Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　Xuan Group, the first ring.

　　 There are more and more students in the academy around.

　　Because the air is filled with the scent of swordsmanship, and the strong smell of blood.

　　Lin Yun fights Liu Bubai, and Liu Bubai is defeated. In swordsmanship, Lin Yun is much stronger.

　　 Actually, this is nothing. The main reason is that Lin Yun hit Liu Bubai's head with the hilt again and again, insulting a sword repairman's persistence in swordsmanship in a way of humiliation.

　　 Fang Lang regards Liu Bubai as a friend.

　　Although Liu Bubai is very confident in his swordsmanship, maybe...a little conceited.

　　 But the essence is good. He kept saying that he would take Fang Lang to lie down and win, and Fang Lang smiled and said nothing.

　　 However, Fang Lang could imagine how this battle would hit Liu Bubai.

　　 Fang Lang understands that this is the cruelty of practice, and the victors are striving for the best.

　　The heavy rain that had been suppressed for a long time finally began to vent.

　　 With a clatter, raindrops fell on the ring, splashing to pieces.

　　Under the ring.

　　 Jiang Linglong took an oil-paper umbrella from nowhere, and stood under the umbrella. The raindrops flapped the umbrella surface. The girl frowned and stared at Fang Lang on the ring.

　　 She didn't quite understand why Fang Lang had to fight with her.

　　 Fang Lang's swordsmanship level, he knows that the swordsman realm is considered top level, but... Lin Yun's swordsmanship is not ordinary, obviously he learned from killing.

　　 If Fang Lang's performance was used before, with sword drawing and sword steps, he might not win Lin Yun.

　　 However, Jiang Linglong still didn't compete with Fang Lang, because...she thought Fang Lang might still surprise her.

　　'S eyes fell on the sword that Fang Lang was holding in both hands.

　　 both hands, holding double swords...

　　Do you use two swords?

　　In addition to drawing swordsmanship and swordsmanship... other swordsmanship?

　　 will still surprise her...?

　　……

　　 Song Qingyun frowned, Beijiang Academy hadn't started today's competition. He heard his classmate talked about Luojiang Academy yesterday, so he came here today.

　　 wants to see if Fang Lang who lives next to him is really as powerful as the rumors.

　　"Donglu Academy...Lin Yun, the disciple of the'East Lu Sword Saint' who was rumored to be thrown into the'Donglu Demon Que' to kill and practice?"

　　 "Killing, killing demons, killing demons...This is a real cruel man."

　　 Song Qingyun had heard of Lin Yun's name, even if it was the trump card of Beijiang Academy, encountering Lin Yun would feel extremely tricky.

　　 This Lin Yun is the key research object of Chang'an Academy and Beijiang Academy.

　　 So, when Song Qingyun saw Fang Lang set foot on the ring, he shook his head regretfully.

　　 Maybe Fang Lang is indeed as good as the rumors, with six swordsman's sword skills, a series of three in a row.

　　 But facing Lin Yun, the odds of winning are probably less than 10%.

　　……

　　 The rain began to patter.

　　 casts a haze on the entire Shu Mountain, like a misty rainy landscape, like a dream and illusion.

　　 Hilltop arena.

　　 "Seven-stage swordsman? Who do you look down on?"

　　 After listening to Fang Lang's self-introduction, Lin Yun suddenly laughed, a coldness flashing in his eyes.

　　 However, he did not underestimate the enemy. Seventh-segment swordsmen dared to climb the ring. There should be a few brushes. If he underestimated the enemy at will, he would have died in Donglu's demon.

　　 Lin Yun's body shot in the rain, dragging the rust sword in his hand, and striding towards Fang Lang.

　　 The tip of the rust sword rubbed across the ring, cutting the rainwater that was like a curtain of beads into two!

　　The sudden heavy rain added a bit of chilling atmosphere.

　　 Lin Yun took a big step, and the stepped water splashed two feet, and the rusty iron sword in his hand was directly swung towards Fang Lang.

　　 Lin Yun likes rainy days, because when it rains, his swordsmanship... will become stronger!

　　嘭!

　　 The rusty sword blade compressed air, and the air burst. Countless rainstorms turned into a semi-transparent rain sword under the swing of this sword, slashing towards Fang Lang.

　　 Fang Lang held his swords backwards, his hair stuck to his forehead in the rain.

　　 His eyes are sharp.

　　 Sharp sword, sharp eyes.

　　 steps forward, his body shape suddenly becomes erratic, Lingxu sword step! It's hard to find!

　　 Fang Lang is very calm, he knows Lin Yun is very strong, but the stronger the opponent, the more calm he is.

　　 "Switch the bond state."

　　 Fang Lang said.

　　 When the system prompt popped up, Fang Lang completed the switch of the bond state, and his eyes became sharper.

　　 In the state of fetters, Fang Lang is equivalent to possessing Ni Wen's roots. The roots are not only valuable in practicing, but also in the process of fighting.

　　Because sometimes, good enough bones can let you keep up with the opponent's speed, and even judge the opponent's fighting consciousness.

