Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Text Chapter 91 Stubbornness and Persistence [First update, ask for monthly pass]

In the small courtyard of the deep palace, surrounded by the palace walls, you can only see the squeezing sky above your head.

The three princes sat between the idle courtyards, holding a teacup in his hands, and the enthusiasm filled the teacup with faint ripples.

A little blue **** lowered his head, took small steps, and swiftly moved between the courts, and quickly ran under the pavilion.

The little **** knelt on the ground, his face changed, he was very pale, and his forehead was full of sweat.

He had just received the news from the square, and he didn't know how to speak at this moment. The news was really shocking. As the **** who served these princes, he knew very well what consequences would happen once the news was told.

"His Royal Highness Qi..."

"The fight between Li Yuanzhen and Fang Lang... has come to an end."

The **** wiped cold sweat, said.

"Say."

Between the pavilions and the buildings, the three princes blew a Xu wind from between their lips, blowing away the heat of the freshly brewed tea.

"Young Master Li Yuanzhen... defeated, unfortunately... Yu Fanglang."

The **** said.

When the words fell, the atmosphere instantly became more condensed. The autumn leaves hanging on the tree trunks seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure. They shook off rustlingly, and the ground was golden.

"I don't like to hide...what's the matter?"

The third prince took a sip of tea and said lightly.

The little **** lay on the ground with a thud.

"Fang Lang defeated Young Master Li Yuanzhen with the help of flying swords in another way!"

The little **** did not conceal any more, and revealed all the news.

Click.

But hearing the sound of the cup being crushed, the little **** trembled more and more.

It is said that companions are like companions to tigers, but those princes who have not become kings are actually accompanied by cubs.

"Li Yuanzhen lost again..."

"waste."

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In the war zone.

The setting sun was shining like fire, Fang Lang, Liu Bubai, and Jiang Linglong stood together, and Luoyang also came over. Since Fang Lang exposed his superb sword control skills, this person has stuck here. Up.

He kept asking Fang Lang about sword control and the formation method.

After Fang Lang answered a few words, he pointed to the upcoming martial arts competition on the ring, Luoyang reluctantly stopped.

"Can Ni Wen win? This Ximen Xianxian does not seem to rank high on the gold list."

Liu Bubai frowned and said.

As a fellow student from Luojiang Academy, Liu Bubai still hopes that Ni Wen can win.

"Win? Basically impossible. Her opponent is Ximen Xianxian. Regardless of the fact that Ximen Xianxian's gold ranking is not high, but when it comes to real combat power, it is not weaker than top talents such as Li Yuanzhen."

"This Ximen Xianxian cultivates Confucianism and Taoism, which is different from the three ways of sword, martial arts, and skill. However, the strength is definitely not weak. With the background of Ximen Xianxian, this little girl wants to win, there is no possibility."

Luoyang Road.

Fang Lang did not speak, it is really difficult for Ni Wen to win, but...

Now in Chang'an, perhaps only he knows what happened to Ni Wen.

Root bone mutation, blood resuscitation...

Ni Wen may have unexpected performance.

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On the ring, the setting sun was like blood, Ximen Xianxian held the paper fan and folded it together without unfolding.

When the bell of the competition rang.

Ximen Xianxian smiled and said to Ni Wen slightly: "In this competition, the girl might as well give up. The niche doesn't want to see the girl hurt, let alone hurt the girl with his own hands."

Ni Wen was wearing a large blue shirt, which was white after washing the shirt, but she was very tidy. She concentrated her eyes, very serious and serious.

She reached out from her cuff, clutching a cheap withered wand.

Like Li Yuanzhen, he didn't need a scepter to perform the operation, because the scepter had been of little help to him.

However, Ni Wen is different, she still uses the magic stick.

Seems to feel Ni Wen's awe, Ximen Xianxian's cynical attitude is also restrained.

In fact, like Ni Wen, Ximen Xianxian was a genius among commoner students, but unlike Ximen Xianxian, Ni Wen did not meet a noble person like the prince.

After Ximen Xianxian was appreciated by the prince, he reached his current position.

This competition is also a duel between ordinary students and talents.

Ximen Xianxian held a paper fan and pointed at the sky obliquely.

Ni Wen moved, the spirit wave spread, and the magic staff in her hand was swung by him, and she lightly moved in front of her.

The fluctuations slowly, one after another aura wall stack.

The palace walls seem to be lined with lines, protecting her strictly, extremely fast, fast and not chaotic.

