This warrior is too dangerous

Chapter 1 Martial Artist

Ming Lu.

Huadu No. [-] High School.

Class three and three in high school.

The teacher raised his left hand, exposed his palm, and said solemnly: "See clearly, the devil's eye in my palm is a symbol of glory, and it also represents danger and responsibility."

"Tomorrow, you will take the last item of the college entrance examination, the martial arts examination!"

"Some of you will awaken the Devil's Eye, and through it, you will be able to introduce aura and become powerful fighters, but..."

"Some of you will die too."

"As a teacher, I don't ask much of you, come back alive."

The last sentence is unusually heavy.

Fang Qingyun sat in the last row, listening intently.

Looking at the ruby-like devil's eye in the teacher's palm, he showed an eager look like the other students.

That represents strength, power, status...

Hearing the word death, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

After traveling to this world for several years, he is still not used to it.

People in this world take life too lightly.

The college entrance examination will kill people.

OK?
However, the general environment is like this, and no one can change it.

……

This is a tower-like world completely different from the earth... Qingyue World!
It consists of 12 yuan floating land.

Fang Qingyun was born in Minglu, one of the floating lands dominated by the human race.

Human race, martial arts prevail!
All people are martial, respect martial arts!
This is also to maintain the right to speak and even survive under the power of other races!
The cultivation of a warrior needs to absorb spiritual energy through the devil's eye in the palm.

To have demon eyes, you need to go through a dangerous ritual.

It is also the last item of the college entrance examination, the martial arts examination.

The mortality rate is 1%.

It seems not high, but Fang Qingyun learned that more than one million students take the college entrance examination every year.

In other words, at least [-] high school seniors will die.

Live, become a warrior, a man above all others, and be a tender model in the club every day!

Dead... It's all over!
"Ugh!"

"Brother, can you keep me alive?"

Before Fang Qingyun's eyes, only the system he could see emerged.

[Host: Fang Qingyun]

【Strength: 6】

【Speed: 5】

[Physical: 4]

【Spirit: 4】

【Origin: 15】

This is a must for travelers: Goldfinger!

Fang Qingyun called this damn system: the sword of the hanging top.

Also known as the Sword of Damocles.

Because of this system, it will only be activated when facing danger.

such as:

Fang Qingyun had just arrived in this world, was in a trance, was hit by a car and almost died.

When the system starts up, the origin beats 115 times.

There is an extra (+) sign after other attributes.

Just like a game.

At that time, he didn't understand, so he pressed it casually and chose power.

Power really went from 5 to 6.

The origin has disappeared by 100 points.

form the current data.

Afterwards, Fang Qingyun tried many times and finally determined... this system cannot be used.

Acting and falsification can't fool the system, only the real dying!
However, the real dying...

What if he is really dead?
The last time he was hit by a car, he almost lost his life.

"Ugh!"

Fang Qingyun sighed heavily, feeling pained and melancholy.

He understands that this world is full of dangers.

More than [-] people will die in the college entrance examination, and the activation of the system is only a matter of time.

"Brother, except for the great nobles, no one can guarantee that they can pass the ceremony 100%, you should face the reality."

A voice came from the side.

Fang Qingyun glanced at the man.

His best friend and deskmate, Zhao Junhong.

Born into a noble family, the family owns a hereditary territory, worthy of the name the son of the lord's family.

With this identity, he hooked up with many beauties, which made people envy and hate.

Fang Qingyun suddenly showed a kind smile: "Jun Hong!"

Zhao Junhong shuddered, waved his hands quickly, and said: "If you have something to say, you have to fart. You talk and laugh like that, and I panic."

Fang Qingyun said with a smile: "You are an aristocratic family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years and has territories, so you don't have any secret treasures or secret medicines for the college entrance examination?"

"no!"

Zhao Junhong's answer was without hesitation.

"Hehe, how long have we known each other? If you reject me so flatly, I believe you must have!" Fang Qingyun smiled more happily, and said: "We are old friends, do you have the heart to watch me die?"

"Be patient!"

Still so crisp.

A cold light flashed in Fang Qingyun's eyes, and he smiled more kindly.

"Cough cough!"

Zhao Junhong coughed dryly, rolled his eyes, and said awkwardly: "1% death rate, do you think you are the child of destiny? Just in time."

"Tell you, only those with extremely poor physical fitness and mental state will step on thunder. With such great strength, your physical fitness needless to say, the possibility of death does not exist."

Fang Qingyun insisted: "There are always some people with extremely bad luck."

Zhao Junhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "That's the lucky one who bought the lottery ticket and won the lottery every time. The college entrance examination was pushed forward by ten years, and there were only one out of ten million students."

Fang Qingyun pointed to his nose and said, "Do you think I look like an ordinary person?"

Zhao Junhong: "..."

"By the way, there is a 10% chance of awakening in the future, 1 million candidates, [-] deaths, [-] awakened to become warriors, or even lower, do you think I am sure to awaken?"

Zhao Junhong straightened his expression, fixed his eyes on Fang Qingyun, and said, "Awakening? Devil's eye? Do you want to become a warrior? Didn't you hate fighting and killing the most before? Isn't nine to five the life you want?"

"That was me before, now I am different!"

Zhao Junhong stared at Fang Qingyun for a while, and when he realized that he was serious, he hesitated.

"I do have a secret medicine, over there... I will try my best!"

"Snapped!"

Fang Qingyun slapped Zhao Junhong's shoulder heavily, and said: "My good brother, as long as you share my secret medicine, I will share my secret medicine with you."

"You also have the secret medicine?" Zhao Junhong's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said, "What level? What effect? ​​How much can it increase?"

Fang Qingyun smiled.

Level, effect, boost...

I didn't say a word about the secret medicine before.

What's the matter today?
I really plan to give myself the secret medicine, so, reveal some information in advance?
"Hey!"

Fang Qingyun generously took out a bottle and handed it to Zhao Junhong.

"Do you want it? I can give you all, and I have a bottle here."

Zhao Junhong stared at the bottle and almost slapped Fang Qingyun.

Dichlorvos!
"Is this your secret medicine?"

Zhao Junhong's nose was going to crooked with anger.

what a man!
At this time, are you still making such a joke?

Facing the fateful hurdle of the college entrance examination, he was a little nervous.

can only say;
Fang Qingyun's heart is really big!

He didn't know that for Fang Qingyun, dichlorvos might really be a secret medicine.

(End of this chapter)