Because this battle between seven versus a dozen people only lasted a quarter of an hour.

Before Meng Baichuan finished his cup of tea, Li Wenyuan was already beaten into the mud pit by Muyan.

When he grabbed his hair and pulled it up, his face was covered in blood, several teeth were missing, and several pieces of hair were bald.

I saw Dean Lingwu, who had always been so majestic, turned into a look more miserable than a mangy dog.

Even the Xingchen students who were clapping their hands just now couldn't help but shudder.

Cruel, too cruel!

The other family heads were not much better.

Not only were they hung up and beaten one by one, but they were also tortured so that their majesty was completely lost.

The screams of slaughtering pigs made everyone in Xingchen Academy unbearable.

Damn it, even a quarter of an hour ago, their stars were still bullied and weak.

Now it seems that their Xingchen students are more like bullies who oppress good people?

They all sympathized with these deans and family heads who had always been aloof.

Who should I offend? I have to offend the Seven Happy Demons!

…

In the huge Taiyi Square, seven members of the Xiaoyao team sat on the Taishi chair like big bosses.

Behind him stood a dense crowd of Xingchen students.

From time to time, someone would come up to give them a squeeze on their shoulders, a pat on their back, and hand them fruits and tea.

During this period, the students behind them had to fight over whose turn it was to do these things.

Not far away, in the center of Taiyi Square, there were more than a dozen people hanging upside down.

They are the dean, the elders of Lingwu Academy, the heads of several aristocratic families, and the heads of second-rate sects.

Each of these people was stripped down to only a pair of shame-covering pants.

His hair had also been picked out, leaving him with bald patches in the east and west, and his face had black nose and swollen eyes. His miserable look made people shed tears of sympathy.

They had been exposed to the sun for two hours. At this time, because they were hanging upside down, sweat was gathering from their foreheads like small raindrops and flowing to the bluestone ground.

"Kill me!! Jun Muyan, Xiaoyao Seven Demons, Meng Baichuan!! If you have the ability, kill...kill me!" Li Wenyuan's voice was hoarse, but he kept shouting.

Muyan put down the teacup, clicked her tongue and shook her head: "Dean Li, you've been howling for two hours, and you're not tired yet! Haha, don't worry, our Xingchen Academy is the most friendly and hospitable, how could you kill someone so casually?

?Do you think so?"

"Yes!!" nearly 10,000 students responded in an earth-shattering voice.

The few people who were hung upside down wished they could faint.

Go...go to hell, you are the kindest and most hospitable person! Saying such words, won't your conscience hurt? Won't it hurt?!

Muyan's smile became more and more lazy and charming: "So, not only will we not kill you, but in a while, my third senior brother, a well-known painter in the Canglan world, will use you as a reference to draw several lifelike and unique paintings."

Hearing this, the dozen or so people who were hung upside down all froze.

Even the sweat flowing like a stream seemed to have frozen due to fear.

Even the most arrogant Li Wenyuan was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Muyan continued: "Why do you all look so unhappy? Oh, I understand! You must be afraid that your figures are not as graceful and charming as those of the Tian family, and that your popularity is not as good as that of the Tian family? That's true,
Chapter completed!