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

Wu Fan's body shattered into pieces the moment he pulled out the black sword!

boom!

Then an even more powerful force sucked in all the spiritual energy from hundreds of kilometers around, making everything look as gorgeous as the Northern Lights!

"Um!?"

Zong Fangming only felt a palpitating force coming from below, as if something terrifying was awakening.

Countless spiritual energy visible to the naked eye gathered into black spiritual pressure particles where Wu Fan's body collapsed, and then formed a blurry black figure.

At this moment, Wu Fan felt like quicksand drifting in the wind, or like stardust wandering in the universe, with black spiritual pressure particles still escaping around his body.

"No, stop him quickly!"

At this moment, the Seventh Saint could no longer remain aloof, as the eight haloes behind him all lit up.

And in an instant, the entire world began to change, and Beskod and Zong Fangming found themselves being pulled into a strange space.

Looking at the sky, there is no atmosphere, and you can see the endless starry sky. Several planets like Mars and Jupiter are floating in the sky so close, and you can even see their pitted surfaces and high-speed flowing gas storms.

Under the feet is a barren land, covered with a layer of smooth gray flying sand, which is blowing without wind at the moment.

In their eyes, Wu Fan was standing high in the sky, holding a long black sword in his hand.

"here it is..."

"Real space!"

Both Beskod and Zong Fangming had shocked expressions on their faces. If Critical Transcendent A could temporarily tear out a space, they could use it as their own domain.

What is stronger than the temporary realm is the eternal space!

"No, you have to run away quickly!"

Zong Fangming's expression changed drastically, and just when he was about to take action, Wu Fan appeared in front of him.

Kicked him in the abdomen!

Click!

Zongfangming's body-protecting spiritual pressure shattered instantly, and his whole body bent over like cooked shrimp.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Fan pressed his head and stepped hard!

boom!

Zong Fangming, who was still several thousand meters above the ground, fell straight down like a cannonball, exploding a plume of smoke nearly 500 meters high on the endless quicksand land!

"..."

The seventh saint has a halo floating behind him and wants to use the power of space to escape.

In front of him, a void suddenly opened up, and he went straight into it without stopping for a moment.

Uh-huh!

The broken spaces were like separated water flows, quickly merging together as if nothing had happened.

After Wu Fan stepped on Zong Fangming, he happened to see Beskod tearing open the space and escaping.

"Where to run!"

Wu Fan did not move where he was, but stretched out his left hand sideways and grabbed the void.

Click!

The space is broken!

Then Wu Fan pulled hard!

Sizzle!

His left hand made a sizzling sound as if his body had grasped high-temperature hot oil. What was agitating at this moment was not the hot oil, but the madly escaping spiritual pressure particles.

"let me go!"

In the void, a figure suddenly appeared. It was the seventh saint who tore open the void and escaped!

At this moment, the halo behind him was tightly held by Wu Fan's left hand. The surging spiritual pressure just now was the violent reaction caused by Wu Fan's left hand grabbing the halo.

"Get out of here!"

The black spiritual pressure particles on Wu Fan suddenly exploded, and Beskod's body was instantly pulled out!

Bang!

Wu Fan punched Beskod in the face!

Bang!

The fist force penetrated through the seventh saint's head and shattered a huge rock mountain in the distance!

Bescord's red mask was blown away, revealing a fair and steady face wearing thick-rimmed glasses.

If you don’t know that this person is a cult saint, you will definitely think that he is a learned scholar!

"Don't be too pushy!"

No matter how calm his face is, he will become extremely ferocious when faced with such a situation. Beskod's whole body turned into strange blue flames, burning Wu Fan's whole body!

Without any flinching, Wu Fan let the flames burn, and Wu Fan's left hand firmly grasped the golden star ring behind Beskod!

Then he raised the black sword in his hand and slashed hard at the eighth star ring!

"Crack!"

Between the seventh star ring and the eighth star ring, Wu Fan cut out a huge crack!

"What!?"

"What do you want to do!?"

Bescord struggled hard, but Wu Fan punched him in the right face again!

Then I saw Wu Fan grabbing the golden halo with both hands front and back...

Twist and pull hard!

Hiss!

That golden halo was torn off by Wu Fan!

"No!"

The Seventh Saint seemed to have been hit hard, and the star ring behind him began to collapse!

The star ring is the spiritual pressure nebula in the body, a particle transition solid formed by the stimulation of huge external energy. Its essence is the embodiment of the spiritual pressure particles.

At this moment, at the place where Wu Fan tore it apart, Beskod's seventh black star ring was continuously overflowing with spiritual pressure particles in a stardust state.

"Give me back the star ring!"

With just a tap of the crutch in Beskod's hand, tens of thousands of red-light energy spheres attacked Wu Fan indiscriminately at 1080°!

Boom boom boom!

The huge energy tide directly blasted the airspace they were in and the ground below them into dust!

But just when this giant red energy group covered the sky and blocked the sun, Wu Fan was shocked and directly shattered all the surrounding light balls!

At the same time, the golden halo in his hand turned into a super high-energy spiritual pressure group!

"Um!?"

Wu Fan felt the first nebula in his body begin to rotate crazily, and then he directly pressed this ultra-high-energy spiritual pressure ball into his body!

The moment when this ultra-high-energy spiritual pressure mass comes into contact with the nebula in the body!

Bang!

It's like the origin of the Big Bang was detonated!

The nebula in Wu Fan's body collapsed directly!

Hundreds of millions of tiny spiritual pressure particles began to produce billions of energy jumps!

A moment later, a golden star ring appeared behind Wu Fan!

"What!?"

The Seventh Saint was embedded in a large crater of a hemisphere. The moment he saw a golden halo appear behind Wu Fan, his eyes were splitting!

"I don't know how long this state can last. Maybe it will dissipate in the next second."

"Maybe I won't be able to become a strong person of this level in my life."

"So this may be my only chance in this life, allowing me to kill a borderline Transcendent A Grade warrior!"

"so..."

"go to hell!"

Wu Fan flew up to an altitude of 10,000 meters, then stretched out his hand to hang the sword vertically in the air, and then gently released it.

boom!

The black long sword suddenly fell, and on the way it began to suddenly grow in size, becoming nearly a hundred meters in size!

The entire sword body produced arc-shaped airflow, surrounded by red and blue thunder, like a meteor, falling at the speed of light!

"Ahhhhh!"

The Seventh Saint wanted to escape, but the terrifying oppressive force in the sky made it impossible for him to escape. He could only choose to face the sword falling from the air towards his head head-on!

And just when the giant sword is about to descend on the seventh saint's head...

The golden halo behind Wu Fan is activated!

"The first star ring!"