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

With Chen Hao's lessons learned, the remaining students became cautious.

Obviously, they found that Wu Fan was not easy to mess with.

However, we are all young people of fifteen or sixteen years old, who is not young and energetic?

At that moment, another student stood up.

"Grade 1, Class 4, Yang Chao, please enlighten me!"

After saying that, he summoned his spiritual weapon, a long stick with a metallic luster.

Bang!

The spiritual pressure explodes! There was a wave of air surrounding his body!

"R-class spiritual weapon!"

"What a strong spiritual pressure, he is a seventh-level warrior!"

Wu Fan also felt the pressure coming from the other party and thought to himself.

"As expected of a student in a key class."

"My spiritual pressure has increased so quickly. Firstly, it is the help of spiritual stones, and secondly, it is the experience of slaying monsters in the wild for two months during the summer vacation."

"And they can practice faster than others simply by virtue of the level of the spiritual weapon itself."

According to research, the higher the level of the spiritual weapon, in addition to the stronger burst of power than the lower level spiritual weapon, it can also increase the warrior's training speed.

If a warrior with an N-level spiritual weapon can increase his spiritual pressure by 10 points a day, a warrior with an R-level spiritual weapon can increase his spiritual pressure by 20 points, and a warrior with an SR-level spiritual pressure can increase even more.

In other words, everyone spends the same time practicing, so the gap arises.

"Why not summon a spiritual weapon?" Yang Chao held a long stick and stared at Wu Fan and said.

"I'm afraid I'll put you in the hospital." These were Wu Fan's sincere words.

A knife is a sharp weapon and a murderous weapon.

But to Yang Chao, his words sounded like contempt and contempt for him.

"Drink!" Yang Chao shouted, leaning forward, holding the end of the long stick, pushing with both arms, and the long stick was like a gun, suddenly pointing towards Wu Fan's chest.

Just when the head of the stick was about to hit Wu Fan, Wu Fan just took a step forward with his right foot, turned sideways, and dodged the fierce blow.

Yang Chao crossed his hands and grasped the long stick tightly, using his front hand as a moment to make a sweeping sweep!

Uh-huh!

The long stick brushed Wu Fan's hair with a breaking sound, and Wu Fan dodged both attacks. At this time, the old strength was gone and the new strength was not born.

"not good!"

Yang Chao only felt that his chest was hit by a huge force, and his whole body flew out of the air like Chen Hao just now, and hit the road 5 meters away.

The seventh-level warrior was also defeated, and he was defeated so quickly!

Many people's eyes changed when they looked at Wu Fan. Could this guy's spiritual weapon be SR? Otherwise, how could it be so strong?

"Huh." Wu Fan took a deep breath. It was not easy for him to deal with Yang Chao just now. It took a lot of energy to offset the opponent's spiritual pressure.

But the reason why it looks so easy is entirely because these student warriors have only officially entered school today and have not yet undergone systematic training.

Although Wu Fan has never practiced any basic boxing, sword, or breathing techniques, he has also accumulated some practical experience in the process of fighting monsters.

After defeating two people one after another, one of them was in the key class. The person who was blocked outside the door and was angrily shouting that he wanted to teach Wu Fan a lesson, became silent at this moment.

After all, no one wants to be humiliated and carried away in front of all the freshmen in the school. Not only is it a matter of whether he will be injured, but it is also a matter of losing the right to choose a spouse for three years!

"This is not the way to go." Director Qin looked at Wu Lingxiao aside. Although there were many people in Wu Zhe High School, he still knew the students in the base class.

"Classmate Wu Lingxiao, as a top student that the school has vigorously cultivated, should be duty-bound to take action when the school encounters difficulties." Director Qin said in a righteous tone.

In response, Wu Lingxiao just chuckled casually, and then slowly walked towards Wu Fan.

Seeing Wu Lingxiao coming over, Wu Fan finally looked serious.

"Classmate Wu Fan, Grade 1 Class 1, Wu Lingxiao, please enlighten me!" After saying that, his eyes changed, and he was filled with fighting spirit. His whole body was suddenly surrounded by flames, his spiritual pressure boiled, and he held a spear in his hand.

