Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　 The luxurious flying sword shattered the drizzle all over the sky, and landed in front of the demon gate in the clouds.

　　 "Sword down."

　　 Wen Ting drank the wolfberry tea in the gourd and said lightly.

　　 Fang Lang and the three people stepped down the flying swords and looked up at the towering Yaoque portal. Above the portal, there was a tall plaque with the words "Autumn Demon Que" written on it.

　　 Under the door, one after another was dressed in rigorous armor, guarded by the vigorous and vigorous gossiers, and the atmosphere was extremely grim.

　　 Wen Ting walked with his sword and walked towards the guards. After discussing with them for a while, he paid the entrance fee according to the rules, and the guards let him go.

　　 Wen Ting thanked him with a smile on his face, and wanted to lead Fang Lang and the three of them into the abandoned demon gate shrouded in mist and rain.

　　 However, as soon as he was about to leave, the sound of breaking through the sky tore the sky.

　　 In the distance between the clouds and rain, a flying sword whizzed up, and many students, led by the teachers, came with the sword and fell in front of the demon gate.

　　 Wen Ting's body paused slightly. He stared at the group of people who fell, his face gradually serious.

　　 These people are too coincidental. It seems that he is going to take Fang Lang into the monster hunting ground for special training. I am afraid that many people have guessed it.

　　 "It's a student from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian... It should be for you."

　　 Wen Ting turned sideways slightly, looked at Fang Lang, and said.

　　 Fanglang's blue shirt fluttered in the mist and rain, raising his eyebrows slightly.

　　 "In the city of Chang'an, you can compete, challenge, and test each other before 500 on the gold list, but after the 500, you are not eligible to participate in this competition."

　　 "However, there is no such rule in the demon gate outside Chang'an. Therefore, these should be the five hundred on the gold list, the students who want to challenge you, want to pass you, and have a fight."

　　 "Even... some nobleman in the Imperial Palace promised them something."

　　 Wen Ting held the sword, his eyes were calm and there were no ripples, and he guessed the matter. As for the so-called nobleman, he is probably the arrogant and domineering third prince.

　　 This kind of thing is very common. He came to the demon-que hunting ground to practice in the palace exam, and he encountered a similar situation.

　　 It's just that there are not so many who have come to challenge him.

　　 For those who fail in the scientific examinations, if they succeed in the challenge, they may have new hope, hope that they will be favored by some big sects.

　　 Therefore, in this world, there are always people who will desperately seize any opportunity that can change their destiny.

　　Ni Wen, Liu Bubai's expression became tense.

　　 Wen Ting looked at Fang Lang and said, "Fang Lang, what do you say? Do you continue to enter the demon-queu hunting ground, or... avoid the battle?"

　　The autumn rain gradually dipped, and only a few raindrops fell.

　　 Fang Lang swept through these students who had broken through the autumn rain, and he has not yet answered.

　　 In his mind, there was a system prompting the sound to break the silence.

"Ding!"

　　 "The proof mission is on."

"[Proof task]: Practice is to prove yourself in the constant challenge and being challenged. All challengers are your tool for scoring. The enemy has 30 seconds to reach the battlefield and wipe them out, proving that you are a well-deserved gold list. Chief! Every time the host defeats a challenger, you can get ten lower-grade spirit crystals of the aura conversion amount [if you win, you will not be in arrears]!"

　　 "……"

　　 This task... is it serious? !

　　 Fang Lang was speechless for a while.

　　 The system does not treat the students after the 500th gold list as human beings.

　　 However, after sweeping the task rewards, Fang Lang gradually expressed relief, then joy, and finally a perverted smile...

　　 It seems to see a large wave of green leeks.

　　Be a human?

　　 is still inappropriate!

　　This kind of development, Fang Lang loved him!

　　 Wen Ting looked at Fang Lang in a daze, frowned slightly, and sighed: "Or, let's go directly to Chang'an City..."

"Do not!"

　　 Fang Lang came back to his senses, his eyes changed, and he quickly refused!

"Sir, these students came to welcome me thousands of miles away, so warm and hospitable, how can I chill their hearts? Although they are ranked five hundred on the gold list, it does not mean that they have no dreams and hopes! They are all chasing dreams Boy! My Fang Lang is willing to realize their dreams for them!"

