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

When Luo Xianhe and Xu Fengshuang fell, the five giant swords nailed around them shattered into a sea of ​​spiritual pressure particles. As a gust of wind blew by, the spiritual pressure particles gradually dissipated in the air.

Some freshmen of China Wuhan University who were trapped in the Qilin Sword Formation and were not eliminated thought they could fight back, but...

Uh-huh!

More than 200 warriors from Southwest Wuhan University suddenly rushed from a distance. The leader was a brown-haired girl with fair skin and a gold bracelet.

Her name is Yang Yanxi, she is the deputy leader of the Zhao Bukong 1st Regiment, and she is also a thirty-eighth D-level warrior!

"Martial Arts! Extreme Sound Phantom Wall"

The girl's whole body was wrapped in spiritual pressure, and the bracelet on her hand shone brightly. The moment Zhao Bukong's Kirin Sword Array disappeared, 24 more white and transparent ice shields rose up around the big demon's lair. A circle was formed, once again surrounding the warriors from China Martial Arts University.

Various inscriptions were carved on the ice shield. Several warriors who wanted to rush out while the Qilin Sword Formation disappeared hit the transparent ice shield so hard that they fainted on the spot.

"Innate martial arts!"

"Soundless illusion!"

Yang Yanxi held the bracelet on her left wrist tightly with her right hand, and then the circle ground surrounded by ice shields was suddenly covered with dark blue inscriptions.

The Huaxia Wu Da warrior who was trapped in the soundless illusion instantly felt that the sounds around him disappeared, as if he had become deaf. He could only watch other people's mouths move, but he could not hear any sound.

"What's going on!? I feel like the spiritual pressure in my body has disappeared!?"

"Damn it! I can't use my martial arts anymore!"

"Star ring? The star ring is getting darker!"

Then, they felt that the spiritual pressure, martial arts, and star rings in their bodies were all sealed, and they felt like they were trapped in the Qilin Sword Formation, with a strong energy intruding into their bodies every second.

"kill!"

Zhao Bukong led his large group of 200 people and began to block the students of Huaxia Wuhan University in the big demon's lair and kill them!

"hateful!"

Luo Xianhe struggled to get up from the ground, but just when he was about to use Fen Tian Jue, Yang Yanxi temporarily blocked his spiritual pressure.

"Roar!"

His face turned red and he wanted to tear open the shackles of the mysterious inscription, but Zhao Bukong couldn't give him a chance to use his native martial arts.

Uh-huh!

A long sword was wiped at Luo Xianhe's neck. Just when the sword blade was about to cut into the cervical nerve and cut off the head, a white light flashed and Luo Xianhe was teleported out by the bracelet.

"Hundred cuts!"

"Two hundred cuts!"

With a shout that resounded throughout the world, there were basically less than 100 people left in the three regiments of Huaxia Wuhan University out of 600 people.

Chang Zhengming had blood pouring from the corner of his mouth. At this time, he was being pushed to the ground and beaten by Yang Yanxi. Even though the opponent was just a deputy captain, his spiritual pressure and melee strength were much stronger than him.

Yang Yanxi first slapped Chang Zhengming on the chest with a double push, and then kicked Chang Zhengming away from the air with a roundhouse kick. Finally, he slashed hard with one leg and stepped Chang Zhengming into the ground.

When Yang Yanxi stabbed him in the head for the last time, he had only one thought in his mind.

"It's over...it's all over!"

At this time, the arena is on the road.

Southwest Wuhan University and Huaxia Wuhan University both have only one regiment on the top road. Southwest Wuhan University has Shentujia from the 3rd regiment, while Huaxia Wuhan University has Wenren Youyue from the 4th regiment.

Shentujia is a tall young man eight feet tall. He has a handsome face and a vigorous look. He holds a thunder feather fan with a red and yellow mysterious light in his hand.

After the game started, he and his team huddled in Tower 1 on the top lane without going anywhere.

At this time, when he heard hundreds of cuts echoing in the arena, a confident smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"This game has basically been won."

...

"pretty!"

"here you go!"

"Zhao Bukong's sword formation was so well drawn! He controlled all three regiments of the Huaxia Wuhan University that were about to retreat!"

"Yang Yanxi's connection was also very timely and directly killed the game!"

Outside the arena, 500 substitute warriors from Southwest Wuhan University cheered fiercely. With the huge disadvantage of losing two regiments in the middle and the Great Demon's Nest, they directly annihilated the three opposing regiments through Zhao Bukong's counter attack. , it was a wave that destroyed China Wuhan University!

"Are we going to stop in the top 16? I haven't played a single game yet."

"What's going on with Chang Zhengming? Doesn't he have a global vision? He should have known that Zhao Bukong was coming!?"

"Do you think he took money?"

"Why do you charge money? He is a waste. It is estimated that the spiritual pressure is too weak and the overall vision cannot be sustained for a long time, giving the other party an opportunity."

Compared with Southwest Wuhan University on the other side, Huaxia Wuhan University's substitute side seemed very impatient and restless. You must know that they were the champions last year. Their worst performance in the past was a national semi-finals, and the rest all entered the finals.

"It's over, I'm going to be nailed to the pillar of shame. From now on, being a Jedi will be a black spot on my resume!"

"Fuck! Now I won't be able to enter the provincial adjudication office!"

"Provincial level? Even the city level is up for grabs. Let's go directly to the county or district level..."

"Don't be anxious. We still have two groups now. We are just at a big disadvantage. We are not destined to lose. I trust Wu Fan, okay?"

"Now I can only believe Wu Fan..."

"Believe in Brother Fan..."

Just when all the martial artists from China Wuhan University have entered the stage of "believing in Wu Fan", what is our classmate Wu Fan doing?

The director of the live broadcast room was obviously very good. After the battle in the big demon's lair, the camera suddenly cut to Wu Fan's side.

And when everyone saw the camera, their eyes almost dropped in shock.

Bang!

Wu Fan punched out, and a humanoid monster nearly 100 meters tall flew out from the opposite side. This monster had double horns on its head, devil wings on its back, yellow and white bones exposed all over its body, and exploding tendons everywhere on its body. . I

What's even more frightening is its terrifying spiritual pressure.

"287792!"

280,000! A C-level monster approaching its peak!

After everyone looked at the map, they suddenly discovered that the area where Wu Fan was located turned out to be the big demon's lair at the Huaxia Wuhan University.

This means that the monster that was punched out by Wu Fan...

It's a C-level demon!

hiss!

Not only the audience was horrified, but even some Wuhan University tutors and counselors who were watching the game took a breath of air, because they themselves were only C-level warriors, not to mention the demon god who was close to the peak of C-level, even a pure-blooded one. They don’t dare to challenge monsters easily!

Of course, Wu Fan did not fight alone. At this time, there were more than 100 medical and warrior sisters standing behind him!

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

The non-stop medical martial arts skills hit Wu Fan's body. He had just fought with the devil and was injured before blood could flow out. He was covered in green light that healed him...

Healed instantly!