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

The light beam of Jie Tianzhi is like a signal tower in the dark night, attracting the attention of people from the four prefecture-level cities of Hanzhong, Shangluo, Chencang, Jinzhou, and west, east, north, and south.

In less than 10 minutes, the Qinling Mountains where Wu Fan and Wang Qi were fighting were surrounded by various teleported A-level warriors.

"Where are the people!?"

One of them, Ziyi Judi, came from Jinzhou. As soon as he arrived, he found warriors from various tribunals lying on the scene of the battle.

"Stop asking!"

"Hurry up and save people!"

A middle-aged man with a serious face injected his whole body's spiritual pressure into Wang Qi's body on the ground. If Wu Fan were here, he would be able to recognize it. This is the purple-clad Judgment He who he met in Chencang City during his previous summer mission. powerful.

"What's wrong with Wang Qi?"

"Is this someone's headshot!?"

In an instant, 5 or 6 purple-clad adjudicators gathered around him. At this time, Wang Qi's forehead felt as if a hole had been punched by an electric drill, penetrating from his forehead to the brainstem at the back of his head.

Wang Qi's situation was very dangerous. If these A-level experts hadn't used spiritual pressure to keep him alive, he would have been brain-dead in less than 3 minutes.

"call..."

After spending a lot of spiritual pressure, He Qiang and the others finally waited until the medical warriors arrived.

"well..."

"Even if we are rescued from this situation, our martial arts realm will remain stagnant for more than half a year, and it may even leave a psychological shadow." Xu Qiang, the purple-clad judge in Shangluo City, sighed and said.

"Boss, I told you a long time ago that Wu Fan was killed from the imperial capital. Why do you keep treating him as an ordinary C-level warrior?" The deputy Zhou Xiaoding secretly complained in his heart. This group of greasy middle-aged A-level warriors Judgment, there is always a kind of foolish and mysterious confidence.

"This is so fucked up!"

When Wu Fan pulled out a fish scale-sized blade from his waist, blood was already flowing all over the cave.

Just as a few people were talking, there was a sudden fluctuation in the sky not far away, and several adjudication warriors wearing golden uniforms came out of the void.

Arrest first and then try again. If there is any problem, then sentence it. If there is no problem, just bow and apologize formally, say sorry and that's it. Isn't this what people with the power of life and death often do in some places?

"I wonder if Wu Fan is not like a desperado. Judging from his behavior, the fighting is forced. Do you think that if the Ninth Judgment General Administration had talked nicely from the beginning, would things have become serious? Simple?" Shangluo City is very close to Yuzhou Province, and Xu Qiang has not heard of any casualties.

"what to do?"

Because the incident happened suddenly and there was no solution at all, Wu Fan even forgot to use quantum reconstruction to heal himself. When he came to his senses, the spiritual pressure in his body had dropped below the lifeline. Wu Fan subconsciously wanted to use quantum reconstruction to heal himself. Take out a top-quality spiritual stone from the space and bring it out for emergency.

"This time, I will take action together with several other Jin Yijue. We will never give Wu Fan any chance to escape."

With the backing of the state machine and the legal authority to use violence, how would you speak up when facing a powerless, weak D-rank warrior?

Wu Fan suppressed the sound of coughing with all his strength, fearing that the coughing would attract monsters and that the ruling would discover him.

No anesthesia, no painkillers.

"Not even close..."

For Wu Fan, this is the worst situation, and it is also a predicament that he cannot break out of with his current ability.

"Space blockade!?"

"I heard about the reason. Tianfu City had the evidence that Wu Fan's father had joined a cult, so they wanted to arrest Wu Fan and go back for interrogation. But it turned out that Wu Fan was not a soft persimmon. He just picked up a knife and killed him in Yanjiao, the imperial capital. The ruling from Tianfu has been dealt with." Ziyi Judgment from Jinzhou City also joined the group chat. His name is Cui Hao. He and He Qiang and Xu Qiang were all admitted to the adjudication office in the same batch. He is a veteran.

Hearing what their boss said, He Qiang and the others sighed inwardly. Not to mention arranging space blockades, 360-degree retracted searches, and even the Golden Cloak Judgment, it seemed that Wu Fan was really going to have trouble escaping this time.

Unexpectedly, I got it...

"hiss..."

"Wang Qi was close to death. If he hadn't been treated in time, he might have died heroically." Jinyi Judgment from Chang'an City said:

speak nicely?

At this moment, Wu Fan suddenly felt something was wrong. With his weak perception and the familiar feeling, he discovered that the spiritual pressure particles in the surrounding air were no longer circulating.

"We cannot tolerate unstable factors like Wu Fan continuing to do evil outside, so after our overall research, we decided to arrange a space blockade on Ziwu Road in the Qinling Mountains, trap Wu Fan in this area, and then gather Hanzhong, Chencang and other prefecture-level The power of the city, coupled with Chang'an's side, shrank inward with a 360° encirclement, completely turning Wu Fan out of the Qinling Mountains."

Four star rings shined behind Wu Fan, and the purple star ring restored the spiritual power consumed in the body at the fastest speed, because he had used quantum reconstruction once before in the battle with Wang Qi, and he had been using the Sky-cutting Finger and Escape. In an instant, the spiritual power in his body was not enough to use quantum reconstruction for the second time.

"Ahem..."

Wu Fan bit half of a top-quality spirit stone in his mouth and picked out 5 or 6 broken knife fragments from his arms, chest, and abdomen. Some of the blades not only penetrated the flesh, but also penetrated into the bones and were buried in the internal organs.

These words sounded awkward to them.

"Well..."

He Qiang, Cui Hao, and Xu Qiang were stunned for a moment, feeling guilty as if they were caught fishing at work by their boss. Then they realized that Wu Fan's incident had escalated again.

Even if you say you are apologizing, you are being polite. If you are not innocent and you are detained for an extended period, and then in order to avoid being held accountable, you are convicted even if you are not guilty, and you are sentenced to a few years of probation in the end, you are considered a kind person.

"Um?"

Although he was covered in blood, Wu Fan still gritted his teeth, pulled out a new long knife from the mask space, pierced the skin, and peeled out the fragments of the long knife that Wang Qi had shot into his body piece by piece.

After all, these days, anyone who kneels down and shouts, or makes a tactful suggestion without even asking for a response from the gentleman, is considered a warrior.

Deep in the Qinling Mountains, in a cave.

He Qiang had a good impression of Wu Fan. Wu Fan had risked his life as an undercover agent in Chencang City, destroyed a cult laboratory hiding in the suburbs, and uncovered an A-level cult apostle.

"It's useless to say this now. Wu Fan injured more people along the way than some cult saints. Moreover, he also destroyed many important facilities and equipment along the way. He has already received a [prefecture] level disaster bounty. Even if it wasn’t guilty at first, it’s now stacked up.”

Wu Fan had experienced this feeling when he was in Yangcheng, but he did not expect to experience this kind of treatment again in the Qinling Mountains of Qinxi Province.