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

"The escape game of playing house is over."

Meng Fei stood empty at the entrance of the tunnel, his exquisite purple adjudication uniform rustling in the cold wind.

He didn't use any martial arts, just relying on pure spiritual pressure, he made the high-speed train seem to brake instantly!

laugh!

There was violent friction between the wheels and the rails. Amidst the sharp and ear-piercing sound, the rear carriage jolted wildly, tore off the 30-centimetre-thick coupler, derailed, and crashed into the mountain wall next to it!

"Ahhh!"

"Help!"

Frightened shouts came from the carriage that was thrown out. Several ordinary people wearing dirty and ragged work clothes were rolling up and down as the carriage was swaying.

They were workers who went to load coal outside the imperial capital. The work was already hard. If it wasn't for a living, who would go out to work on a bone-chilling snowy night?

But they never expected to encounter something like this. Not only did they not make any money, but their lives were probably on the line here. Just when a few people were desperate.

Bang!

Just hearing a dull sound, the heavy carriage stopped in mid-air. Wu Fan tightly hugged the large iron block weighing more than 60 tons with both hands and stepped firmly on the ground. The huge momentum and inertia made him sink. Almost half a meter deep!

"snort!"

"put on a show!"

Seeing this scene, Ziyi Judgment Meng Fei snorted coldly. He waved his sleeves, tore open the space and instantly moved to Wu Fan!

Bang!

Wu Fan, who had just put down the carriage, was slapped out by Meng Fei. His body flew upside down and hit the mountain wall behind him, creating a small tunnel!

"Genius? That's the extent of his strength."

He had witnessed the previous battles between Wu Fan and Judgment in Bai and Lan. It wasn't that he couldn't take action, but that he thought Wu Fan was not worthy of him.

After all, he is the purple-robed adjudicator of the tribunal, a superior A-level expert. Letting him take action against an ant who has just entered C-level is simply killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.

"Lin Dong, as a B-level warrior from the Judgment Institute, can't even beat a student who just left school!?"

"It will totally disgrace our Ninth Judgment Office!"

"A waste of cultivation resources and a waste of the country's cultivation!"

"waste!"

Meng Fei glanced at Lan Yi Judgment, who had just been defeated by Wu Fan, with extreme dissatisfaction in his eyes. Just when he was thinking about kicking him out of the team when he returned, a sudden sound came from his ears!

"Call others useless?"

"Then I want to ask you, that slap on my face just now..."

"Does your hand hurt!?"

Meng Fei turned his head fiercely, grabbed the long alloy knife that Wu Fan chopped off in his palm, and then pulled it hard!

Click!

Just listen to a crisp steel sound!

The A-grade alloy long knife in Wu Fan's hand was cut into two pieces directly from the middle!

"You are suspected of joining a cult, and now you are openly attacking the Judgment Warriors. I have the right to kill you on the spot!"

Meng Fei's tone was cold. The moment the so-called power came out of his mouth, his arrogance and indifference to other people's lives were fully demonstrated.

"Stop putting such big hat on me!"

Wu Fan's eyes were filled with anger, and his anger could no longer be suppressed after he left school!

"Are you only allowed to attack me and not allow me to resist?"

“Have you been wrongfully accused and persecuted without even a chance to defend yourself?

"Just because you are wearing colorful dog skins, do I have to clean your neck and let you chop it off?"

Wu Fan threw away the broken knife in his hand, pulled out a new alloy long knife from the void and pointed it at Meng Fei.

"Only slaves from more than a hundred years ago would do this!"

Hearing Wu Fan's words, Meng Fei's eyes shone coldly. This tone, this behavior, this thought?

"OK!"

"And you said you're not a cult warrior!?"

boom!

"One sword burns the sky!"

"Cun Jin..."

Boom!

"You claim to be a righteous party, but you treat me with arrogance and scrutiny, even though I have never done a single bad thing that is harmful to nature!"

"Open the sky!"

"Because I was told on TV, in school, and in textbooks that the warriors of the Tribunal are just, great, and kind."

"Do you know why it snows so heavily in the Imperial Capital?"

"They are fighting on the front line with the cult warriors to protect us, and they are guarding us in the darkness and carrying our burden forward."

"Because of the heavy snowfall in the Imperial Capital..."

"Just to bury you!"

Meng Fei's whole body flew out backwards, penetrated the tunnel, and smashed into the interior of the thousand-meter-high mountain!

"Unaware guy!"

"You may not know that my childhood dream was to join the Judgment Chamber."

"I have many ways to deal with cult warriors..."

"So, as long as you tell me properly from the beginning, things won't develop to this point?"

"Your strength is very good..."

Just when Meng Fei looked at Wu Fan with a dead look in his eyes, an extremely huge force condensed in Wu Fan's left fist. Wu Fan's muscles tightened and a loud crunching sound was made between the bones.

"But you didn't..."

A punch that nearly tore apart the space hit Meng Fei's chest, causing the protective spiritual pressure to deform violently. The terrifying spiritual pressure particles were as powerful as atomic explosions, and hundreds of thousands of explosions occurred in an instant!

"You will definitely be able to survive for a long time then!"

Meng Fei, who had just regained his composure, was knocked back by Wu Fan's punch before he could stand up. The terrifying punch force drove his body through the rocks of the mountain like an electric drill, and directly broke through the mountain on the other side and flew away. come out!

Although he was not injured at all, the feeling of humiliation was about to explode him!

Meng Fei didn't listen to a word of Wu Fan's words. He only had one thought in his mind right now: The A-level expert from his majestic Judgment Office, Ziyi Judgment, was actually being held down and beaten by a small C-level warrior! ?

Bang!

"you!"

In the dark night of heavy snowfall, a blade of fire shot straight into the sky, like a flash of fireworks, tearing open the lightless darkness. The temperature within a kilometer radius rose sharply, and the calf-deep snow melted instantly!

"A-level martial arts!"

As soon as he said these words, he saw Wu Fan holding a long knife high in his hand, and a pillar of light ripped through the darkness of the night and shot straight into the sky!

The originally extremely solid mountain began to tremble violently from the peak to the foot of the mountain, like a big tree covered with snow in winter that had been kicked. Snow, sand, snow, and mud all fell, causing flying snow and several large avalanches!

The fire knife struck Meng Fei's body-protecting spiritual pressure without even a scratch. The difference in spiritual pressure between the two was so great that even the broken military star ring couldn't be chopped into pieces!

Wu Fan picked up Meng Fei's collar, activated the Ziwei Star Ring behind his back, and used the continuous use of Cun Jin to open the sky, and the spiritual power consumed was restored at several times the speed!

boom!

Meng Fei's spiritual pressure exploded all over his body, and the powerful force directly crushed the mountains, rivers and earth!

As the spiritual pressure beam converged, Wu Fan stared at Meng Fei on the ground and said in a stern tone:

Wu Fan lit up the four star rings behind him and headed towards Meng Fei against the heavy snow that could engulf everything!

"You're looking for death!"