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

"The spiritual pressure is so terrifying. Even through the protective shield, I can feel the pressure that pierces my skin!" A classmate watching the match in the battle room exclaimed.

Zhang Zhibai's E-level warrior's spiritual pressure was like invisible waves lapping at Wu Fan's body.

Generally, warriors can only release spiritual pressure when they are at C level to cause a substantial sense of oppression to low-level warriors. Now, although Zhang Zhibai cannot reach that level, it is already outrageous.

Bang!

Zhang Zhibai's full release of spiritual pressure produced a huge thrust, causing Wu Fan's feet to rub against the ground and slowly move backwards.

At the same time, the spiritual pressure in Wu Fan's body was also fully deployed. Although it could not be released outside his body, he was like a rock in the sea facing the boundless waves. His feet stopped retreating and were rooted to the ground.

"kill!"

Wu Fan saw the right moment and stepped on it. The ground could not withstand the force and immediately cracked backwards.

The body and the sword light turned into an afterimage in an instant, and they quickly rushed to Zhang Zhibai's side.

"cut!"

Wu Fan struck down with one strike!

Zhang Zhibai did not dodge, he put the guqin up, pulled the strings with both hands, and then let it go.

Buzz!

A transparent air wave exploded from Guqin to form a spherical shock wave.

The moment the long knife collided with the shock wave, Zhang Zhibai's fingers moved quickly.

"Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu!"

A series of string sounds came out, and the purple star ring behind Zhang Zhibai lit up.

"Yangguan Sandie!"

As the spiritual pressure increased, a series of wind blades condensed with spiritual pressure particles flew out from the strings!

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

At this time, Wu Fan was in the moment of being blocked by the shock wave and had no time to escape.

The invisible wind blade of Yangguan Sandie hit him directly.

Poof! Poof!

Hiss!

Wu Fan's clothes were chopped to pieces, and a large number of slender wounds were cut on his body!

"I'll go! Is everything okay!?"

The three temporary groups of students who were watching the battle outside the field widened their eyes. They had seen senior Zhang Zhibai Wind Blade Slash.

That terrifying wind blade broke through the body-protecting spiritual pressure of those twenty-something E-level warriors in just a snap of a finger.

But Wu Fan only had his skin cut! ?

"The quality of spiritual pressure in his body is very high. Although it cannot be released to form a protective shield, the damage reduction effect is very obvious." Xu Shiyi, who had not been involved in any fighting, acted as a temporary commentator, because only he could understand some things.

Wu Fan forcefully ate Zhang Zhibai's Yangguan Sandie. He didn't care about the minor injuries on his body. Instead, lightning flashed in his hand.

"Martial skills! Three thousand thunder knives!"

To fight the squishy mage in melee, you must first break his protective spiritual pressure, and then just keep chasing him.

But Zhang Zhibai also knew this truth. The moment Wu Fan's thunder knife was struck, he stepped forward, leaving an energy afterimage of his body on the spot.

"Martial skills! Lingbo Weibu!"

In just a blink of an eye, Zhang Zhibai appeared a hundred meters away from Wu Fan.

Wu Fan's Three Thousand Thunder Sword struck the afterimage, splitting it in half instantly!

"Holy shit? You escaped!?"

Wu Fan's sword was so fast that it was impossible to catch it with the naked eye, and it was so powerful that it sounded like thunder. It concentrated terrifying spiritual pressure on the blade. At first glance, it was a powerful single-body defense-breaking martial skill. However, Zhang Zhibai not only dodged it, but also pulled away. position.

"No..." Xu Shi's eyes turned sharp as he finished his sentence.

Click, Zhang Zhibai's body-protecting spiritual pressure made a crisp sound.

A crack appeared in the corner of the body-protecting spiritual pressure, and then the fission continued to grow. In less than 1 second, Zhang Zhibai's body-protecting spiritual pressure was broken in half!

hiss!

The onlookers took a breath of air. Zhang Zhibai's powerful spiritual pressure formed a very thick protective shield, but even though he was able to avoid it in such a timely manner, a corner of it was still chopped into pieces by Wu Fan's thunder knife.

