No one can be a dog licker

Although the weak may not have the advantage in terms of reason, they can often touch people's deep sympathy and compassion.

There was no way Wu Baitian would do anything malicious toward the students standing on the stage to compete, but that didn't mean she couldn't influence the atmosphere and mood of the competition.

As for the result of the competition, it is actually not important to Wu Baitian. She is just doing an experiment.

After an hour of fierce fighting, only Shao Haizao, a mid-level second-grade warrior from Lei Ting Wu Da, was left standing on the ring, covering his injured arm.

The top three rankings are refreshed on the screen:

Lei Ting Wu Da Lei Luohe 7 points

Emperor Heart Wuda Ancient Jade 6 points

Thunder Wu Da Shao Haizao 5 points

As for the audience, they won the first four times in 60 minutes and voted for the Nine Schools Alliance with all the 4 points they got.

Unfortunately... in the Nine Schools Alliance, five died and five admitted defeat, and all members were disqualified. The 8 points that could have influenced the ranking were completely invalidated.

Weak is weak. Her little tricks were not meant to defeat the three sects. Apart from manipulating the audience's emotions, her methods and rules are only meant to confuse Di Xin and Mo Suo.

Perhaps her image as a vindictive person must have been deeply ingrained in their eyes, right? But so what?

From the beginning, Wu Baitian knew that the 300 billion could only belong to three schools. Rather than having two of them take half each, Wu Baitian had already planned to let Thunder dominate.

Wouldn't it be too strange if such a huge amount of money and effort was spent on planning an event just to provide benefits to Wuhan University?

It is more reasonable for everyone to have their own ulterior motives, ideas, and to show off their own abilities.

If we say that Sun Hou is using the national exchange competition to recruit talents, show his strength, and bare his fangs;

Then Wu Baitian wanted to use this open game to convey a message to Yan Chunqiu, Gu Yuexiao, Wang Yongchang and other people who had forced Wushen Wuda to participate in the Four Schools League last year:

Wu Baitian can repay this humiliation double in just one year, and in the future, she will demand more and will never stop until she dies.

Is Wu Baitian fighting for false fame?

If she didn't know that the God of War had fallen, she wouldn't have fought at all. What's wrong with living in a corner? As long as Lin Yi was valued by the God of War, Qingcheng City would be safe.

But there is no if, so she must fight.

Now they just think that Qingcheng City is disposable, and in the future they will think that ordinary people are also disposable. They will compromise again and again until they trade with all races and treat humans as livestock in exchange for temporary peace.

All the things that he couldn't understand in his previous life were completely sorted out by Wu Baitian the moment he realized that the God of War had already died.

Taking a step back will not open up the sea and sky, but only lead to a bottomless abyss...

In the second grade competition in the afternoon, Wang Er was in first place in points with Thunder Wuda.

Lei Ting Principal Lei Zhanchao stood up suddenly, and a powerful aura spread in the martial arts hall for the first time.

The words that came out of his mouth were like bursts of thunder, resounding throughout the martial arts hall. Under the spotlight, he looked extremely tall and bright.

Faced with a huge allocation of 300 billion yuan from the Education Bureau, Principal Lei demonstrated his amazing decisiveness and courage.

He declared without hesitation that he would take out a full 100 billion from this huge amount and distribute it equally to the Wuhan University Alliance and the Nine Schools Alliance to express his highest respect for their courage and fearlessness in fighting.

At this time, the audience in the martial arts hall, who had already fallen into the abyss of despair, rekindled their hope after hearing the news, as if they had suddenly seen a ray of light in the darkness.

The two-day open tournament was attended not only by Wuhan University students, but also by more than 10,000 spectators.

They were crying, making a fuss, being afraid, and struggling. They behaved in an ugly manner, but at the same time they were trying to fight for a glimmer of hope for the Wuhan University students.

They are not just spectators of this event, but also witnesses of it.

Therefore, the extremely cruel competition system not only hurts the participating students, but also ruthlessly ravages them.

Now, Principal Lei's decision has undoubtedly become their life-saving straw in their desperate situation.

The stars in their hearts that were constantly touched by Wu Baitian finally gathered into force at this moment, accompanied by endless anger and expectation, sweeping across everyone's heart.

Similarly, when Lei Zhanchao stood up and said those things, Lin Yi still had something to understand. All of this was planned and discussed by Wu Baitian from the very beginning.

However, were the preferential treatment shown to the Wuhan University Alliance and the Nine Schools Alliance before all false?

Lin Yi lowered his head, trying his best to calm the emotions that were gradually surging in his heart. Wu Baitian was indeed not wrong, but he just didn't like her.

If there was no such competition system and deliberate guidance of the entire process, how could the Wuhan University Alliance and the Nine Schools Alliance be so crazy?

Why were those top students selected from grades one and two almost wiped out in this exchange competition?

There were a total of 40 Wuhan University students, and the result was 28 deaths and 12 serious injuries.

Lin Yi felt that she was a joke. She had misunderstood what Wu Baitian said about unfairness from the beginning. She had never chosen to be partial. She was just completely oppressing the weak.

As for the last 100 billion?

More like...victor's gift or charity...

No matter whether she is vindictive, insidious, or playing with people's hearts, Wu Baitian doesn't care what others think of her, nor does she care what Lin Yi thinks.

Her expectation for Lin Yi was not only to guide him to become stronger. In terms of humanity, Wu Baitian also secretly hoped that he could be more courageous and resolute, and even become ruthless.

Considering that he has the blood of a saint flowing in his body, the probability of him becoming an unforgivable evil is almost zero.

In addition, knowing that he likes her makes Wu Baitian even more unscrupulous.

Love has no size, but it is about choice.

She once compared herself and Lin Yi to the wise and virtuous god of war, just to make Yu Pingfang hesitate a little.

She knew very well in her heart that Lin Yi had his own life trajectory and he could not become the God of Creation. As for herself, the unknown secrets deep in her heart could not be compared with that of the wise saint.

Thinking of this, Wu Baitian smiled and his eyes were filled with madness. What is justice?

She told herself silently in her heart: "I don't care anymore."

"Lin Yi, the competition is over. Go see Wang Er and the others, and then say goodbye to Zi Xuan. After all, you have to leave for the Northeast early tomorrow morning."

Wu Baitian's words echoed beside Lin Yi. It was such a simple sentence, but it made Lin Yi look up with full of doubts.

Lin Yi's eyes were wide open, and those peach blossom eyes, which were originally very affectionate, were now flashing with a strange light.

He just stared straight at Wu Baitian in front of him, wishing he could see through her eyes and see her true thoughts deep in her heart.