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

A dark purple star ring appeared behind Wu Lingxiao. The deep color was different from the ordinary lavender, with a faint hint of black light.

"One approaches the star ring activated by the demon's great demon spirit core!?"

Although the Demon God Great Demon is not rare, it is not that common either. Moreover, because there are many young warriors from aristocratic families, the Demon God Arch Demon's spiritual cores are in short supply.

Many young warriors from warrior families face a very difficult choice, either to downgrade their level, or to choose to advance with the spiritual core of a demon-blooded ferocious beast.

If you choose to level up, you will face the situation of lagging behind your peers. Just imagine that in a big family with fierce competition, others are already C-level, and you still stay at D-level to compress spiritual pressure for the spiritual core of a demon god. When each other's martial arts, combat skills, and spiritual weapon talents are similar, the one with a higher level must have an advantage.

This situation is equivalent to that in a game where you upgrade and change equipment, even if you wear the best equipment with rare entries at level 69, you still can't beat a player with level 100 ordinary equipment. The difference is that Will be killed instantly.

"Roar!"

Wu Lingxiao thrust out a spear, and there was a roar of a tiger!

"Tiger Roaring Sky Spear Technique!"

This was the B-level martial arts skill awarded to him by the military when he obtained the second-class merit this time. Although he was not yet proficient in using it, when he used this marksmanship, he had an indomitable momentum!

Uh-huh!

Wu Fan condensed a long sword from the void and faced it amidst everyone's exclamations.

Clang!

Neither of them used any skills or tricks. The collision of swords and guns in the air produced a continuous sound of metal knocking, and sputtering sparks burst out from time to time.

"The battle begins now!"

At this time, Wu Lingxiao's body was full of energy and blood. Ever since the disaster in Yangcheng, he had not dared to relax every day. Even in the hard training of the army, he still had to practice shooting for an hour every day.

The wind, rain, thunder and lightning never stopped, so that he would no longer be as embarrassed as when he was chased by the cult warriors, and even almost got killed. He also wanted to protect others from being harmed, so he gave up. With the idea of ​​entering the Wuhan University, I entered the military with the talent of SR-level spiritual weapons.

"kill!"

Wu Lingxiao stepped hard with his front foot, and the shouting of killing seemed to carry the momentum of thousands of troops. With only tens of thousands of spiritual pressure supported by this momentum, people felt very shocked.

If you are a person with weak martial arts beliefs, your soul will be shaken by just this shout of killing.

"Tiger floor style!"

He didn't have any reservations with this shot. He didn't even consider whether he could penetrate Wu Fan's body-protecting spiritual pressure. He didn't even consider whether he had a backup plan to avoid damage. What he wanted was this kind of indomitable ability to break through the formation and kill the enemy. momentum!

"After one shot, either the enemy dies or I die!"

Wu Fan has not yet had a bright ring, and his strength is already beyond the reach of Wu Lingxiao, so he has not held back at all!

"Holy shit! Is this kid serious!?"

"Do the two of them have a grudge? They actually used a killing move directly!?"

"Damn it, he didn't drink just now, right? Why does it feel like I drank too much? Damn it!"

At this time, a group of second-generation Wus who were watching were shocked. They thought they were a friendly match between two old classmates, but it turned out to be a life-and-death battle! ?

"I'm going!? Is this person so scared? Why don't you hide away?"

While everyone was sighing at the power of Wu Lingxiao's killing move, they actually saw Wu Fan not dodge, but also burst out with spiritual pressure all over his body, and the long sword in his hand cut out a light blue sword light in the air!

"Martial skills! Three thousand thunder knives!"

Boom!

It was like a muffled thunder exploded in the silent night!

The roaring sound of thunder made everyone's eardrums shake instantly, and then their hearts skipped a beat!

Click!

Wu Fan's body-protecting spiritual pressure was directly torn to pieces, the tiger spear pointed at his chest, and his shirt was torn into pieces by the powerful force before it came into contact.

Just when everyone thought Wu Fan was about to be stabbed into a hole in his chest, they heard a ding!

"Immortal Golden Body!"

The spear was pointed at Wu Fan's chest, and with the tip of the spear as the center, it turned into a golden spirit body the size of a palm. The moment the spear tip touched the golden spirit body, it was like hitting an indestructible iron wall. !

Wu Lingxiao on the other side suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. Wu Fan's long knife pulled out a half-moon-shaped sword light on his chest. The protective spiritual pressure was used. The combat uniform was chopped to pieces by the knife, and a hole appeared directly on his chest. A wound that was nearly half a meter long, and a wave of blood flew out nearly a meter high!

Wu Fan slashed from top to bottom, turned around in less than half a second, and then kicked out.

Boom!

Wu Lingxiao was kicked in the Dantian. Wu Fan's kick was so powerful that at the moment Wu Lingxiao flew backwards, you could even see a spiral airflow.

Bang!

Hearing a dull loud noise, Wu Lingxiao's whole body hit the special steel wall. He actually made a dent of nearly 10 centimeters deep in the 3 to 4-meter-thick yellow-white iron wall!

The whole place was silent for a long time before a sound of breathing came. During this period of time, everyone was so nervous that they forgot to breathe, because Wu Fan's attack was so suffocating that they did not dare to breathe at all.

"call..."

Yuan Shao took a deep breath and quickly called the medical staff at the venue to go up and treat Wu Lingxiao. However, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the seriously injured Wu Lingxiao stood up slowly.

"Brother Fan, that's enough..."

Wu Fan put away his long knife, took out a medium-grade spiritual stone and handed it to Wu Lingxiao, asking him to use the power of the spiritual stone to slow down his injury.

"The reason why you come to me for a spar today is not because I defeated you by blocking the door, but because you want to test my strength and arouse my fighting spirit, right?"

Wu Fan had already experienced it when he used the Tiger Spear Technique.

After hearing Wu Fan's words, Wu Lingxiao said with a serious expression: "Brother Fan, we are all people who have experienced the disaster in Yangcheng, so I hope that every warrior who walks out of Yangcheng will not forget the suffering and work together to Don’t let other people’s hometowns become like Yangcheng, a forbidden place for humans that cannot even be named.”

"However, after coming to big cities, many people, like Chen Mingyang, feel a huge gap in front of larger warrior families and young warriors with more noble status, and thus lose their confidence and belief."

"Others can, but I don't want you to be like them."

Everyone who can become stronger has a very firm and tenacious belief in their heart. Wu Lingxiao and Wang Shuyue are the best comparisons.

Perhaps Wang Shuyue will receive more training resources than Wu Lingxiao, but Wu Fan is certain that if Wang Shuyue does not have the same belief as Wu Lingxiao in the future, then the gap in strength between the two will...

Definitely getting further and further away.