　　 Avoid war? !

　　 It is absolutely impossible to avoid war!

　　 It doesn't really matter whether or not to score points. He just wants to give these students who have fallen into the sun a dream come true!

　　 Wen Ting: "……"

　　 Liu Bubai looked dazed, always feeling something was wrong.

　　Ni Wen's eyes flickered, Fang Lang...what a nice person!

　　 "Then enter the demon-queu hunting ground, as a special training..."

　　 Wen Ting said.

　　 But Fang Lang turned around, carrying the sword box on his back, with an elegant and easy-going smile on his face, blooming brightly in the autumn rain.

　　 The many students from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian who were laughing were startled.

　　 Fang Lang smiled, slowly raised his palm, and sincerely and gracefully raised a **** towards the students.

　　 The expression is very awkward and the action is very vulgar.

　　 Although the injury is not high, it is extremely insulting.

　　 The students of Chang'an Academy and Guozijian suddenly became agitated, and many people were even more furious.

　　 Fang Lang grinned, anger was right.

　　 With angry support, I won’t retreat easily when I see difficulties, so that Fang Lang can maximize his profits!

　　 These students should be sent by the third prince, I have to say, the third prince... is really an excellent experience baby.

　　 Then, Fang Lang turned and stepped into the demon-queu hunting ground.

　　……

　　……

　　 Qiuling Demon Gate, after crossing the portal, a vast expanse.

　　 That is the world after the demon, the mountains are vast and undulating.

　　 is actually a different world.

　　 An invisible pressure suddenly fell, everyone felt extremely depressed in their heart, and the speed of the spiritual flow in the body became much slower.

　　 This is the coercion of the demon, the mighty power of heaven and earth formed after the collision of two worlds!

　　 This is still abandoning the monster fault, closing the world, and the coercion weakens a lot. If the coercion has not been weakened, it is even more terrible than it!

　　 Wen Ting led Fang Lang and the three of them into the Monster Que hunting ground. The hunting ground was vast and boundless, and at a glance, the endless jungle was lush and lush.

　　 But under the lush greenery, the bones of countless monks have been buried.

　　 "Ni Wen and Bubai, the two of you are looking for places to refine the spirit crystals in the periphery, and strive to complete the refining of ten spirit crystals within three days."

　　 Wen Ting looked at Ni Wen and Liu Bubai and said.

　　 Liu Bubai and Ni Wen were anxious: "Sir, they have too many people, we can fight with Fang Lang!"

　　 Fang Lang on the side smiled and waved his hand: "Refine your spirit crystals. This is my battle. What are you robbing?"

　　 "I have a lot of spirit crystals. Every time I practice, I will get ten ten spirit crystals. Therefore, it doesn't matter if you reduce the refining time. Don't waste it."

　　 Fang Lang said.

　　 The three were speechless.

　　 Are people talking? !

　　 Even Wen Ting didn't know what to say, so he had to drink a sip of wolfberry tea to be shocked.

　　Is it so self-willed with the spirit crystal? !

　　 Liu Bubai and Ni Wen didn't insist anymore, they quickly swept out, galloping towards the dense forest in the distance, looking for a suitable location to refine the spirit crystal.

　　 Wen Ting's spiritual thought spread out, sensing the position of the two, preventing them from encountering a crisis.

　　 and Fang Lang laughed.

　　 didn't look for a place. Instead, he pulled out the obsidian sword from the box, held the hilt in his hand, plunged the tip of the sword into the ground, and walked slowly, making a circle on the mud with the sharp point of the sword.

　　Enclosure is a challenge!

　　 Then, holding the handle of the obsidian sword, his eyes gleaming, looking into the distance, waiting for the students from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian to set foot on the demon.

　　 Wen Ting floated onto a tree trunk in the distance, watching curiously.

　　 What does Fang Lang want to do?

　　 Really plan to pick a group?

　　 Wen Ting is puzzled, but he will not stop Fang Lang.

　　The autumn rain became sparse, and the wet ground was a little sticky, and a little bit of rain stained the mud like plum blossoms.

　　In the distance, students from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian appeared one after another.

　　 They saw the boy in Tsing Yi standing in the autumn rain to enclose the land and stand with a sword.

