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Chapter 27

Then, Wan Hongxin added: "Brother Potian, now you know how important this secret is. If someone with ulterior motives knows that Lei'er has a way to survive the punishment of heaven, he will definitely capture Lei'er.

If the six major families find out that a direct descendant of the Thunder Emperor has given birth to an innate thunder body like the Thunder Emperor, then what will the six major families do to the Wan family? I think you can understand even if I don't say it.

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Of course Sui Potian can understand what the six major families will do.

They couldn't just watch the Wan family give birth to another Thunder Emperor. Otherwise, based on what they had done to the Wan family in the past, the new Thunder Emperor would definitely destroy their entire family in revenge.

Then, the day the six major families find out, is the moment the entire Wan family is destroyed.

As the general of the Wan family, he, Sui Potian, will inevitably die when the time comes.

Sui Potian turned his head and said sternly to Sui Xiaohang: "Xiaohang, just like his father, swore an oath of heaven and promised never to reveal this secret."

"Don't worry, Dad, Wan Lei is my brother, and I will never betray him even if I die."

Sui Xiaohang immediately took the oath of heaven.

Seeing that both father and son had made the oath of heaven, Wan Hongxin felt at ease. He exchanged such a big secret just to gain Sui Potian's trust and to make him feel at ease.

After all, at this time, it is necessary to let him tend to his own lineage, so that he can naturally join forces with him in the future.

"Brother Potian, there is one more thing I need your help with."

Wan Hongxin said with a solemn expression.

"My dear brother, please tell me."

Sui Potian was a lot more polite at this time, after all, his son's life depended on others to save him.

"It's like this. Many people already know about Lei'er and his nephew's fate.

You can't block this news even if you want to, but have you ever thought about what people would think if the two of them were still alive and kicking in front of people two months later?"

Wan Hongxin said.

As soon as these words came out, Sui Potian immediately became solemn and said: "Those people will know that the two of them have a way to survive the punishment of heaven, and they will definitely catch them and question them.

At that time, not only Wan Lei will be in danger, but even the dogs' lives will be in danger."

"Yes, Brother Potian, then you know what to do about this matter."

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Wan Hongxin's eyes.

"I know that I will silence all those who have seen the two of them undergo the punishment of heaven, and you will kill those on your side.

However, the two of us issued a statement together to tell everyone that the previous rumors that the two of them were going to be punished by heaven were all rumors, and now all those who spread the rumors have been punished. If anyone dares to spread rumors again, they will be punished without mercy!"

There was murderous intent in Sui Potian's words.

"Okay, that's it. If anyone asks about it in the future, we just have to deny it."

Wan Hongxin nodded and said.

Regarding this kind of thing, Wan Hongxin has an upright nature and has never done it before. But at this time, in order for his son to survive, what if he got his hands dirty?

As long as I can keep my son alive, what if I kill everyone in the world?!

At this moment, Wan Hongxin's beliefs and mentality quietly changed.

He asked Wan Lei again and again to make sure that Wan Lei had not admitted to anyone except Sui Xiaohang and his son, himself and the palace master that he had survived the heavenly punishment, and felt that this lie could be fulfilled.

The group of people chatted for a long time, decided to meet here during the next heavenly punishment, and then went back to their homes.

Three more days later, Wan Lei arrived at Xinxing Academy as scheduled, because this day was the day for the academy's disciple competition.

It was also the day to decide whether Zhao Dongxing would succeed as the dean of the school or whether Liu Dehuai would replace him.

The martial arts arena is located behind the academy and covers an extremely large area, which is rare in Nanfu City where every inch of land is at a premium.

There were already dense crowds of disciples around the martial arts arena. This day was a feast for the school, and of course they didn't want to miss this day where the best disciples from the school competed.

Wan Lei was also in the crowd, and next to him stood Sui Xiaohang and Feng Silu.

Of course, with the strength of the two of them, they are naturally not qualified to participate in the competition.

Wan Lei knew nothing about the college competition, and Feng Silu was helping him popularize knowledge.

"In the academy competition, only disciples at the ninth and eighth levels of the Chuli Realm can participate. Of course, those below the eighth level are seeking death.

Among the people who are eligible to participate this time, nearly half of them support the Erye family lineage.

Because the second master's family promised them huge profits, gave them money and resources, or won over the families behind them, your situation is not optimistic, and you will face a huge challenge this time."

Wan Lei was very satisfied with Feng Silu, a little intelligence agent.

He nodded and said: "What about the rules of the competition? One-on-one duel? Random drawing of lots? Final decision on the top ten?"

Wan Lei has also experienced such things as competitions in his previous life. In the great Asgard, it was always this kind of one-on-one duel between warriors.

"No, if you say that, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance. Even if you can defeat all your opponents and win the first place, based on probability, there will still be more people supporting the deputy dean than supporting the dean.

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Feng Silu shook his head and continued:

"The rules of the competition are melee!"

"A scuffle? Everyone standing together and fighting?"

Wan Lei said in surprise.

"Yes, everyone fights together, and the ten people standing on the stage at the end are considered the top ten."

Feng Silu said.

Good guy, it's strange to be able to determine the ten strongest ones. I'm afraid the strong one will be besieged as soon as he goes up. No matter how strong he is, a tiger can't stand up to a pack of wolves.

"In normal times, the stronger one can still win, but this time, unlike the past, it is the big day to decide the dean.

So when the competition starts, people who support the vice president will definitely gather together and launch a fierce attack on the others."

Feng Silu nodded and said.

Wan Lei wondered: "In this case, wouldn't we definitely lose?"

"No, there are also many disciples who support your family and the dean. They can't stand the people across from you and support the dean wholeheartedly. They also gathered together."

Feng Silu said.

"That is to say, this time it will be divided into three factions. One faction supports the vice-dean and is the strongest. One faction supports the dean, and the last faction is neutral."

Wan Lei said.

"That's right, what you have to do is, after entering the field, directly launch the most violent attack on the enemy. You are now at the peak of the ninth level of the Chuli Realm, and you are also one of the few strong ones.

You must show strong combat power to make the neutral faction think that your faction has the possibility of winning, so that they will turn to your faction and you can establish the greatest advantage."

Feng Silu looked at the crowd of disciples on the field and gave Wan Lei a clear analysis.


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