow velvet cloak, with lush golden curly hair on his shoulders, a stone-carved face, and his weathered and calloused hands on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

He stood there, silent, like a king.

In terms of momentum, among the people Chen Zhong knew, only Huo Xundao could compare with him.

Although he seemed calm, Chen Zhong felt the anger under the calm.

And the anger was mainly concentrated on Li Weier.

"I didn't expect him to come up so quickly," Li Weier said helplessly, "Let's jump out immediately, we still win."

Chen Zhong waved his hand, "We can't retreat. If we retreat, our next life will be even worse."

"Since you said so, I have to accompany you." Li Weier nodded, not nervous.

Odin walked slowly, obviously with two feet, but he walked out with the momentum of an eight-legged Pegasus. He held a sword in his hand, but the more he looked at it, the more it looked like the eternal spear Kungunir.

"Are you waiting for me to come up?"

He stepped onto the ring step by step, like a king ascending the throne.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the several talismans on the ground at his feet, sneering, "You want to beat me with this? Do you think I am those fools?"

"Be a little vigilant," Chen Zhong also curled the corner of his mouth, "I want to see if your sure-hit gun can kill me."

Odin frowned, and his heart skipped a beat.

How did this person know my ultimate weapon and ultimate move?