After The College Entrance Examination, I Was Actually Encrypted By The National Sss Level

"Three sticks to push to the limit?"

"Senior Han, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face?"

"Is there a possibility that Senior Han can really do it!"

"I remember that the last time Senior Han went out to practice with his mentor, he seemed to have tested his strength. At that time, it had reached 413."

"Is it possible that Senior Han has already... entered the third realm?"

"..."

If it were the Three Realms, Wang Jing'an could really be pushed to his limit within three sticks.

However, before Wang Jing'an could say anything, he suddenly heard a strange voice:

"Senior Han, beat Wang Jing'an to death!"

"Senior Han, come on, we are optimistic about you!"

"..."

Wang Jing'an took a closer look, weren't these two guys Lin Jinfeng and Yang Zhen?

How did the two of them get together?

Buzz!

Suddenly, Wang Jing'an heard a violent sound of breaking wind. He turned around and saw that Master Han had already rushed towards him with a long stick.

Moreover, the opponent's strength is a bit weird. While wrapping the long stick, there is an inexplicable force of all magic converging on one point.

A thud——

Wang Jing'an's fists that had been tempered with flames were straightened up, and he fought with his bare hands on the long stick, but was knocked back dozens of times.

When Han Shaoyun saw this, his face was full of shock: "My strength has reached 503. I received a blow with an empty fist, but you were not seriously injured?"

As soon as these words came out, countless students were frightened.

Han Shaoyun already has 503 strength?

In other words, he has reached the level of cultivation in the three realms and has been in school for three years. This level of cultivation is not unusual.

But.

To the horror of the students, Wang Jing'an received the blow from Senior Han with his bare hands?

Wang Jing'an's strength is not around 300 at all. Damn it, is it going to be above 400?

Lin Jinfeng looked at Wang Jing'an on the playground and said in shock: "He is really a monster. I thought he would be seriously injured if he was hit with a stick."

Yang Zhen asked: "Brother Jinfeng, what kind of talent does Senior Han have?"

Lin Jinfeng explained: "The SS level simplifies the complex and uses complex moves in the simplest and crudest way."

Yang Zhen was puzzled: "What does this talent mean?"

Lin Jinfeng continued to explain: "For example, Senior Han practices stick techniques, which means that if he practices a dozen different stick techniques or even hundreds of moves, he can turn hundreds of moves into one. When concentrated to the point of bursting out, few people can take three blows from him."

It looks like a stick, but in fact it contains the supreme way, integrating countless different stick moves, presented in the form of a stick, extremely sharp and domineering!

Yang Zhen understood: "Doesn't that mean that if Senior Han practices more stick moves, the more powerful the stick blows will be when he uses the talent of transforming complexity into simplicity?"

Lin Jinfeng nodded: "That's the truth, so he has no pursuit of his long stick. Instead, he is obsessed with stick moves."

While they were discussing, Wang Jing'an looked at Han Shaoyun's expression, and his expression gradually became serious.

Sure enough, it is more than 500 strength. As a third-level practitioner, Han Shaoyun should be a rare genius among students, right?

There may be students with higher strength than him, but not too many.

Moreover, the difference in strength is not too far.

Han Shaoyun didn't speak again. He prepared his second stick and jumped directly into the air.

During the confrontation between the two, endless voices of doubt and panic erupted in the arena.

boom--

In mid-air, great lethality and roaring sounds erupted.

Amidst that huge noise, Wang Jing'an flew out from mid-air. He did not fall when he landed on the ground, but stood firmly, but his expression became serious.

And Han Shaoyun also flew out in the other direction. He did not fall, but only used part of his strength to resist the burning flames on his body.

"The unquenchable flame is truly SSS-level. I'm becoming more and more curious about what level your strength is."

All the strength in Han Shaoyun's body exploded at the same time, and inscriptions vaguely appeared on the long stick.

These inscriptions are not branded.

