Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The white Confucian shirts bloomed like flowers on the ring, spread out flat and stained with blood red, looking coquettish and desolate.

The world is dead, it seems that there is only the sound of flowers blooming.

Drops of cold rain slapped Li Yuanzhen's face, so cold, so hot, cold is rain, and hot is tears or blood.

There was silence all around.

This highly anticipated battle, this one, in the eyes of everyone, should have been a battle between dragons and tigers, at least there should be a fight back and forth, and the ending was beyond everyone's expectations.

The winners and losers are also very different from everyone's expectations.

No one thinks that Fang Lang can win. Li Yuanzhen, as a nine-stage magician, as the most talented and strongest magician in this year's scientific examination, how can he lose?

When that torrential rain appeared like a knife, everyone thought that Fang Lang would lose. He would be dying from being cut by a rain knife, and finally lose all his fighting power, like a puddle of mud lying on the ring, begging Li Yuanzhen to stop.

But the fact is that Li Yuanzhen was picked up by Fang Lang in an extremely fancy way, and then dropped.

The other wave is garish.

For Li Yuanzhen, it was extremely humiliating.

Ordinary people are still deeply sinking in Fang Lang's extremely cool attack formed by controlling the flying sword.

Can Feijian play like this?

They are trampling their worldview unscrupulously.

The gamblers looked at Li Yuanzhen, who was lying down on the ring and being rescued by the eunuch, who was the **** who was in the palace. He grabbed his hair in desperation and held his gambling slip tightly, with bloodshot eyes from deep in his throat. , Let out a wailing as if to break the earth.

The continuous wailing sound of the tide of the rivers and seas alarmed the government and the public, and even attracted the attention of many court officials.

Before Tai Chi Palace.

The atmosphere is quite weird. The eldest prince is smiling but not smiling, and the surrounding officials don't know what to say.

Li Puyi seemed to be much older in an instant, staring blankly at the son who had been given great hope by him in a pool of blood.

However, the son who was once highly anticipated and called the future champion by everyone was defeated in the first battle of Wubi, a terrible defeat!

Like withered yellow flowers.

Next to him, Lu Taixuan was not mocking, but instead let out a sigh.

"It's a talent anyway, it's a pity..."

Lu Taixuan's words were very light, but in front of the extremely quiet Taiji Palace at this moment, they were very clear.

Li Pu's eyes shrank and his body shook violently.

Everyone looked at each other, speechless for a while.

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In the area where the lord of the ten major sects is located, Su Yunyu, the lord of the Qianfei Pavilion, is refreshed again!

Meimou's eyelashes were trembling slightly, staring at the ring with shining eyes, staring at the handsome boy in Tsing Yi who stepped on the flying sword and was in a mess.

"Okay! The little brother Fang Lang fought beautifully in this battle, cleanly, without any muddles, using Qianfei Pavilion's Flowing Fire Flying Sword to assist in the offensive, it is a genius-like combat concept, Qianfei Pavilion's flying sword and Fang Lang Little brother is a perfect match!"

Su Yunyu said while touching his palm.

Chao Xiaojian with white hair and white eyebrows rolled his eyes and mentioned the flying sword of Qianfei Pavilion twice in one sentence. The nature of this woman businessman was completely exposed.

The Sect Master Yunxiao and the Sect Master of the Fourth Ring Building on the side flickered.

"Fang Lang's ability to win this battle is far worse than Li Yuanzhen's strength. The main reason is not because of Feijian. In addition to unexpected tactics, the most important point lies in the skill formation..."

"Let Feijian accelerate suddenly, from extremely quiet to extremely fast, that technique formation is the key!"

"This class of technique array seems to be a new flying sword supercharged technique array... I have never seen it before."

The words of the two suzerains, my eyes are getting brighter and brighter, it seems that I have discovered some huge business opportunities.

Su Yunyu, the lord of the Qianfei Pavilion, suddenly changed his expression, and his heart was annoyed secretly.

The two old foxes are afraid that they will have to stare at the upper waves. The skill formation mastered by a single wave is enough to make the two old foxes tempted.

There are two more competitors.

Su Yunyu is not afraid of Jianshu Sect, because Jianshu Sect is poor.

However, she was still quite worried about Yunxiaozong and Fourth Ring Tower, because they sold Feijian, Feijian... is a profiteering industry, so they have a lot of money.

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Prepare for the war zone.

The atmosphere was also stagnant, except for a series of shocks, but there were two distinctive chaotic emotions.

"Fuck! It's you, great god!"

Liu Bubai's lips were trembling.

Looking at Fang Lang's fiery red fire, and the dazzling dragon's head-up and sword-handling skills, Liu Bubai subconsciously clamped his legs, it was an accidental recollection of that day's unrest.

It turned out that Fang Lang... was the one who took him to fly!

On the other side, Luoyang, who was in a brocade robe, also stared wide-eyed: "It's him! Thousands of emeralds flow in flames!"

As a semi-professional swordsman, Luoyang was abused when he helped his sister Luo Qiuqiu to abuse food in Novice Village. This is one thing he can't forget.

However, he actually saw the flying sword and the sword-controller in the first stage of the palace test!

Great god!

Luoyang's body trembled slightly, that technique formation...the one that crushed him, so handsome!

The strange emotions of Liu Bubai and Luoyang couldn't dissipate the shocked emotions in the war zone.

Even Jiang Linglong blinked beautiful eyes.

Fang Lang had won, and he had won so clearly, beyond her imagination.

A candidate in the war zone, while shocked, was extremely solemn.

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Li Yuanzhen lost, he lost in the first game, and lost his qualifications for the champion.

You know, if you want to become the champion, you must make the nameplate unbreakable, pure and flawless, that is, you must be unbeaten.

