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

"Wu Fan, what are you doing?"

Li Min's face darkened when she saw Wu Fan supporting Wang Shuyue who was about to faint.

"Teacher Li, I agree with your point of view. A warrior is more than just an identity. It's more than just awakening a spiritual weapon and being able to sit back and relax."

"If you want to become a true warrior, you have to keep running under the scorching sun and fight in the heavy rain."

"Fight against bloodthirsty monsters and confront dangerous warriors."

"Every drop of sweat we shed in peacetime will save us a drop of blood on the battlefield."

"I believe that you are doing this for our own good, teacher, and I also believe that the students can feel it."

"But, teacher..."

"Not everything can be accomplished overnight. The students' beliefs and ideas have been shaped by their more than ten years of life experience and their different family environments. It cannot be changed by a spoon-fed sermon."

"The book says that knowledge and action should be integrated, and you should put the knowledge you have learned into practical actions, but you cannot ignore objective facts."

"This female classmate's body has reached its limit. Ignoring the fact that she is healthy and insisting on her running ten laps, I believe this will not only send her to the hospital and delay her studies, but will also affect the teacher you teach. conflict with something.”

Wu Fan's words left Li Min speechless for a moment.

The students around him also looked at Wu Fan with complicated eyes. They really didn't expect Wu Fan to be so eloquent.

"Hmph, you've only been studying for a few years? Do you understand the backward idea of ​​integrating knowledge and action?"

Li Min seemed to be a little embarrassed by what Wu Fan said.

"I have taught at Yangcheng Warrior High School for 20 years and taught 3 key classes and 2 base classes. There are more than 15 students who are admitted to the top ten martial arts universities in the country every year. I don't need you to teach me how to teach students. .”

From an adult's perspective, they won't admit you just because what you say makes sense. They don't want to agree with you easily, and they can't come up with anything to refute you. They can't shamelessly accept you, so they're even less likely to praise you with a smile.

"Okay, Wang Shuyue's situation is indeed special, but since you stand up to speak for her, then you can run for her, and if you contradict the teacher, you will be punished by running thirty laps, for a total of forty laps. If you can't finish, Your and Wang Shuyue’s training resources for this semester will be halved.”

Wu Fan heard what Li Min said, handed Wang Shuyue to her roommate, and ran away without saying a word.

In the scorching sun, I ran forty laps on the 1,000-meter playground without using any spiritual power.

"Stop looking and go back to the classroom." After Wang Yang, Liang Feng, and Li Rui completed five laps, Li Min drove everyone back to the classroom.

Wang Shuyue was dragged to the infirmary by her roommate.

Meng Luoxi, on the other hand, took a deep look at Wu Fan who was running under the scorching sun, and then followed everyone back to the classroom.

In the entire playground, except for the students from Class 1 who were running under the scorching sun, there was no one else.

At this time, some students from other classes glanced out the window during recess.

"Damn it, this guy is still running? Has he been running for more than 2 hours?"

"I'll go! It's true, with such a strong sun, I don't have to worry about heatstroke."

Someone pushed open the window and shouted to Wu Fan on the playground: "Hey, are you crazy about wanting to be in the limelight!?"

Hearing this shout, other classes also opened the windows and shouted to Wu Fan: "Are you going out for a run on such a hot day? Are you a fool?"

Hahaha, the whole building suddenly burst into laughter.

"call..."

"call..."

Wu Fan ignored those people, took heavy steps, and always ran at his own pace.

Wu Fan looked at the people on the window and something came to his mind.

"The dog at the entrance of the village barked, and other dogs started barking too, but they didn't know why."

...

At the water pipe next to the playground, Wu Fan gasped for air and poured cold water over his body.

At this moment, he felt that all the cells in his body were burning.

The soles of my feet were stepping on lava instead of the floor.

At this moment, more than ten people suddenly appeared from both sides.

"Your boy is Wu Fan, right?"

A little yellow man with dyed hair took a step forward, slanted his shoulders, shook his legs, and looked at Wu Fan with evil intentions.

"What do you want from me?"

Wu Fan tightened the faucet and looked at the people surrounding him warily.

