I Didn't Get Into The Warrior High School And Had No Choice But To Draw My Sword.

A long knife suddenly appeared in Wu Fan's hand!

"Ahhhhh!"

Wu Fan roared and concentrated all his spiritual pressure on the long sword.

The rusty long knife was shrouded in strong white spiritual pressure.

Boom! Boom!

Wu Fan could hear his heartbeat clearly, and the blood in his body almost stopped!

"Innate martial arts!"

"Cut heaven and earth with one sword!"

boom!

Wu Fan's entire body's spiritual pressure exploded into a pillar of light that soared into the sky.

Click! Hearing the sound of broken bones, Wu Fan jumped up from the ground!

Buzz!

The long knife buzzed!

Slash out at Mei Chen in front of you!

"snort!"

Mei Chen made a disdainful sound from his nose.

"A little would-be warrior actually dares to attack me with a sword?" He said and stretched out a finger towards the long sword that was coming.

Bang!

The long knife collided with his fingers.

The sword energy penetrated Mei Chen's body and cut a nearly 10-meter crack in the ground behind him!

After the air wave passed, Wu Fan fell to the ground with a snap, and his skin burst out with many fine wounds.

"Alas..." Many onlookers sighed.

The gap between a quasi-martial artist and a C-level warrior cannot be bridged by personal will.

"That knife was quite terrifying, but it's a pity that it couldn't even break through Mei Chen's body-protecting spiritual pressure."

"Of course it is. Wu Fan's spiritual pressure is only 1,000, and the spiritual pressure threshold for C-level warriors is at least 100,000. With a gap of 100 times, what should he use to fight?"

This is also true. Mei Chen didn't even summon the spiritual weapon. He just stretched out a finger and blocked Wu Fan's full blow.

However, while everyone was talking about it, Mei Chen looked gloomy.

He held his finger in front of his eyes. A wound of less than 5 mm was slowly healing, and a trace of blood from broken capillaries emerged.

He was actually injured!

"This boy!"

Mei Chen's face suddenly became distorted. He, a dignified C-level warrior, was actually stabbed by a little guy who was a quasi-warrior!

Incredible!

But at this moment, Wu Fan, who was already lying on the ground, was still moving.

"call..."

"call..."

Wu Fan's leg bones were already cracked when he suddenly stood up, but he held the handle of the long knife with both hands, inserted the long knife into the ground, and tried to climb up from the ground little by little with the force of the long knife. stand up.

"You really don't know how to live or die!"

Mei Chen was really irritated now, and he saw a hand ax with a cold light gradually condensed in his hand!

This is the family inheritance mentioned before. Descendants of the Mei family can awaken this spiritual weapon. But unlike Mei Jie, four haloes of white and yellow spiritual pressure appeared behind Mei Chen!

"Second Star Ring! Double Ax Hunting!"

I saw the second white halo behind Mei Chen activated, and a powerful force poured into the hand ax in his hand. Then I saw his hands parting, and two identical axes appeared.

"drink!"

Mei Chen threw forward the two axes in his hands. The two axes turned into a blue energy state and drew an arc in the air. During the flight, they gradually turned into a 2-meter giant axe, one facing left and one right. Wu Fan is coming to kill!

"Ah!" Many girls screamed because Wu Fan was about to be chopped into three pieces by two axes!

Some people had already covered their eyes, not wanting to see this scene.

But just as the axes were about to hit Wu Fan, a figure stood in front of Wu Fan. The person stretched out a hand and knocked away the energy giant ax formed by gathering spiritual power with a casual blow.

"Huh!?" Mei Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the person with a solemn expression.

"Principal Yan!" Director Qin on the side recognized who this person was.

"In a battle between juniors, don't you feel embarrassed that you, an adult, come to bully others?" Yan Gengyao asked in a serious tone. Although there was no spiritual pressure erupting from his body, it still put a lot of pressure on Mei Chen.

A trace of sweat dripped from Mei Chen's forehead. The man in front of him was the principal of Yangcheng Warrior High School. He was also a B-level warrior. Along with the president of the Warrior Hunter Union, he belonged to the highest combat force in Yangcheng. His strength was unfathomable. Listen, It is said that it is almost entering the A-level.

Mei Chen looked at Wu Fan, who was unconscious and lying on the ground, and waved reluctantly to the boys blocking the streets on both sides.

"Let's retreat!"

Soon, there was a lot of excitement in front of the gate of Yangcheng Warrior High School.

Ignoring Mei Chen who left, Yan Gengyao said to Director Qin: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and save people!"

.......

White ceiling, faint smell of disinfectant.

A small hospital bed and an empty room.

Wu Fan, who had just woken up, twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk..."

This familiar feeling is like returning home.

"I'm in the hospital again."

Since becoming a warrior, Wu Fan's visits to the hospital have increased significantly.

"How are you? Do you feel better?" Just as Wu Fan was complaining to himself, Yan Gengyao walked in from outside the ward.

"You are? Principal Yan!"

Before Wu Fan fell into coma, he learned that the principal had rescued him.

"Ahem!"

Wu Fan was a little excited, which affected the injured internal organs in his body.

"Don't get excited, just lie down." Yan Gengyao had a warm smile on his face.

"I heard from the doctor that although you were seriously injured, fortunately the skin injuries can be recovered. You should rest well during this period and recover from the injuries."

"Tianfu, the provincial capital, convened a meeting with the principals of martial arts high schools from all over the country and said that the reform of the martial arts college entrance examination will be carried out starting this year."

"During my absence, a lot of things seemed to have happened in the school..."

Although Yan Gengyao was not very old, he already had some gray hair on his head. He seemed to have thought of some trouble and even grabbed it a few times.

"Okay, since you have nothing to do, I'll leave first."

Yan Gengyao slapped his thigh and stood up, taking out something from his arms and saying, "Take this thing."

Wu Fan took it over and saw that it was a thin piece of paper with a few words written on it.

"Admission notice."

Wu Fan looked at Yan Gengyao who had walked to the door and asked, "Is this for me?"

Yan Gengyao did not turn around, but said:

"This is yours."

After saying this, Yan Gengyao gradually walked away.

After the other party walked away, Wu Fan's eyes gradually became moist.

"you're right..."

"This is my thing!"

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Wu Fan's character is a bit too harsh or even cold-blooded.

But they seem to have overlooked one thing: Wu Fan is only a fifteen-year-old boy!

What did he experience during this time?

The only time that could change his fate was when he took the martial arts high school entrance examination and his grades were replaced.

The father, an ordinary man, went to hunt monsters and was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but he just wanted to buy his son a low-grade spiritual stone that could awaken him.

But I just wanted to ask for an explanation, but I was crazily humiliated by those warrior nobles.

Excuse me?

If under such circumstances, you still imagine that someone will provide you with justice.

Isn’t that too naive! ?

The most helpless thing about growing up is to become an honest fool.

so...

You have to sharpen your teeth to avoid being eaten!

This is something that every child born in a civilian family without any family background must understand!

"My life shouldn't be like this."

"Yangcheng is so small, I must go out!"

"Go and see the sun, moon, mountains and rivers of China!"

"Go meet those so-called geniuses!"

Let them know that there is another person named Wu Fan in this world!

Then tell them...

It’s not just their time!

He held his admission notice in his hand and squeezed it tightly, squeezed it tight!

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