Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

silence!

Between the entire sea of ​​clouds, there is a silence, all the shock, all the horror, are contained in the rolling sea of ​​clouds, without saying anything.

The sword of thunder that astounded everyone's eyes, at that moment seemed to be a terrifying thunder sword that would cut through the sea of ​​clouds and the world!

Is this really a lethal tactic that a student who has just finished the scientific examination can display?

Zhao Yu in the 799th seat of the Huangji Jiange, lost!

A series of blood blossoms were left on the floating island, and finally fell to the ground, looking up at the changing sky, lost in thought.

Zhao Yu never thought that he would lose. After all, Fang Lang just came to the sword and challenged the Huangji sword pavilion. He may have some skills, but he lacks practice, accumulation, and cross-border fighting. It is difficult to create miracles after all.

As a result, his Zhao Yu was still overtaken.

He Zhao Yu is also a genius, and he also entered the top three hundred in the Imperial Examination. Although he started from the Jianshu Outer Sect, broke into the Inner Sect step by step, and finally reached the sword pavilion, it was enough to show that his talent was actually not bad.

However, he still lost.

Zhao Yu climbed up with difficulty, took out a pill and swallowed it, and his injury began to heal quickly.

His expression was complicated, and he looked at Fang Lang who was sitting cross-legged in a somewhat stunning manner.

That sword... is too stunning, as if a sword is like thunder, sweeping across the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, pressing across the entire blue sky.

He can't stop it.

"Unfortunately, your cultivation base is still weak. If it is strong enough, that sword...I'm afraid it will be amazing enough to repeat the world."

Zhao Yu exhaled turbid air, said.

"As expected of the current champion, you won."

Zhao Yu is also free and easy.

To lose is to lose. In the Huangji Jiange, victory or defeat is a common matter for soldiers.

Of course, it was mainly because Zhao Yu had a seat of seven hundred and ninety-nine. Even if he was defeated, he still had a place in the Huangji sword pavilion, but fell to 800.

As for the eight hundred big brothers, Zhao Yu can only say that the opponent is really too strong, not me, Zhao Yu deliberately played you.

Fang Lang opened his eyes, his face was pale, the little forbidden incantation consumes too much spiritual thought, Fang Lang can't even use the essence of this trick.

He turned on his spiritual pupil talent, and smashed out surging spiritual thoughts several times in a row, just to explode the power of this trick.

However, Fang Lang was also quite pleased. At least, with this trick, he had the means of killing the bottom of the box.

The power of this little forbidden spell is even stronger than the secret skill sword lotus.

Fang Lang put away the Guiyuan sword, bowed his hand, and made a move.

"Brother Zhao, how offended."

Fang Lang said.

Zhao Yu waved his hand, with strange eyes in his eyes: "The number one scholar is wrong. The sword pavilion seat is originally you vying for me. You are strong. Naturally when you have it, if my strength is weaker than you, I will still occupy the seat. , I can’t sit still."

"Cultivation must be contended. This time the'Qianlong Resource War' is entirely dependent on the champion man. With the disappearance of the Taihua Sect Master in the Jianshu Sect over the years, the ranking of the sect has declined, and we have lost many resource wars. Cultivation resources have been deducted by the Ministry of Ritual. This year, perhaps we still have hope in Jianshu."

Zhao Yu said with a smile.

Fang Lang nodded: "Do your best."

Zhao Yu stopped talking. Although he was defeated, he was very free and easy.

There is a ray of sword energy in the lungs, a sword is thrown out of the space ring, and the sword is returned to the sword pavilion.

In the Huangji sword pavilion, many seniors and sisters who waited and watched all laughed kindly at Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu didn't care, but just fell in front of Jiange and smiled bitterly: "It's shameful, shameful."

Fang Lang stood on the floating island and closed his eyes slightly. From the eyes of outsiders, he was resting his mind.

In fact, Fang Lang was looking for rewards.

