Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　The binding was not successful.

　　 Fang Lang is also speechless, this girl... uses a pseudonym!

　　 careless!

　　 Fang Lang has figured out the conditions of the system binding. He needs to see the other person with his own eyes, and know the other person's real name, meet two conditions, and produce an intersection with them before binding.

　　 Fang Lang touched his nose. He didn't expect that the girl actually used a pseudonym in the college, in front of Dean Cui and the teacher.

　　 Of course, this also explains the status and identity of the girl from the side.

　　 "However, deliberately using a pseudonym to participate in the Sword Sword Competition held by the'Sword Shuzong', is there any special purpose?"

　　 Fang Lang thought for a moment, then gave up thinking, this matter has nothing to do with him.

　　 He just needs to do his own thing.

　　 Besides, there will always be a day when the girl’s name will be known.

　　 "Sword-drawing specialization, plus Lingxu sword step specialization... I don't know if I can make a name for myself in the Sword Competition."

　　 Fang Lang took a deep breath.

　　 There is still pressure. Although there are these two kinds of swordsmanship, but this time I asked the sword competition, there are more than two hundred sword repairs in the academy, no one knows whether there are any ghosts and snakes hidden in it.

　　 Dangdang.

　　 The bell-keeping instruction rang the bell.

There was a rustling sound from every floor of the book building, and the students were sitting in danger.

　　 Fang Lang returned to the book building and greeted Ni Wen in the distance. The latter was so shy that he almost retracted his head into the blue shirt.

　　 In the distance, Yang Zhengyi also cast a look at Fang Lang, "click", and threw bangs on his forehead.

　　The teacher in charge of the martial arts class walked in, tapped the gavel, and began to explain the knowledge points in the "Da Tang Wujing". This class is about the knowledge of martial arts.

　　……

　　 One day of study ends soon.

　　 In the sound of the class bell, the students in the green shirts on the floors left one after another, like leaf after leaf falling from the trunk of the tree in the river, scattered all over the place with the wave.

　　 Fang Lang did not leave the library, but at the moment when the class bell rang, he approached Ni Wen, holding the "Datang Wujing".

　　 "Xiao Wenzi, here is a question, I don't quite understand it, you can analyze it for me."

　　 Fang Lang said with a smile.

　　 Ni Wen glanced at Fang Lang timidly, but did not refuse: "You said... I tried my best to answer."

　　 Fang Lang sits on the futon opposite Ni Wen and points to a question.

"A Wu Xiu and a Jian Xiu simultaneously pierced the city wall engraved by a powerful Shu Xiu. The aura wall is five feet thick. The sword Xiu breaks one foot with the sword, and the Wu Xiu breaks one with the fist. Ruler; Sword repair daily self-time, Wu Xiu daily self-time, ask when the two meet, each wear geometry?"

　　 When Fang Lang saw this topic, he felt like a dog.

Ni Wen glanced at the question, but quickly got the answer. With a "beep", she stretched out a slender finger and drew on the table with a soft voice, explaining to Fang Lang without any haste. .

　　Fang Lang did not switch to his spiritual practice with this kind of answers to written knowledge points.

　　 "Ding! The host and the fettered object Ni Wen have a shallow exchange of knowledge about practice, and get [Chongdan Card Fragment×1]."

　　 The system prompt pops up in due course.

　　 Shallow communication, this kind of ordinary question is really not deep enough.

　　 Fang Lang took a deep breath, but he was not too disappointed.

　　 Check out the introduction: "Dan card fragments: collect five pieces, which can be exchanged for a complete red card, which can be used for the bottleneck related to practice, such as impact exercises, skills, and cultivation."

　　 Good stuff!

　　 That comfort in Fang Lang's heart.

　　 This little Wenzi is a treasure. Every day I come to discuss with Xiaowenzi more or less about his practice, and gather more "Danka". Isn't the practice easy for him?

　　 However, Fang Lang did not chat with Ni Wen for too long today.

　　 I specifically told Xiao Wenzi that he will not go home with her today, he will participate in the special training of "Wenjian Competition".

As for Yang Zhengyi, Fang Lang was too lazy to say that this guy and a few like-minded classmates went to Jiaofang Division happily as soon as the class was over. He called it his name, and his mental and physical relaxation before the scientific examination. .

　　 Although Fang Lang also thinks it makes sense.

　　……

　　 The setting sun is like fire, burning the sky a bright red.

　　 show martial arts field.

　　 When Fang Lang arrived, Jiang Linglong was already standing under the willows.

　　 She wore a green shirt and a veil. A gust of wind blew three thousand green silks, Xixia, Yangliu, and young girls, all in the same frame, like a picture.

　　 Fang Lang was stunned for a while, and for a long time, he smiled and greeted Jiang Linglong, although he didn't know the other party's name.

　　In the distance, Zao Wou-ki crouched aside with the instructor of Weapon Rack, smoking dry cigarettes together, watching Fang Lang appear, feeling a little depressed.

　　 "I always feel that this kid is unruly towards Miss."

　　 Zao Wou-ki's honest face was a little wary.

