"Vice president!"
"Vice president!"
…
The instructors and students shouted when they saw Wallace getting injured. Their expressions changed.
Hardy reappeared in everyone's vision. He glanced at Wang Teng and heard nothing from him. Getting his signal, he appeared in front of Wallace.
"Misunderstanding…" Wallace clutched his chest with fear in his eyes. He wanted to plead for mercy.
Boom!
However, Hardy had already slashed his blade down and shut his mouth.
The vice president of Saint Star Pagoda was a cosmos-stage martial warrior, but he wasn't Hardy's match. He got killed instantly. Fresh blood spurted a few meters away.
The people from Saint Star Pagoda were stunned. They stared at Wallace's corpse in a daze, their bodies turning cold.
The vice president of Saint Star Pagoda, a cosmos-stage martial warrior, was so easily killed?
They looked back and forth between Hardy and Wang Teng. Wang Teng appeared indifferent. There was only ruthlessness in his eyes.
