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

"This Asian Warriors Games came to a successful conclusion. Chinese athletes won a total of 383 medals, ranking first in the medal list..." The latest news was being played on the TV.

"Xiaofan, it would be great if I could see you on TV." Wu Neng said while lying on the hospital bed. The doctor said that he was recovering well and that he would be fully recovered in about a week.

The National Freshman Martial Arts Competition is not disclosed to the public every year because it involves the safety of the students. If they perform well in the competition, they may be targeted by cults or overseas organizations and then assassinated. The purpose is to kill the new generation of masters in China. Stifled in the cradle.

"This year's national competition will be reformed. The new rules will be announced after the National Day. I heard from teachers at Huaxia Wuhan University that this year's competition is likely to be broadcast live online and on TV." Wu Fan said from the side: "To When your body recovers, you can come and watch the game."

The two chatted for a while, and Wu Fan looked at the time. The train to the Imperial Capital would leave in 2 hours.

"Dad, I'll leave first."

"Be safe along the way."

After Wu Fan picked up his backpack and left West China Warrior Hospital, a young female nurse walked into Wu Neng's ward.

"so what have you thought of?"

Kang Ting walked to Wu Neng's side, leaned her upper body close to Wu Neng, and said in a seductive manner. As she spoke, she gently pressed Wu Neng's palm with her fingers teasingly.

"Just wait a little longer."

Wu Neng looked out the window with melancholy eyes, quite worried.

...

Going from Tianfu to the Imperial Capital is nothing more than going from one prosperous metropolis to another, more prosperous city. After riding the train for nearly 10 hours, Wu Fan returned to Wuhan University in China.

There were still three days before the end of the National Day holiday. Wu Fan originally wanted to spend more time with Wu Neng, but midway he received a call from Shen Zishuang, asking him to return to school today, saying that he had something important to say.

"Senior, is there anything that we can't talk about over the phone?" Wu Fan just walked into Shen Zishuang's office and found that there were already many people inside.

Not only the captains of the team, Xu Fengshuang and Luo Xianhe, but also Xu Shiyi, Zhang Zhibai, Qin Shaoshang, and even someone who impressed Wu Fan deeply - Zuo Shanxing.

This Zuo Shanxing spiritual weapon is two huge hand axes. During the battle at the South Gate, it increased the thickness of his body-protecting spirit body by nearly 10 times, and was able to withstand Wu Fan for several seconds.

"Wu Fan, you came just in time, everyone is here now."

Shen Zishuang's office is not very big. At this time, more than 20 people were squeezed in, making it very crowded.

"Although I don't know how you spent this National Day holiday, from now on, I hope you will take your heart back, because the date and rules of the national competition have been set." Shen Zishuang's words made everyone present look solemn.

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

Just like the storyboards for each character's eyes in anime, everyone's eyes, including Wu Fan's, became serious.

"This year's national competition is different from any previous ones. You can read the specific rules yourself." Shen Zishuang distributed more than 20 printed documents.

""The Rules and Guidelines for the National Freshman Martial Arts Competition..."?" Wu Fan picked up the document and read it, and his expression became more and more strange the more he looked at it.

"This is...!?"

After seeing the rules of the competition, everyone showed different expressions, some were disappointed, some were excited, and some were confused.

"The opposing Wuhan universities each sent 1,000 students to participate in the battle!?"

"What is this for? A group fight?" Ling Xiaolu said in surprise.

In the past, each Wuhan University sent 5 regular players and 5 substitutes to fight in a one-on-one wheel battle. However, in this national competition, each school will send 1,000 freshmen to participate in the battle!

"The new minister of the Ministry of Education said that the National Freshman Competition should not be a competition for the strongest freshmen across the country, but should be participated by most students. This can not only reflect the true comprehensive strength of a Wuhan University, but also allow all students to participate in the competition. All freshmen have a sense of participation." Shen Zishuang said while holding her forehead. She only saw this rule this morning.

"Then what does the school mean now? What is the purpose of calling us here? And how will the school select these 1,000 freshmen to participate?"

Luo Hou asked after a cursory glance at the rules of the competition. He didn't go home at all during the National Day, but chose to stay in the spiritual energy tower to practice. Although his credits were not as many as Wu Fan's, compared to other freshmen, they were already A huge sum of money.

"Since this is a battle of a thousand people, it is not as simple as personal force. We need to divide the 1,000 people into 5 regiments. Each regiment is assigned a leader and deputy leader to lead 100 people respectively." Shen Zishuang looked at Everyone said: "The candidates for the team leader and deputy team leader will be selected from the Qianlong class and outstanding freshmen."

After hearing this, everyone looked at Wu Fan, Xu Fengshuang, and Zhang Zhibai.

"According to the temporary arrangements made by Vice Principal Mulanjin, the five group leaders are Wu Fan, Xu Fengshuang, Luo Xianhe, Wenren Youyue and Chang Zhengming."

When everyone heard this arrangement, they didn't have any objections to the top four choices. After all, the strength of Wu Fan and others was obvious to all, but what was this Chang Zhengming about? He doesn't seem to be from the Battle Academy yet, right?

"Senior sister, is the position of team leader assigned by the school, or is it something we can fight for?" Qin Shaoshang stood up. Although his body was facing Shen Zishuang, he was speaking to Chang Zhengming.

"Chang Zhengming is a student of the Command Academy. A battle involving thousands of people must be extremely fierce and chaotic. We must have a commander-in-chief." Shen Zishuang said. Chang Zhengming's strength is comparable to that of several Qianlong Class members. In comparison, there is indeed a slight gap, even Guan Yuan and Wang Ye, who are ranked third and fourth in Wu Fan's team, are not as good as them.

But after browsing the information of more than 5,000 freshmen and watching the video of the South Gate Battle, the two vice-principals Mulanjin and Liu Jianghua decided that Chang Zhengming would be the commander-in-chief of the freshman competition.

Chang Zhengming's spiritual weapon is a pair of glasses similar to those of Ultraman Seven. Its spiritual weapon is characterized by strong mental power and the ability to transmit sounds to other people's sea of ​​consciousness regardless of distance, which is equivalent to a spiritual link.

"But for now, this candidate is still tentative. We will make adjustments based on the exchange competition." Shen Zishuang felt that some students were not satisfied with the candidate for the team leader, so she explained.

"Exchange match? Who are you playing against?"

Wu Fan attaches great importance to the exchange competition, after all, it is obtained with training resources.

"This news came very suddenly, so hundreds of Wuhan universities across the country are studying countermeasures at this time, so the Wuhan University that we made an appointment with for the exchange competition is..."

Shen Zishuang looked at everyone, and then said a super important name from her mouth.