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God Level Villain

“Shameless Xia Ping, not only did you steal my martial arts manual and medicinal pills, you even took my fiancée! We’re not finished!” “There’s nothing that he won’t do. Not only would he not help an old person cross the road, he would even steal the lollipop of a three year old.” “He causes problems everywhere. All of the geniuses of those big families have been beaten up by him before. Now, he’s no longer tolerated by either humans or gods!” Countless martial arts experts of Yanhuang Star hated Xia Ping down to the very bone. They were just itching to completely crush him into pieces. As for Xia Ping? Facing the hatred of so many people, he just calmly pulled up the interface of the “Grand Hatred System” and looked at all the wonderful things there. He rubbed his chin, “I’ve already saved up so many Hatred Points. What should I exchange for now? Saint-grade medicinal pills? Or perhaps that Primordial Pill? The peerless martial art skill, Tathagata Palm also seems pretty good too. But then there’s that divine weapon, the Cosmic Cauldron. It really is too difficult to choose!” -----------------------------------------------

AbyssalDevourer · Eastern
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679 Chs

He Is A Beast

"Oh my God! That rumor was really true. Jiang Yaru had been impregnated by this shameless man." A male student sighed up to the sky with tears streaming down his face as if he had received a major blow, and collapsed to the ground.

"What a beast! He has no humanity anymore. He made high school girls pregnant at such a young age. Is he still human? Everyone, could he possibly be a human!?"

A tall student was so sad and indignant that he couldn't wait to rush forward and beat Xia Ping violently. In fact, there were many people who had the same idea. It was only a short while before someone started shouting.

"This is irrational. What is so good about this bastard, Xia Ping?"

"Even if you randomly pick someone from the crowd, they'd be a hundred times better than Xia Ping."

"With his family background and looks, how can he compare to us!"

A group of students were very angry. The air smelled of turmoil.