Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　 The setting sun is like fire.

　　 shines in the sky, like a dream and fantasy.

　　 There are birds of prey spreading their wings in the rays of the sun, soaring upward.

　　 Luojiang Academy, performance field.

　　 Fang Lang's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at the warm-up study who was holding the wooden sword with a smile.

　　 On the other side, Jiang Linglong was also provoked by the words of warming up, her slender eyebrows frowned.

　　 Liu Bubai was very obvious, raised his chin, and said, "Mr. That is about to be ready for defeat."

　　 He did not use the exquisite long sword he brought from home, but also the wooden sword prepared by the academy.

　　 Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong also both hold wooden swords.

　　 In the distance, under the weapon shelf.

　　 Zao Wou-ki and the old teacher who was in charge of the weapon rack squatted, smoking dry cigarettes together.

　　 The old teacher squinted his eyes, exhaled tobacco smoke from his nose, and smiled: "Wen Laoqi is about to start playing tricks again."

　　 "At this time of year, Wen Laoqi will organize a wave of this famous hall to suppress the arrogance of the academy's sword repair genius. I hope these three children can carry it longer."

Zao Wou-ki's simple and honest face revealed a simple smile: "Old Wen? Seventh in the Datang Scientific Research Gold List that year, he worshipped Jianshu Sect and learned from Jianshu, but refused to stay in Jianshu for a woman. , Gentleman Jian Wen Ting who taught at Chang'an Academy of Emperor Beijing?"

　　 "Yes, that's this romantic guy." The old teacher grinned.

　　 The old teacher glanced at the shabby-bearded Wen Jiao, but he showed regret: "That's a pity, this Wen Ting was also a great master at the time. If he had entered Jianshu, he would now be able to reach the fourth rank."

　　 Zao Wou-ki was full of emotion: "No wonder he, the woman he chased back then... fell the world, who can resist, he is not the only one who sinks."

　　 Next, the two seemed to have found a common topic, and began to talk about the majestic and graceful woman who dumped half of the Tang Dynasty.

　　……

　　 in the martial arts field.

　　 Liu did not take the lead in taking the shot. He was full of arrogance. Although his cultivation was far less than the training, he was still very confident in his own swordsmanship.

　　 In the case of not using the cultivation base, the gap in swordsmanship will not be too big.

　　 Under the shining sun, Liu Bubai's wooden sword was wrapped in a fire-like sword suit.

　　 "Sir, offended."

　　 Liu Bubai held the wooden sword, and felt that he was holding the whole world.

　　 He felt like he was born for a sword.

　　 噗嗤!

　　 The wooden sword pierced out instantly, extremely fast, and even emitted a sonic boom of shattered airflow!

A sword stabbed forward, but as he approached a foot distance from his body, Liu Bubai's eyes became sharp, his steps changed, and the sword's offensive changed abruptly, like a roaming dragon and snake. Stabbed toward the waist and abdomen of warming up.

　　 The speed is extremely fast, and it has a suppressed sword energy.

　　In the distance, Fang Lang's eyes condensed. This Liu Bubai does have proud capital. If Fang Lang, who didn't know how to draw swordsmanship before, would be defeated in an instant.

　　 Jiang Linglong wears a veil, and there is no emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

　　 "The speed is not fast, the force is too small, where did all your food go?"

　　 Wen Jiaxi's eyes were cold and sharp, and the wooden sword in his hand instantly pointed out, extremely sharp.

　　 Pop!

　　 Two beeps.

　　 The wooden sword in Liu Bubai's hand was suddenly beaten into the air, making a crisp sound on the ground.

　　 Soon Liu Bubai didn't know when he started his swordsmanship.

So fast!

　　 Willow is not white or believe in evil, picking up the sword and piercing it out again, the angle is tricky, and the speed is faster, like a red dragon tearing through the air.

However, the wooden sword in Wen Jiaxi's hand seemed to come alive, and it leaned against Liu Bubai's sword. With a stroke, the wooden sword broke away from Liu Bubai's hand, and it kept spinning against the Wen Jiaxi sword. Playing sword flowers.