"Ding! The challenge mission is completed, and the new feature "People Scan" is on."

"Ding! The host and the fettered object Ni Wen completed a group battle, triggered passiveness, conducted an in-depth exchange related to practice, and received a reward [Chongdan Card].

"Ding! The host and the fettered object Liu Bubai completed a group battle, triggered passiveness, conducted an in-depth exchange related to spiritual practice, and received a reward [triple bodybuilding card]."

The system prompt keeps popping up.

Fang Lang was full of relief.

Two more prop cards were collected, but what really made Fang Lang cared about was the "person scan" function.

Fang Lang didn't rush into the Huangji sword pavilion. He repeated his old tricks and returned to Yujian Peak in a flamboyant manner. A pair of eyes glanced over and stared at Fang Lang.

Xiao Lingjian wore an awe-inspiring smile: "Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Fang, on the first day of ascending to Jianshu, he just picked a seat in the sword pavilion, he deserves to be the champion."

"From today, we are also neighbors."

"Brother, Huang Jijian Pavilion, seat 261."

Fang Lang couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, but he didn't expect that Xiao Lingjian was also a disciple in the Huangji sword pavilion.

Staring at Xiao Lingjian, use the "People Scan" function.

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Age: 18

Cultivation: Qi Duan Jian Gang (the third grade of professional sword repair)

Root bone: 89 (yellow)

Introduction: The social flower of Jianshu Nei Zong

...

Fang Lang was startled, and information about Xiao Lingjian appeared before his eyes, but there was not much information, only age, cultivation base, roots and introduction.

This function seems a bit tasteless.

But soon, Fang Lang's eyes lit up, tasteless?

Not tasteless at all!

Isn't Fang Lang's biggest headache not seeing the roots of geniuses? Sometimes bound to geniuses, he can only rely on his amazing judgment, just like the reward, now with this function, Fang Lang will not worry at all.

Turning his gaze, Fang Lang looked around and saw Xue Ying with a look of excitement.

After throwing out the exploration, it was discovered that Xue Ying's roots were also Huang Pin, with a score of only 8 points, which was worse than Liu Bubai.

The only pity is that this person scan did not mention the name. If Fang Lang wants to bind the other party, he still has to use the other party's name.

However, at least the appearance of this function made Fang Lang much better.

He raised his eyes and looked across the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the four steep peaks and the four sword pavilions in the sea of ​​clouds.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, there are many geniuses in the sword pavilion...

This will all belong to Fang Lang's pond.

Shoo!

The sound of breaking through the air resounded.

Several figures roared from the other side of the sea of ​​clouds, they came with their swords, tore through the sea of ​​clouds, and landed on the peak of Yujian.

The disciples were suddenly in an uproar and bowed.

"metropolitan."

Chao Xiaojian's white hair and white eyebrows, nodding slightly, his eyes fell on Fang Lang.

"Little guy, you did a good job. I hope your energy can be maintained until the Qianlong resource battle."

Chao Xiaojian said with a smile.

Fang Lang bowed his hands, and then, with a move of mind, he used a character scan.

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Age: 68

Repair:? ? ?

Root bone: 89 (Xinghui)

Introduction: The man you can't climb right now

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Fang Lang was shocked, Xiaojian was 68 years old!

It really is an old man!

As for the inability of cultivation base, Fang Lang is not surprised. The main reason is that his cultivation base is too low. As for the roots, Fang Lang’s eyes are bright, Xinghui roots, and the small sword is awesome!

As for the introduction, Fang Lang looked dull and a bit heartbroken.

Raising his eyebrows towards Xiaojian, he felt an inexplicable sense of voyeurism in his heart. This unprovoked feeling made him vigilant.

He raised his eyes and looked out, brows clumped, someone was watching Jian Shu?

However, this feeling quickly disappeared, but Chao Xiaojian became concerned.

With the disappearance of the senior sister in charge, more and more old guys are now focusing on Jian Shuzong. He carried the sect towards Xiaojian alone, with a heavy burden on his shoulders.

