Chapter 903

Not only did he fail to win one round after three rounds, but Feng Zhuo's arms were broken and the number one on the college rankings became a cripple...

The third place in the college rankings was directly killed by Feng Zhuo. The future of the college is now worshiping Feng Zhuo to death. He tried every means to leave Beixuan and join Nanxuan. How could he give up so easily?

Even if Li Gan suddenly changed his temper and wanted to be a quail peacefully, there was still Yu Chishu.

In this competition, Yu Chishu was not only kicked off the altar by Feng Zhuo, but also had his arms crippled.

With his arrogant and arrogant nature, how could he let Feng Zhuo go so easily?

"There's no need to catch the wind and wash the dust, let's go directly to the trial tower!" Feng Zhuo replied lightly.

Li Gan suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face became brighter again.

"it is good!"

He answered very readily, and then led the way ahead, urging him from time to time.

How impatient Li Gan is!
Could it be that the problem is not in the eating place, but in the trial tower?

Feng Zhuo raised his eyebrows, his eyes became more and more fierce.

Soon, they arrived at the trial tower of Beixuan College, and were instantly shocked by the scene in front of the trial tower.

"Father...mother..." Meng Fang clenched his fists violently, his eyes widened and their sockets were cracked.

Such shouts sounded one after another.

"Li Gan, this is Beixuan Academy. The purpose of the establishment of the academy is to find talented people and send them to Zhongming Continent. What are you doing now? Are you going to turn Beixuan Academy into an execution ground?" Xuanyuanpeng asked angrily. .

However, in the vast square in front of the trial tower, there are wooden stakes erected one after another. On each wooden stake, a man and a woman are bound. Their hair is messy, their faces are pale, and the clothes on their bodies have long been worn Drenched in blood, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot.

These people are all from the major families of Nanming or Beiming, most of them are husband and wife, and they all have one characteristic in common.

That is, their proudest children are all in Nanxuan Academy, and they are all outstanding students in the academy.

"Fanger, leave us alone, let's go... let's go..." Meng Li was in a semi-conscious state, he seemed to have heard Meng Fang's cry, and he wasn't sure if it was a dream, so he made the sound without thinking .

His voice was very soft, but it clearly entered the ears of everyone present.

"Xuanyuanpeng, you really can't blame me for this matter, I am also the one who was coerced!" Li Gan said.

But his breezy expression didn't look like he was being coerced.

"Who intimidated you? In Beixuan College, is there anyone who can intimidate you, Dean Li?" Xuanyuanpeng said through gritted teeth.

Li Gan just smiled and didn't answer.

Xuanyuan Peng wanted to speak, but was stopped by Feng Zhuo.

"Let Yu Chishu come out!" Just as Feng Zhuo finished speaking, he thought of a sneer in the dark.

"Miss Zhuo is Miss Zhuo, and you can tell at a glance that this is my handwriting." Yu Chishu stepped out from the dark, followed by several people, all covered in black robes, and their eyes fell on Feng Zhuo. On his body, his face was full of evil.

Feng Zhuo's pupils shrank slightly, and he said with a light smile: "Young Master Yuchi, you seem to have forgotten that you have no hands, so where did you get them?"

They all say that you don't slap someone in the face when you hit someone, and you don't expose your faults when you swear!
But when it comes to Feng Zhuo's place, it becomes a slap in the face, swearing at people will expose the fault!

(End of this chapter)

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