He took the young lady out of the Imperial Capital, so he had to take the young lady back intact. If there was something wrong with the young lady, in case he was deceived by some teenagers and entrusted his feelings, the old Zhao returned to the Imperial Capital, afraid that he would be beaten by countless young talents. dead.

　　 Of course, the master would kill him first.

　　 "Fang family kid, give me a little restraint."

　　As soon as he thought of this, Zao Wou-ki with a cigarette stick in the corner of his mouth, with sharp eyes, with a little alert, staring at Fang Lang from a distance.

　　 Fang Lang seemed to have a reaction, glanced at Zao Wou-ki's direction, showing a standard eight-toothed bright smile.

　　 Lao Zhao is here too, I'm sure, this girl... really is the mysterious lady in Qianfei Pavilion!

　　 However, Fang Lang did not go up to say hello. Although the girl was cold, her unique temperament made her whole body like a armor covered with spikes. Anyone who came close would easily be pierced and bruised.

　　 Fang Lang thought in his heart, the real person has already seen him, his requirements are not high, he only needs to know the other party's real name to be able to achieve the bondage, so he only needs to slowly figure it out.

　　 Liu Bubai also came, he actually changed into a practice suit, with his head held up and his chin up, haughtily like a white swan.

　　 In his hand, he was holding a gorgeous long sword with many precious stones in its scabbard. The sword of the long sword was engraved with a magic array and hung with red tassels.

　　 Holding this sword, Liu Bubai exudes a full range of sword repair genius.

　　 Wen Jiao Xi appeared, glanced at and changed his outfit, and the proud Liu Bubai glanced at Jiang Linglong with a smile on his face.

　　 Although Wen Jiaxue doesn't understand why Dean Cui deliberately inserted a girl in, maybe Dean Cui wants Luojiang Academy to perform better in this year's Wenjian Competition.

　　 "Let me give you a brief introduction to'Sword Shuzong.' Maybe some of you can be absorbed by Jianshu Sect in the scientific expedition one month later."

　　 Wen Jiao Xi holds a wooden sword in his hand and smiles.

　　 Liu Bubai headed higher.

　　 This feels right, the teacher praises him.

　　 Jiang Linglong's ancient well has no waves, only the veil undulates slightly under the breeze.

　　 Fang Lang's face is as always with a gentle smile.

"Sword Shuzong, the ninth top sect in the Tang Dynasty, has tens of thousands of disciples, divided into inner sect and outer sect. Sovereign Xuanyuan Taihua, also serving as the first-rank official of the court, is known as the first sword immortal of the Tang Dynasty. It is commendable that Jianshu Sect alone suppressed the "Demon Que" that connects the world of monsters to the Tang Dynasty with the power of one sect, and protects the monks of the people in the Wanli area under the jurisdiction of Jianshu Sect, and stabilizes peace."

　　 Wen Jiao said in a hurry.

　　 Liu is not white and yearning.

　　 Jiang Linglong listened quietly, as if not stained with a lotus, as calm as water.

　　 Fang Lang squinted slightly, curious about the so-called "monster".

　　 The teaching book said that the world of Tang Dynasty and the world of demons were isolated from each other, blocked by the barriers of the world, and not connected to each other.

　　 can only pass through the "monster", otherwise, even the ninth-rank level of spiritual power, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will not be able to step into the other world.

　　 According to the rumors, this barrier that separates the two worlds is the handwriting left by the powerful existence beyond the 9th rank.

　　 Although Fang Lang was curious, he obviously did not intend to give too many explanations for the "monster" matter.

The Wen Jiaxi lightly tapped with a wooden sword, and said: "The Sword Shuzong holds the'Sword Sword Competition' every year, which is intended to enable the younger generation of sword repairers to communicate on kendo before the scientific examination and have Earned."

　　 "Wenjian Competition is divided into individual rankings and group rankings, both of which are eliminated in three rounds."

　　 "In the top three on the individual list, 20 points can be added to the scientific examination, and in the top three of the group list, each member can add 10 points to the scientific examination."

　　 Wen Jiaxi said slowly.

　　 "So a total of thirty points can be added, which is enough to open a big gap."

　　 "Over the years, many genius sword repairmen who went to the top scholar in the scientific research swordsmanship will work hard for these thirty points."

　　 Liu Bubai's eyes sparkled, and his fighting spirit rolled.

　　 Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong are still tepid.

　　 Wen Jiaoxi smiled, and raised the wooden sword in his hand.

　　 His eyes fell on Fang Lang, Jiang Linglong and Liu Bubai.

　　 "Next... for a special training, it can be regarded as a test of the swordsmanship strength of the three of you, do not use the cultivation base, only fight pure swordsmanship, you three will go together."

　　 "If I can move a step, today's special training will be over, otherwise, each of you...swipe your sword three thousand times before returning home."

　　 With a smile on the corner of Wen Jiao Xi's mouth, he pointed with his left hand and pointed it on the body of the wooden sword, which was suddenly wiped.

　　 Even the wooden sword can utter a clear sword chant.

　　 The sword chants like a dragon.

　　 tore through the silence of the martial arts in the sunset.