"The three of you, just finished a team battle, how do you feel? After entering the Demon Que, you will probably take care of each other as a team."

Chao Xiaojian said, and then looked at Fang Lang with strange eyes.

"The trick your kid just performed is a bit similar to the way of swordsmanship, although it's just a rudiment... Integrating the thunder and thunder spell into swordsmanship, can you find the point where you can maintain your balance? What a genius!"

Fang Lang smiled. Indeed, Jian Lei did look very simple, and he was right to say to Xiaojian, he incorporated the law of thunder into swordsmanship, but it was a small forbidden spell!

This is because Fang Lang's current skill level is not high enough.

If you wait for the cultivation base to be improved in the future, the lethality of this move is not much weaker than the real Forbidden Curse.

Chao Xiaojian gave a few instructions and arranged for Ni Wen to enter the Shujian Pavilion to practice. Shujian Pavilion was a separate sword pavilion opened by Jianshu Sect. It was not included in the evaluation of Siji sword pavilion, but was specifically used to study the techniques of swordsmanship.

Chao Xiaojian asked Fang Lang to go to Shujian Pavilion more often in the future.

"I will introduce you to the mentor who will be in charge of you next."

Turn sideways to Xiaojian.

The old man with a scar on his face walked out, very coldly, a bit fierce.

"This is Elder Jimoji, responsible for your next practice guidance."

And Wen Ting walked out with a smile on his face, like a spring breeze.

"This one doesn't need to be introduced, you all know each other."

Towards the little kendo.

Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and Ni Wen were all pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Wen!"

Wen Ting also smiled at the corners of his mouth. When he saw these little guys again, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

"Wen Ting will assist Elder Ji to guide you in your practice. Because of some things, this year's "Dragon Resource War" may be ahead of schedule. You should prepare well and practice hard. As long as you perform well, there will be no shortage of resources for practice."

"The road to practice is long, I will wait for you at the top of the mountain towards Xiaojian."

Smiled towards Xiaojian, and then Yujian rose up, seeming to tear the sky and the earth and disappear without a trace.

The disciples around also dispersed, and this new student guidance battle ended like this. It was mainly after watching a big show. They also felt pressure. The new disciples who entered the school this year seem to be very strong!

The stronger the new disciple, the greater the pressure on the old disciple.

The indifferent Elder Ji walked with Wen Ting, followed by Fang Lang, Ni Wen and Liu Bubai.

Fang Lang spied on Wen Ting's information.

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Age: 28

Cultivation: Nine Duan Jianyi (Fourth Grade of Professional Sword Repair)

Roots: 89 (gold)

Introduction: Don’t look at him, but his sword is very strong

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Fang Lang raises his eyebrows, is he the fourth-grade sword artistic conception for Wen Jiao?

Feeling almost catching up with him, Fang Lang is already a nine-duan sword master now, and he feels really not far from the sword mood.

However, Fang Lang always felt that the strength of warming education was far more than the fourth-rank sword artistic conception.

Turning his eyes, he looked at the elder Ji.

However, before coming and exploring, Elder Ji exudes a tyrannical and cold breath.

"I just picked Zhao Yu, so proud now?"

Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and Ni Wen were shocked and couldn't help but stop, looking at Elder Ji.

"Ni Wen's technique of swordsmanship, she won't talk about it. You Fang Lang is the number one player in the college. What's so great about Zhao Yu who won the Huangji last seat?"

"You should be glad you won, if you lose, I will punish you!"

Elder Ji shouted, holding his hand.

Wen Ting on the side was watching with a smile. Elder Ji smiled brilliantly just now, and now he put on his face.

That's all, one sings black face and the other sings red face. This is also the way of education.

"Ni Wen go to Shujian Pavilion, Fang Lang, pack up and go to Huangjijian Pavilion, half an hour later, gather at the martial arts field, and take you to the Tibetan sword building to choose a suitable practice technique."