　　 Although many students know that Fang Lang scored a full mark in the actual combat assessment of the martial arts test, but the actual combat assessment can reach a standard to get a full score, and many people in the field have full marks in the actual combat assessment!

　　 They heard that Fang Lang used the Yunling Pagoda in front of the scientific expedition to step into the sword master realm, but why is he so arrogant when he first entered the sword master? !

　　 "Aren't you going to challenge me?"

"Come."

　　 Fang Lang held the obsidian sword, his green clothes fluttered, in the autumn rain, smiled gently.

"I come!"

　　 A handsome young man can't wait to walk out of the Guozijian students, and he is covered with blood.

　　 He stepped into the boundary of Fang Lang and looked directly at Fang Lang.

　　 "Linglong protects you to the extreme, I want to explore your front to see why you are so protected by Linglong!"

　　 "Linglong protects you and breaks my front tooth! Today, I will return it!"

　　 The handsome boy said, the words fell, the blood circulated around the body, blood and blood appeared, the second martial artist!

　　 Someone in the surrounding Chang'an Academy exclaimed.

　　 "Zhou You, it's him! The son of Zhou Tao, the Book of Rites!"

　　 "Isn't he in the top five hundred of the gold list? Why did he come?"

　　 "Obviously, this is fighting for love, and the grievances are deep."

　　……

　　The students from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian in the distance exchanged.

　　 Fang Lang could not help raising his eyebrows when he heard the handsome young man traveling around. Old **** broke a tooth of this man?

　　 Then should he also smash one to respond to the old ginger?

　　 When Fang Lang was thinking, he moved around. He waited too long for today. He originally planned to challenge Fang Lang as soon as he entered Chang'an.

　　 But, instead of waiting for Fang Lang to go to Chang'an, he waited for Fang Lang to come to Qiuling Demon Que, then he didn't wait, just come!

　　 mobilizes the momentum of travel around, stepping out like a tiger throwing!

　　 kicked down in one step, the mud splashed, the whip leg was pulled out, and the strong leg strength made the air seem to burst!

　　 There was a strange smile on the corner of Fang Lang's mouth.

　　 loosened the hand holding the hilt of the Obsidian sword, facing the traversing from the thigh, the thumb was placed on the palm, and the hands were folded back and forth, like a snake bite, like lightning.

　　 is like a thunder from the back of the cloud, and the calf of the long leg thrown from Zhou You twitches three inches.

　　 The blood in the body surged, bursting out of strength!

　　 Jeet Kun!

　　 Zhou You only felt that his offensive leg was cut off. It was extremely uncomfortable. He landed and threw a punch. However, Fang Lang's punch was faster!

　　 hit the path where he was about to punch, the offensive was blocked again, the blood flowed back, and he almost coughed up blood when traveling.

　　 Fang Lang exercises his martial arts warfare "Jequan" with the help of traveling, and the effect is very significant!

　　 After several consecutive moves, he could not help roaring, Fang Lang's body bullied him, and then cut his offensive moves, between the stiff body of Zhou, he cut his fist and hit, such as smashing his body, breaking the blood suit!

　　Finally, the blue shirt is flying, the palms are curved, and the horrible vigor is like the tide of the river hitting the shore from the bottom to the upper jaw!

　　Inch Jin!

　　 Jeet Kun!

　　 Traveling around, his head slammed, as if Bengdi had reached a climax.

　　 A muffled noise!

　　Blood splashes, Fang Fei!

　　 His eyes were loose while traveling, and after floating for three or four feet, he was unable to hit the ground.

　　 The autumn rain is sparse, and there is dead silence around!

　　 All the students stared blankly at the son of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, who had been completely beaten up, and didn't know what to say.

　　 Fang Lang dragged his gaze around, slowly walking outside the ring of the enclosure and throwing it out.

　　 "Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating a challenger and obtaining ten low-grade Lingjing auras."

　　 The system prompt pops up.

　　 Fang Lang only felt that in the midst of his Dantian cyclone, his spiritual energy was suddenly swollen, out of nothing!

　　 The refreshing Fang Lang almost groaned.

　　 Fang Lang has a gentler smile on his face, looking at a group of students from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian in the distance, his eyes are green.

　　 Under the autumn rain, Tsing Yi brushed slightly, grinning brilliantly.

　　 "You... don't go on one by one."

　　 "Just gang fight."

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