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

"198721!"

Nearly 200,000 spiritual pressure!

You must know that the spiritual pressure of a C-level warrior ranges from 100,000 to 300,000.

These more than 100 medical warriors pulled kites, and with an average improvement of 5% per person, they directly added about 100,000 spiritual pressure to Wu Fan!

"Isn't this too perverted? The spiritual pressure has doubled!?"

"Good guy, you've gone directly from the peak of D level to the intermediate level of C level, right!?"

"If a D-level body can withstand the power of a C-level body, he won't be able to last long."

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

At this moment, Wu Fan was like a Super Saiyan, his whole body shrouded in substantial translucent spiritual pressure. He opened his red eyes and looked at Zhao Bukong in the sword formation.

Step on your foot!

Boom!

Hundred-meter-long cracks were kicked out of the fragile ground, and the foundation rock collapsed backwards like a landslide.

Bang!

At a distance of a thousand meters, Wu Fan reached Zhao Bukong in the blink of an eye.

Bah, bah, bah!

The terrifying power flew backwards with Zhao Bukong, and the two of them crashed directly into the black rock mountain of the big demon's lair!

"Ahhh!"

Zhao Bukong wanted to draw his sword to fight back, but Wu Fan pressed the sword against his chest like a bull, and the sword almost cut his neck!

boom!

Zhao Bukong's back hit the mountain hard, and with a sudden landslide, the bodies of the two of them crashed directly into the mountain!

"puff!"

Zhao Bukong spat out a mouthful of blood. The carrier of powerful power was his spiritual weapon Qilin Sword, and the Shushan Sword Formation provided him with the ability to move around, but his own strength was only at the beginning of C level.

Under Wu Fan's life-threatening attack, he had no time to swing his sword!

A bright red light shone from Wu Fan's long knife, and the extremely high temperature burned the surrounding black rock into magma!

"Are you crazy!?"

Feeling the power of Wu Fan's sword that burned the sky at close range, Zhao Bukong's expression changed drastically. In such a narrow space inside the mountain, if they were struck by such a sword, both of them would be blown to pieces!

But Wu Fan had no intention of stopping, and the fiery red blade turned into a terrifying flame. At the critical moment, under the fear of death, Zhao Bukong struck Wu Fan with a sword!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hundreds of spiritual sword energy hit the transparent Invincible Gold. After a short period of invincibility, the golden light dissipated. The remaining sword energy penetrated Wu Fan's body and strangled his heart, stomach, large and small intestines and other internal organs into one piece. Bloody paste!

boom!

Seen from a distance, the huge mountain looks like several tons of mines were buried in it, and it explodes instantly like a pangolin digging up Calabash Mountain!

A large amount of fire popped out from the exploded mountain. These sky fires spread around along with the cracked rocks, like meteorites falling from the sky!

boom!

One of the molten fireballs with a diameter of 30 meters hit the camp of Southwest Wuhan University. At this moment, everyone was borrowing swords. If it was hit, at least a lot of people would be killed or injured!

"drink!"

Li Shuanghua, leader of the 5th Regiment of Southwest Wuhan University, stood alone in front of the huge lava fireball with an ice blue spear in his hand!

"Ice Soul Spear Technique!"

"The art of forbidden curse!"

"Full Moon Formation!"

The fight between Wu Fan and Zhao Bukong was between gods, and Li Shuanghua couldn't interfere at all. The only thing she could do at this time was to block the meteor shower for everyone!

After being blessed with a bunch of martial arts skills, the last C-level warrior from the Southwest Martial Arts University raised his gun and jumped towards the fireball coming down with the power of heaven!

"Innate martial arts!"

"Purple Frost White Dragon Spear!"

The tip of the ice blue spear was shrouded in a burst of frost, and Li Shuanghua stabbed the spear into the rocky fireball.

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

The moment the tip of the gun collided with the rock, a white spot appeared on the contact surface, and this white spot appeared three times in an instant!

One shot and three strikes!

Double inner strength!

Although Li Shuanghua only stabbed once on the surface, he actually carried out three attacks!

Click!

Under Li Shuanghua's attack, the fireball that landed at super high speed stopped strangely in mid-air.

The next second, fine cracks appeared at the location where the tip of the spear hit, and then the cracks continued to expand. The huge lava fireball with a diameter of dozens of meters turned directly into powder and exploded in mid-air!

"call..."

Li Shuanghua exhaled a breath of turbid air from her mouth. At this time, her hand holding the gun was trembling slightly, but before she could take a breath, she was horrified to find...

Another boulder flew towards them!

"Ah..."

Li Shuanghua smiled decisively. She did not retreat and continued to rush towards the flying boulders. Even if she died here today, she had to ensure that Zhao Bukong's sword-borrowing state was not interrupted!

...

Bang!

After the mountain exploded, Wu Fan and Zhao Bukong were instantly engulfed in flames!

"Ahhhhh!"

In the flames, Zhao Bukong raised his spiritual pressure to the limit, and the cracks on the Kirin sword were already all over his body!

call!

The mountain wind blew away the flames, revealing two blackened bodies inside.

Uh-huh!

Under the treatment of hundreds of kite shakers, Wu Fan's seriously injured body was slowly recovering.

"Are you going to lose?"

Zhao Bukong was lying on the ground covered in charred black. The spiritual pressure and vitality in his body were constantly dissipating, and he was afraid that he would be teleported out soon.

"We can obviously reach the finals..."

"Damn it, is it still too weak?"

On his deathbed, a revolving door flashed before Zhao Bukong's eyes. In order to live up to everyone's expectations, the windy, rainy, bloody and sweaty training scenes appeared in front of him one by one.

"Hey, don't you hear your sword howling?"

At this moment, Wu Fan's voice brought Zhao Bukong back to reality.

"My sword is howling?"

Zhao Bukong turned his head with difficulty to look at the Qilin Sword stuck on the ground. At this time, it was on the verge of collapse because it had withstood too much force.

"It's my fault, I'm too weak."

Seeing his own spiritual weapon broken into pieces like this, Zhao Bukong hated himself even more for being weak.

"Putting all the pressure of a sudden increase in strength on a spiritual weapon, do you think this is what a warrior should do?"

Wu Fan stood there and said to Zhao Bukong who was lying on the ground. His eyes were very sharp, like a sharp knife piercing Zhao Bukong's heart, drawing blood!

"Stand up like a warrior."

"If you lose, you must lose with a smile..."

"You must die standing!"

Wu Fan held a long knife in his hand and stared at Zhao Bukong.

"Die standing..."

Zhao Bukong suddenly gritted his teeth, grasped the hilt of the long sword tightly with one hand, and stood up from the ground with difficulty.

boom!

Zhao Bukong shared half of the spiritual pressure on the Qilin Sword, and a terrifying spiritual pressure was transmitted from the Qilin Sword to Zhao Bukong!

The sword's heart is clear!

Man and sword unite!

This kind of behavior is very handsome, but the price is very high. The moment he received spiritual pressure, all the blood vessels and flesh and blood in Zhao Bukong's body exploded randomly, and balls of blood dyed him into a bloody man!

"hey-hey..."

Zhao Bukong looked at Wu Fan. The two looked at each other and charged at each other at the same time. The moment they met, a pillar of spiritual pressure blasted into the sky with the two of them as the center!

The terrifying spiritual pressure not only affected the entire arena, but also caused quite a stir on the entire island!

After a long time, the light dissipated, and Zhao Bukong and Wu Fan separated from each other, back to back.

At this moment, no one spoke.

The next second...

Zhao Bukong turned into a white light and disappeared on the spot!