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

When the heads of Tianling Pavilion completed their final assessment, the attacks of the monsters became more and more fierce.

Several young students have been buried under the fangs of the demon tiger, and even half of their bodies were devoured.

These students are all children who have a father and mother who love them. They hope that their children will go to a martial arts school and their lives will gradually get better...

No one thought that less than two days after the school started, a fight between humans and monsters would break out in the capital city and outside the campus.

"Damn it, after today, I must ask the principal of Canglong Martial Arts School for some pills!"

Yang Zhen was protected behind him by Lin Jinfeng. At the same time, he continued to use his energy to maintain the equal field, trying his best to suppress the cultivation of these demon tigers so that other students would not bear such great pressure.

"Say less!" Lin Jinfeng's arm was already starting to hurt. The number of demon tigers was increasing, and the instructor who was restraining the ghost-faced tigers seemed to be unable to hold on anymore.

"Where did the principal of Canglong go? He fell off the chain at the critical moment!" Yang Zhen's breath began to become disordered: "Brother Jinfeng, my strength is almost drained. I can still hold on to the equal field for one minute at most!"

Lin Jinfeng almost gritted his teeth and looked around, shouting: "Just hold on for one more minute!"

After a while, there was a loud noise from Chen Yance's side. He could only hear the other party's hands forming seals quickly, and he was still mumbling something:

"Absolute Law No. 1: Anyone who kills my colleagues must die!"

"The Second Absolute Order: Anyone who steps into our territory of Great Xia shall die!"

"Article 3 of the Categorical Imperative:..."

"..."

The moment these laws broke out, all the strength in Chen Yance's body was almost drained out in a short moment.

While being squeezed dry, these laws effectively curbed the group of low-level demon tigers.

They seemed to have mountains pressing down on them, like a curse, or like they were being crushed by some invisible mysterious force.

Some demon tigers that consumed most of their demon power exploded into a ball of blood mist under the pressure of the absolute law.

Coupled with Yang Zhen's equal field, the pressure on the students fighting around them dropped drastically!

"Old Chen, your talent is amazing!" Chu Ziyao gave a thumbs up from a distance.

Chen Yance had a painful expression on his face: "There are too many demon tigers. My strength has been drained. The released laws can only last for three minutes at most!"

"Good morning!" At the critical moment, Yang Zhen suddenly shouted.

When Yang Zhen called out this name, many students looked over in unison.

Yes, they actually forgot about Wang Jing'an, who was a cultivator in the third realm.

Coupled with the extremely terrifying SSS-level Nanming Lihuo, the demon tigers in all four realms might be able to kill them.

Wang Jing'an, who was killing tigers in the distance, heard Yang Zhen's shouts and came straight to kill him.

Then everyone saw a shocking scene.

A demon tiger approaching the fourth realm was actually burned to death by Nanming Lihuo.

This domineering flame surprised many students.

During the qualifying competition, if some students were still jealous of Wang Jing'an, then at this moment, this jealousy has turned into admiration.

Wang Jing'an looked at Li Qingyi again, and he was already jealous.

but.

Li Qingyi calmed down after spending most of his life force hacking Lan Lian to death.

The rate of burning vital functions becomes slower.

It can be seen that Li Qingyi does not want to use up his life so quickly.

"Pfft——"

Wang Jing'an glanced at Li Qingyi and was attacked by an unknown force. He flew out and hit the school gate.

His throat felt sweet and he spit out blood.

Wang Jing'an's consciousness became blurry. When he woke up, he realized that a man in black wearing a purple mask was standing directly in front of him.

"What the hell, why is it a purple face?" A tutor in the distance noticed the man in black. This tutor was the bald man who held the loudspeaker before.

Zi Lian is the third throne of the Destiny Cult, and his cultivation has reached an extremely high level. If the highest level of the school does not come forward, or the support team of Demon Slayer Pavilion does not arrive on the scene, there is absolutely no way to resist Zi Lian.

"Purple face?" Li Qingyi also noticed the man in black: "Uncle and the others went to the east school gate to support... This is their plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

Without Li Shaohua here, those mentors have almost become the central combat force.

"Go to hell." The poison in Zi Lian's palm was slowly being released.

"Why..." Wang Jing'an felt that his longevity was being harvested quickly.

"It's your fault for awakening a brand new SSS class. The thirty SSS classes from the human race have caused such a big blow to the monster race. There can't be any more 31st SSS class to grow up." Zi Lian gave the explanation for killing Wang Jing'an. reason.

However, Wang Jing'an said this: "What I'm asking is... why were you born as a human yet working for the demon clan? Didn't your parents raise you? Or are you an animal raised by no parents?"

Zi Lian was stunned for a few seconds before letting out a faint smile. Without getting angry, he directly kicked Wang Jing'an in the abdomen, causing him to fly away again and vomit out a large mouthful of blood.

"You never would have guessed in the Demon Slayer Pavilion that we would go to war over an SSS-level guy who just entered the martial arts school. That guy Li Shaohua is indeed very strong, but no matter how strong he is, there is no way he can come here to help."

Zi Lian continued to release the poison, wanting to plunder Nan Mingli's fire and take it back to study why the fire could not be extinguished.

When a wisp of Nanming Lihuo began to overflow from the purple-faced palm, he sneered and said, "Wang Jing'an, remember to pray that you'd better awaken to a D or F level in your next life, so that you can live longer."

"I represent the ten evil monsters of the demon clan, interrogating..."

clang--

Before Zi Lian could finish his words, a terrifying sword light struck behind him. He quickly put up a defense and entered a fighting state.

"Eighth-grade spiritual weapon?" Zi Lian was surprised: "No wonder Lan Lian died in your hands, but... why is your talent a bit strange?"

Li Qingyi did not answer his words, but laughed crazily:

"You scum of the human race really deserve to die. I really want to hold on until the end of the sparring match with Jing'an, but you have even deprived me of my last wish, so please die!"

Li Qingyi seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes were red, and the energy in his body had turned into scarlet.

SS-class Jade and Stone are frantically trying to steal Qing Yi's last life.

Tang Dao was also rapidly absorbing that energy.

"Huh?" Zi Lian smelled a dangerous aura. What happened to this guy with the knife?

His cultivation level is obviously only at the peak of the third realm, and the power he unleashes is almost infinitely close to that of the sixth realm. Coupled with the eighth-grade Tang sword, it is not impossible to fight against the seventh realm.

"Consume life to gain strength?" Zi Lian thought that the opponent's talent was another SSS level.

It turns out that strength is obtained by sacrificing life.

This kind of talent is the most rubbish kind in his opinion.

Nothing is more important than life!

After Tang Dao devoured the power gained by Li Qingyi, his skin shriveled up. He used to be a sunny and handsome young man, but now he looks like an old man in his seventies.

Li Qingyi glanced at Wang Jing'an, who was seriously injured, and then at the young students who were struggling, and suddenly felt something:

"One person is a story, two people are a world. Under this neon city, countless stories are connected together, and there is a world that belongs to all of us. I call this world... the flame of hope!"