Instead, it represents the stick moves practiced by Han Shaoyun.

An inscription represents a move.

There are hundreds of inscriptions surrounding the long stick.

Slowly, the inscriptions merged together.

To reduce complexity into simplicity is to unify everything.

"One last blow. If I can't push you to your limit, I will admit defeat."

Han Shaoyun was serious, the veins in his arms began to bulge, and the moment the soles of his feet came off the ground, there was a small gust of wind.

The stick technique mixed with the strong wind and hundreds of moves was integrated by Han Shaoyun's innate ability, and the last stick blow was presented, which also brought up the shadow of the stick.

With the outbreak of the third stick, this challenge has also entered a fierce stage.

Many students were frightened to see it.

Especially Chen Tingxi, she didn't expect that Wang Jing'an could go head-to-head with Han Shaoyun without falling behind at all.

Boom!

Nanming Lihuo was kneaded by Wang Jingan into flame feathers, and the faint roar of the Suzaku emerged.

Under that stick blow, the flame feathers scattered.

At the same time, a large ball of flame was scattered, spreading in all directions on the playground.

Wang Jing'an was just about to erupt into a Suzaku afterimage.

Senior Han is indeed very strong. It is an honor for the country and a guarantee for the people to have such a talent join the Demon Slayer Pavilion.

In the end, the two of them were still standing on the field.

Han Shaoyun gasped and narrowed his eyes. He didn't know how long it took before he nodded softly: "It's a terrifying growth talent. However, after putting on the SSS-level aura, I don't think it is so incredible. You in the future, Destined to shine.”

This is a very fair evaluation.

Han Shaoyun did not ask about Wang Jing'an's strength, he could only say that he did not have the ability to push Wang Jing'an to his limit.

Next, it’s up to other people.

at the same time.

The students on the playground began to burst into loud cheers:

"Wang Jing'an, he survived Senior Han's three sticks, my God!"

"How strong is Wang Jing'an? You must know that Senior Han is a cultivator in the third realm!"

"I can't find words to describe how I feel at this moment."

"I just want to say that it is my honor to be born in the same era as Wang Jing'an, because I can witness a genius grow up slowly until he stands on the top of the mountain of the next generation of the Ten Saints of the human race, overlooking the mountain below. All the scenery, Wang Jing'an, the future is promising, come on!"

"..."

If what Wang Jing'an said before was relatively unpronounceable, now he has become an idol in the minds of countless students.

Some people even regard Wang Jing'an as the next generation of the Ten Saints of the human race.

Li Jinyan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an unspeakable emotion on her pretty face: "How long has it been, has he already become this strong?"

The other side.

The five people in charge of Tianling Pavilion all looked at each other and started to panic:

"What exactly is the situation? Wang Jing'an hasn't even reached the limit of his cultivation in the Three Realms?"

"It stands to reason that this is wrong. Even if the SSS class can cross borders and fight, it is impossible to cross such a high level of strength."

"Yes, Han Shaoyun has a strength of more than 500 and has a cultivation level of three realms. Even if Wang Jing'an can cross the border, his strength must be at least around 450..."

hiss!

After listening to the conversation between the Tianling Pavilion leaders, all the students around them were sweating.

This is too incredible.

At the beginning, everyone thought that Wang Jing'an's strength reached 200, which was considered very strong. But what happened in the end?

You have to guess that the strength is above 450.

The key is, from the look of Wang Jing'an, it seems that he hasn't been pushed to the limit yet.

Who can bear this?

In the crowd, stood a man in a cloak, carrying a Tang sword on his back. Seeing such a strong Wang Jing'an, he showed a gentle smile for the first time:

"It seems that the sparring session he owes me needs to be completed as soon as possible, otherwise I may not be his opponent next time I find him."

This person is none other than Li Qingyi.

This morning, I specially came to Canglong from the Kyoto University Martial Arts School just to see how my friend was doing.

"Brother, why are you here?"