Because this battle of seven versus a dozen people lasted only a quarter of an hour in total.
Before Meng Baichuan finished his cup of tea, Li Wenyuan was already thrown into the mud by Muyan.
When he grabbed his hair and pulled it up, his face was covered with blood, several teeth fell out, and several pieces of hair were bald.
Seeing that the always majestic Dean Lingwu turned into this miserable appearance even worse than a mangy dog.
Rao Xingchen student who was still applauding just now, couldn't help shivering.
Ferocious, too ferocious!
The other Patriarchs were not much better either.
One by one was hanged and beaten, and the majesty and face of being tortured were completely lost.
The screams like killing a pig made everyone in the Star Academy feel unbearable.
Damn it, it was obvious that a quarter of an hour ago, their Xingchen was still bullied and weak.
Looking at it now, why do their Xingchen students look more like bullies who oppress good people
They all felt a little sympathetic to these deans and patriarchs who had always been aloof.
Who is wrong? Must provoke the Happy Seven Demons!
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On the huge Taiyi Square, the seven members of the Xiaoyao team sat on the Taishi chairs like big men.
Behind him stood a dense crowd of star students.
From time to time, someone went up to squeeze their shoulders, beat their backs, and hand them melons and fruits and refreshments.
During the period, the students behind them had to fight over whose turn it was to do these things.
And not far away, in the center of Taiyi Square, there are more than a dozen people hanging upside down.
They are the dean and elder of Lingwu College, the heads of several aristocratic families, and the heads of second-rate sects.
These people were stripped one by one, leaving only a pair of shame pants.
Her hair was also plucked, and she was bald on the east and west, and her nose was blue and her eyes were swollen. That miserable appearance made one couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy.
They had been exposed to the sun for two hours. At this time, because they were hanging upside down, the sweat kept gathering from their foreheads like small raindrops, and flowed onto the bluestone ground.
"Kill me!! Jun Muyan, the Seven Demons of Freedom, Meng Baichuan!! If you have the ability, kill...Kill me!" Li Wenyuan's voice was already hoarse, but he kept yelling.
Muyan put down the teacup, shook her head and said, "Principal Li, you've been howling for two hours, and you're not tired yet! Hehe, don't worry, our Star Academy is the most friendly and hospitable, how could you kill people casually? ?Am I right?"
"Yes!!" Nearly ten thousand students responded earth-shatteringly.
And the few people who were hung upside down wished they could faint directly.
Go... go fuck your friendliest hospitality! Saying such a thing, won't your conscience hurt, you devil? won't it hurt? !
Muyan's smile became more and more lazy and charming: "So, instead of killing you, my third senior brother, a well-known painter in the blue world, will draw a few lifelike and peerless paintings with you as reference."
Hearing this, more than a dozen people who were hanged upside down froze all over.
Even the sweat that was flowing like a brook seemed to freeze because of panic.
Even the most arrogant Li Wenyuan was so frightened that his face turned pale.
Muyan continued: "Why do you all have such unhappy expressions? Oh, I get it! You must be afraid that your appearance is not as graceful and charming as the people of the Tian family back then, and that the popularity is not as good as that of the Tian family? That's true, Dean Lingwu, if the sales of the portraits are not as good as that of the past head of the Tian family, where will this make Dean Li lose face?"