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

Hearing Wu Fan's words, Yang Wu laughed directly.

"Are you more arrogant than me? I'll see if your mouth is tougher or my fists are tougher later!"

Because this game has attracted a lot of attention, many people are watching it on the Internet at this time.

"Wu Fan talks trash so hard, but I like it so much."

"The harsher you speak, the worse you will be beaten. This is an old rule."

While the barrage was speaking, the referee was already in place.

"Ah..."

The moment the battle started, Yang Wu had a sneer on his lips. When Wu Fan didn't seem to react, he rushed over. When he was about to rush in front of Wu Fan, he held a long gold-rimmed knife in his hand and pointed it at him. Wu Fan's face is like a knife!

"This is the difference in tactics!"

As a semi-professional warrior, Yang Wu has certain advantages in some ring skills. This kind of sneak attack is allowed by the rules!

clang!

What Yang Wu didn't expect was that Wu Fan seemed to know it in advance and blocked Yang Wu's attack with a rusty long knife.

clang! clang! clang!

A series of clashing sounds, the two sides fought more than 20 swords in an instant, and the spiritual pressure of the two people's collision made the audience watching the game excited.

"Tsk, it really did make a difference."

Yang Wu found that Wu Fan's moves were not routine. They were very similar to those of a military warrior. They were simple and straightforward, but a little different from Jun Wu. Sometimes it was obvious that Wu Fan's moves were stuck, as if he had deliberately withdrawn them.

"You're pretty awesome too."

Yang Wu's feeling was not wrong. Wu Fan had formed his own fighting method in the long-term monster hunting battle, which was to seize every opportunity to kill the opponent with one blow.

Hunting monsters is a battle of life and death. There are no large-scale stunts to perform, and no holding hands to control the enemy. Some of them are just greetings to the vital points. Therefore, in the battle between Wu Fan and Yang Wu, he was able to stab the vital points with one knife two or three times. opportunities, but he took them all back.

It's not that Wu Fan shows mercy, but this is his way of training. Although the deadly fighting style of the sword is very fierce, it is too easy to be targeted, so he has to find out more fighting methods in the battle with other warriors.

"I'm going to be serious!"

Yang Wu took the initiative to distance himself, the spiritual pressure on his body suddenly increased, and a yellow halo appeared behind him!

"Fuck! Yellow star ring!"

"Awesome! This can only be activated by the spiritual core of a pure-blood monster, right!?"

"At least tens of millions!"

This yellow star ring exploded with a group of netizens watching the live broadcast.

"I heard that this is the benefit of signing with the OM youth training team. If you can play in the top league, I heard that you will also have the spiritual core of the demon blood beast."

"One of the rewards for last year's top league championship was the spiritual core of the Great Demon God!"

"Not only that, but also hundreds of millions in cash, B-level martial arts..."

The power of the sword is concentrated, and once the warrior lights up the star ring, it means that he is completely serious, and the whole person's eyes will be different.

"kill!"

Yang Wu stepped on it and appeared in front of Wu Fan instantly.

Bang!

The two of them fought hard, and Wu Fan immediately felt the pressure. This time he only fought 7 or 8 times, but Wu Fan became very passive in his response, which made those old leeks who were betting on Wu Fan's victory heartbroken. They all grabbed hold of them.

"Damn it! They're shining the star ring! You're shining too!"

"Damn it, do you know how to fight? Lianghuan! Kill him!"

"Bullshit! It's not like you are pretending to be cool!"

The old leeks can't wait to transform into Wu Fan's star ring and explode one by one on the spot!

"You haven't shown the star ring yet, so you look down on me." Yang Wu looked at Wu Fan who was forced into a corner, with a sneer on his lips.

"First Star Ring! Star Explosion Slash!"

The star ring behind Yang Wu suddenly lit up, and the long knife in his hand glowed with bright spiritual pressure particles, like starlight.

"kill!"

Yang Wu shouted and cut off Wu Fan's head with a knife!

"It's over!"

"Get away quickly!"

Amidst the exclamations of countless people at the scene and on the Internet, Wu Fan did not dodge, but actively faced the long sword that was coming.

I saw Wu Fan's whole body burst with spiritual pressure, and the spiritual pressure particles hidden in his body gathered on Wu Fan's body surface!

"What does he want to do!?"

"No way! The body can block martial arts!?"

Many people had already covered their eyes, unable to bear to see Wu Fan being split open with a knife.

"You want to force me to stop!? It's a dream!"

At this time, Yang Wu was using his full strength. If he forced the knife to close, he would definitely suffer backlash, and the spiritual pressure would flow backwards, scurrying around the body, and the meridians might be damaged.

So Yang Wu's heart skipped a beat, avoiding Wu Fan's head and heading towards his shoulder. Anyway, medical treatment is so advanced nowadays, it only takes 1 or 2 years for a broken limb to be regenerated.

"drink!"

At the moment when the long knife struck Wu Fan's shoulder.

clang!

Yang Wu felt as if he had been struck on hard special steel, and a huge repulsive force directly numbed the hand holding the knife!

"What!?"

Yang Wu was shocked!

He stared intently at the long knife that struck Wu Fan. A trace of blood flowed down Wu Fan's shoulder, but...

Yang Wu's long knife only cut into Wu Fan's shoulder less than 3 centimeters deep!

"Wow!"

The whole place was in an uproar!

Yang Wu had no time to react. He only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He suddenly found a rusty long knife stabbed into his stomach.

Cut through with one knife!

"you..."

Uh-huh!

Wu Fan drew out the long knife neatly, and kicked Yang Wu away before blood spurted out.

Bang!

Yang Wu's whole body flew straight away and hit the small protective shield.

The arena where warriors fight has a transparent protective cover to prevent warriors from losing control of their martial arts and accidentally killing the audience.

"Cough cough cough..."

Yang Wu held his stomach and stood up reluctantly. He looked at Wu Fan like he was looking at a monster.

"How dare you use body-protecting spiritual pressure..."

That's right, the way Wu Fan resisted Yang Wu just now was by using protective spiritual pressure.

The protective spiritual pressure can only leave the body at the E level, forming a translucent protective cover more than ten centimeters around the warrior.

The reason why only E-level can be formed is because body-protecting spiritual pressure requires high-intensity gathering of spiritual pressure particles to form an energy barrier. The principle is similar to that of forming a star ring, but there is no energy jump.

The spiritual pressure of an F-level warrior is not enough to form spiritual pressure particles to be released outside, and can only circulate in the body. And Wu Fan just gathered the spiritual pressure under the skin to form a body-protecting spiritual pressure in the body!

"For ordinary F-level warriors, the protective spiritual pressure in the body can only reduce damage. When encountering other attacks, they can only be slightly injured, but cannot completely resist..."

Yang Wu stared at Wu Fan. It was not like he had never encountered an F-level warrior who used body-protecting spiritual pressure to reduce injuries.

But with body-protecting spiritual pressure like Wu Fan's, which can reduce damage to almost no damage...

It’s too perverted!