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

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

Five long swords appeared behind Zhao Bukong. The hilts were solid turquoise, but the sword bodies were transparent light blue.

Five long swords soared into the sky from behind him and merged into the clouds. When they reappeared, they had transformed into 50-meter-tall spiritual giant swords!

Five giant swords were arranged in five corners, and a huge sword array with a diameter of more than 500 meters was drawn out with Zhao Bukong as the center!

"What!?"

Xu Fengshuang, who was floating outside the Qilin Tianxuan Sword Formation, suddenly felt like she was being pulled into the sword formation by a powerful force!

Like her, there are more than 500 students from Huaxia Wuhan University who are about to evacuate from the big demon's lair.

"ah!"

"Ahhh!"

The five huge spiritual swords are like the eyes of the formation. Small spiritual swords are constantly falling from the sky in the sword formation, falling straight on the earth like thousands of meteors, attacking everyone in the sword formation indiscriminately.

Poof!

A spiritual sword fell from the sky and directly penetrated the body-protecting spiritual pressure of a freshman at the Chinese Martial Arts University. Then another sword fell, and the freshman turned into a white light and was teleported out.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

From Zhao Bukong appearing to pulling out the sword formation, to everyone turning into white light, it only took a blink of an eye!

"Breaking through the air!"

Qin Shaoshang raised the big sword in his hand, and after charging for 2 seconds, he slashed out a huge 40-meter-long sword energy at the Qilin Sword Formation!

boom!

The sword energy collided with the sword formation, but the sword energy was strangled into pieces by the invisible field!

"It's useless. None of you can get out until the sword formation is over." Zhao Bukong held a long sword in his hand, and five small spiritual swords vaguely appeared behind him.

His figure flashed and appeared in front of Xu Fengshuang, and he slashed with the long sword in his hand.

"Spiritual Nine Heavens!"

The five spiritual swords instantly lined up in a row and shot out at the same time like sharp arrows. Xu Fengshuang wanted to use her body skills to dodge the attack, but when she transformed into an afterimage, she was surprised to find that Zhao Bukong had struck this blow. ..

He actually ignored her body-protecting spiritual pressure and attacked her body directly!

"Absolute harm?"

Xu Fengshuang is no stranger to this kind of attack, because every time she fights with Wu Fan, the opponent can break the shield with one strike.

Therefore, she knew that when faced with this kind of attack, she must not confront it head-on. The best way was to use her body skills to avoid it as much as possible.

"Martial skills! Li Xian looks at you three times!"

Xu Fengshuang transformed into three afterimages, and like a shadow clone, he simultaneously pulled out a full moon with the feather blade in his hand. The golden energy wings flapped and turned into a bright stream of light to kill Zhao Bukong.

"it's useless..."

Just when Xu Fengshuang was using martial arts to deal with it, Zhao Bukong's voice came over, and the five spiritual swords in his hand penetrated three afterimages in an instant.

"Smart Nine Heavens is a small-scale attack, and it is sure to hit."

Poof!

Xu Fengshuang's lower abdomen was hit by two transparent spiritual swords, and blood spurted out immediately. Zhao Bukong took this opportunity to get in front of Xu Fengshuang and stabbed her chest with one sword!

Bang!

This time, there were no five spiritual swords from Jiutian Jiutian, and Zhao Bukong's sword was blocked by Xu Fengshuang's body-protecting spiritual pressure.

However, Zhao Bukong had advanced to become a C-level warrior in the first round of the national competition. After another three weeks of training, it was no longer as simple as entering C-level for the first time.

After Xu Fengshuang withstood the sword, her body was at a strange angle and she kicked Zhao Bukong.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The long spear-like spurs stabbed Zhao Bukong's shield continuously with strong wind. Although he did not break the defense, Xu Fengshuang had already pushed the opponent away nearly 10 meters.

"Roar!"

At this moment, an ancient ferocious beast jumped from a distance, and Luo Xianhe came at him like a tyrannosaurus, his iron fist already gathering infinite power.

"Shadowless Fist!"

Luo Xianhe punched out, and his fists instantly turned into dozens of fists, hitting Zhao Bukong overwhelmingly like countless extra hands out of thin air!

At this time, Zhao Bukong was kicked back by Xu Fengshuang, and his body was not yet stable, so he could only block with his sword.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Like a wooden stake hitting a big iron bell, Luo Xianhe felt as if all his fists were hitting an iron wall.

Bang!

When Luo Xianhe's attack came to an end, Zhao Bukong also punched out. Luo Xianhe raised his hand to block but was punched to the ground!

"When everyone is a talented elite, the gap between C-level and D-level is highlighted."

Hong Qitong, the president of Southwest Wuhan University who had not spoken yet, said in an old voice: "Zhao Bukong has the ability to make a comeback in adverse situations. Anyone who dares to underestimate us will pay the price."

While he was talking, he was staring at Jiang Baolin from Jiangcheng Wuhan University.

"You, Jiangcheng Wuhan University, should be glad that we didn't get drawn into District H, otherwise with your strength, I'm afraid you would have stopped in the top 16 this year."

"hehe..."

Jiang Baolin chuckled. Everyone is a habitual pretender. They can't be frightened by just two or three sentences, right?

In the arena, after Zhao Bukong punched Luo Xianhe to the ground, he clasped his ring finger and little finger with his right thumb, and pointed his index finger and middle finger straight at Xu Fengshuang in the distance!

"Hundred Swords Technique!"

Zhao Bukong raised his sword finger, and a cone-shaped sword light flew out from his fingertips. It became bigger and bigger as it flew towards Xu Fengshuang, and gradually formed a group of cone-shaped swords composed of hundreds of spiritual long swords!

Seeing the hundreds of flying swords flying with the power of breaking through the air, Xu Fengshuang's face was solemn, the spiritual pressure on his body exploded and the feather blades spread out, and he flapped his wings in front of him without retreating.

"Sudden rain and violent waves!"

Countless metal feather blades were also like Zhao Bukong's Hundred Swords Technique, hundreds of sharp blades piercing the air and killing Zhao Bukong.

clang! clang!

In mid-air, the spirit long sword and the air-breaking feather blade collided together. The sound of metal clashing was heard all of a sudden, and countless sparks and spiritual pressure particles were scattered.

And just when everyone thought they were evenly matched, Zhao Bukong pointed his sword at Xu Fengshuang again!

Instant!

The second Hundred Swords Technique!

"Don't even think about it!"

Luo Xianhe slapped the ground and instantly stood up. Using this force, he hit Zhao Bukong's chin with a Shenglong Fist!

This time, Zhao Bukong didn't make any defense at all.

clang!

Luo Xianhe's punch with terrifying power did not break his defense!

Uh-huh!

Zhao Bukong's Hundred Sword Art instantly penetrated Xu Fengshuang's feather blade, and countless streams of light penetrated Xu Fengshuang's body, shooting her into a sieve, and her combat uniform was dyed red with blood.

"how so!?"

Luo Xianhe looked at his fist in disbelief. It was impossible for Huang Yuanyu of the Imperial Martial Arts University to receive a punch from him head-on without anything happening! ?

After dealing with Xu Fengshuang, five illusory spiritual swords appeared behind Zhao Bukong again, and then he took advantage of Luo Xianhe's shock.

"Spiritual Nine Heavens!"

The defense-breaking sword cuts out again!

"In the Qilin Sword Formation, the damage I receive will decrease as the number of warriors in the formation increases."

Zhao Bukong looked at Luo Xianhe who was slowly falling to the ground. The long sword in his hand shook and the blood stained on the sword was swung away!