Spirit pressure 1000! Level 10 warrior!

"As expected of a student in the base class, he has only been awakened for a long time, and he is already about to enter the ranks of F-level warriors." Many onlookers looked at Wu Lingxiao with admiration.

But just as they were marveling, Wu Fan on the opposite side also burst out with an astonishing spiritual pressure!

The same is 1000!

"This is!?"

Many people were stunned. Although they had guessed that Wu Fan was not weak, they did not expect that he was also a quasi-peak warrior!

"Is this Wu Fan's spiritual weapon also of SR level?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? It must be, otherwise how could you practice so fast."

At first, everyone thought there was a close match, but after seeing the rusty long knife in Wu Fan's hand, they all shook their heads.

"Oh, I thought it was some kind of SR-level spiritual weapon, but it turns out it's just an N-level broken knife. Then Wu Fan still has to be beaten by Wu Lingxiao?"

"The highlight of life for an N-level spiritual weapon is only in the first ten levels. The gap will become wider and wider later on."

Just when everyone was not optimistic about Wu Fan, Wu Lingxiao took a deep breath, held the tail of the gun with one hand, swung his arm, stepped on it, and the spear pierced Wu Fan like lightning.

Snapped!

The speed was so fast that the air friction produced an explosion.

Wu Fan twisted his body, just like he had avoided Yang Chao's stick technique before.

Wu Lingxiao reacted quickly and retracted the spear. At the same time, he held the gun with both hands and swung it back and forth!

The spear turned into a silver afterimage, the cold light flashed slightly, and the spear came out like a dragon!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Wu Fan passively used his long knife to resist. When the blade came into contact with the tip of the spear, violent sparks were drawn.

"Be careful!" Wu Lingxiao looked like a dragon. His spear drew a circle on the spot, and then stabbed Wu Fan at a random circular angle.

The two exchanged more than 20 moves in an instant, but it could be seen that Wu Fan had no way to get close to Wu Lingxiao.

Every inch is longer and every inch is stronger!

"The difference is obvious. With the same spiritual pressure, Wu Fan was beaten while hanging."

"With this little strength, you still dare to block the door?"

Wu Fan stepped back one after another, and after blocking several shots in succession, the tiger's mouth holding the knife felt vaguely numb.

Hearing the comments from the onlookers, Wu Fan admitted in his heart that if it was just a battle between two student warriors, Wu Fan would definitely lose.

But...he Wu Fan is not!

"The battle between warriors...

"How can there be no blood!"

The next second, Wu Fan suddenly raised his head, with a fierce light in his eyes!

"Um!?"

Wu Lingxiao suddenly felt that he was in great danger.

Poof!

Wu Fan did not dodge, the spear pierced his body, and blood spattered!

"What!?" Wu Lingxiao was shocked. In his world view, he had never imagined such a way of fighting!

When he wanted to withdraw the spear, he found that Wu Fan had already locked it with his body and grabbed his spear with his left hand!

"Let go!"

But Wu Fan didn't give him a chance at all and struck him with a knife!

Extreme panic and fear came over me, as if Wu Fan's sword was as heavy as a thousand swords!

"Martial skills! A prairie fire with a thousand strikes!"

Flames suddenly burst out from Wu Lingxiao's body, and the temperature of the spear rose rapidly. This was his native martial skill when he awakened the spear!

It was so powerful that he didn't dare to use it lightly, but he didn't care about that much at the moment.

A small part of the flame engulfed half of Wu Fan's arm, and Wu Lingxiao was hit by Wu Fan's knife!

boom!

Collision of spiritual pressure!

There was silence in front of the gate of Warrior High School, and no one spoke for a long time.

The next moment, Wu Lingxiao's body fell straight to the ground.

But Wu Fan was still standing on the court.

This scene is so shocking!

Wu Fan panted heavily, dragging his injured arm, and walked step by step to the gate of Yangcheng Warrior High School, sat down again, then raised his head and looked at the incredulous crowd.

"Are you surprised?"

"Do you think it's cruel?"

He glanced at the people at the school gate and said slowly:

"A message to you little brats who have never been out of school..."

"Flowers in a greenhouse cannot withstand wind and rain."