　　 The heavy rain keeps falling!

　　 roared across the world.

　　 Every raindrop falls on the ground, it will splash in all directions, making the entire top of Shushan hazy.

　　 "Are you here to avenge that little boy?"

　　 Lin Yun shook the rust sword, he felt the pressure Fang Lang brought him.

　　 But, he is not afraid.

　　 The rusty iron sword in his hand was under the explosion of great power, oppressing the air, smashing out a terrifying Qi Sword.

　　 The raindrops falling from the sky were chopped in half by his Qi sword, and the cut was smooth.

　　 while Jian Qi, it whizzed towards Fang Lang.

　　 Lin Yun has never used his cultivation base, this is the sword energy formed by pure strength!

　　 Fang Lang's figure is dreamlike, he stepped on his sword step, instantly turned sideways, and avoided a sword.

　　 And Fang Lang and Lin Yun finally got closer, and finally collided!

　　 Fang Lang jumped up in the rain, and his right hand stainless steel sword slashed fiercely.

when!

　　 Lin Yun raised his hand like a rock and blocked it with a rust sword, the corners of his mouth split, and the light of wild beasts staring at the prey was exuded in his eyes.

　　 "You can also experience the pain that little white face felt."

　　 Lin Yun pushed his hand, and the hilt of the rusty sword circled Fang Lang's sword and hit Fang Lang's head.

　　 Same as when Lin Yun played insulting Liu Bubai before.

　　 However, Fang Lang seemed to have expected this move a long time ago. The sword in his left hand also swept out, blocking the hilt thrown by Lin Yun. The two sword bodies rubbed against each other, sparking sparks everywhere.

　　 Fang Lang lifted his footsteps, and the soles of his feet slid out like a sword.

　　 The sword energy under his feet burst out instantly.

　　 Lin Yun's eyes shrank, and his body hovered in place, bringing up the rotating rain, avoiding the sword air of smashing raindrops.

　　 Fang Lang's face was unwavering, cold and ruthless. In his eyes, there seemed to be pictures of memories blooming like lotus flowers.

　　……

　　 The memory of Shuangjianliu spreads like a smudge of ink.

　　 Fangfu compound, washed by heavy rain.

　　 Fang Lang was soaked by the rain, holding two swords in his hand, constantly waving, the sword air is like a rainbow, the sword rain is like a curtain, every drop of raindrops are chopped by the sword, forming an airtight sword net.

　　He fights the rainstorm with two swords in his hands.

　　 He tried to stab the sword with his left hand, dance the sword flower with his right hand, and play double swords with both hands.

　　 day after day, year after year.

　　……

　　 Under the heavy rain, Fang Lang raised his head abruptly, and the raindrops on his hair were thrown away.

　　 crunch!

　　 That is the sound of double swords.

　　 Jianguang is like flowing water.

　　 Countless raindrops poured down from the sky, and Lin Yun in the front wave suddenly felt his breathing stagnate.

　　 A sharp and sharp, as if touching his throat, cutting his heart and lungs!

　　 Lin Yun couldn't care about playing Fang Lang like Liu Bubai, because he really felt the difference between Fang Lang and Liu Bubai.

　　 He raised the heavy rust sword in his hand and stood in front of him.

　　 Fang Lang held two swords in his hands and kept slashing down. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

when!

　　 Dangdang!

　　 The two swords were cut down without stopping, without giving Lin Yun any breathing time.

　　 While shaking, there were clouds and flowing water, two swords, two sword moves, but they merged into one person.

　　 Lin Yun seemed to be forced back into the abyss, panting in the cracks.

　　 The sword is like waves, one after another!

　　 quickly!

too fast!

　　 Fang Lang’s double swords did not have the slightest stagnation, and the heavy rain on the sky was cut open, unable to invade Fang Lang’s surroundings!

　　 Lin Yun... was crushed and beaten!

　　 step by step back on the ring.

　　……

　　 The first ring of the Xuan Group.

　　 There was a dead silence all around.

　　 There is only the roar of the rainstorm, but everyone’s ears are only left by the ring, the continuous rapid slashing and slashing of people's breathing rhythm being driven!

　　 Jian Shuzong’s referee has sharp eyes and stares at it with uplifted spirit. He is afraid that if he is negligent, Lin Yun will be chopped into meat sauce by Fang Lang's double swords like a storm.

　　 Jiang Linglong held the oil-paper umbrella, his veil flicked in the wind and waves, and surprise flashed in his beautiful eyes for the first time.

　　 Is this... Fang Lang's hole card?

　　 In the distance, Song Qingyun of Beijiang Academy opened his mouth slightly, only surprise and shock remained on his face.

　　 Many teachers in academies also turned their heads to look at the fierce battle arena, silent for a while.

　　 After Wen Jiao Xi sent Liu Bubai for treatment, he returned quickly. In the heavy rain, he happened to see this scene, and finally a touch of shock and strangeness appeared on his face.

　　 "Draw sword, sword step, double swordsmanship..."

　　 "How did you practice?"

　　 "This kid... is it a monster?"

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