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

"Wu Fan is out of luck."

Some students watching the battle said that they thought they would not be able to escape such a powerful attack, let alone Wu Fan, who was lower than them.

However, Qin Shaoshang and others looked at the field with interest.

"interesting."

Xu Shiyi sat quietly in the corner. The competition in the first group he was in was very fierce. Xu Fengshuang and Wenren Youyue directly pushed him to third place, thus losing the qualification to compete for the captain.

"Tsk, interesting."

He originally wanted to challenge Wu Fan, but now there was only a playful smile on his face.

"It should be almost done."

Zhang Zhibai and Mo Qingwu stood side by side, as if they had stepped out of a fairy scroll.

As soon as his words fell.

I saw a flash of sword light suddenly appearing in the shadow of the stick in the sky.

Like a flash of lightning in the dark night.

"cut!"

The overwhelming long red sticks suddenly stopped beating, and the entire battle room once again became its original spacious appearance.

The afterimage disappeared, and Wu Fan still stood on the same spot, with the long knife hanging by his side, as if it hadn't moved at all. But if you look carefully, you can see Wu Fan's slightly chipped blade...

Bleeding.

Plop!

He Hao suddenly felt a lightness in his body, and then his knees softened, and he could only half kneel on the ground with his hands on the ground.

"vomit!"

Just as he was about to speak, a large amount of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth and abdomen.

Wu Fan walked to He Hao with a long knife in hand, and said calmly without any sarcasm:

"Your credits belong to me."

After saying that, the long knife in Wu Fan's hand turned into little spiritual pressure particles and returned to his body.

Just when Wu Fan was about to turn around and leave the battle room, his foot was suddenly grabbed by someone.

"I...ahem...I haven't given up yet!"

He Hao struggled to get up, but because his injuries were too serious, he couldn't stand up at all.

Looking at He Hao's stubborn eyes, Wu Fan stopped and turned around.

"If you can stand up on your own within 10 seconds, I will leave you 5 credits and let you stay at the training base for 5 days."

Shen Zishuang said before that 1 point of credit is consumed every day at the training base, and for He Hao, who was seriously injured, 5 days was the last possibility to continue.

Hearing Wu Fan's words, He Hao let go of Wu Fan's feet, put his hands on the ground, and tried desperately to stand up from the ground.

"10..."

"9..."

He Hao pounded the ground with his hands, his eyes were red, and the spiritual pressure all over his body exploded, almost causing turbulence.

Just when Wu Fan was about to count to 1, He Hao suddenly used force and actually stood up from the ground.

"1."

Wu Fan didn't speak, just patted He Hao on the shoulder, then turned and left the battle room.

At this moment, the students from the Qianlong class who had seen the whole process outside the court looked at Wu Fan with completely changed eyes.

Recognize, admire, acknowledge, appreciate, value...

No one stood up and shouted that Wu Fan was not worthy of being a candidate for captain.

"boring."

Xu Fengshuang folded her arms and leaned against the corner of the wall.

She has an absolute concept of time. Wu Fan paused for the last second just now, so in fact, it took He Hao 11 seconds to stand up.

"Why should a guy like this who can't tell the difference between a king and a king be allowed to stay?" Xu Fengshuang felt that He Hao was asking for it. He was not strong enough and did not realize the gap between him and Wu Fan.

"If it's time to eliminate, just eliminate." Xu Fengshuang has a very aloof temperament. In her opinion, what does other people's affairs have to do with her?

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in Xu Fengshuang's ear.

"The resources for warriors to practice are limited, just like hungry people fighting for food, they have to use their lives."

Xu Fengshuang suddenly turned her head and found that Wu Fan was standing behind her at some point.

"But I never like to steal the food of those who are weak."

Wu Fan looked directly at Xu Fengshuang and said.

"So, who has more..."

"I'll rob anyone!"

snort!

After Xu Fengshuang heard Wu Fan's words, her previously proud and pretty face suddenly became frosty.

Uh-huh!

Four metal feather blades appeared behind Xu Fengshuang. She looked at Wu Fan with burning eyes and said:

"You mean, do you want to compete with me in the battle for captaincy?"

Wu Fan and Xu Fengshuang faced each other tit for tat, attracting the attention of everyone. Just when everyone thought Wu Fan was going to declare a challenge, Wu Fan shook his head and said.

"You don't seem to understand. I said, I will rob anyone who forces you."

"it is a pity..."

"You're not the strongest."

Wow!

Everyone present felt their scalps go numb when they heard Wu Fan's words, especially those students who were in the temporary group. They had seen with their own eyes how ruthless Xu Fengshuang was when killing the pursuing seniors. This was definitely not a character that was easy to mess with.

Before Xu Fengshuang could get angry, Wu Fan looked directly at Zhang Zhibai in the distance.

"Zhang Zhibai!"

"Do you dare to fight!?"

boom!

Everyone was shocked when they heard Wu Fan's words. They really didn't expect that after provoking Xu Fengshuang, Wu Fan would dare to challenge Zhang Zhibai!

"If you choose someone else, you might still have hope of winning."

"But if you choose me, you have no chance."

"Would you like to stop thinking about it?"

Zhang Zhibai said warmly, but if you look carefully, fighting spirit gradually ignited in his eyes.

"Who knows the outcome before fighting?"

"I would rather choose the one ranked highest and lose this game with honor."

"I don't want to choose a weak walker that no one expects!"

Wu Fan's words were sonorous and powerful, and Zhang Zhibai suddenly stood up, with surging spiritual pressure erupting from his body.

"Okay! Your invitation to fight!"

"I took it!"

As soon as Shen Zishuang finished handling He Hao's matter, she saw Wu Fan and Zhang Zhibai dating again.

"Classmate Wu Fan, the process is not like this..."

But Wu Fan and Zhang Zhibai had already entered the battle room.

"Hahaha!"

Luo Xianhe suddenly laughed and said to Qin Shaoshang:

"Brother, let's go!"

When Qin Shaoshang heard Luo Xianhe's words, he stood up happily, and the two entered another battle room.

Xu Fengshuang was provoked by Wu Fan, and now she felt that her anger had reached its peak. She turned to look at Guan Yuan and said, "Do you dare to fight me!?"

"Why don't you dare!?"

As the champion of the National Individual Martial Arts Competition, Guan Yuan is not afraid of Xu Fengshuang at all!

The remaining Mo Qingwu and Wenren Youyue looked at each other. Although the two women were dressed up as very elegant ladies, like the delicate girls in ancient costumes holding the willows against the wall, there were sparks in their eyes when they looked at each other. .

"Well, since you have chosen your opponents, respect your decision." Shen Zishuang touched her forehead and found that it is really difficult to lead a group of geniuses with unique personalities.

At this time, in the battle room where Wu Fan and Zhang Zhibai were.

Zhang Zhibai summoned his spiritual weapon Guqin. At this time, the sunlight was flowing on the Guqin, and the spiritual energy was dense. You could tell at a glance that this thing was extraordinary.

"Classmate Wu Fan, in order to show my respect for you, I will fight you with all my strength."

As Zhang Zhibai spoke, he gently plucked the strings with his fingers, and a long sound came from the piano.

And at the moment when the sound of the piano stirred, not only the battle room...

The entire training base was enveloped by a powerful spiritual pressure!

"Listen to me..."

"One song transforms into the sky!"