The textbook-style magician starts to cast the spell.

Afterwards, Ni Wen consumed his spiritual thoughts again, and the tip of the magic staff lightly painted in the void in front of him, seeming to be beating a beautiful arc, and point out a magic pattern.

Pushing forward the image of the operation array, one transforms four, the brilliance is dazzling, and it is very dazzling.

"Wind, rain, thunder, fire."

Basic four formations.

It bloomed on the ring in an instant, like four gorgeous flowers.

Ximen Xianxian smiled at the corner of his mouth. The Confucian shirt on his body was airless, and his white clothes were fluttering and outstanding.

He moved forward slowly.

"A poem is given to the girl, to send the girl off."

"Who reads that the autumn wind is cold alone."

"Huang Ye Xiaoxiao is struggling..."

Ximen Xianxian walked slowly, reading poems.

Suddenly, there was a spirit of white aura surging up all over his body, like a white python entrenched all over him.

It seems to be the best of Chang'an.

Ni Wen gritted her teeth and threw out a spell array, wind blade, rain needle, thunder arc, fireball...

They are all basic art arrays, and when combined, the effect is not weak, and the power is not weak.

It belongs to the magician that consumes little, but can threaten the opponent.

However, Ni Wen's cultivation base is really not strong enough, and the killing power given to these magic formations by a first-stage magician can only be regarded as ordinary.

Ximen Xianxian walked on foot, his sleeves fluttering.

The white python entrenched all over, smashing Ni Wen's blasting array again and again.

The poem was chanting impassionedly.

Above the sky, the colorful clouds filled the sky, and the clouds were surging, as if they showed a vision when they left, like auspicious opening the forbidden city, and the sky is moving.

"Girl Zhidao is too crazy."

Suddenly.

Ximen Xianxian narrowed the distance with Ni Wen, raised the paper fan in his hand and knocked it down gently. In a moment, the aura wall under Ni Wen's cloth disappeared like a breeze.

However, Ximen Xianxian's paper fan was like a long snake.

"Snapped!"

A light click on the wand swung by Ni Wen, the wand burst into pieces in an instant, and Ni Wen's pretty face instantly turned pale, which was the pain from the backlash of spiritual thoughts.

"Girl, admit defeat?"

Ximen Xianxian had a poem, and said lightly.

Ni Wen endured the tingling pain in his head, and raised his hand to perform the magic circle again. However, Ximen Xian's fairy paper fan invaded again and clicked on the center of Ni Wen's eyebrows. Ni Wen's body was shot and flew upside down in an instant, drawing a promise on the ring. far.

Ni Wen got up and gathered his spiritual thoughts again.

Ximen Xianxian drifted over, and once again pointed out a paper fan, Ni Wen's spiritual thoughts were broken again, and her mouth and nose almost overflowed, making her pale face paler as thin paper.

"give up."

"It's not what a niche wants to hit a woman."

Ximen Xianxian looked sorry, shook his head and sighed, but the paper fan in his hand fluttered lightly again.

Hao Qiyunxiao.

Ni Wen's body was smashed and flew horizontally, and the difficultly condensed art formation was once again collapsed.

There was silence all around.

This is simply a fight.

The gap is too big, Ximen Xianxian's strength is far beyond what Ni Wen can match, but why doesn't this girl give up?

Many people are puzzled, a commoner student, who has reached the limit now, is already a glorious ancestor... What is she still holding on.

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Prepare for the war zone.

Liu Bubai clenched his fists and stared at Ximen Xianxian who had beaten Ni Wen back and forth again and again, gritted his teeth: "This person is so pretending to be beaten!"

"I want to beat him, but I can't beat him."

"prodigal son!"

Fang Lang didn't say anything, and nodded.

Seeing Ni Wen on the ring with blood from his mouth and nose gushing like a river bank, he couldn't help sighing.

The picture of the setting sun flashed in his mind, the two mothers who depended on each other.

Ni Wen... Maybe she wants to prove something.

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boom!

Ximen Xianxian threw the paper fan out of his hand, Ni Wen's body was beaten again, and the magician who was bullied close to him was about to halve his combat power.

Ximen Xianxian no longer read poems, he frowned.

"Why the girl... still not admit defeat?"

"I don't want to lose."

"Sometimes, if you can't lose, you can't help yourself, persistence... is extremely meaningless."

"I don't want to lose."

"It takes an opportunity to change your destiny, but unfortunately, you don't."

