Chapter 1689 Win or Lose
"Dean!"
Suddenly, Elder Lei He walked to Dean Chi Yan's side, and told the ins and outs of the future.
After hearing Elder Lei He's words, Dean Chi Yan's expression changed slightly.
One of the mercenary academies intentionally killed an S-rank mercenary student...
Although, in the Martial Arts Competition at Chiyan Academy, the rules are limited to one point, but accidents often happen, but intentional killing and killing by mistake are completely different concepts.
"Master Gong's disciple intentionally killed Meng Tian. Thousands of eyes saw it. Dean, I'm afraid it's Mr. Gong who avenged his personal revenge and let this disciple kill him on purpose!" Elder Lei He looked at Mr. Gong.
Hearing the sound, Elder Gong looked at Elder Lei He, and said coldly: "Lei He, I think it may be that you deliberately let the disciple die at the hands of my apprentice, so as to blame me and my apprentice."
"Are you farting?" Elder Lei He's eyes flickered coldly.
"Didn't you fart first?" Elder Gong glanced at Elder Lei He.
Before Elder Lei He could continue speaking, Dean Chiyan glanced at the two of them.
Seeing this, Lei He and Gong Lao said nothing more.
"Then the one on the ring is the murderer." Immediately, Scarlet Flames Academy looked towards the ring.
"It's Ye Wanwan."
One of the senior officials nodded: "Ye Wanwan drank alcohol during the competition and fell asleep now. Please order the headmaster to arrest her first."
"It's new." Chief Chi Yan waved his hand: "No need, wait until Ye Wanwan sobers up, let her sleep first."
Hearing what Scarlet Flames Academy said, Elder Lei He and others frowned, telling Ye Wanwan to wake up?
After Dean Scarlet Yan spoke, no one really disturbed Ye Wanwan who was sleeping on the ring.
And as time passed, I waited from the afternoon until the evening.
Above the ring, Ye Wanwan slowly opened her eyes, her head aching like a splitting headache.
Soon, Ye Wanwan looked in all directions in a daze.
Many Scarlet Flames mercenary students hadn't left yet, including Lord Shura and Ji Xiuran in the VIP seats, they were still there.
Ye Wanwan frowned deeply, rubbed her temples vigorously, her mind was in a state of confusion, she didn't know what happened.
After a while, Ye Wanwan sat up and leaned against a corner of the ring. Facing the strange eyes of everyone, Ye Wanwan felt a little guilty for no reason, and began to try her best to recall what happened during this period.
I just remember that I participated in the martial arts competition, and after that... I met Meng Ke, the disciple of Elder Lei He, and at the same time challenged Meng Tian, the second disciple of Elder Lei He...
Afterwards, she drank the high-strength cocktail that she had already prepared... But Ye Wanwan completely lost her memory of what happened afterwards...
"It's broken again... Is it really that bad for me to drink..." Ye Wanwan murmured.
"Is the game over?"
Suddenly, Ye Wanwan stood up, glanced across the audience, and asked.
However, the audience was completely silent, thousands of pairs of eyes were fixed on Ye Wanwan, but no one spoke.
Seeing this, Ye Wanwan frowned deeply, which meant several things...why do you keep looking at yourself like this? Could it be that after I got drunk, what did I do...
"The referee... Where is the referee?"
Ye Wanwan stood on the ring and swept down.
Seeing Ye Wanwan's gaze on her, the referee subconsciously covered her crotch.
"Referee, I'm sorry, I was drunk earlier, what should I say in the competition, did I win or lose?" Ye Wanwan asked the referee.