When Wan Mu saw this, his eyes were so frightened that he roared loudly at Wan Jin, and then he used a wooden stick to kill Wan Jin.
No matter how fast he is, he is not as fast as Wan Lei carrying the thunder in the sky!
In the eyes of all the disciples and mentors, Wan Lei struck Wan Jin's golden shield with a thunder that destroyed the world.
boom!!
Click!
With the loud thunder, the golden shield suddenly shattered into countless pieces and scattered around.
As for Wan Jin, his shield-raising right hand was completely shattered by Wan Lei's hammer, and Wan Lei's hammer continued unabated, hitting Wan Jin's chest with one hammer.
Wan Jin couldn't even scream. He vomited a large mouthful of blood and fell into a large crater. His chest collapsed and he passed out on the spot.
"Jin'er!"
Wan Honglin saw Wan Jin's tragic situation and became furious and furious.
"Wan Lei, you bastard, if you dare to hurt my Jin'er, I'm not done with you!"
"Humph, Wan Honglin, in a competition between juniors, there are winners and losers, fists and kicks are blind, and injuries are inevitable. As an elder, you are so protective of your son, and also insulted my son in front of me, it's really
Do you think I, Wan Hongxin, don’t exist?!”
Wan Hongxin snorted coldly.
Faced with Wan Hongxin, an extraordinary genius, although Wan Honglin is also a strong pill-forming expert, he is definitely no match for Wan Hongxin.
"Humph, in a competition between juniors, do you want to be so cruel? What if my son has a shortcoming and a good thing?"
Wan Honglin said angrily.
Wan Hongxin raised his eyebrows and said domineeringly:
"That is also a matter between juniors. The juniors of your lineage have bullied my son since he was a child. Did I say anything?"
In the field below, Wan Mu saw Wan Jin being beaten like this by Wan Lei, and immediately became furious and lost all reason.
"Wan Lei, I will fight with you!"
As he spoke, Wan Mu raised his wooden stick and rushed towards Wan Lei, completely forgetting the gap between the two.
When Wan Lei saw Wan Mu rushing towards him, he immediately sneered and threw Thor's hammer away.
Thor's hammer flew quickly, and after knocking Wan Mu unconscious with one hammer, it actually stayed in mid-air for a second, and then automatically flew back to Wan Lei's hand.
"What a waste. How dare I take action with such a level of cultivation? It's a joke."
Wan Lei sneered, and then started to kill the other disciples sent by the vice-chancellor.
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar outside the stadium. There were cheerers, cheering for Wan Lei's tyrannical strength; there were scolds, angrily scolding Wan Lei for being arrogant.
Wan Lei established a great advantage. He successfully injured many people, disrupted the enemy's formation, and most importantly, broke their spirit.
When he showed his invincible thunder and the devastating defeat of Wanjin, the disciples sent by the vice-chancellor no longer had the courage to resist, and they all fled in all directions.
Of course, Guan Zhan would not miss such a good opportunity. He immediately led his disciples into teams of five and five, with every five people fighting one person, striving to eliminate every enemy as quickly as possible.
Thousands of thunders were like tigers rushing into a flock of sheep. Wherever Thor's hammer passed, no one could stand up.
Those disciples ran outside like crazy. According to the rules of the competition, they will be eliminated when they leave the martial arts arena.
Before this, they had never thought that they would leave the venue before the end of the game. If someone said this to them, they would definitely laugh out loud.
But now, they are rushing outside. They know that as long as they run outside, they will not be beaten, and the murderer behind them will not chase them.
Some disciples who are being chased by Ten Thousand Thunders will even attack the disciples in front of them, just to slow down the opponent's speed and allow them to surpass them.
I don't have to run past the enemy, as long as I can run past you, then when the enemy hits you, I will have time to escape.
What's more, the direction they ran was towards the area where the neutral disciples were. They didn't care that there were so many of them. Compared to the neutral disciples, they were more afraid of being chased by the dean's disciples.
So they attacked the neutral disciples without hesitation, just hoping to find a bloody way to escape.
As for the disciples from the neutral faction, they were all attacked, and they reacted reflexively to fight back. They only reacted when they chopped down the disciples from the vice-dean faction to the ground.
They took action against the disciples of the Vice-Dean's faction, now it's better, they don't have to make a choice, they can just go to the side of the Dean's faction.
After all, even if they fall to the side of the Vice-Dean Faction, they cannot escape the fate of failure. What's more, if they attack those disciples, they will declare that they are enemies of the Vice-Dean Faction.
Smart people all know how to choose. These people immediately joined the Dean's faction and launched a fierce attack on the disciples of the Vice-Dean's faction who were at the end of their rope.
With the addition of these new forces, the disciples of the Vice Dean's faction were defeated even faster. Some of them were knocked to the ground and knocked unconscious before they even had time to shout for surrender.
Not long after, there were only a hundred or so people left on the field, and these people were all disciples of the Dean Faction and the Neutral Faction.
The result is clear at a glance: the dean faction won, and Zhao Dongxing retained his position as dean.
However, the battle is not over yet...
"According to the rules, only the top ten are left on the field. Let's discuss what to do."
Guan Zhan walked over, looked at Wan Lei and the leader of the neutral faction and said.
"No need to compete anymore, after all, we are no match for Brother Wan Lei.
Let's do this. On your side, there are five people at the peak of the ninth level of the Chuli Realm. Including Brother Wan Lei, there are six. On our side, there are four people at the peak of the Chuli Realm. Just the ten of us will stay. The others People, let them go down."
The disciple headed by the neutral faction said.
"I agree, but you all have an idea of who to choose."
Guan Zhan said calmly.
The leading disciple gave a wry smile and said, "Do we still have a choice? Even if we all choose the deputy dean, you are still more numerous than us. We might as well choose the dean just to save your face."
After all, in recent years, the vice-dean faction has been too strong and bullied others, and we don’t want the vice-dean to be elected dean."
"Okay, then it's settled. From now on in the school, just follow us. With the dean here, you won't be bullied by the vice-dean faction like you are now."
Guan Zhan nodded and said.
Wan Lei ignored them. The matter was settled. He had done everything he could. Among several important matters, helping Zhao Dongxing retain his position as hospital director had been successfully completed, and wooing Sui Potian was half done.
The next thing he has to consider is how to quickly improve his strength and face the most important heir competition.
From the attic, Wan Hongxin and others and a dozen instructors all flew down.
Zhao Dongxing looked happily at the struggling disciples below, especially looking at Wan Lei, who was particularly happy.