　　 From the beginning to the end, I didn't move a single step in the study.

　　 "Waste."

　　 "Three together."

　　 Wen Jiaoxi threw the sword back to the pale Liu Bubai.

　　 "You need to pay attention to skill when making a sword, but also to master the timing. You must pay attention to the use of force and unloading force, but the more test is your eyesight."

　　 Wen Jiao and cold Tao.

　　 At this moment, Fang Lang's trio felt a mountain of pressure from the study.

　　 seems to be facing an unsheathed peerless sword fairy. Behind him, there are countless flying swords, blooming with dazzling silver light, flying into the sky like a galaxy waterfall.

　　 Jiang Linglong's eyebrows are picturesque, and the red lips under the veil are slightly curled up: "It is worthy of being the gentleman Jian Wen Ting, who was the famous emperor of the year."

　　咻!

　　 Jiang Linglong was out of the sword, and the wooden sword instantly turned into countless afterimages, like a spring rain.

　　 Fang Lang is also a little excited.

　　 "System, switch the status of bond training!"

　　 Fang Lang said without hesitation.

　　 He understands that this is a rare swordsmanship guidance bureau, and he will not easily let go of this opportunity.

"Ding!"

　　 "Successfully switched to practice status, do you use a triple amplification card?"

system hint.

　　 This prompt made Fang Lang hesitate.

　　 Triple Amplification Card...

　　Do you want to use it?

"used!"

　　 Fang Lang gritted his teeth!

　　 "Ding, the triple amplification card has been used, the host can currently obtain 150% of the spiritual awareness and spiritual speed of the fettered object Ni Wen."

　　 "I wish you a happy practice."

　　 The system prompt gradually disappeared.

　　 And Fang Lang only felt his own mind. The next moment, Jiang Linglong and Wen Jiaxi's quick and dizzying sword shadow were gradually dissected in his eyes.

　　 One and a half Ni Wen roots increase.

　　 Fang Lang... keep up!

　　 Jiang Linglong's sword is very oppressive. The sword is like a spring rain at first, and then the sword's power turns, but it is like a summer rain, the autumn rain is continuous, and the winter rain is biting!

　　 Wen Jiaxi easily pressed Jiang Linglong's sword, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

　　 "You are using... Four Seasons Stream, I seem to know your identity."

　　 Wen Jiaxi blocked Jiang Linglong's offensive swordsmanship that instantly transformed, said.

　　 It's just that there is a little more respect on his face.

　　 "Mr. Wen Ting does not need to be like this. I am now a student of my husband, just for the sword."

　　 Jiang Linglong's voice is still cold, with pride in the cold.

　　 On the other side, Liu Bubai also participated in the war. Although Jiang Linglong was suppressed by the sword of warming up, but there were back and forth, which greatly stimulated Liu Bubai.

　　 This new girl, swordsmanship seems a little better than him!

　　 With the addition of Liu Bubai, the speed at which the sword can be drawn out of the warm-up study is getting slower and slower, just like a gentleman, holding a pen and dropping ink, making a sword like a pen and walking around a snake.

　　 So strong!

　　 This is pure swordsmanship, without the slightest amount of cultivation.

　　 But, the study is still easy to do, as if two more Jiang Linglong are still easy to write.

The Fang Lang on the side of 　　 was very happy.

　　 switched the state of cultivation, opened the triple amplification card, and constantly learned the skills of three-person swordsmanship.

　　He is enriching himself!

　　 This feeling... so good!

　　 With the roots of Fang Lang's original white product 36, it is a pleasure that can not be experienced at all!

　　 Holding the wooden sword, Fang Lang pressed his body slightly, drawing his sword and charging.

　　 There is wind.

　　 blowing up the young clothes fluttering.

　　 In the martial arts field, the unmoving mountains blocking Jiang Linglong and Liu Bubai's swordsmanship training suddenly felt a sharp edge.

　　 was shocked, subconsciously turned his head to look at Fang Lang, his eyes lit up.

　　 He knew that Fang Lang's sword-drawing skills, that hand of swordsmanship, and the concentration of energy, could not be gathered after ten years of hard work.

