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

"Everyone, stop it. Anyone who does it again will be immediately disqualified from taking the exam."

Fang Lei just watched like that, not stopping anyone from the beginning to the end. After a while, the conflict stopped, and both the invigilator and the teacher put away their spiritual pressure.

"puff..."

Sun Guohao stood up while holding on to the edge of the exam table, took out a tissue from his arms and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Wu Fan with unkind eyes.

"I have changed my mind now. I will continue to take the next exam."

Wu Fan didn't even frown when he heard his words.

"Don't think that just because you knocked down two or three people with your fists, you think you are very powerful. The true strength of a warrior lies in spiritual weapons, star rings and martial arts."

"There will be plenty of opportunities to deal with you later!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fan plucked his ears and said nonchalantly:

"Why do these words sound so familiar?"

"Who doesn't know how to speak cruelly? If you are frightened by a few threats, then why should you be a warrior?"

"Also, you said you wanted to take the next exam?"

"Then you have to pass the cultural class first. If you are so confident now, you won't even pass this exam. Aren't you going to laugh to death?"

After Wu Fan finished speaking, he returned to his seat, and the candidates along the way made way for him.

"you!"

For some reason, Sun Guohao felt that Wu Fan's words were harder than his punches, as sharp as a knife, and it hurt his heart.

"This exam is over!"

Fang Lei didn't say any more and directly asked the staff to start collecting the papers.

"The exam results will be announced tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Wu Fan and left the auditorium.

At this time, hundreds of professors and department leaders from Huaxia Wuhan University were sitting where no candidates could see them.

"This guy named Wu Fan is quite good and very bloody."

"It's a pity that the level of the spiritual weapon is too low. If you want to keep up with other talented warriors, it will take several times the effort and resources. It is not worth cultivating."

"Let's keep an eye on it."

Someone put a question mark under Wu Fan's picture, and a cross under the pictures of candidates from Sun Guohao and other families.

...

The night passed quickly and the next morning came.

"drink!"

"ha!"

In front of the tent outside the forest, some people have already started practicing. In addition, there are many candidates running around the forest.

Of course Wu Fan is among them.

"This forest is a bit weird."

Wu Fan ran around the forest protective cover as fast as he could, which took about 2 hours. Then he judged that the scope of the forest should be as large as three urban areas in the small county.

"But judging from the roars of monsters coming from inside, this forest is much larger than it actually is."

The reason why Wu Fan made this judgment was that most of the monster beasts had their own territory. He inferred the density of the monster beasts from the size of their roars.

"Is this forest an independent space?"

Wu Fan thinks it is very possible. Although tearing the void is a particularly difficult task, this is the Huaxia Wuhan University, so it is not surprising.

Wu Fan returned to the tent and found Zhang Heng sitting in an open space basking in the sun, Ling Xiaolu still sleeping, and Luo Hou ran off to nowhere.

"The test results are out!"

At this moment, a candidate's roar came from the distance.

For a while, the boxers stopped fighting and the runners stopped running. Each one took out his mobile phone and checked his cultural class results on it.

Wu Fan was also a little nervous inside. After all, checking scores was really exciting.

"ID number 510..."

"Admission ticket number, 2024..."

After clicking the OK button, the system did not crash as usual, but the scores appeared quickly.

Name: Wu Fan

Score: 8539

Rank: 38

"call!"

Wu Fan took a long breath, he also passed this second exam.

"Damn it! 2598 people!"

Ling Xiaolu said excitedly while lying in the tent, and then he looked at Zhang Heng beside him.

"597th place! Amazing!"

"It's just good luck. I chose the more than 2,000 questions randomly. I didn't expect that I got them all right, haha." A calm smile appeared on Zhang Heng's face.

At this moment, Luo Hou also came back from outside.

"Student Luo, how many did you get in the exam?"

"112."

Luo Hou was as talkative as ever.

Then everyone began to look at Wu Fan collectively. Wu Fan smiled and said, "I am a sunny and cheerful boy..."

"Ahem, 38."

"Awesome! So awesome!"

Ling Xiaolu suddenly felt bad all over.

"Sure enough, he is an amazing person. Not only is he great at martial arts, but he is also great at cultural classes."

Wu Fan smiled and said nothing. It was impossible to tell him that he was reading a book even when he was killing monsters in the wild.

"Looking at it this way, we have all entered the third exam. If we work harder, maybe we can all get into the recommendation class of Huaxia Wuhan University?" Zhang Heng said.

"maybe."

Luo Hou checked his phone and then walked towards the playground.

"Let's go, gather together, the third exam is about to begin."

As the exam results were announced, some were happy and others were sad. The candidates who passed the exam went to the playground to gather, while the candidates who failed began to pack their bags and go home.

"Hmph! Warriors should be respected for their spiritual pressure and martial arts strength! What a shabby school, but they even take cultural classes!"

"The people who set up this kind of exam have killed so many future Chinese martial arts geniuses."

"Haha, Huaxia Wuhan University is just a martial arts university. I am a martial artist, and there are still many ways I can go. There is no need to doubt myself and lose confidence just because I failed in an exam."

Some people are downcast, some have regained confidence, some are confused about the future, and some are ready to embark on a new journey.

"I wonder what this third test is."

Wu Fan and others stood on the playground, waiting for the examiner of the third exam.

While everyone was waiting, a fiery red figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Tsk, why are there so many people left?" The person stood in the air, tutted at first, and then looked down at everyone with a very dissatisfied tone.

"My name is Xue Zhan, and I am the examiner for your third exam."

Xue Zhan is 2.1 meters tall, with dyed red hair, wearing a black short vest, and the biceps on his arms are thicker than those of female models with their legs together.

"I don't like nonsense. Some of you may have guessed, yes, the question of the third exam is..."

"Monster hunting!"

Although everyone was mentally prepared, they still made a sound of surprise when they heard about hunting monsters.

"There is an entrance 3 kilometers away from where you set up your tent. You will enter from there later."

"The time limit for the third exam is three days. Once the three days are up, you will be teleported out."

"The lowest strength in the monster forest is F-level, and the highest is E-level. The spiritual core of an F-level monster is 1 point, and the E-level is 10 points. At that time, it will be based on the number of monster spirit cores you hold. Let’s determine the scores and rank them!”

Having said this, Xue Zhan paused.

Then, what he said next caused all the candidates to change their expressions instantly!