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

Wu Fan led hundreds of people behind him to hold up two B-class psychic turrets, smashing the city protective shield of Southwest Wuhan University into pieces with one blow!

"The game is over! China Wuhan University wins!"

Soon, the news that Huaxia Wuhan University defeated Southwest Wuhan University and entered the top eight spread throughout the Internet.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

On the bench, some warriors from Southwest Wuhan University shed tears involuntarily after hearing the news that they had been eliminated.

It no longer matters how much they paid for this game.

Because the impression about Southwest Wuhan University will only remain at the level that they lost to China Wuhan University in the top 16.

Without climbing over the mountain of Huaxia Wuhan University, no one would see their faces, and no one would listen to their stories. Only then did they realize that they were not the protagonists of this feast.

At this moment, an old voice sounded behind them.

"If we lose this year, the worst we can do is start over next year. After all, failure always runs through life. We must learn to face failure and always maintain a winning heart."

Hong Qitong walked out holding a wooden dragon-carved walking stick.

"I believe we can go further next time."

After hearing his words, the frustrated expressions on the faces of the warriors from Southwest Martial Arts University gradually improved, and then were replaced by firm eyes.

"Let's go to the hospital to visit the injured classmates."

Everyone from Southwest Wuhan University, led by Hong Qitong, headed towards the hospital in a mighty manner.

Opposite Southwest Wuhan University is China Wuhan University.

"ohhhhhhhhh!"

At this time, the Huaxia Wuhan University was in jubilation. When they saw that Zhao Bukong was invincible with one person and one sword, they already felt that the game had been lost.

But unexpectedly, Wu Fan took a turn for the worse. With the support of hundreds of people flying kites, Wu Fan directly killed everyone in Southwest Wuhan University!

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

After the referee announced the end of the game, the medic girls behind Wu Fan jumped down from the sky behind Wu Fan.

"Brother Wu Fan! You are so awesome!"

"Brother Wu Fan! What the hell!"

Just when these girls were chattering excitedly around Wu Fan...

Bang!

Wu Fan's stern face turned extremely pale in an instant. A second ago, he pushed Wudi's body sideways, and suddenly thousands of blood mist exploded!

The spiritual pressure quickly dropped to a freezing point and could disappear at any time.

"What's going on here!?"

Before anyone could react, Wu Fan turned into a white light and disappeared!

"It's the backlash of power."

Mulan Jin walked out of the viewing room. She watched the entire game.

"Shen Zishuang told Wu Fan before that this tactic has been used before, but in the end it failed because it was too heavy on the body."

"ah!?"

Hearing her words, the medic girls present expressed surprise, because when Wu Fan dragged them to fight, his heroic state didn't look like he was overloaded at all, right?

"well..."

Mulanjin sighed.

“With a heavy responsibility, a heavy weight seems to be light.”

"He just didn't show the heavy burden. Even Zhao Bukong's Qilin Sword would break after enduring such a large amount of spiritual pressure, let alone people."

"Wu Fan is carrying our Huaxia Wuhan University into the top eight in the country."

And at this time...

Wu Fan's body was soaked in a healing potion jar full of spiritual power. The already weak spiritual pressure on the meter was infinitely close to a straight line.

...

At another viewing area, there were more than 10 young warriors sitting, and the leader among them was the chief representative of the Magic City Martial Arts University—Qu Xiaoyu!

"chief?"

After the match between China Wuhan University and Southwest Wuhan University, Qu Xiaoyu stood up with a serious look and walked away alone. His deputy captain Yue Qianshan and the people around him quickly followed.

Modou Wuhan University made a very confident decision in the round of 16, letting its chief representative Qu Xiaoyu serve as a substitute in order to preserve its strength and strive to defeat Huaxia Wuhan University in the top 8.

"Brother Xiaoyu~"

At this moment, a girl wearing a gray suit and short skirt walked up to Qu Xiaoyu. She was tall and beautiful, with a pair of straight and slender legs standing together without any gaps. She was wearing a pair of small brown leather shoes and had a handsome face. Smiling.

Uh-huh!

For such a beauty who could be called a school belle, Qu Xiaoyu walked past the girl without even stopping for a moment.

"What's wrong with him? Is he feeling unwell?"

The girl asked with some confusion. Even though Qu Xiaoyu ignored her like this, she was still his little crush.

"We just watched the match between China Wuhan University and Southwest Wuhan University. Brother Yu may feel stressed. He is not like this usually."

Yue Qianshan made a slightly apologetic gesture to the girl, and then followed her.

"Huh? Besides Ye Chanxin from the Imperial Martial Arts University, who else can put pressure on Brother Xiaoyu?"

After the national competition began, students from various Wuhan universities who did not participate in the competition were not idle. They imitated Jianghu Baixiaosheng's weapon list and created a national Wuhan University warrior ranking.

Among them, the top ten are:

1. Ye Chanxin - Imperial Wuhan University

2. Qu Xiaoyu-Modu Wuhan University

3. Qingtian Longshuai-National Defense University

4. Mulholland Drive-Pearl Wuhan University

5. Liu Daoxiong-Jinling Wuhan University

6. Yuan Fengming-Jiangcheng Wuhan University

7. Su Yuyao-Nanjiang Wuhan University

8. Sun Xiaolai-Wuhua University

9. Zhao Bukong-Southwestern Wuhan University

10.Chu Tianyuan-Northern Xinjiang Wuhan University

This ranking has a total of 100 places, but Wu Fan from China Wuhan University is only ranked 38th.

However, with the end of the battle between China Wuhan University and Southwest Wuhan University, this ranking will be updated soon.

...

The border of northern China is filled with smoke.

A young man covered in wounds was wearing a tattered combat uniform, sitting on the dusty battlefield ruins and looking at the sky.

With trembling hands, he took out a cigarette from his arms and put the cigarette butt into the remaining flames of the incendiary bomb...

Snapped!

But before he could take a sip, he was slapped away by a middle-aged man wearing a military uniform next to him.

"You're still young, don't get addicted to smoking."

"Uncle, I'm an adult."

The young man curled his lips and said helplessly.

"Not even when you are an adult. Warriors absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Cigarettes are turbid air. When inhaled into the body, your spiritual pressure will become mottled and turbid."

The middle-aged warrior talked non-stop like a father educating his son.

The young man's scalp was numb after being told by the warrior uncle, so he simply stood up, wiped the dust from his butt and walked towards the distance.

"Don't you just say a few words and then leave?"

Seeing the young man walking further and further away, the military warrior uncle asked:

"Where are you going?"

The young man replied without looking back:

"Go to the game."