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

The junction of Qinxi Province and Sichuan Province.

"law!"

The one-horned horse king stepped on its front hoof and stopped on a cliff. Starting from Ziwu Road in the Qinling Mountains, it encountered more than 10 waves of tribunals chasing and intercepting it. It ran for three days and nights in a row, forcing Wu Fan to Sent to the border of Qinxi Province.

Snap!

Sweat dripped down its mane, and the muscles all over its body began to twist irregularly like cramps, as if there were a few lice in a tomb robbery novel that specialized in burrowing into the human body.

"Give."

Wu Fan took out a top-grade spirit stone from the mask space and stuffed it into the mouth of King Rhyhorn. The original promise was to give him a top-grade spirit stone, but Wu Fan was not a stingy person, and the other party risked a huge amount of money. It was indeed quite interesting to carry him for three days and three nights against the danger.

The one-horned horse king jumped three feet high on the spot in excitement, spinning clockwise and counterclockwise several times like a dog biting its tail.

"law!"

Then, the one-horned horse king neighed, Li Huo raised his hooves, and ran towards the direction he came from without looking back. He is a free wild horse, and he is now going back to the Qinling Mountains to find his fellow tribe members.

The big demon alarm in Qinxi Province was lifted the day Wu Fan left Qinling Mountains. The big demon seemed to have a sense and disappeared after realizing that the thing he was looking for had left here.

The Qinling Mountains returned to normal the next day, and the escaped monsters also returned to their habitats one after another.

In this incident, in addition to the governor of Qinxi Province being beaten by a big demon, the adjudication office was thrown into a panic, the demon-slaying team and military warriors were held in a crisis drill, and the warrior hunters made a small profit. Otherwise, it didn't have much impact.

While watching the One-Horned Horse King go away, Wu Fan also cast his gaze beyond the cliff.

"call..."

He took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally, because once he left this cliff, he would leave Qinxi Province and enter Sichuan Province.

Starting from the imperial capital, he is now about to return to Sichuan Province and Tianfu. The original 10-hour journey by train has taken him nearly 20 days.

The reason why he chose to leave the Imperial City was because Wu Fan wanted to personally confirm whether his father had joined a cult. Because this kind of matter concerns family members, no matter how much others swear, no matter how authoritative others are, no matter whether others have thrown evidence in your face. , don’t believe them easily.

This approach does not mean that you should act like a fool, knowing that you are convinced in your heart, but still have to bite the bullet and perform the so-called personal confirmation, like a pretentious drama queen, and the whole world is calling me to pursue the so-called truth.

Rather, I truly don’t believe it from the bottom of my heart, and I don’t believe anyone except myself, because the truly important truth must be seen with one’s own eyes, heard with one’s own ears, and confirmed in person!

"Qinxi Province has already used space blockade, and Sichuan Province, which is the headquarters of the Ninth Judgment, wonders if the Ninth Judgment will take action personally?"

A borderline Transcendent A-level warrior wants to deal with a C-level warrior. Not to mention that such a situation will happen, just thinking about it is ridiculous, after all, this person is a high-ranking red-dressed judge who can crush a C-level warrior to death. It's as easy as crushing an ant.

"but..."

"What if it really happens?"

There is always someone better than you in this world, so what should you do if one day you have to face him?

Is it to grovel on the ground and cry bitterly, begging others for mercy?

Or should you stand up straight and look at the opponent levelly? Even if you lie on the ground with only one breath left in the fight, you still want to use your last breath to spit spit in the enemy's face?

"Even if I'm just a fish on someone else's chopping board, I have to take a breath and turn into a stinging pufferfish. Even if I eat it, I will worry about being poisoned because it's not killed cleanly enough."

Wu Fan clenched the alloy sword in his hand without any fear in his heart.

Even if he dies, he will cut off one of the opponent's fingers. Even if he can't cut off the finger, he will cut off a piece of nail. Even if he can't cut off a piece of nail, he will still tear out a hair!

