Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　 Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong's performance attracted the attention of most college students.

　　 After all, the Xuan Group's heyday record ended with a series of three sweeps in each match. This is enough to show that Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong's swordsmanship is definitely the top level in this swordsman competition.

　　 Let's not talk about individual battles, it's just team battles. Many students in the academy feel the pressure from Luojiang Academy.

　　 The first round of the team battle ended, and the fifty academy teams in the Xuan Group were promoted to five.

　　 In the second round, one of the five teams will determine a group qualifying spot, enter the third round, compete with the qualified teams of the sky, ground, and yellow teams to compete for the top three.

　　 At the end of the first round, the first day was spent like this.

　　 Wen Jiao Xi summoned Fang Lang and others to analyze the strength of the remaining four groups in the Xuan Group.

　　 "Among the Xuan Group, what needs the most attention...that is, the biggest obstacle for our group to qualify is the old school, Donglu Academy, which is as famous as Chang'an Academy."

　　 "Donglu Academy is the top academy. They are not weaker than Chang'an Academy in terms of strength and teaching power. The first encounter in our second round was Donglu Academy."

　　 "If you win Donglu Academy, the pressure on other academies will not be so great."

　　 Analyze the Tao of Wen Jiao.

　　 Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and others nodded.

　　 Jiang Linglong is still cold and indifferent.

　　 "Mr. Wen! Tomorrow's first battle with Donglu Academy, go to me!"

　　 "None of you stop me!"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Bubai couldn't help but volunteered. He couldn't help it anymore. Lie down to win...not his Liu Bubai style!

　　 Of course, if Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong really wanted to stop, he would still hold on to the pride of being a hole card and would continue to hide.

　　 Fang Lang did not stop and flicker after hearing this. The main reason was that the target mission was completed, and the eighteenth consecutive cut was over.

　　 Jiang Linglong did not speak either.

　　 The atmosphere was very embarrassing.

　　 Liu Bubu gave Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong a glance, why didn't you stop me?

　　 Aren’t you afraid that our team’s hole cards will be exposed?

　　 Wen Jiaxi smiled at the corner of his mouth and said weirdly: "Okay, the first round of the second round, Liu Bubai, you go."

　　 "But, be careful, Donglu Academy...not weak."

　　 Wen Jiaxue warned for a while before the meeting ended. The three returned to their rooms to rest, waiting for the second round of tomorrow's competition.

　　……

　　 Fang Lang intends to return to the room.

　　 After a day of competition, although the actual combat experience has improved a lot, the physical and mental fatigue is still coming like a tide.

　　 And before Fang Lang returned to the room, the door of Song Qingyun's room next door was open, and there were two other students in the door talking and laughing with Song Qingyun.

　　 Fang Lang glanced at Song Qingyun, Song Qingyun nodded slightly towards Fang Lang, then turned his head and continued to communicate with his companions.

　　 The two companions of Song Qingyun couldn't help being surprised when they looked at Fang Lang's closed door and Song Qingyun's indifferent attitude.

　　 "Who is this? Which college?"

　　 Song Qingyun also retracted his gaze and said with a faint smile: "Luojiang Academy, a six-stage swordsman."

　　 His companions heard the words, suddenly incredible.

　　 "Six-stage swordsman? Can you participate in the sword contest even if you are so weak?"

　　 "Don't say that, Wenjian Dabi does not look at the cultivation base but only the swordsmanship."

　　 "I said so, but without the swordsmanship supported by the cultivation base, how strong can it be?"

　　 Song Qingyun doesn't even suspect him.

　　 Sixth-stage swordsmen participated in the Wenjian Grand Competition, and it was probably just a cutscene.

　　 "Luojiang Academy... seems to be in the Xuan Group? I seem to have received news that Luojiang Academy has also advanced to the second round." Song Qingyun's companion suddenly said.

"What's his name?"

　　 Song Qingyun was startled: "It seems to be called Fang Lang."

"Fang Lang? Sure enough, it was him. In the first round of Luojiang Academy, there were only two people, one man and one woman. They were all ruthless people! Every match was a string of three, and the first round ended with a total victory. One of the students is called Fang Lang! Cruel and cruel! The sword is bloody!"

　　 The student was surprised.

　　 Song Qingyun was also shocked, the six-stage swordsman... can also be a string of three?

　　 What kind of terrifying understanding should that pair of swordsmanship...

　　 Song Qingyun turned to look at the closed carved wooden door of Fang Lang's room, feeling like...

