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

"Then do it yourself."

Wu Fan is not the kind of person who is easily manipulated. He has to deal with a wicked girl like Meng Luoxi who scratches her a lot but refuses to do it.

The best way is to leave her alone and ignore her. In the end, she will come up to him, bother him and beg him...

"You are so boring."

Meng Luoxi casually tore off the restraints on her body. After getting off the operating table, she stretched her whole body and moved her somewhat sluggish limbs.

"Summon your spiritual weapon and let me see it."

Wu Fan still kept in mind the strange change of the spiritual weapon yesterday, and immediately asked Meng Luoxi to summon the spiritual weapon for him to have a look.

Uh-huh!

Meng Luoxi grabbed the void with one hand, and she pulled out a long knife glowing with golden spiritual pressure.

"It is indeed a golden SSR..."

"What was the quality of your original spiritual weapon?"

Wu Fan looked at Meng Luoxi and asked. He was a little unclear whether the quality of the transplanted spiritual weapon had anything to do with him.

"The quality of my original spiritual weapon was SSR level, but I don't think this mutation has anything to do with the spiritual weapon I awakened before."

Meng Luoxi said affirmatively.

As the adopted daughter of the previous Seventh Saint, she was carefully selected by the other party. In addition to her appearance, IQ, and emotional intelligence, she is also very talented.

"And the quality of the mass-produced spiritual weapon is determined by the quality of the spiritual weapon of the provider, so under normal circumstances, my new spiritual weapon should also be an N-level quality weapon."

"That should be related to that blood-red spiritual pressure."

He had seen this blood-red spiritual pressure once when he awakened.

It was morning when he woke up. Wu Fan thought it was the sun rising. The morning light produced a prism effect through the refraction of the atmosphere, scattering the sunlight into colorful light, and then he accidentally saw the red color.

"But now it seems that the blood-red spiritual pressure is obviously not the scattering of light, but actually exists."

Then this matter is even more strange. His spiritual weapon is obviously only N level and has gray-white spiritual pressure. How can it emit a blood-red light?

While Wu Fan was thinking, Meng Luoxi suddenly said:

"Could it be a second awakening?"

"Second awakening?"

Meng Luoxi thought about it for a while, thought about the possibilities carefully, and then said to Wu Fan:

"For example, is it possible that when you first awakened, you had both a first awakening and a second awakening at the same time?"

"White spiritual pressure is the state of your first awakening, and red spiritual pressure is the state of your second awakening?"

Wu Fan thought about this possibility carefully. Although the chance was extremely small, the probability of it happening was not impossible.

"Then when you mass-produced and copied the spiritual weapon, you separated a part of your power, and it was this small part of the power that allowed me to awaken the SSR-level spiritual weapon."

The more Meng Luoxi talked about it, the more mysterious it became, and she felt that this was the truth of the incident.

"its not right."

"All the information only mentioned N-level white, R-level blue, SR-level purple, and SSR-level gold. Blood red was never mentioned."

Wu Fan's grades in cultural classes were very good, and he didn't need to master high-end knowledge to classify the quality of spiritual weapons.

"hehe..."

Hearing Wu Fan's words, Meng Luoxi chuckled, and then looked at Wu Fan with the eyes of a giant panda, as if he had won a 10 billion lottery ticket.

"Wait, what's your look like..."

Wu Fan felt that the other person was like a monster looking at Tang Monk, wanting to eat him and become immortal.

"There are some things that are destined not to be known to the general public. For example, there is actually another level above the golden SSR level."

"There is still one?"

In fact, Wu Fan had already made a guess in his mind, but after hearing Meng Luoxi's confirmation, he was still a little excited.

"After you entered Huaxia Martial Arts University, did you occasionally hear about the Imperial Armed Forces Family and the Martial Arts Holy Land?"

"Those legends live in an independent world opened up by powerful ancestors, have thousands of years of foundation, and are so powerful that the Chinese government can only suppress them but cannot eradicate them."

"Do you know why they are so confident?"

Meng Luoxi said to Wu Fan as if she was reminiscing or thinking:

"Because those Imperial Armed Forces families and martial arts holy places have spiritual weapons left behind after the death of their ancestors. The strength of those ancestors is so great that they are infinitely close to [immortality]."

"When they fail to attack immortality, some will choose to smelt their own bodies, use themselves as sacrifices, and refine their own spiritual weapons. In the end, the people die, but the spiritual weapons remain."

"These spiritual weapons are not only powerful, they are even rumored to have their own thoughts. They are strategic-level existences. Once used, mountains and rivers will be changed, stars will fall, and martial arts will be wiped out. They are respected by the world..."

"Jidao Emperor Weapon."

"And those who can cultivate to the level that can impact immortal existence all have the highest level of talent that humans can possess, and the quality level of their awakened spiritual weapons is also the highest."

After Wu Fan heard Meng Luoxi's words, his suspicion became more obvious.

"Could it be...?"

"That's right, the predecessors of those spiritual weapon embryos that can be sacrificed and refined into the ultimate imperial weapons are ones with red spiritual pressure..."

"SP level!"

After being stunned for three seconds, Wu Fan began to digest this series of news.

"So, the color of the Supreme Court's ruling, the Million-Slayer Medal of the Demon-Slaying Team, and the red-faced saint of the cult are all red. Is this the reason?"

"If there is no other explanation, that should be the case."

Meng Luoxi answered with certainty. After all, she had much more information than Wu Fan, and felt that this should be an agreement between all parties.

"Then wait a minute..."

Wu Fan pondered for a moment. He did not doubt what Meng Luoxi said, but he still had some doubts about some small details.

"You said red is SP, right? So what does this have to do with blood red?"

"Well..."

Meng Luoxi covered her forehead. She found this question difficult to answer, because it was exactly the same as "You arrested Lu Xun, what does it have to do with me, Zhou Shuren?"

"Red and blood red, aren't they the same color?"

"It's still a little different. The red color is darker, while the blood red color is brighter." Wu Fan recalled it carefully and found that the two were indeed somewhat different.

"The two of us have never seen a real SP-level spiritual weapon. Maybe the colors are actually the same?"

Meng Luoxi felt that Wu Fan was too particular about details. Anyway, she now treated Wu Fan's spiritual weapons as SP-level spiritual weapons.

"Whether my spiritual weapon is SP level or not, I'll tell you after we collect more information."

Wu Fan felt that things might not be what Meng Luoxi said, but there was no point in continuing to argue about this topic, so he simply stopped the topic, and the two immediately talked about what they should do in the future.

"You made such a big noise, have you figured out how to end it?"

After hearing Wu Fan's experiences along the way, Meng Luoxi felt that he really looked like a monster (a kind of complimentary word).

"Actually, I thought about it before setting off."

Wu Fan is not the kind of person who has no brains. Before he made the decision to leave Huaxia Wuhan University, he had already thought of a way out. He took out the U card containing the "Monster Awakening Project Phase 3 Data" from his arms. plate.

"You're thinking?"

Meng Luoxi covered her mouth and looked at Wu Fan in surprise, thinking that he wanted to...

As a result, just when Meng Luoxi started to fantasize, Wu Fan suddenly stood up and said in a sonorous and powerful tone:

"I want it..."

"Send it to the country!"