Elder Ji said with a straight face.

"Long...Elder, what about me?"

Liu Bubai asked tremblingly.

Elder Ji looked at Liu Bubai, his face trembled with a scar, this stuff...50 Palace Test?

Just the performance of the team battle just now... How did you enter the Jianshu Nei Sect? !

"You go to Shujian Pavilion with Ni Wen. In the team, the Swordsman needs protection. Your role in the team is to protect Ni Wen so that she can complete the spell of the sword."

Wen Ting said with a smile, but he knew Liu Bubai's situation.

"Yes, that's it."

"Clean up, half an hour later, see you in the martial arts field, whoever is late will give Lao Tzu a sword spirit in his heart and fly ten times around Shu Mountain!"

Elder Ji said, Yu Jian left after speaking.

Wen Ting smiled: "Elder Ji has this temperament. Don't care too much. Elder Ji can take care of shortcomings."

"Go, go to tidy up, and later go to the hidden sword pavilion to choose the exercises, but it is a very important thing that determines the direction of your future practice."

Afterwards, Wen Ting took Ni Wen and Liu Bubai to Shujian Pavilion.

As for Fang Lang, he could only walk towards Huangji Jiange again in a garish manner.

Fortunately, Xiao Lingjian came over to lead Fang Lang.

Arriving at the Huangji Jiange, Xiao Lingjian led Fang Lang to the courtyard of the 799th seat. This is a small independent courtyard. The courtyard is small, but quite spacious.

Zhao Yu just changed his clothes, packed up and walked out.

"Junior Brother Fang, this small courtyard belongs to you."

"There are blessing formations in the courtyard, as well as meditation formations. The gathering formations are open all the time. It can condense about ten lower-grade spirit crystals every day. As for the meditation formation, you need to dig out the spirit crystals to operate. Up."

Zhao Yu said, introducing Fang Lang some details of the courtyard.

"Little Junior Brother should stay well. When Senior Brother I break through to the third section of Jian Gang, I will retake the small courtyard."

Zhao Yu laughed loudly, and then walked to the courtyard where the eight hundredth seat was located.

Fang Lang smiled, and after bidding farewell to Xiao Lingjian, he stepped into the courtyard.

The courtyard was actually very leaky, and the decoration of the house was not exquisite. After satisfying his curiosity, Fang Lang sat down in the courtyard cross-legged.

Throwing out a spiritual crystal directly to make the meditation art circle work.

All the sounds of wind and rain were isolated, Fang Lang felt that the world was clean, and there was peace in his heart.

This technique formation was not bad. After Fang Lang sighed, he took out the spirit crystal and began to refine and practice.

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On the top of Shu Mountain, the sea of ​​clouds churned.

An extremely luxurious carriage came at great speed, pulling out a long and narrow stream of clouds.

Ma Ting Feijian ~www.ltnovel.com~Zhao Wou-ki drove the car himself.

Afterwards, the carriage landed on Daping, Shushan, appeared towards Xiaojian, and smiled as she looked at Jiang Linglong who came out of the carriage.

"You are here, and you missed a good show."

Chao Xiaojian said with a smile.

Jiang Linglong wore the veil and was slightly startled.

Later, Chao Xiaojian told about the trio of Fang Lang, Ni Wen, and Liu Bubai's old disciple team, and Fang Lang's challenge to Zhao Yu and his entry into the Huangji Jiange.

A gust of wind blows, Jiang Linglong's veil is slightly rippling, and his eyes are curved like stars.

Holding Ji Xuejian, headed towards Shushan.

After a while.

"The newly promoted inner disciple Jiang Linglong, the second place in the Datang Scientific Research Ranking, wants to join the Huangji sword pavilion."

"Brother Zhao Yu, dare to come out for a fight."

Inside the Huangji sword pavilion.

Zhao Yu, who had just packed the eight hundredth seat yard, froze.

It's quite sudden.

Feeling empty in my heart.

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