"Vice Dean!"
"Vice Dean!"
The mentors and students of Saint Star Tower saw Wallis badly wounded, and their expressions changed drastically as they cried out.
Hardi appeared, glanced at Wang Teng, and seeing that he said nothing, flashed again and appeared beside Wallis.
"Misunderstanding..." Wallis clutched his chest, fear surfacing in his eyes as he tried to beg for mercy.
Boom!
However, Hardi had already brought his blade down, cutting off his words.
This Vice Dean of Saint Star Tower was, after all, a Universe Level Martial Artist, yet he was no match for Hardi. He was instantly cut down, his blood splashing several meters away.
Everyone from Saint Star Tower was stunned. They stared blankly at Wallis's corpse, feeling ice-cold all over.
The Vice Dean of Saint Star Tower, a Universe Level Martial Artist, had been killed so easily?
They looked at Hardi, then at Wang Teng. His face was utterly indifferent, his eyes filled with coldness.
Only now did they realize just how ruthless he was.
Saint Luo's lips moved slightly before he slowly closed his eyes.
Wallis had been personally promoted by him, yet he had ended up like this today.
Wang Teng was not putting on a cold face. He was actually a little dumbfounded.
Hardi was being a bit too ruthless!
He had only intended to severely injure Wallis, yet Hardi had directly killed the man.
"You're going too far!"
"They killed Vice Dean Wallis! Let's fight them!"
"Fight them!"
Many of Saint Star Tower's students were hot-blooded young people. Filled with righteous indignation, their eyes red, they shouted and charged forward.
Bertha and Hardi could not help looking at Wang Teng.
"Kill them!" Wang Teng's expression turned cold as he said indifferently.
These people from Saint Star Tower truly could not see