"I don't want to lose."

Ximen Xianxian asked, while Ni Wen answered quietly and stubbornly.

Ximen Xianxian flashed a touch of indifference, and the girl's persistence seemed to make him see the weakness where he had fallen into a beggar.

He suddenly didn't want the girl to fall directly into the ring, he wanted to see the girl surrender with his own eyes.

The paper fan in his hand suddenly flicked, and a tornado was lifted up on the ring.

The blood was sweeping, and Ni Wen was swept high in the sky again and again, and fell down again.

Pools of blood blossoms were splashed on the ring, which was beautiful and stubborn.

The girl stubbornly got up again and again, condensing the art formation tremblingly.

Although she is cowardly, she never admits defeat easily, because she wants to bring expectations to A-niang, and she has her reasons.

Stubbornly insisted again and again, and was thrown down by Ximen Xianxian again and again.

"Give up!"

Ximen Xianxian clenched the paper fan, his eyes were reddish, and he shouted sharply at the shaky but standing girl.

For the first time, he was so disregarded of image and romance.

However, the girl didn't speak, she was stubbornly condensing her spiritual thoughts and portraying the magic circle, but her spiritual thoughts were about to disperse.

She is weak, is she going to lose?

Do not!

Suddenly.

A faint golden light flashed under Ni Wen's eyes, like a flowing golden river, her almost dry spiritual thoughts suddenly condensed together.

Om...

With the light golden brilliance spreading, Ni Wen burst into flames instantly, and the condensing speed of each of the art formations was fast to the extreme.

The four wind, rain, thunder and fire formations instantly smashed their heads towards Ximen Xianxian.

This sudden change!

Make everyone in an uproar.

Although the gold is pale, but... it exudes an inexplicable coercion.

The formation approached.

Ximen Xianxian's eyes condensed, and the paper fan in his hand pointed out, but it was shattered by the explosive formation.

Subconsciously, the suppressed aura in his body burst out instantly, like a mountain flood bursting a bank.

Raise your hand, take a step forward with your right foot, and bend your left knee.

Stretch your palms forward, push with one hand, and pull back with the other.

Start to shake the Kunlun power!

In an instant, the sky full of colorful clouds seemed to be rolled together, turned into a colorful tornado, and crashed down, with blood spilling.

The sky and the earth seemed to be dark for a while, as if there was a sound of strict turbulence, but was quickly suppressed by the will of Taiji Palace.

Above the ring, the wind and clouds are surging, and it is diffuse for a long time.

Ximen Xianxian panted slightly, her heart throbbing.

This girl... has the power of blood?

The surroundings were silent, and the atmosphere in front of the Taiji Palace was extremely serious. The eldest prince got up from the chair, his calm and calm eyes, but he couldn't help shining.

"Imperial blood? But it's very thin... Could it be that the blood of which feudal king fell into the folk?"

The prince looked back and glanced at the depths of the Tai Chi Palace~www.ltnovel.com~ The prince's blood was left, which violated the iron law!

Suddenly.

"check!"

A majestic voice floated out.

The prince's eyes sank, and he folded his hands: "The son of the minister abides by the order."

Subsequently, the Tai Chi Palace returned to silence again.

Above the ring, the smoke and dust dispersed.

Ximen Xianxian stared at the still standing figure, almost crazy, why...you can still stand? !

He unblocked the awe-inspiring anger he had accumulated for many years.

"Don't you admit defeat?!"

Ximen Xianxian's voice was a little hoarse.

However, this time... there was no stubborn response from the girl.

Ximen Xianxian Rushan was flying in the wind, staring blankly at the obscure and stubborn girl in the smoke and dust.

"Winner, Ximen Xianxian."

The **** floated into the ring and said lightly.

Under the ring.

Liu Bubai, Fang Lang, and Jiang Linglong swiftly flew out and came to Ni Wen's side.

The smoke dissipated.

The pale blue shirt washed by the young girl was stained with mud and blood. The pale face was bloodless. The flash of gold also faded. She maintained the posture of the condensing formation, motionless, already Completely lost consciousness.

Only with a moving stubbornness from the bottom of my heart... Still insisting on not falling.

Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and Jiang Linglong were silent.

ps: First, I didn’t want to write about Ni Wen with too much pen and ink, but if I think about it, I should enrich the characters. I won’t skip it. Take my time. I should be able to finish the palace exam today, ask for a monthly ticket, and a recommendation ticket. !

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