"Nothing else, you just injured our eldest brother's brother not long ago. Our eldest brother is loyal and wants you to go to the hospital and lie down." Xiao Huangmao looked at Wu Fan with an arrogant look.

They had been running around with Wu Fan all afternoon, and came to stop him when his energy was exhausted.

"Hospital?"

Wu Fan had a strange expression when he heard that the other party was sending him to the hospital.

However, Xiao Huangmao kicked away a brick in front of him, and more than a dozen boys around him summoned their own spiritual weapons at the same time, including N-level and R-level weapons. They were basically seventh- and eighth-level warriors.

The spiritual pressure of more than ten people was released at the same time, and Wu Fan instantly felt a lot of pressure.

"superior!"

Just when Xiao Huangmao shouted these words, Wu Fan kicked his foot and jumped three meters away in an instant. His body was in the air and he kicked Xiao Huangmao hard in the chest.

Boom!

Xiao Huangmao felt as if his chest had been hit by a heavy hammer.

With a click, there was a cracking sound from the sternum, and the whole person flew out, bumping into the two of them along the way. The three of them fell to the ground and rolled three or four times on the spot.

Clang!

The moment he kicked Xiao Huang Mao away, Wu Fan turned around and stabbed him behind him!

Short sticks and long knives glowing with blue light fought together.

"Drink!" Wu Fan let out an angry roar and pressed forward. The boy holding the short stick felt like a fierce tiger on the other side, and he was suppressed and took several steps back.

"Let go!" Wu Fan forced the opponent to the corner and slashed the long knife along the short stick. The boy opposite was so frightened that he quickly let go, otherwise his fingers would be cut off!

The moment he knocked off the opponent's short stick, Wu Fan kicked the opponent directly to the red brick wall.

Bang!

The low wall was directly smashed through, and the person fell to the ground with a large piece of broken bricks.

While Wu Fan was kicking the opponent away, he suddenly received a hammer on his back. His body suddenly tilted and fell sideways.

Several people behind him immediately gave chase.

Wu Fan looked at the people in front of him, and his eyes suddenly became extremely cold. He put his left hand on the ground and rolled to his feet.

A big slash at the people in front of him!

The long sword carries powerful spiritual pressure, and the sound of breaking through the air is heard, unrivaled!

clang!

A long sword blocked Wu Fan's long sword, and a boy with a height of 1.78 meters and short black hair stood in front of everyone.

"Boss!"

Several people looked at Wu Fan's solemn expression and felt a cold sweat break out from behind.

The person standing in front of Wu Fan is Huang Zhichao. Together with Mei Jie, Gao Xiang and Wen Xiaoping, three freshmen in high school, he is known as the "Four Heavenly Kings".

"I didn't expect you to be quite capable of fighting." Huang Zhichao said with a smile on his lips. "But no matter how hard you fight, you have to lie down and go out today!"

Just when he said these words, a beam of light suddenly lit up on Wu Fan's body, and a terrifying spiritual pressure exploded from his body!

"Um!?"

The expressions of Huang Zhichao and his accomplices behind him suddenly changed.

Uh-huh!

Wu Fan's figure was as fast as lightning and appeared in front of Huang Zhichao in an instant.

"I don't want to talk about the whole process..."

"It's all obviously your fault..."

"But you still come to trouble me again and again!"

"Is it too bad or too stupid?"

"Or are you living your life too comfortable!?"

"You are serious..."

"You haven't been beaten severely, have you?"

Wu Fan slashed towards Huang Zhichao, but the other party had no time to react and could only shrink his pupils.

"stop!"

A roar came.

A teacher shouted and appeared from the side, instantly blocking the two of them.

Bang!

The long knife struck the teacher's body-protecting spiritual pressure, making a violent friction sound.

"call!"

"ha!"

Huang Zhichao only felt that his throat was dry, his whole back was dripping with cold sweat, and his scalp was numb!

There is a feeling of surviving a disaster!

But before he could rejoice for a long time, Wu Fan suddenly turned the long knife in his hand, using the blade as the back and the back of the knife as the front, bypassing the teacher's body-protecting spiritual pressure, and suddenly attacked Huang Zhichao!

Wu Fan's eyes were cold.

So what if it's just the back of the knife?

I'll slit your throat with the back of the knife too!