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

"No. 1."

A number "1" appeared on Wu Fan's bracelet.

This means that he was the best performer in the entire fourth group in the previous pursuit battle.

"Now please invite the top two students from each group to come forward." After everyone confirmed the rankings, Shen Zishuang said to everyone in the audience.

The two people who walked out of the first group were: Xu Fengshuang and Wenren Youyue.

The second group came out: Luo Xianhe and Qin Shaoshang.

The third group is: Zhang Zhibai and Mo Qingwu.

The fourth group is: Wu Fan and Guan Yuan.

As soon as 8 people stood on the stage, the atmosphere of the entire hall changed.

"There are a total of 4 official teams in this training camp. The 8 of you will compete in pairs to determine the captain of the team."

"After this round of battle, the chosen captain will select eight members of his team from the remaining 46 people."

"And those who are not chosen..."

"Will be eliminated directly!"

Shen Zishuang's words instantly stirred up waves.

This means that in this captain selection, 14 people will definitely be eliminated!

"I don't accept it! Why should my fate be in other people's hands!?"

"I obviously performed very well in the pursuit battle, why am I only in 9th place!?"

This group of people are all geniuses, and it is impossible not to have a temper.

"Teacher Shen, during the pursuit battle, I was in the same group as Luo Xianhe and Qin Shaoshang. I think their strength is fully worthy of competing for the captaincy."

In the second group, a classmate named He Hao stood up. He pointed at Wu Fan and said:

"But this person clearly came in at the top of the line in the eugenics test, and his student ID number is No. 50, which is at the bottom. With his strength, how can he get the top two results in the pursuit competition!?"

Other students also nodded. What He Hao said was exactly what they were thinking.

And just when Shen Zishuang was about to speak.

Clang!

Wu Fan directly pulled out a long knife from the void, then inserted the long knife into the ground with force, then raised his head and said to everyone in the audience:

"If you are not convinced..."

"Then come up and try."

Wu Fan's behavior instantly ignited the fighting spirit of the students in the audience.

"So arrogant!?"

"Come here! Who's afraid of you!?" He Hao immediately wanted to jump up and fight Wu Fan.

At this moment, a terrifying spiritual pressure enveloped the entire place.

"Quiet, everyone!"

Shen Zishuang's A-level warrior's strength was officially launched for the first time, giving everyone a very strong sense of oppression.

"The ranking you are questioning was jointly discussed by the acting red-coated judge, the demon-slaying team Ten Thousand Slayer Warriors, the military general, the vice-president of the Imperial Capital Warriors Association, and the vice-president of our Huaxia Martial Arts University."

"If anyone is dissatisfied with this ranking, then please tell me whether your strength has exceeded Transcendent A Grade. If not..."

"Then shut up!"

Shen Zishuang has always looked like a gentle senior, but this is the first time she has shown a strong attitude.

However, Qianlong Class is Qianlong Class after all, and those who come here will never choose to back down because of the teacher's strength.

"Teacher Shen, this is my character. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it no matter how authoritative it is!" He Hao said to Shen Zishuang sternly.

"Senior, just let me have a fight with him."

"I won the ranking based on my strength, and I am not afraid of any doubts!"

Shen Zishuang looked at everyone in the audience, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let you two have a fight."

After hearing her words, Wu Fan said to He Hao in the audience:

"I have qualified as a captain, but you have not, so if you challenge me to fight, you must pay the corresponding price."

"If you win, I will give you the title of captain."

"If you lose, give me all your credits and leave this training camp immediately. Do you dare to agree?"

After hearing Wu Fan's words, He Hao agreed without thinking.

Later, the two came to the battle room of the training base.

"Who do you think will win this competition?" asked a student watching.

"It's hard to say. Since he is a captain candidate selected by several Transcendent A Grade warriors, he should still have some strength."

"This He Hao is the third in our second group. If Luo Xianhe and Qin Shaoshang weren't so strong, he would have been able to compete for this captain candidate."

"Indeed, the four groups are all assigned based on answering questions. Some groups may have poor overall strength. If He Hao was assigned to the fourth group from the beginning, he might be able to qualify."

While the group of students were discussing, a sneer came from the side.

"Hahaha! I didn't die on the battlefield, but I was going to be laughed to death by you idiots." Fang Tianxun looked at them as if they were laughing.

"Who are you scolding? The strength of your four groups is not strong. Otherwise, how could an F-level warrior be qualified?" said another member of the temporary group.

"With your eyesight, how did you get into Qianlong Class? It makes me not want to stay here any longer." Fang Tianxun didn't want to reason at all, and directly transformed into a foul-mouthed immortal to attack these students with foul mouth.

"I'm telling you, not to mention He Hao, who is in third place, even the captain candidate of other groups will be pushed to the ground and beaten when he meets me, Brother Fan." A huge red knife shadow appeared in front of Fang Tianxun's eyes, And Wu Fan standing in the huge fire knife.

While there was a crazy "friendly" interaction outside the court, the two people inside the court were already ready for battle.

A 2-meter-long red iron rod appeared in He Hao's hand. He held the middle with one hand and stood sideways in front of Wu Fan.

Wu Fan, on the other hand, was holding a long knife and placed it at his side.

Shen Zishuang glanced at both sides, and then shouted:

"The battle begins!"

The moment he finished speaking, He Hao jumped towards Wu Fan with a long stick in his hand. Then he straightened one arm in mid-air, and the head of the long stick was like an iron spear, and he suddenly pointed towards Wu Fan's abdomen. go!

At this time, the distance between the two of them was 3 meters, and Wu Fan's long sword could not reach He Hao at all.

"Why didn't he avoid it?"

Some students who were watching said puzzledly.

And the moment the long stick touched Wu Fan's abdomen, there was just a clang!

"Um!?"

He Hao only felt a huge resistance coming from the top of the stick. The top of the stick did not repel Wu Fan. Instead, the force coming from the opposite side made him loosen the hand holding the stick and lean forward. His chest almost hit the end of the long stick. !

Just at this moment, a bad thought arose in He Hao's mind.

He no longer hesitated and opened the loop directly!

Two purple star rings lit up instantly.

"Martial skills! Xuanyuan Killing Stick!"

He Hao suddenly jumped up, and the long stick in his hand turned into thousands of solid stick shadows, covering the sky of the entire battle room in an instant. He Hao twisted his waist in the air, and the long stick in his hand smashed down on Wu Fan overwhelmingly!

This move was extremely powerful and had an extremely wide range, leaving Wu Fan no room to dodge.

boom! boom! boom!

I saw sticks all over the sky, like big brooms, beating wildly where Wu Fan was standing, causing the ground to tremble violently!

At this time, Wu Fan had already been swallowed up by this terrifying stick shadow!