"This Wu Fan's sword is so powerful in breaking defenses!?"

"I don't think he has ever used star ring martial arts. Could it be that his star ring is a passive skill and its effect is to break defenses?"

Everyone looked at the white halo behind Wu Fan and said.

At this time, the fighting in the field had not stopped. Wu Fan could not give Zhang Zhibai a chance to restore his body-protecting spiritual pressure. He flashed his body and ran quickly in the direction of Zhang Zhibai.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Zhang Zhibai played the strings of his piano, and instantly more than a dozen wind blades slashed towards Wu Fan.

But Wu Fan was not afraid at all. He slashed and slashed with the long knife in his hand. Immediately, 7 or 8 wind blades were defeated. The remaining wind blades passed over Wu Fan's body and headed towards the protective cover of the battle room!

Snapped! Snapped!

The wind blade that Wu Fan seemed to be able to deal with easily, the moment it struck the protective shield, the terrifying force made the protective shield bang!

"It seems the power is not enough!"

The stars behind Zhang Zhibai were bright.

"Star Ring! Guangling Sanjue!"

Zhang Zhibai waved one hand, and his whole body was washed away by colorful spiritual pressure. Various elemental spiritual pressure particles emerged. Zhang Zhibai stroked the strings with his hand and twisted it again!

Buzz!

In an instant, wind blades, fireballs, and ice cones were overwhelmingly hitting Wu Fan.

Bang!

Wu Fan smashed the ice cone with one sword, and the next second the wind blade struck, knocking his body staggering, and then more than ten reinforced fireballs composed of spiritual pressure came.

boom! boom! boom!

Wu Fan was hit repeatedly by the terrifying force. He stopped his attack and stopped in place instantly.

"So strong!"

There were the largest number of students watching Zhang Zhibai and his group. At this time, they all lamented Zhang Zhibai's profound spiritual pressure and terrifying output ability.

"Although the consumption of this kind of continuous martial arts is very low, it is so powerful to be able to do it so consistently and quickly. I'm afraid I won't be able to sustain 50 moves under him."

"Wu Fan is actually very strong. Unfortunately, his level is not as high as Zhang Zhibai's, and his martial arts skills are not as strong as Zhang Zhibai's. If their levels were close, they might still have a chance. It's a pity."

Although the battle was only halfway through, someone had already simulated the outcome after dozens of moves.

And while they were chatting, a figure jumped out from the huge fire ball.

Wu Fan's skin and body were covered with wounds cut by wind blades, bloody holes poked by ice picks, and burnt black spots caused by fireballs.

"You have no chance."

Zhang Zhibai, with the blessing of Guangling Sanjue, attached a large amount of elemental damage to the Yangguan Triple Layer. Not to mention that Wu Fan didn't have body-protecting spiritual pressure, even if he did, he couldn't get close to him under such a pull.

Wu Fan blocked and dodged while approaching Zhang Zhibai, and at the moment he was about to approach.

"Lingbo Weibu!"

Zhang Zhibai turned into an afterimage again, appeared a hundred meters away, and continued to bombard Wu Fan wildly.

"As an F-level warrior, your ability to withstand so many attacks has exceeded my expectations. However, the gap between you and me is not something that F-level and E-level can reflect."

Zhang Zhibai moved his fingers together and intertwined his hands, creating a torrential rain!

"If we don't fight until the end...how can we know the outcome!?"

Wu Fan was waiting for the moment when the effect of Guangling Sanjue disappeared!

And after three minutes of severe beating, the five-colored spiritual pressure on Zhang Zhibai slowly disappeared.

"It's now!"

Wu Fan saw the opportunity, no longer hesitated, and rushed directly towards Zhang Zhibai, raising the long knife in his hand.

But at this moment, Zhang Zhibai was seen standing on the ground with one foot, and the other foot was placed cross-legged on the standing thigh, and then he coiled the guqin and placed it flat in front of him.

Then, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body.

"C-level martial arts! Hundreds of birds worship the phoenix!"