Chapter 1689 - Win or Lose
"Dean!"
Suddenly, Elder Lei He walked up to Dean Chiyan and told him what was going on.
After hearing Elder Lei He's words, Dean Chiyan's complexion changed slightly.
One of the mercenary academies, deliberately killed an S-class mercenary cadet......
Although in the martial arts competition of Chiyan Academy, the rule is to stop at the point, but accidents often happen, but intentional homicide and accidental homicide are completely different concepts.
"Old disciple of the palace, deliberately killed Meng Tian, as seen by thousands of pairs of eyes, dean, I am afraid that I am the old man of the palace to take revenge for personal revenge, and deliberately let the disciple be killed!" Elder Lei He looked at Gong Lao.
Hearing this, Gong Lao looked at Elder Lei He and said coldly: "Lei He, I think it may be that you deliberately let your disciple die at the hands of my apprentice, so as to blame me and my apprentice." ”
"Are you farting?" Elder Lei He's eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Didn't you put the fart first?" Gong Lao glanced at Elder Lei He.
Before Elder Lei He could continue to speak, Dean Chiyan glanced at the two of them.
Seeing this, Lei He and Gong Lao didn't say anything more.
"Is that the murderer in the ring?" Immediately, Chiyan Academy looked towards the ring.
"It's Ye Wanwan."
One of the high-level officials bowed: "Ye Wanwan drank wine during the competition, and now she is asleep, please give the dean an an order to arrest her first." ”
"It's fresh." Dean Chiyan waved his hand: "No need, wait until Ye Wanwan wakes up, let her sleep first." ”
Hearing what Chiyan Academy said, Elder Lei He and the others frowned one after another, letting Ye Wanwan wake up from his sleep?
Since Dean Chiyan spoke, sure enough, no one continued to disturb Ye Wanwan, who was sleeping in the ring.
And as time passed, I waited from the afternoon to the evening.
Above the ring, Ye Wanwan slowly opened her eyes, her head splitting.
Soon, Ye Wanwan looked in all directions in a daze.
Many Chiyan mercenary students have not left, including the Shura Lord and Ji Xiuran and others in the VIP seat, who are still there.
Ye Wanwan frowned deeply, rubbed her temples vigorously, her mind was in chaos, and she didn't know what was going on.
After a while, Ye Wanwan sat up, leaned on the corner of the ring, and faced the strange eyes of everyone in the arena, Ye Wanwan was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, and began to try her best to recall what happened during this time.
I only remember that I participated in the competition of the martial arts competition, and after that, I ...... He met Meng Ke, a disciple of Elder Lei He, and challenged Meng Tian, the second disciple of Elder Lei He, at the same time......
After that, I drank a high-strength cocktail that I had prepared for a long time...... And what happened later, Ye Wanwan completely lost her memory......
"It's broken again...... Is my alcohol so bad......" Ye Wanwan muttered.
"Is the game over?"
Suddenly, Ye Wanwan stood up, swept the audience with a glance, and asked.
However, the audience was silent, and thousands of pairs of eyes stared at Ye Wanwan tightly, but no one spoke.
Seeing this, Ye Wanwan's brows were deep and frowned, which meant several things...... Why do you all look at yourself like this? Could it be that after getting drunk, what did he do......
"Referee...... What about referees? ”
Ye Wanwan stood on top of the ring and swept downward.
Seeing Ye Wanwan's gaze fall on him, the referee subconsciously covered his crotch.
"Referee, I'm sorry, I was drunk before, how do you say about the competition, did I win or lose?" Ye Wanwan asked the referee.