　　 He was looking forward to Fang Lang's sword.

　　 At this moment, Fang Lang's eyes flashed many pictures.

　　 That is the memory picture of [Lingxu Sword Step].

　　……

　　 in the screen.

　　 The young man walked against the current in the turbulent water. Every time he stepped on, he would splash three feet of water.

　　 And it was washed down by the water time and time again, and fell into the river.

　　 day after day, year after year.

　　 One day, the sword step takes shape, with one step, the sword energy splits the turbulent water waves, like a white shallow snake, surging seven inches and disappearing!

　　……

　　 The picture gradually hides in the depths of Fang Lang's pupils.

　　 Fang Lang was in the shape of a sword drawn, and he actually started to run around in circles, stepping on the ground silently, like a phantom.

　　 Liu Bubai was almost vomited by Fang Langhuang.

　　 Fang Lang goes round and round... there is magic!

　　 Jiang Linglong is also slightly stagnant.

　　 On the other hand, looking at the warming and learning, but the whole body is tight, showing a solemn color for the first time.

　　 He actually felt like he was being spotted by a poisonous snake!

far away.

　　 squatting on the ground and smoking dry cigarettes, Zao Wou-ki and the old teacher who were watching the battle were also solemn at this moment.

　　 Boom!

　　 in the martial arts field.

　　 Fang Lang ran around in circles, and finally shot his sword!

　　咻! ! !

　　 Boy borrows the wind, the wind blows like a knife!

　　 A sword is like lightning.

　　 Fast, accurate, and ruthless!

　　 Fang Lang’s accumulated sword power burst into full swing at this moment!

　　 There seemed to be a sound of bursting air.

　　 Wen Jiaxi's eyes condensed, sharp as a blade, holding a wooden sword in his hand, and suddenly accelerated. After the swords of Liu Bubai and Jiang Linglong were swung away, the sword turned and hung upside down.

Snapped!

　　 Two wooden swords collided in the air.

　　 And Fang Lang stepped heavily, one step like a wind, a sword like a step, and a step like a sword.

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　　 Wen-teaching practice seems to have eyes on the back of his head. His wooden sword pressed against Fang Lang's sword and slammed. Fang Lang's sword-drawing technique, which was like a broken bamboo, was actually blown away.

　　 However, the sword energy rushed out of the sword step was too late to block it with the sword.

　　 Wen Jiaxi had to raise one foot, his body was like a butterfly, and he turned around in a circle to avoid it by the slightest difference.

　　 But he sighed secretly in his heart. This movement was tantamount to a huge hole opened by Fang Lang.

　　 revealed a huge flaw!

　　 Jiang Linglong's eyes were like a torch, and his sword was like Xia Yu.

　　 Liu Bubai's sword is also stabbed.

　　 Warming up the Wood Sword and turning around, he could only choose to pull away the more threatening Jiang Linglong's Xia Yu sword power, but without using his cultivation base, his strength was exhausted.

　　 Liu Bubai's wooden sword stabbed.

　　 stabbed in the middle of the chest.

　　 The body of the warm-up study suddenly trembled, and the figure fell to the ground, losing his balance, after all, he took a step back.

　　 Liu Bubai was taken aback, then... ecstasy!

Won!

　　 One sword sets the universe!

　　Sure enough, Liu Bubai is still the genius of swordsmanship who is as steady as a mountain!

　　 The sunset is like blood, and the sky is full of colors.

　　 The atmosphere in the martial arts field is stagnant.

　　 Only Liu Bubai's excitement and laughter lingered.

　　 And Jiang Linglong is wearing a veil, looking at Fang Lang behind Wen Jiaxi in a complicated manner.

　　 Wen Jiaxi also touched his nose with a wry smile, glanced at Fang Lang who was sitting on the ground and smiling, he actually...overturned the car!

　　In the distance, Zao Wou-ki and the old teacher also looked at Fang Lang who was panting.

　　 The picture in my mind seems to be frozen.

　　 The young man stepped out of the wind and gave out his sword spirit.

　　 stepped on a sword that sets the universe.