Li Yuan was really impure, because the moment his nameplate was defeated, Fang Lang's nameplate knocked out a shocking crack.

The cracking sound lingered in every corner of the square.

Fang Lang put away the flying sword, shook off the blood on the lotus sword, and retracted it into the sword box.

As for whether the use of flying swords is not in compliance with the rules, Wubi really did not stipulate that flying swords cannot be used, and the **** who is responsible for assessing the rules has never stopped him.

After all, during the competition...Who would use flying swords?

From the start to the acceleration, it took enough time to die several times.

Fang Lang also possessed superb flying sword control skills, and then mastered that special supercharge technique array.

Ordinary people can't learn.

On the ring, Fang Lang dusted his Tsing Yi and looked at Li Yuanzhen, who was lifted off the ring, and smiled: "I forgot to tell you, Kickmaster, I have the best one."

With the magic spirit cone specializing in spiritual thought, Fang Lang is indeed extremely threatening to the magician.

Fighting with a magician is most afraid of falling into the rhythm of the magician, being overwhelmed by the extremely terrifying magical array, and bombing in turns.

The best way is to fly directly before their surgical formation is formed.

Maybe Li Yuanzhen still has a more lethal technique, but if Fang Lang doesn't give him a chance to release, then Li Yuanzhen has nothing to do.

Li Yuanzhen's face was pale, his shirt stained with blood, he slowly closed his eyes, not wanting to listen to Fang Lang's words.

To him, these are all ridicules of the winner to the loser.

"The fight for the champion?"

Fang Lang smiled.

From the beginning, he didn't feel that the dispute for the champion would be between him and Li Yuanzhen.

Fang Lang always felt that...

The one who really competed with him for the top prize would be...Old Jiang!

Fang Lang is looking forward to it, has been preparing, has been accumulating his hole cards!

As soon as he thought of meeting with Lao Jiang in the final battle for the champion, Fang Lang was so excited that his sword-holding hands were shaking. He didn't know if he could trigger the passivity. What big reward would he offer!

The **** floated into the ring and glanced at Fang Lang: "Fang Lang wins the first battle."

There was a gentle smile on Fang Lang's face.

Then stepped off the ring and returned to the war preparation zone.

The tokens hovering in front of the Taiji Palace began to hover again, but Fang Lang and Li Yuanzhen's tokens were temporarily not included.

After all the tokens have been confronted, the second round will proceed.

The next two selected to fight, not the holy emperor in the depths of the Taiji Palace, spoke, but the **** who stopped and chose.

Perhaps Fang Lang and Li Yuanzhen's Wubi opening match was too shocking, so the people and Baiguan seemed indifferent to the next few matches.

Even if Jiang Linglong climbed into the ring, it just caused some sparse whispers around.

Wu Bi's brilliance seemed to have been taken away by Fang Lang and Li Yuanzhen.

Liu Bubai also played. His opponent was not someone else but Lu Ze.

Lu Ze from Chang'an Academy.

There was not much suspense in the battle. Liu Bu was completely defeated in vain. One-stage swordsman, against Shang Lu Ze, the nine-stage swordsman...the suspense of winning or losing, you hardly need to guess.

The only thing that is puzzling is that the face of Liu Bubai, who lost, showed joy.

"I almost thought I could win this."

"It's too much to lie down...and I'm afraid."

"It always feels like someone is designing me and plotting against me."

Liu Bubai took the sword, raised his chin and walked down the ring happily. People who didn’t know thought that this battle was... it was Liu Bubai who won the battle. This made Lu Ze disgusted and his drinking no longer fragrant. , You are the loser, why are you happier than me, the winner?

In the next few games, the response was not high.

The scorching sun also gradually slopes westward from the sky at noon, and the temperature in late autumn begins to drop continuously.

"The next game, Ximen Xianxian of Chang'an Academy will fight Ni Wen of Luojiang Academy."

In front of the Tai Chi Palace, two nameplates collided.

On the square, the people suddenly became energetic!

If Li Yuan is really famous for betting on a large number of people, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and Ximen Xianxian... Then it is simply that he is famous.

One of his poems that day, the feat of white prostitutes the oiran, naturally aroused the fascination of many people, and some people who could not do it took Simon Xianxian as the fascinated object.

Therefore, when Ximen Xianxian played, the cheers of popularity were not weaker than Fang Lang's battle against Li Yuanzhen.

Before Tai Chi Palace.

The eldest prince sat on the chair and looked at Ximen Xianxian who was on the ring, smiling with expectation.

Ximen Xianxian was the one he liked. He dug up Ximen Xianxian from the pile of beggars and taught him to read and write. He was very confident in Ximen Xianxian's talent.

The non-traditional Three Great Ways of Ximen Xianxian are Confucianism and Taoism. There are many Confucianists in the Tang Dynasty, but there are very few who can truly call them Confucianism and Taoism.

Ximen Xianxian used the waves of red dust to raise his aura, and he planned to make a blockbuster in this scientific expedition.

Therefore, the prince placed great expectations on him.

The setting sun is like blood.

On the ring.

Ximen Xianxian held a folding fan, with the chic and unruly characteristic of a scholar, he raised his head and glanced at the big prince in Tai Chi Palace, smiling like a flower. His goal was the champion, so he could not lose in a battle.

Ni Wen's body was wrapped in a green shirt, her pupils shining with the remnant Xia, like a flame burning, she wanted to prove herself, wanted the man who abandoned A-Niang and her to see her excellence, and regret it later!

She also has a reason not to lose!

Two people who had reasons to not want to lose stood on both sides of the same ring.

As if the sky is about to collide together in the evening, two colorful clouds burning like fire.

PS: The fourth is more, I wrote that I was dizzy, my fingers couldn't move, I went to bed, good night, and also, for the sake of Lao Li's hard work, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket~