Chapter 49 A Complete Victory

"Brother Jin!"

Seeing this, Wan Mu was so frightened that his eyes were about to split. He roared at Wan Jin and rushed towards him with a wooden stick.

But he was not as fast as Wan Lei, who carried with him the power of thunder and lightning!

Before the eyes of all the disciples and instructors, Wan Lei, with earth-shattering thunder, slammed his hammer down on Wan Jin's golden shield.

Boom!!

Crack!

With a thunderous roar, the golden shield shattered into countless pieces, scattering in all directions.

Wan Jin's right hand, which was holding the shield, was completely shattered into a comminuted fracture by Wan Lei's hammer. The hammer's momentum didn't diminish as it struck Wan Jin's chest.

Wan Jin couldn't even let out a scream. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into a large pit that had been smashed into the ground, his chest caved in. He immediately lost consciousness.

"Jin'er!"

Wan Honglin was furious at the sight of Wan Jin's miserable state.

"Wan Lei, you little bastard, you dare to hurt my Jin'er! I'm not finished with you!"

"Humph, Wan Honglin, there are always winners and losers in a competition between juniors. Blows and kicks have no eyes, and injuries are inevitable. As an elder, you are so protective of your son and even dare to insult my son in front of me. Do you really think Wan Hongxin doesn't exist?!"

Wan Hongxin snorted coldly.

Facing Wan Hongxin, a peerless genius, Wan Honglin, although also a Jindan (Core Formation) expert, was definitely no match for him.

"Humph, is this how you strike with such force in a competition between juniors? What if something happens to my son?"

Wan Honglin roared.

Wan Hongxin raised an eyebrow and said domineeringly,

"That's also a matter for the juniors. The juniors from your lineage have bullied my son since they were young. Have I ever said anything?"

In the arena below, Wan Mu, seeing Wan Jin being beaten into such a state by Wan Lei, was immediately filled with anger and lost all reason.

"Wan Lei, I'm going to fight you to the death!"

With that, Wan Mu raised his wooden stick and charged towards Wan Lei, completely forgetting the gap between them.

Seeing Wan Mu rushing towards him, Wan Lei immediately sneered and threw the Thunder God's Hammer out.

The Thunder God's Hammer flew quickly, knocking Wan Mu unconscious with a single blow. It then hovered in mid-air for a second before automatically flying back into Wan Lei's hand.

"What a waste. You dare to fight me with that kind of cultivation? What a joke."

Wan Lei sneered and then charged towards the disciples from the Vice-Dean's faction.

His words caused an uproar outside the arena. Some cheered, applauding Wan Lei's strength, while others cursed, denouncing Wan Lei's arrogance.

Wan Lei had established a great advantage. He had successfully injured many people, disrupted the enemy's formation, and, most importantly, broken their morale.

When he displayed his invincible thunder and decisively defeated Wan Jin, the disciples of the Vice-Dean's faction no longer had the courage to resist and all fled in disarray.

Guan Zhan certainly wouldn't miss such a good opportunity. He immediately led the disciples, dividing them into teams of five, with each five-person team attacking one enemy, striving to eliminate each enemy as quickly as possible.

Wan Lei was like a tiger in a flock of sheep. Wherever the Thunder God's Hammer passed, no one could stand up.

The disciples ran out like crazy. According to the rules of the competition, they would be eliminated if they left the arena.

Before this, they had never imagined that they would leave the arena before the end of the competition. If someone had told them this, they would have laughed their heads off.

But now, they were scrambling to run out. They knew that as long as they ran outside, they wouldn't be beaten anymore. The god of death behind them wouldn't chase them anymore.

Some of the disciples who were being chased by Wan Lei even attacked the disciples in front of them, just to slow them down and surpass them.

I don't need to run faster than the enemy, just faster than you. When the enemy hits you, I'll have time to escape.

Even worse, some ran towards the area where the Neutral faction's disciples were located. They didn't care about anything else. Compared to the Neutral faction's disciples, they were more afraid of being chased by the Dean's faction.

So they unhesitatingly attacked the Neutral faction's disciples, just to carve out a bloody path to escape.

And those Neutral faction disciples, they were attacked and reflexively counterattacked. Only after they had knocked the Vice-Dean's faction disciples to the ground did they realize what they had done.

They had attacked the Vice-Dean's faction disciples. Now it was settled. There was no need to choose. They could directly side with the Dean's faction.

After all, even if they sided with the Vice-Dean's faction, they would still be doomed to fail. Moreover, by attacking those disciples, they had declared themselves enemies of the Vice-Dean's faction.

Smart people knew what to choose. These people immediately joined the Dean's faction and launched a fierce attack on the already desperate Vice-Dean's faction disciples.

With the addition of these reinforcements, the Vice-Dean's faction disciples were defeated even faster. Some didn't even have time to shout surrender before being knocked to the ground and knocked unconscious.

Before long, only a little over a hundred people remained on the field, all of whom were disciples of the Dean's faction and the Neutral faction.

The result was obvious. The Dean's faction had won, and Zhao Dongxing's position as Dean was secure.

However, the battle was not over...

"According to the rules, only the top ten can remain on the field. Let's discuss what to do,"

Guan Zhan walked over and said to Wan Lei and the leader of the Neutral faction.

"There's no need to compete anymore. After all, we are no match for Brother Wan Lei.

How about this? You have five at the peak of the ninth level of the Initial Force Realm, plus Brother Wan Lei, making a total of six. We have four at the peak of the Initial Force Realm. Let's just leave the ten of us here, and let the others go down."

Said the leading disciple of the Neutral faction.

"I agree, but everyone knows who to choose, right?"

Guan Zhan said calmly.

The leading disciple smiled bitterly and said, "Do we have a choice? Even if we all choose the Vice-Dean, you still have more people than us. We might as well give you face and choose the Dean.

After all, the Vice-Dean's faction has been too strong in recent years, bullying people too much. We don't want the Vice-Dean to be elected Dean either."

"Good, then it's settled. In the academy from now on, just follow us. With the Dean here, you won't be bullied by the Vice-Dean's faction like you are now,"

Guan Zhan nodded and said.

Wan Lei ignored them. The matter was settled. He had done what he could. Of the several important matters, helping Zhao Dongxing retain his position as Dean had been successfully completed, and the wooing of Sui Potian had also been half completed.

Next, what he needed to consider was how to quickly improve his strength to face the most important Heir Competition.

On the pavilion, Wan Hongxin and a dozen or so instructors all flew down.

Zhao Dongxing looked at the promising disciples below with joy, especially Wan Lei, with particular delight.