The students of the Western Institution surged forth continuously, dashing forward bravely without care for their safety.
This was not a mortal duel. No matter how harsh Ling Han was, he could not possibly kill or cripple them. As a result, they had lost much of their wariness, and aroused their bloodthirst and courage, determined to give this scoundrel that dared not to take their Western Institution seriously a good thrashing.
Unfortunately, no matter how many lambs there were, how could they be a match for a fierce lion? What more when they could not even be considered lambs in front of Ling Han.
Ling Han threw out a careless punch, and the people dispersed like they were flowers scattered by a divine fairy. Peng, immediately, over a dozen people were sent flying. It seemed accomplished very easily, and was not the slightest bit difficult.