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

A mysterious space force folded the monster forest.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The candidates who were still in the forest felt like their eyes were blurred.

In the blink of an eye, I was back on the playground where I started the third exam.

And at this moment, Wu Fan struck a certain examinee in the face with a knife, and stopped the knife instantly when it was less than 3 centimeters from the tip of the opponent's nose.

Uh-huh!

The blood on the long knife splashed all over the examinee's face.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The man's eyes and pupils were constricted, and he remained stunned for more than 10 seconds before he recovered. After looking at the surrounding environment, he suddenly lost control and burst into tears.

People don't know whether he is crying because he survived the beast wave, or because he was frightened by Wu Fan's knife.

"call..."

Wu Fan, who had his spiritual pressure drained away, sat down on the ground. The mask and black robe on his face had already dissipated during the teleportation.

At this time, he was as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood, with a few words engraved from top to bottom: Keep away from strangers.

"I survived!?"

"Doctor! I'm hurt!"

Immediately afterwards, shouts and shouts rang out one after another on the playground, and the scene became very chaotic. Some people were grateful that they had survived, and some were calling loudly for doctors. Those who were not teleported out were the warriors whose spiritual pressure had disappeared, and they remained in the Monster Forest forever.

Because, if a warrior has no breathing and pulse, it is not certain that he is dead. Maybe he can be saved if he is rescued.

But if a warrior loses his spiritual pressure, it means he is dead.

And just out of sight of everyone, dozens of adjudicators were escorting several candidates away. They were the foreign warriors who caused trouble this time.

There were originally more than ten of them, but two of them were killed by Wu Fan, and several died in the beast wave. The remaining ones were collectively teleported to the Judgment Hall warriors before they had time to escape.

Then, a fiery red figure appeared on the playground. The examiner Xue Zhan looked at the people who had just experienced a big battle with a serious look on his face.

"After this exam, I think you should have a little understanding of the current situation of Chinese warriors."

"China has a land area of ​​nearly 10 million and an ocean area of ​​3 million. Inside, everywhere from the border to the coast is attacked by monsters, while outside, there are enemies who maintain peace on the surface."

"Countless Chinese warriors die every year fighting against monsters and foreign warriors. Most of them are students who graduated from military and military universities across the country."

"We students at Huaxia Wuhan University, when we were freshmen and sophomores, had the experience of going out to kill monsters and arrest criminal warriors. The level of danger is many times higher than the beast tide you encountered today."

"So, you have to think carefully about whether you can bear this hardship."

The school is not a family, and it will not vigorously train you because of your blood relationship. If you want to get something, you must pay something.

Fortunately, the school only requires you to protect your family and the country, not to be a dead soldier for some dirty deals like your family or evil organizations train their subordinates.

Wu Fan was not disgusted with this, because he could see clearly that without the resources of Wuhan University, grassroots warriors like him would not be able to surpass the geniuses of those wealthy families, even if they spend their entire lives slaying demons.

"Start submitting your spiritual core now!"

"You can take the spiritual cores after acceptance. If you are subsequently selected as a candidate for the Qianlong class, you can exchange the spiritual cores for credits."

After saying the above, Xue Zhan organized other examiners in the school to start accepting the candidates' spiritual cores.

There were more than 50 staff members sitting on a table that was 100 meters long. The candidates lined up consciously and took out their spiritual cores one by one.

"Zhang Changlin, an F-level spiritual core, 1 point."

"Sun Shunzhi has no spiritual core."

"Li Liqun, two F-level spiritual cores, 2 points."

It is very difficult for an ordinary warrior to deal with a monster of the same level, especially a group of students who have never killed a monster before. However, most of the candidates still killed nearly three heads, which is actually a very impressive result.

For example, when Wu Fan earned 5 million in medical expenses, he killed one quasi-warrior-level monster a day on average.

When most people only had a few F-level spiritual cores, a cry of surprise came.

"Zhang Heng, 2 E-level spiritual cores, 7 F-level spiritual cores, 27 points!"

At this time, the surrounding candidates all turned their heads. 27 points was already a very high score.

"Awesome!"

"It's just good luck. I happened to encounter two E-level monsters and we were both injured." Zhang Heng smiled with a harmless look on his face. There wasn't even a trace of blood on his body.

"Ling Xiaolu, 3 E-level spiritual cores, 1 F-level spiritual core, 31 points!"

Although there was no blood on Ling Xiaolu's body, his body was in tatters and covered with mud.

"Marquis Luo, 3 E-level spiritual cores, 5 F-level spiritual cores, 35 points!"

The examiner enters the scores one by one into the computer.

"I thought my score of 7 was considered very high, but I didn't expect that there were so many people who broke 10." Some candidates looked on. Although there was no ranking on the big screen, according to the on-site data, there was no 10 this time. points, don’t even think about getting into the top 500.

Just as everyone was handing over their spiritual cores, a figure covered in blood walked over.

Seeing Wu Fan's appearance, everyone along the way consciously moved out of the way.

"Holy crap, if you can still survive after being injured so badly, you must have a lot of spiritual cores, right?"

"Looking at his eyes and aura, he is a ruthless character."

"He seems a bit familiar. Is he the one who beat up the family's candidates before?"

Wu Fan walked up to the examiner.

"Please take out your spiritual core."

The examiner was also a little surprised. He had seen many students who killed monsters and monsters in blood in the past years, but this was the first time he saw one as brutal as Wu Fan.

After hearing the examiner's words, Wu Fan did not take out the spirit core from his pocket, but stretched out his clenched hand and put the contents on the table.

Wu Fan's appearance is very eye-catching, and the candidates around him also come over to see how many spiritual cores Wu Fan can produce.

"Um?"

After seeing the spiritual core clearly on the table, everyone's expressions were very strange.

"what?"

"Half a spiritual core?"

Many people had disappointed looks on their faces. They thought Wu Fan could grab a handful of spiritual cores and blind them.

As a result, the force was set so high, but in the end only half of the spiritual core was taken out.

"Does half a spiritual core count as a point?" a candidate asked curiously.

"I don't know. I think it shouldn't count. After all, it's already damaged and the star ring can't be activated."

"I think it's better to count it. How about giving it half the score?"

The surrounding students were talking a lot, but they never thought that anyone could come up with half a spiritual core.

Just as the students were discussing with each other how many points they were worth, the examiner's expression suddenly became serious.

"This is..."

After carefully studying this half of the spiritual core, he suddenly looked up at Wu Fan and exclaimed:

"This is a...!"