　　……

　　 In the room.

　　 Fang Lang naturally did not know the surprise of Song Qingyun and others.

　　 He switched to Ni Wen's state of cultivation, took out the spirit crystal and began to refine. Although he was playing in the Jianshu Sect, Fang Lang still did not relax, and his cultivation level could not be slackened.

　　 Time passed bit by bit, Fang Lang was stacked with the remains of spirit crystals that had been drained of aura.

　　 The fifty low-grade spirit crystals provided by the system have been refined by Fang Lang for twenty.

　　 Fang Lang is trying to hit the bottleneck of the seven-segment swordsman. In the meridians, the spiritual energy is agitated, constantly scouring the walls of the meridians, expanding each of his meridians and blood vessels.

　　 The operating route of the basic practice of swordsmanship described in the "Datang Sword Classic" is very clear in Fang Lang's mind.

　　 With Ni Wen's top-notch roots of Huang Pin, coupled with enough spiritual crystal resource reserves, the breakthrough of cultivation has become much easier and faster.

　　 Boom!

　　 Between his knees, Fang Lang heard a muffled noise, his breath swelling slightly.

　　Finally, Fang Lang attacked from the Sixth Duan to the Seventh Duan!

　　 In three days, the practice of forgetting to sleep and eat, finally made Fang Lang break through the sixth stage.

　　 In the dark night, Fang Lang opened his eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 But, soon, Fang Lang frowned slightly. From the sixth to the seventh, the number of spirit crystals consumed had greatly increased.

　　 More than seven levels, even with Ni Wen Huang Pin roots, will still become very slow.

　　 There are twenty days left, and Fang Lang feels very suspended when he wants to rush to the 9th dan.

　　 Practice...It's so difficult.

　　 I have to try to bind a second **** object, maybe it will be helpful for spiritual practice.

　　 The night is quiet.

　　 Fang Lang, he got up from the bed, paced to the window, looked at the bright moonlight, let out a sigh of relief, his eyes became firmer.

　　……

　　 The next day.

　　 The second round of the Wenjian Grand Competition was in full swing.

　　 Fang Lang, Liu Bubai, and Jiang Linglong came to the Xuanzu ring area in Daping.

　　 The warm-up study has arrived long ago, and he still looks cynical. Although Donglu Academy is a rival, the warm-up study is still very calm.

　　 He has confidence in the students he leads.

far away.

　　 The teaching of Donglu Academy also took their students and looked at Fang Lang and others from a distance.

　　 "Luojiang Academy has come fiercely this year. In the first round, it was promoted with a record of victory. Moreover, every game is a strong posture of a string of three, domineering and unparalleled, not to be underestimated."

　　 "Even though our Donglu Academy also has a complete record of promotion, but this time we have to get serious~www.ltnovel.com~ The teaching of Donglu Academy is serious.

After pondering for a long time, he continued to speak: "The first round of three games made the momentum of Luojiang Academy students reach their peak. Therefore, the pressure of the first player to play is naturally great. Therefore, the first game must be won, so that it can be defeated. The aura of Luojiang Academy is of great help to those who come on stage behind."

　　 "So... the first game, Lin Yun."

　　As soon as this arrangement came out, the students of Donglu Academy were suddenly surprised and shocked.

　　 "Sir, Lin Yun is our hole card... Will the hole card be exposed in the first game of the second round?"

　　 The students of Donglu Academy were a little shocked.

　　 However, they cannot refute the explanation of the teaching.

　　 In Donglu Academy, the student named Lin Yun was a burly student with gloomy eyes. He grinned immediately, showing a somewhat wicked smile.

　　 "Finally, my sword... is already hungry and thirsty."

　　The teacher frowned and glanced at it: "This is just a competition in the arena. Converge, don't kill anyone."

　　 "I got it." The student named Lin Yun waved his hand impatiently, dragged a rusty iron sword fluently, and walked towards the top of the ring.

　　 When the referee announced the start of the second round.

　　Xuan group area, the first ring.

　　 Lin Yun, a participating student of Donglu Academy, has already taken the stage.

　　 Wen Jiaxi did not break his promise, and Liu Bubai was sent.

Liu Bubai was extremely excited, holding his fancy and gorgeous saber, dressed in a strong costume, walked to Fang Lang, patted Fang Lang on the shoulder, and smiled: "Don't worry, I'll take you to lie down. Will take you to lie down."

　　 After finishing speaking, Liu Bubai turned around and jumped on the stage.

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