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

"Boss, the opponent is too fierce, we can't stand it at all!"

Above the main city, a classmate with burnt skin and torn clothes grabbed Yan Leisheng's clothes tightly, shouting with tears in his eyes and an angry look on his face. Then he crooked his neck and let go of his hands, and passed out.

Snapped!

Yan Leisheng slapped his hand on the highland city wall. At this moment, he finally understood what the advantages of Huaxia Wuhan University were.

That is, with Wu Fan and other top warriors as the core, after forming a single point of breakthrough to kill through the camp, the large forces behind will pounce on them.

The average students from Huaxia Wuhan University participating in the competition were actually not very strong. They were almost the same as Bingcheng Wuhan University and even had some weaknesses. Therefore, at the beginning, Yan Leisheng thought that the overall strength of Huaxia Wuhan University was not that strong.

But when Wu Fan exerted his strength, Bingcheng Wuhan University's front row couldn't stop him at all.

Wu Fan's body-protecting spiritual pressure is so thick that it makes people desperate. The key is to break through the defense with a knife. He caught the warrior of Bingcheng Wuhan University with just one knife to kill a kid.

It doesn’t matter that he has strong defense and high penetrating power. What’s more important is that this person’s speed and pursuit ability are also abnormal. What about the seamless forward slash? Just give him a pedal and he can be surrounded by hundreds of people. You can go in and out seven times, and you can also take a shower and change clothes.

boom!

Just when Yan Leisheng was sighing, the light blue energy protective shield of the main city suddenly trembled violently.

"drink!"

Under the high ground, Wu Fan was seen holding a long knife, and the spiritual pressure around his body gathered into a storm.

"Blade Storm!"

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

The tornado blade formed by countless spiritual pressure particles collided with the city's protective shield. The collision of spiritual energy between the two created a large number of sparks.

"Warning! Warning! The energy of the protective shield drops too fast! Current remaining: 97.28%!"

"Current remaining: 96.17%!"

"95.29%...!"

The wind waves caused by the tornado were more than 20 meters high, and the impact range exceeded 50 meters. Every second that passed in the main city of Bingcheng Wuhan University, the energy of the protective shield was reduced by 1%.

Just as Wu Fan was attacking Jinfang's city protective shield, two psychic turrets that were three times larger than the protective towers outside the city suddenly lit up.

Like the light prism tower in Red Alert, rays of light light up from the base, and then converge into countless energy reflectors on the head.

A B-class psychic turret with one-third the power!

Buzz...

Uh-huh!

Two golden light beams with a diameter of half a meter shot toward Wu Fan, one from the left and one from the right!

Wu Fan didn't dare to be careless. The energy levels of B-level were between 300,000 and 1,000,000. However, the national competition did not go crazy and use million-level ones, but only used 300,000-level ones.

Therefore, the energy level of the B-level psychic cannon in this exchange competition is only 100,000, which is equivalent to a full blow from a peak D-level warrior!

"snort!"

Wu Fan's anger sank in his Dantian, and he snorted a low sound from his nose. The spiritual pressure in his body flowed crazily, and three bright star rings lit up behind him!

Bang! Bang!

Two beams of light hit Wu Fan's body, and there was only a dull sound. Wu Fan's body slid back along the ground for nearly 30 meters, and two deep scratches were pulled out on the ground.

After getting out of the attack range of the psychic turret, Wu Fan actually jumped up from the ground with his body intact.

"Fuck!"

Yan Leisheng and Huang Yuanci were stunned when they saw this scene.

But what they didn't expect was that Wu Fan actually slapped his butt and came to kill him again!

boom!

"Three thousand thunder knives!"

"Three thousand thunder knives!"

The long knife in Wu Fan's hand turned into thunder and lightning, and he slashed three times in one second on the city's protective shield. The energy of Bingcheng Wuhan University's city protective shield dropped again.

Bang!

At this moment, the two psychic turrets attacked again, and Wu Fan was pushed back more than 50 meters. This time he did not fly out of the attack range, and then two more beam cannons came.

boom!

