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

"Wu Fan."

"Wait a moment."

Wu Fan put the ring away, and just when he was about to get up and leave, Bai Huansheng suddenly stopped him.

"Before you are completely involved, go back and think about whether you should go to Guangfu or not."

"Although Lao Xia is a little timid, he is right about one thing."

"You are just a student of Wuhan University, not a ruling by the tribunal. You have no responsibility for investigating the case, and no one has asked you to do anything."

"Now that your final exams are over, you can stay in the Imperial Capital or Tianfu for a leisurely winter vacation, and then celebrate the New Year with your family and friends amidst the festive sound of firecrackers and fireworks, listening to "Unforgettable Tonight"."

After hearing Bai Huansheng's advice, Wu Fan showed no flinch on his face and said calmly:

"No one really asked me to do anything."

"But if I just feel that these things have nothing to do with me just because I am not a warrior of the Judgment Institute and do not have the responsibilities that come with my professional status."

“So to what extent can people be insensitive and self-interested?”

"Do we have to learn from those refined egoists who pretend to be righteous on the surface, but in fact, they are silent collectively when they really want to do something?"

"If I really have such thoughts, then the person standing here today is not Wu Fan, but someone else."

Wu Fan looked at Bai Huansheng and said:

"so..."

"I'm going to say something that I don't like!"

"I'm going to do things I don't like!"

"I will never act like a bystander under the guise of being a good person, thinking I am smart!"

Bai Huansheng sighed. He felt that Wu Fan was a little too idealistic.

But he also expressed understanding, because this is exactly what the other person of his age would believe.

"Does truth and justice matter?"

"For the strong, truth is the knife that pierces the enemy, and justice is the tool that wins people's hearts."

Wu Fan no longer stayed, he turned and walked out of the conference room door, but before leaving, he said to Bai Huansheng:

"Truth and justice may not be important to some people."

"But to me, they..."

"Exceptionally important."

How could Wu Fan not know that Bai Huansheng thought he was too ideal and thought he was young and hot-blooded?

Wu Fan also expressed his understanding of this.

Because for Bai Huansheng, he may have never experienced such a thing in his life, such as having his grades secretly changed in an exam that can determine his fate.

"If you need to seek justice yourself..."

"Then there is no justice at all."

...

Imperial City International Airport.

An Airbus A380 aircraft bound for Guangfu Baiyun Airport is parked on the runway.

Wu Fan was sitting by the window, holding a top-quality spiritual stone in his hand, closing his eyes and absorbing the spiritual energy from it.

"The spiritual pressure is already 200,000, and it has just reached level 45."

"This speed is quite fast. It will only be about 2 months until the end of the national competition."

Although his training resources have been exhausted, Wu Fan now has four golden star rings, and his training speed is more than 10 times faster than ordinary warriors with N-level spiritual weapons. He also took this time to compress his spiritual pressure.

"But Guangfu's economy is very developed, so it should be easy to make money."

Just when Wu Fan was practicing and thinking about something, a strong pushing feeling suddenly came from behind.

The wheels slid quickly on the runway. In less than 5 seconds, the aircraft was climbing forward, and the cabin formed an acute angle of 15° with the ground.

It didn't take long for the plane to pass through the clouds, enter the stratosphere smoothly, and begin to fly south quickly.

"Dear passengers, the total flight time of this flight is 3 hours and 27 minutes, please..."

"Dear passengers..."

Although it was his first time to fly, Wu Fan had always been in a state of cultivation and did not pay too much attention to the outside world.

After all, for warriors, as long as they reach level B, they can fly in the air.

The plane departed at 10 am.

Flying from the imperial capital to Guangfu, you have to pass through Jizhou Province, Dongshan Province, Su Province, Zhejiang Province and Ganzhou Province. At this time, the flight Wu Fan and the others were on had already flown through Zhejiang Province and reached the boundary of Ganzhou Province.

"Ganzhou Province, although it used to be known as the province with the least sense of existence, has also been brilliant in the past."

"The hometown of the number one scholar, the cradle of ancient imperial officials, and its provincial capital is also a heroic city..."

"But what recently made it lose its sense of non-existence is the high betrothal gift..."

Xia Boyu was chatting with a subordinate in blue clothes. When he talked about the bride price, he said with a happy face:

"My wife only wants a gift of 280,000 yuan from me. You must be envious."

"Wow!"

"Brother Xia, your wife really loves you so much, and the bride price is only 280,000!"

Just when Xia Boyu was about to tell everyone how he caught up with his wife, his eyes suddenly froze and his tone suddenly changed.

"Sure enough, it's here!"

The plane was flying at a speed of Mach 0.75, and right in front of its route, a thunderous black cloud suddenly appeared!

Boom!

Thunder roared and clouds rolled.

A pair of scarlet eyes emerged from the dark clouds, and then a terrifying thousand-meter sword energy cut through the surging clouds and slashed towards the plane!

"Split the air!"

"Dragon Control Sword!"

"Sky Halberd!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the moment when the sword energy was slashed, three purple-clad judges from the Judgment Office teleported out of the cabin, summoned spiritual weapons, and resisted the terrifying sword energy together!

Bang!

Wu Fan only heard a dull loud noise in the cabin!

Then I saw one of the purple-clad judges falling towards the ground at a super fast speed, and the blood spurting from his mouth drew a straight line in the air!

"So strong!"

Except for Xia Boyu, the other two A-level Ziyi Judgments had been blown away, and this was only the first blow from the opponent.

"It shouldn't be Transcendent A. If it were a Transcendent A Grade warrior, the sword just now could kill all three of us."

"That should be a senior A-level advanced warrior."

The span of A-level warriors is very large. From 1 million to 5 million, they are all called A-level. Therefore, A-level warriors are also divided into early A, medium A, and high A.

"Roar!"

Suddenly there was a loud roar from the depths of the dark clouds, the thunderous black clouds suddenly dispersed, and a tall humanoid creature appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

His appearance was similar to the Minotaur monster Wu Fan had seen before, but its face was more human-like than Wen Hongxi's Minotaur monster.

With scarlet eyes, jet-black skin, steel-like eight-pack abs and a strong body, it looks oppressive to the naked eye.

Moreover, it has a pair of big demon wings on its back, and it is carrying a big sword that is almost as long as its body!

"Awakening the monster!?"

Just when Xia Boyu was shocked, he saw the awakened monster's eyes flashing red and opening its mouth towards the plane Wu Fan and the others were flying on!

That is...

The roar of the monster!