Uh-huh!

He jumped from the cliff on the border of Qinxi Province and jumped into Lizhou, the northernmost A-level city in Sichuan Province!

"The end of the world in an instant!"

Wu Fan's body stepped on the cliff, just like jumping off the high platform during the national competition, his body turned into a meteor and headed towards the Jiange in the south of Lizhou!

Anyone who enters Sichuan must pass through Jiange in the south of Lizhou, and Jiange has a very famous pass, Jianmen Pass.

Moreover, in the long history, Jianmen Pass has never been attacked frontally, which shows its strength, danger and importance.

"The turbulent waterfalls are noisy, and the cliffs turn into rocks and thousands of valleys are filled with thunder."

This is the scene written by the ancient poet Li Bai when describing the difficult road to Shu. He also described how easy it is to defend and difficult to attack the Jianmen Pass where one man is in charge and no one can open it.

Of course, it was impossible for Wu Fan to pass through the Jianmen Pass. He planned to take a detour to the Qingjiang River in Lizhou, swing from the cliffs on both sides of the river mouth, and then follow the waterway into the Fujiang River where Fucheng is located, thereby entering the hinterland of Sichuan Province.

"who!?"

And just when Wu Fan walked through the forest and picked leaves to find the river closest to the other side, he suddenly found a cult warrior wearing a black robe and a blue mask standing on the other side of the river bank a hundred meters away!

Boom!

A bolt from the blue suddenly sounded in Wu Fan's head!

The familiar figure opposite, the person who wears a cult mask even during the day and risks being discovered by the ruling, comes to see him...

Who else could it be if it wasn't Wu Neng?

Bang!

Wu Fan made a big jump and jumped from the cliff high in the river. His body was like Lu jumping on a horse over Tanxi River. He flew across the hundred-meter-long river and hit the opposite river bank like a cannonball!

Seeing Wu Fan flying over, the cult warrior wearing a blue mask on the opposite side also ran towards Wu Fan in two steps at a time.

"Wu Fan..."

Just when this cult believer called Wu Fan's name with the unique sound of a cult mask.

boom!

An iron fist suddenly hit this cult warrior!

boom!

Wu Fan can now even beat an A-level purple-clad Judgment, and it is easy to beat a blue-faced believer of a cult who is over level 50.

"drink!"

Wu Fan's punch had no martial arts skills and was full of emotions. He punched the blue-faced believer directly in the stomach!

"vomit!"

The blue-faced believer hugged his belly and hunched up weakly, like a cooked river shrimp. There was a retching in his throat, and even the gastric juice was vomited out!

"Lao Biden!"

"Punch me again!"

Wu Fan didn't wait for the opponent to recover, and grabbed the opponent's collar again, punching the mask one after another, and kicking one after another!

"Stop...stop!"

Wu Fan didn't really kill him, he just wanted to beat the guy in front of him!

"Depend on!"

"You old bastard, do you know how much trouble you've caused me!?"

Wu Fan was like in the Xingye movie, beating and kicking the cult warrior in front of him, and even jumped up and stepped on him a few times!

Uh-huh!

Wu Fan clenched his fist with five fingers, gathered spiritual pressure in his right hand, and punched the unconscious cult warrior in front of him who had been beaten!

"Weakened version!"

"Cun Jin opens the sky!"

boom!

Wu Fan punched the cult warrior's mask, and the originally very hard blue mask was directly cracked open by this punch.

Click!

Half of the mask slipped off the face of the cult warrior, revealing the face below that had lost its dreams. When Wu Fan saw the face of the man under the mask, his fist that was about to fall again suddenly stopped. Come down...

Wu Fan unclenched his fist, grabbed the collar of the cult warrior with both hands, and asked in a puzzled tone:

"This cult warrior friend, can I ask you a question?"

"that..."

"Who are you?"