Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Chapter 21: ?It's okay, you can still lie down

　　 Today’s weather is a bit dull, thick dark clouds in the sky, as if the thick ink dripping into the clear water is rolling.

　　 Depressed, squeezed, making people feel breathless.

　　 Shushan Daping.

　　 The first ring of the Xuan Group.

There are many people around the ring. Compared with the first round of no one, the second round of competition is already attracting attention. For some colleges that were eliminated in the first round, the teachers will bring students. Watch the second round.

　　 This kind of game watching also has a lot of learning effects for the students.

　　 What's more, this first match of the Xuan Group was the two academy teams that advanced with a record in the first round.

　　 Luojiang Academy and Donglu Academy. Among them, Donglu Academy is a veteran academy that is qualified to compete against Chang'an Academy. Therefore, many students are looking forward to this battle and think this battle should be very exciting!

　　Under the ring.

　　 A seat of white clothes, a sword box on his back, frowned when he looked at Lin Yun who was standing on the ring.

　　 Jiang Linglong wearing a veil also condensed his eyes: "This student from Donglu Academy..."

　　 Before Jiang Linglong finished speaking, Wen Jiao turned his head and looked over: "You feel it too? This Lin Yun...the smell of blood on his body is very strong."

　　 Jiang Linglong nodded solemnly.

　　 Fang Lang on the side heard the conversation between the two and put away his smile.

　　 "Have you killed anyone?"

　　 Wen Jiaxi glanced at Fang Lang: "Is it weird to kill someone? Cultivation...It's not a turbulent thing."

　　 Wen Jiao was just a sentence, and Fang Lang took a deep breath.

　　 Fang Lang looked up at the ring, looked at Liu Bubai who was standing opposite Lin Yun, his face was slightly solemn, so...Liu Bubai is very likely to lose?

　　 It's miserable...

　　 encountered such an opponent in the first show.

　　 Fang Lang couldn't help but mourn for Liu Bubai.

　　 A teenager who wants to take him to lie down to win, not very lucky.

　　……

　　 on the ring.

　　 Liu Bubai has a strong outfit, holding a magnificent sword in his hand, with a delicate face, raising his head, with confidence.

　　 "Luojiang Academy, Liu Bubai, Jiudan Swordsman."

　　 Opposite Liu Bubai, Lin Yun of Donglu Academy grinned: "Thin skin and tender meat, when the sword is cut, the sound should be nice."

　　 Liu Bubai raised his head, squinted his eyes, tightly all over, and smelled a sense of crisis.

　　 "Donglu Academy, Lin Yun."

　　 Lin Yun dragged the rusty iron sword, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. He didn't report for repairs, and his face was a little bit of a smile.

　　 Liu Bubai ignored him, raised the magnificent long sword in his hand, and opened his swordsmanship.

　　 In fact, Liu Bubai's swordsmanship level has also improved a lot during the three-day special training. He is very confident.

　　 However, Lin Yun inexplicably gave him a sense of depression.

　　 On the sky, black clouds are rolling.

　　 There seemed to be angry thunder roaring in it.

　　 There was a low wind whistling, and the sand and rocks blowing all over the ground were rolling, making a rustle.

　　 The battle on the ring broke out instantly.

　　 Liu Bubai pulled out the sword in his hand and made a sonic boom. Neither of them used cultivation bases, but swordsmanship alone was actually extremely dangerous, and a little carelessness would involve life safety.

　　 Liu Bubai's sword attack was like a storm, but Lin Yun just lifted the rusty iron sword and easily blocked it.

　　 "Too slow, too weak."

　　 "Is this the level of Luojiang Academy?"

　　 "It's really disappointing!"

　　 Lin Yun held the heavy rusty iron sword with one hand, half-hidden his cheek behind the sword, staring at Liu Bubai, who was constantly drawing the sword, and laughed coldly.

　　 Liu Bubai's face was cold, his face became more and more dignified as he hit it.

Because, Liu Bubai could feel that Lin Yun’s actual combat experience was very rich, and he was able to block his attacks with the minimum effort and cost. Under the circumstances, Liu Bubai’s physical strength was consumed extremely fast, and Lin Yun Yun is still at ease.

　　 And Lin Yun's mouth also kept ridiculing words, constantly stimulating Liu Bubai.

　　 Liu Bubai forced himself to calm down, but the swordsmanship in his hand did not become disordered.

　　 The genius of swordsmanship in Luojiang Academy is not worthless after all.

　　 Lin Yun was also aware of this and curled his lips uninterestingly.

　　 The next moment, the original defensive posture changed, like a tiger, the blood on his body was gushing, and the impact Liu Bubai's movements were also startled.

　　 And Lin Yun took advantage of this opportunity to instantly bully Liu Bubai's body.

　　 The heavy rusty iron sword in his hand was suddenly thrown out.

　　 smashed at Liu Bubai fiercely.

　　The willow does not turn white, and the sword in his hand stands up to block it.

when!

　　 There was a crisp sound, and Liu Bubai only felt that the tiger's mouth holding the sword was numb, and he took a few steps back.

Lin Yun's sword is an epee. With such a smash, Liu Bubai almost can't hold it. However, if he changes to the previous Liu Bubai, he may have suffered a loss. However, after three days of special training, Liu Bubai has also improved. After a lot, he immediately switched offense to defense.

　　 The thin sword flicked, airtight.

　　 "Oh, you still know what to do?"

　　 Lin Yun grinned, showing a sorrowful smile, like a jackal with everything under control, watching the prey step into the trap he set step by step.

　　 Lin Yun held the rusty iron sword with his backhand and pierced it out.

　　 Liu Bubai opened up with a sword.

　　 However, the next moment, Liu is not white.

