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

"It's open! It's open!"

At 8 o'clock in the morning, at a certain Wuhan University, a group of students crowded at the entrance of the library, as if they were college students trying to get a seat during the final exam.

Although the real situation is not for review, it is almost the same.

A tall young man rushed to the staff, slapped his student card on the table, and shouted:

"Exchange me for a copy of "Four Elephant Sword Techniques"!"

"Damn it! You want to borrow all four knives by yourself? What a dream!"

"Teacher, I don't want a complete set of Four Elephant Sword Techniques. Just find me a copy of "Three Thousand Thunder Swords". I heard that Brother Fan's training order is thunder, fire, wind, and earth!"

This person has obviously done his homework.

"Give me!"

"Give me!"

"There are ten sets in total, don't grab them!"

Ping ping bang bang bang!

In the library, in order to learn the "Four Elephant Sword Techniques" used by Wu Fan as soon as possible, students from Wuhan University even hit their heads on the wrong side!

This is not only true for this Wuhan University, but also for all Wuhan University across the country, regardless of whether they use knives or guns.

"You can't use the Three Thousand Thunder Swords, but you can also use the Three Thousand Thunder Spears, right? I heard that Brother Fan also used One Ball Burning Sky and Three Thousand Thunder Chopsticks!"

Warrior High School even urgently included "Three Thousand Thunder Swords" as one of the required course materials!

Not only was the library packed with dough, but there were more people who couldn't even squeeze through the door. At this moment, a thin boy wearing glasses was looking at a man in front of him who was wearing a Tang suit and Hanfu, with an immortal style. of elderly people.

"Little classmate, I see that you have amazing bones and are a unique martial arts prodigy."

"I have a few martial arts skills here. After you practice them, you can suppress the emperor's family and the geniuses of the martial arts holy land with your hands, and become immortal!"

As he spoke, this old man with an immortal spirit took out many paper Kung Fu secret books from his arms, arranged them like a fan, and pinched the roots like playing cards.

The techniques include: "Four Elephant Sword Techniques", "Stepping forward to cut", "So close to the end of the world", "Slashing the red pupil", etc...

"Hey! Little classmate, don't leave. I also have a secret book at the bottom of the box. Seeing that I am destined to you, I sold you 10 low-grade spiritual stones."

Seeing the bespectacled student turning around to leave, the immortal old man carefully took out a martial arts secret book from inside.

"Wow!!!"

After seeing this secret book of exercises, the bespectacled boy only felt that a bright golden light was emitting in front of his eyes, because the name of the exercise book the old man took out was...

"The world is cut with one sword"!

...

Since Huaxia Wuhan University won the championship in the national competition, it officially awarded 3 million credits to all freshmen in the school!

Not only that, in the future allocation of training resources, Huaxia Wuhan University will account for 35% of the total amount!

"Three million credits!"

"Not even 500 points will be allocated to each of us!?"

At this time in the forum, the freshmen at Huaxia Wuhan University were already going crazy. You must know that they did not have 300 credits in the first half of the year!

"Tsk, are you thinking too much?"

"These 3 million credits are given to other participating team members, and then distributed by the participating team members."

"Have you forgotten about the battle at the South Gate? Although Wu Fan got a large part of the credits afterwards, look who he gave them to? Aren't they still his classmates in the Qianlong class?"

"So I advise you not to dream. The greater your hopes, the greater your disappointment."

...

Just when the discussion on the forum of China Wuhan University was in full swing, there was the office of the president of China Wuhan University.

"Student Wu Fan, you performed the best in this national competition. The competition team specially gives you an additional FMVP award."

"Thank you, Principal Zheng."

As the principal of China Wuhan University, Zheng Qiang is a genuine Transcendent A Grade warrior, and he is even close to reaching the critical point.

The spiritual pressure range of an A-level warrior is: 1 million-5 million

The spiritual pressure range of a Transcendent A Grade warrior is: 5 million-20 million

"You don't have to worry. The application that was promised to reward you with the [Great Wilderness True Seed] spiritual core has been submitted. The review is just a formality, and it is expected to be approved soon."

Zheng Qiang picked up a white enamel teacup in front of him and took a gentle sip.

"Thank you, principal."

To be honest, Wu Fan never expected to get the golden spiritual core after winning the championship from the beginning. He thought it was a pie drawn by the school for him.

"Thank you for what? You cut out this spiritual core with one knife and one knife. You are worthy of this spiritual core." Zheng Qiang said with a smile.

After talking about the golden spiritual core, Zheng Qiang's face suddenly became serious. He looked at Wu Fan and said, "Summon your spiritual weapon and show it to me."

Wu Fan was still guessing what skills the fourth star ring would awaken, but after hearing Zheng Qiang's words, he hesitated for a moment, squeezed the void in his hand, and a rusty and broken long knife appeared in his hand.

During the competition, Wu Fan's long sword was shattered and almost disintegrated because he used his natural martial arts twice in a row within half an hour!

"Um?"

Zheng Qiang, who was originally looking serious, became even more solemn when he saw the dense cracks on the long knife.

"Your spiritual weapon is seriously damaged. I estimate it will take more than three months to fully recover."

"You should not use spiritual weapons within these three months. If you use it forcefully and the sword breaks into pieces, it will at least affect your cultivation foundation, and at worst, you will explode on the spot."

"During the three months while the sword is being repaired, you can exchange it for an alloy sword for temporary use."

"Remember?"

Principal Zheng's suggestion was very pertinent. Wu Fan knew that the other party cared about him, so he nodded and responded: "I will remember it."

"Haha, don't just think about training and fighting. You also have to go out and play with little girls occasionally. When you are a teenager, don't behave like an old man."

Zheng Qiang patted Wu Fan on the shoulder and continued:

"The rewards of the national competition are of course not only a golden spiritual core, but also 1 billion in cash, 100 top-quality spiritual stones, and three A-level martial arts."

"In addition, the school will also give you rewards, such as direct selection quotas for the headquarters of the Judgment Office and the Demon Slayer Team. When you are a junior, you can directly join the headquarters of these large organizations."

"There is also free study. You don't have to follow the school's curriculum. If you want to go out to practice, you can go out and practice. If you want to practice in the dormitory, you can practice in the dormitory."

"More importantly, the school also plans to reward you with two A-level martial arts skills."

Zheng Qiang's words made Wu Fan stunned. Golden spiritual core, A-level martial arts, hundreds of millions in cash, top-quality spiritual stones...

This is about to take off for the second time! ?

...

While Wu Fan and Zheng Qiang were talking in the office, the headquarters of the Ninth Arbitration Office was in Tianfu City, Western Shu.

A wanted notice was placed on the table of the golden-robed adjudicator. In front of him stood more than a dozen purple-robed adjudicators and a group of blue-robed and white-robed adjudicators.

Jinyi Judi looked at the time, and then waved to everyone:

"Arrest team, dispatch!"

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

A group of powerful Judgment Force warriors disappeared instantly, leaving only a wanted notice at the scene, which read:

"Cult warrior..."

"Wu Fan!"