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

"Um?"

Seeing the red-clothed verdict in front of him, Wu Fan's heart moved slightly, but he didn't show any panic on the surface.

He only knew one Judgment in red, and that was Zong Fangming, who had previously supported Yangcheng. His powerful strength left a deep impression on him.

The Red Judgment, like the Saint, is a borderline Transcendent A Grade warrior, so Wu Fan is a little worried about whether the Saint's mask on his body will be sensed.

"Hello, my name is Bai Huansheng, and I am the acting red-coated judge at the headquarters of the Imperial City Judgment Office." said the red-coated judge named Bai Huansheng. He looks to be in his 20s on the surface, but his real age is Wu Fan. I don’t know, because many top warriors can be invincible and even rejuvenated under the nourishment of spiritual energy.

"Even if he is acting as a red-clothed judge, his strength is not critical. He is at least a Transcendent A Grade warrior." Wu Fan thought in his mind.

"Haha, don't be nervous. I am a graduate of China Wuhan University. I was invited to participate in your summer training this time."

"I have to say that your class this year is the most talented class I have ever seen in the past 10 years. Compared with the previous classes, it can be said that it is almost at a fault level."

Bai Huansheng and Wu Fan spoke in a very calm tone, which reassured Wu Fan and also lamented that the saint's mask has such a powerful hiding ability.

"But yes, if the saint's mask is not strong, how can it be hidden among so many masters in China?"

"I just don't know if the cult sent new saints to China after the death of the previous seventh saint, Beskod." Of course, this kind of thing is not something Wu Fan can worry about.

"Okay, let's start your first training session now."

Bai Huansheng said, pointing to the doors on the left and right.

"Classmate Wu Fan, do you think [family background] is more important on the road to becoming a top powerhouse? Or [cultivation talent] is more important?"

"If you choose Family Background, please enter through the door on your left."

"If you choose to cultivate your talent, please enter through the door on your right."

After hearing Bai Huansheng's words, Wu Fan fell into thinking.

At this time, he finally understood why everyone spent some time when they came here.

"Will different options have different evaluations?" Wu Fan asked.

"I have no idea."

Bai Huansheng smiled and said: "I can only say that I hope you will judge based on the truest thoughts in your heart."

Wu Fan thought for a while and said to Bai Huansheng:

"I think family background and cultivation talent are both important to a warrior."

"There are many examples in reality to illustrate that a warrior born in a noble family of warriors, even if he never practices or goes out to fight, can still use massive resources to become a high-level warrior."

"Although warriors who grow up in this way are like puffy cripples who will be instantly killed by those warriors who have actually fought on the battlefield, this is based on the same level or the same spiritual pressure."

"And when the strength of the two sides is very unequal, a peerless genius F-level warrior will still be crushed by a useless C-level warrior at will."

For some reason, Bai Huansheng felt that Wu Fan had a special attraction, but he couldn't explain what it was, so he paid a little attention to him.

When he heard Wu Fan's words, he smiled and said, "So, you want to choose your family background?"

Wu Fan shook his head.

"No, the resources placed by the family can only determine the lower limit of a person. If he himself is a mediocre person, then no matter how much the family piles up resources, he can only become an ordinary strong man in the end."

"And if you want to become a truly top warrior, I think..."

"Cultivation talent > family background!"

With that said, Wu Fan walked towards the door on the right.

At the last moment when Wu Fan walked through the door, he asked Bai Huansheng: "Your Excellency, acting judge, if you were asked to choose, which one would you choose?"

Then, without waiting for Bai Huansheng to answer, Wu Fan walked forward.

Bai Huansheng was stunned for a moment, and then knew the reason why Wu Fan left without waiting for his answer.

"Are you sure I will choose the same answer?"

"If I had to choose, I would indeed choose cultivation talent. However, that is because I have no shortage of cultivation resources."

Then Bai Huansheng looked in the direction where Wu Fan left.

"But if you don't have either, you can still choose to cultivate your talent..."

"Tsk, this boy is really confident."

After a while, Wu Fan entered the second narrow corridor and saw the same scene as before, two gates and a strong warrior.

However, this warrior is no longer wearing the uniform of a red-dressed judge, but has a bright black medal hanging on his chest, with the word "Ten Thousand" engraved on it.

"The Demon-Slaying Team's Medal of Ten Thousand Kills?"

Wu Fan was as surprised as when he saw the red-clothed verdict, and there was an X3 mark on the Ten Thousand Kills Medal, which proved that this warrior of the Demon Slaying Team had killed at least 30,000 monsters with similar strength to himself.

"Hello, I am the deputy director of the 7th branch of the Imperial City Demon Slayer Corps. My name is Huo Diange."

Huo Diange's expression was fierce and he didn't seem to be an easy person to get along with. Wu Fan felt the aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood from him. This was a man who truly crawled out of the sea of ​​monsters. Wu Fan's experience in killing monsters was similar to that of Huo Diange. He was like a baby in comparison.

"Since you have chosen to cultivate your talent, the rest will be the same as before."

Huo Diange pointed to the two gates on the left and right and said:

"The door on your left represents [choice], and the door on your right represents [effort]."

"If you think that's important, just go through that door."

Huo Diange was different from Bai Huansheng in that he didn't have much desire to talk.

But after several minutes, Wu Fan still had not made a choice.

"What's wrong? You haven't decided yet?"

Huo Diange said impatiently.

"call..."

Wu Fan slowly exhaled.

"Your Excellency Wan Zhan, you should know that I am only an F-level warrior, right?"

"Then what do you think I rely on to qualify as a eugenics candidate?"

Huo Diange raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

But Wu Fan didn't care, but said to him:

"I am able to get here because of the courage to not be afraid of death, the talent that is slightly stronger than ordinary people, the inexplicable luck, the belief that I will never accept fate, and the perseverance of hard work."

"So I was wondering if I could answer this question."

"I will choose the path that I think is right and then work hard for it for the rest of my life."

After hearing Wu Fan's words, Huo Diange's always indifferent expression relaxed a little, and he no longer cherished words like gold, and said, "What if the path you think is the right path is wrong?"

"If it's wrong, I'll start from scratch."

But Wu Fan's tone became very firm.

"If it turns out that my path was wrong in the future, it was also the right path that I thought was the right one when I made the choice at the time!"

"So, even if we start all over again..."

"Then I will never regret it in the future!"

Huo Diange's eyes lit up, but his tone remained cold and he said:

"So, your choice is."

Wu Fan no longer hesitated, and then walked towards one of the doors.