　　 However, he saw Lin Yun throw the sword abruptly, and the metal hilt slashed across the arc and hit his head fiercely.

　　 The skin is broken!

　　 The blood-stained hilt bounced back into Lin Yun's hand.

　　 The blood ran across the arc and stained Lin Yun's face, as if to stimulate Lin Yun's excitement.

　　 The thick clouds are roaring, extremely depressed.

　　 Liu Bubai was stunned by the hilt of Lin Yun's epee, shook his head, blood dripping on the ring.

　　 "You won't give up, right?"

　　 Lin Yun held the heavy sword with an exaggerated expression.

　　 Liu Bubai raised his head and held the sword in his hand, admitting defeat?

　　 It is impossible for him to admit defeat, this is his first battle!

　　 Before the game, he also said that he would take Fang Lang to lie down to win, but he was defeated in the first game... What face does he have?

　　 Could it be that Liu Bubai became the one who was taken to lie down?

　　How could he choose to lie down and win? !

　　 That's not his style!

"carry on."

　　 Willow wiped away the blood, holding the sword tenaciously, coldly said.

　　 Lin Yun grinned and dived out instantly, full of pressure.

The rusty iron sword dragged by 　　 was also thrown out fiercely.

　　 Liu Bubai's eyes reflected Lin Yun's movements. The next moment, he stepped to one side, and his sword pierced the ground.

　　 The sword body bends out a great arc.

　　 This is Liu Bubai's bottom-pressing sword skill.

　　 There was a clear sword chant.

　　 The sword light flashed, Lin Yun felt the crisis, and the iron sword was raised. However, the sword light drew on his iron sword, but it made a bend, curved in an arc, and swept across Lin Yun's chest.

　　 A blood flower exploded in Lin Yun's chest instantly.

　　 Lin Yun stared at his bleeding chest, his eyes gradually showed a strange and crazy smile.

　　 Boom!

Lin Yun's speed suddenly became faster. He raised his epee, and slashed his head. Liu Bubai also pierced out with a single sword. But, soon, Liu Bubai changed because Lin Yun did not avoid it, as if he was not afraid of death. .

　　 Liu Bubai's face was pale, and he could only hold back his sword!

　　 However, Lin Yun repeated the old technique.

　　 The rusty iron sword hit, the hilt popped out, and it hit Liu Bubai's head again.

　　 Blood blooms!

　　 The hilt bounced back, Lin Yun shot again, and the hilt hit Liu Bubai's head again!

　　噗! puff! puff!

　　 once! twice!

　　 three times!

　　 The sound of cracking bones instantly passed from the ring.

　　 Surrounding the ring fell into deathly silence for an instant, and many of the students from the academy onlookers were bewildered.

　　 This kind of **** scenes, many students who watched are trembling physically and mentally.

　　Under the ring.

　　 The eyes of warming up and learning suddenly became sharp, and the whole body was filled with endless low pressure.

　　 Jiang Linglong is wearing a veil and cannot see her face clearly, but she can see that her eyes are getting colder and colder.

　　 Fang Lang clenched his fists.

　　 The air is filled with a strong and anxious smell of blood.

　　 There is also Lin Yun's crazy laughter from the ring.

　　 This is a teasing.

　　 Liu Bubai gritted his teeth and didn't want to admit defeat. He stubbornly swung his sword, while Lin Yun had been using swordsmanship to playfully smash the hilt out of the sword and hit Liu Bubai's head.

　　 Even though the blood was flowing and his face was pale, Liu Bubai still did not admit defeat.

　　 did not endanger his life, the referee of Jian Shuzong did not choose to shoot.

　　 But, this kind of picture is silent for everyone watching.

　　Under the ring.

　　 Wen Jiaoxi slapped his palm on the edge of the ring, and the bricks and stones of the ring were cracked.

　　 "Accept defeat."

　　 Warm and deep learning.

　　 At the moment when he conceded defeat, on the ring, the referee of Jian Shuzong appeared in front of Lin Yun like a teleport, grabbing Lin Yun's blood-stained sword hilt.

"enough."

　　 "The first game, Donglu Academy, win."

　　 The referee glanced at Lin Yun and said.

　　 On the other side, Liu Bubai had a blue nose and a swollen face, blood on his forehead, blood dripping down his cheeks, and he staggered.

　　 "Come on, you...are you coming back again?!"

　　 Liu Bubai is still shouting.

　　嗖!

　　 Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong appeared beside Liu Bubai at the same time.

　　 The looks of both of them are very ugly.

"I come?"

　　 Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong are almost in unison. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

　　 Two of them startled.

After 　　, Jiang Linglong's long eyelashes trembled, and stepped back, without fighting Fang Lang.

　　 Wen Jiao had already floated to the ring, and he turned out a pill of strong medicinal fragrance and stuffed it into Liu Bubai's mouth, and walked off the ring while holding Liu Bubai.

　　 When passing by Fang Lang, Liu Bubai had a blue nose and a swollen face. At this moment, he didn't care about his injuries. His eyes were a little sad: "The prodigal son, I can't lie down with him..."

　　 Fang Lang smiled kindly and took the sword in Liu Bubai's hand.

　　 One left hand, another right hand, Fang Lang holds the sword in both hands.

　　 "It's okay, you can still lie down."

　　 Fang Lang said.

　　 Liu Bubai closed his eyes, not wanting to speak.

　　 Destroy, I'm tired.

　　 Wen Jiaxi gave Fang Lang a deep look.

　　 Jiang Linglong also moved Lianbu lightly, walked to Fang Lang's side, and said lightly: "To the death?"

　　 Fang Lang didn't say much.

　　 just one word back.

"Great."

　　 Jiang Linglong didn't stay long, and she got off the ring.