Just hearing a click, Yan Leisheng felt like he heard the sound of nature, because this crisp sound was the sound of Wu Fan's protective spiritual pressure breaking.

When everyone thought that Wu Fan had no body-protecting spiritual pressure and was finally going to calm down for a while, they didn't expect that he would continue to kill with a long knife.

"Three thousand thunder knives! Three thousand thunder knives!"

Wu Fan slashed at the city's protective shield with one knife after another, just like a cold tower-demolition machine.

Depend on!

Your body-protecting spiritual pressure is gone and you still dance like this! ?

Do you think these two B-level psychic towers are just decorations? Although it is a weakened version, the power is still there, right? Please respect me, please! ?

boom!

The two psychic turrets seemed to be roaring, and two red-gold beams roared in. Just when everyone thought Wu Fan would be seriously injured, Wu Fan's body in contact with the beams turned into transparent golden light.

clang!

After two terrifying energy beams hit Wu Fan's Immortal Gold, they instantly turned into two bright balls of spiritual pressure particles and dissipated in the air.

"hiss!"

At this moment, not only the ordinary Bingcheng martial arts college students gasped, but even Yan Leisheng, Jiang Xue and others were the ones with their mouths hanging open.

"I knew that there was a guy in Huaxia Wuhan University who took advantage of all the freshmen resources in the school this year, and I also knew that he might be a powerful pervert, but I didn't expect... that he would be so outrageous!?"

Yan Leisheng said, holding his shoulder that was broken by Huang Yuanyu last time. He felt that the old injury was about to recur just by watching Wu Fan attack the protective shield.

"Hurry up and call back everyone on the upper and lower roads!" Seeing that the energy of the city's protective shield was declining at an abnormal speed, Yan Leisheng hurriedly shouted to his commander-in-chief.

But it's too late.

With Wu Fan able to resist two psychic towers with huge output, hundreds of warriors from the Huaxia Martial Arts University behind him also began to unleash crazy output on the protective shield!

The energy of the protective shield began to fall crazily at a rate of 3% per second. Because this was not the main game, there was no [Invincible Order] and [Repair Order], so Yan Leisheng and the others could only watch the color of the protective shield. It started to become lighter and lighter.

"Stop them!"

The top and bottom roads were rushing back frantically, and Yan Leisheng led the last 30 or so people to jump off the high ground of the city wall and fight their way out of the protective cover to buy time.

Unfortunately, as soon as they stepped out of the protective shield, they were seriously injured by the aftermath of dozens of martial arts attacks that attacked the protective shield!

"No!

Finally, when the top and bottom roads of Wuhan University in Bingcheng finally rushed back to the main city, they happened to see the scene where the city's protective shield was shattered!

"The exchange competition is over, Huaxia Wuhan University wins!"

The referee's deep voice resounded throughout the snow-capped mountains and valleys. Yan Leisheng lay in the snow with his eyes blank. It only took 15 minutes from the second tower in the middle to the protective shield being shattered.

The failure came so fast that the sadness had no time to catch up and only his brain was still running. At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him.

"If the power of the psychic tower increases in the main game, we shouldn't be able to dismantle it so quickly." Wu Fan stood in front of Yan Leisheng and said objectively: "You are very strong. I look forward to meeting again in the national competition."

After Wu Fan finished speaking, he gradually walked away in the snow with the wooden knife in hand, leaving only a blurred back figure covered by the wind and snow.

"Really are..."

Yan Leisheng smiled bitterly, but the disappointment in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"I don't want to meet you in the main game."

...

After the exchange competition, this short-term special training is coming to an end.

After summing up the process of this exchange competition, learning lessons, and carrying forward their strengths, everyone from Huaxia Wuhan University will take the high-speed train back to the imperial capital.

And just when they were about to return to the imperial capital.

One night, a large group of boys including Fang Tianxun, Ling Xiaolu, Guan Yuan, etc. suddenly entered Wu Fan's dormitory. Wu Fan, who was practicing on the bed, looked at the strange expressions on the faces of these people and couldn't help but become wary, so he Asked cautiously:

"You came to me so late..."

"anything?"