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

"ah!?"

"let me go!"

Li Shuai, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened. He tried desperately to escape from Shekou, but the snake demon was much more powerful than him. Just when he was about to be swallowed alive, a judge wearing a white uniform suddenly came out of the window. The warrior.

Uh-huh!

With a flash of cold light, the snake demon was cut into several pieces.

"Huh! Ha!"

Li Shuai pulled himself out of the snake's mouth and gasped for air.

"Report to the branch. The snake demon under surveillance has been eliminated. Do you want to continue to observe?" This martial artist from the Judgment Office was the one Wu Fan asked He Qiang and the others to send to monitor Li Shuai. Unexpectedly, he happened to save his life.

"The superiors asked us to recover the corpses of the monsters and send them to the Imperial Capital Monster Research Institute." The voice of the command center staff came from the earphones.

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, Baiyi Judicial said to Li Shuai: "You go for a physical examination first, and then please go to the Judicial Office with us to make a record."

...

Chencang City, adjudication office branch.

There was great joy at this time.

"This time, we not only unplugged a cult laboratory that had been lurking in the city for a long time, but also captured a senior member of the cult."

"What a great achievement!"

"Qiang He of the Judgment Office and the captain of the demon-slaying team are about to be promoted."

"yes..."

At this time, Wu Fan was sitting in He Qiang's office.

"Classmate Wu Fan, thank you for your help. I will write your outstanding performance in this operation into your file."

"When you graduate from the Huaxia Wuhan University and take the public examination for the recruitment of martial artists in the Arbitration Institute, you can add 5 points after converting the scores in the written test and interview."

He Qiang looked at Wu Fan and said with a smile: "We have an internal celebration banquet tonight at the Runzhixuan Hotel in this city. I hope you can come to attend."

Compared with He Qiang, Wu Fan's face was neither happy nor sad. For him, the reward of 5 extra points in the adjudication examination was dispensable. He was just here to complete the tasks assigned by Huaxia Wuhan University.

"I'm sorry, He Qiang ruled that today is already September 6th. I have a heavy task of martial arts training and the opening ceremony will be held soon, so I booked a train for the afternoon and wanted to rush back to the imperial capital early to report. I may not be able to attend you. Celebration banquet." Wu Fan said slightly apologetically.

Even if he had never attended the celebration banquet of these people, he could still imagine what the scene would be like.

Second-hand smoke lingers everywhere. You pour a bottle of Maotai-flavor liquor, and I blow on a bottle of Laojiao. They toast you. If you don't drink, you don't give the other person face. Everyone wants to make their relationship more muddy.

"As expected of a student of Huaxia Wuhan University, he is not slack at all in his cultivation. If that bastard in my family was half as good as you, I would laugh out of my dreams." He Qiang said with a sigh.

"Then I'll leave first."

After completing the task with the Judgment Office, Wu Fan left Chencang City with his bag on his back.

Kaka! Kaka!

Sitting on the train, Wu Fan was sorting out what had happened in the past few days.

"The former Seventh Saint's monster experiments..."

"Meng Luoxi said that only Beskod knows about the third issue. Could it be in that mask space?"

An independent space appeared in Wu Fan's sea of ​​consciousness. At this time, in this space, except for a spiritual core emitting golden light and a top-quality spiritual stone, there was nothing else.

"Unfortunately, my current strength is not enough, and there is only so much room for expansion."

However, Wu Fan did not want to rely too much on the legacy of the previous generations of saints. After all, what is in it is still unknown. If he pins all his hopes on it and ends up with nothing, he is not doing himself a disservice. ?

"My mission here only lasted less than a week. I don't know how the others are doing."

Wu Fan took out his mobile phone and prepared to log in to the campus network to see if there was any new news recently.

"The National Freshman Martial Arts Competition, the preliminaries and qualifying rounds are about to begin. According to the Wushu Association, the format of this competition will undergo huge changes."

This post has the most comments, with almost 5,000 replies.

"I heard that the number one in the Qianlong class this year has only N-level spiritual weapons. Although I know that he can beat other students with N-level, and he may have some advantages, but I really don't think highly of this freshmen. .”

"Alas, I'm not optimistic either. It seems that I can only be ranked second this year."

"Hey? Are you still immersed in fantasy? Don't you know? How strong are the geniuses in other Wuhan universities this year! I am from Bingcheng, and there are more than 10 freshmen in Bingcheng Wuhan University this year who are already D-level warriors! "

"Holy shit, Bingcheng Wuhan University is so good? I remember they weren't among the top 16 in the country last year. I feel like they can reach the top four this year."

"Haha, Bingcheng Wuhan University doesn't matter, our Huaxia Wuhan University still crushes them!"

"The people upstairs are simply blind and arrogant. As far as I know, only about 15 of our freshmen have advanced to D level. It will be very difficult to compete in last year's top 16 at this rate!"

"My cousin is studying at Jinling Wuhan University. As you know, Zhejiang Province suffered a double sea monster attack not long ago. Although the damage was serious, many monsters were killed, and there was plenty of high-level spiritual cores and monster materials. They They were the semi-finals last year, but this year they are really difficult to deal with.”

There were a lot of negative voices in the comment area, and occasionally there were a few people who expressed support, but they were all drowned in the large number of comments.

In fact, it was not like this a long time ago. After all, the warriors who entered the Huaxia Wuhan University were all proud and bloody. However, the Imperial Wushu University and the Huaxia Wushu University would alternately become champions every year. No matter how hard the freshmen from both schools worked, they could not break this demon. The curse, over time, everyone has acquiesced in it.

"We will definitely win the championship again this year."

After Wu Fan posted such a comment in the comment area, he closed the campus network.

About three hours later, the train Wu Fan was riding arrived at the station.

"Dear passengers, Tianfu Station has arrived..."

Yes, it was Tianfu Station. The entrance ceremony was on September 10th. It was only September 6th now. Wu Fan took advantage of this staggered time to return to Tianfu.

West China Hospital, Rehabilitation Center.

With the support of two nurses, Wu Neng began to walk slowly. Although his life was saved, he still had some problems with his spine. Because he was not a warrior, he could only recover slowly.

"Uncle Wu Neng, you are so awesome~" one of the nurses encouraged.

"Come on, it's much better than last month." Another nurse also said.

"Xiao Fan, it seems that it won't take long for me to fully recover." Wu Neng said to Wu Fan beside him. Although he was sweating profusely after walking a few steps, he had an unstoppable smile on his face.

Ever since Wu Fan told him that he had been admitted to China Wuhan University, Wu Neng felt that the pressure on him had completely disappeared.