Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

In the sunset, Ni Wen was lifted out of the ring.

Ximen Xianxian also came back to his senses, his expressions were full of complexity, and the complexity was a little awe.

Perseverance, sometimes it is easy to say, but difficult to say, but it is as difficult as climbing.

What is the unforgettable experience that made the girl persist in this way?

Ximen Xianxian did not know, but it did not prevent Ximen Xianxian from respecting the girl.

Although Ni Wen had better suspected the explosion of blood talent, but...the gap with him was too big, but Ximen Xianxian still chose to untie the awe-inspiring and fight the girl with all his strength to show respect.

Ximen Xianxian thought he would at least choose to unlock the shackles he had accumulated for several years when he met Wei Sheng, Fang Lang or Jiang Linglong.

Ximen Xianxian raised his head and looked at the scorching sun in the west. At this moment, he couldn't help but want to chant a poem. Unfortunately, he was given to him by Fang Lang who had been watching him. Staring can't hold back poetic.

Ximen Xianxian smiled and moved towards Fang Lang slightly, and then walked off the ring.

The doctor in charge of the palace test Wubi rushed over, stuffed Ni Wen with a pill, and ordered them to be lifted off the ring.

"Her injury is not a big problem with the treatment of medicinal pills. The main reason is that her spiritual mind is overdrawn. The next battle will be difficult."

Jiang Linglong said quietly.

Fang Lang nodded. Ni Wen is already very good to be here, she has tried her best.

She did the best she could.

The three of them stepped off the ring. At this point, the first round of the palace test Wubi was all over.

At the end of the first round, half of the nameplates of the candidates suspended in front of the Tai Chi Palace were covered with cracks and half were not cracked.

Students whose nameplates are intact will enter the second round of competition.

After a long rest, the nameplate again began to choose opponents.

In the second round, the possibility of a strong encounter is much greater.

The emotions of the public and gamblers were mobilized again, and everyone looked forward to the more exciting Wubi.

Two intact nameplates collided and Jiang Linglong fought Lu Ze.

Lu Ze's face was dark, but he was not afraid to fight. After all, he must be prepared to encounter Jiang Linglong and the others when he goes to the palace to test Wu Bi.

The battle ended very quickly. Even though Lu Ze learned from Lu Taixuan's drunken sword, under Jiang Linglong's sword, there was not much suspense of losing.

Lu Ze was very happy. He drank the wine in the gourd and walked off the ring with a smile. At least he lost a lot more comfortably than Liu Bubai won the last game.

The next battle is also a different kind of wonderful.

Wei Sheng met Luoyang. Luoyang, as the first genius of Nanyuan Academy, fought for a long time with Wei Sheng. In the end, Wei Sheng almost cut his body with a single knife, but unfortunately lost.

Fortunately, there is an imperial doctor outside the ring who is always ready to treat him. Otherwise, with Luoyang's injury, I am afraid that it would have to be supplemented with medicine, and it would take several days of cultivation.

Fang Lang also played. This time, his opponent was very mediocre. He ranked 47th in the Civil and Martial Arts Gold Ranking, and he was of the less promising kind in the second round.

It took a long time to reach the second round, and it was a dangerous victory. The most important thing is... this person is a magician, an eight-stage magician.

When meeting Fang Lang, the other party was desperate.

In the final result, there was not much suspense. As soon as the opponent entered the ring, before Fang Lang could take out the flying sword, the eight-stage magician immediately chose to admit defeat.

What is better than?

Do you want to be picked up like Li Yuanzhen and then thrown down?

Everyone, step back and save yourself some face, isn't it bad?

Anyway, he could get to the second round, and this eight-stage magician was also satisfied. After all, he didn't originally come with the purpose of fighting for the champion.

Fang Lang smiled at each other, and the two went off to the ring separately. The loud thunder and small rain ended Fang Lang's appearance in the second round, which made the people and gamblers full of regret.

Afterwards, Ximen Xianxian played again. He seemed to have not been affected by the previous game and quickly ended his opponent.

When the battle of the complete nameplate candidates is over, the test of the losing candidates is conducted. At the beginning of this game, the candidates' nameplates are completely shattered, and the ranking of the palace exam is determined according to the order of the pieces.

Start with a hundred, and then move forward in order.

Li Yuanzhen performed very well in the losing battle. There was no elegant smile on his face, and his shot was determined and fierce.

The opponents were crushed by him one by one.

But, what's the use, he has already lost his qualifications for the champion.

Liu Bubai was on the stage. In this game, he had great luck. He encountered an opponent who was extremely injured in the previous round.

Liu Bubai made it into the top fifty of the palace exam, but he lost at the end, ending his difficult scientific expedition journey.

The final ranking is fifty.

Because of his serious injury, Ni Wen finally won only 89 places in the palace exam.

However, for both, this result is not too bad.

Wen Ting was happily closing his mouth from ear to ear, and Dean Cui was also smiling like a flower in the crowd. Luojiang Academy... now I am afraid that he will become famous.

The next time I apply for the academy, the children from several cities around Luojiang will rush to the academy.

Even after Fang Lang's palace exam rankings come out, Luojiang Academy will be even more popular, and it will attract students from all over the world in the Tang Dynasty to study!

In short, the next practice resources that Luojiang Academy will get will be much more than before.

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The palace test continues.

The bright moon gradually rises, the dark clouds obscure the sky, and the bright moon blooms from the gap covered by the dark clouds, and sprinkles on the vast square behind the Suzaku Gate. The autumn wind is killing and whining.

On both sides of the imperial road, the jade pits ignited the flames, lit up in rows, shining the night like daylight.

On the ring.

Yuehua was like frost, stubbornly tearing through the dark clouds, and sprinkled on the ring of blue bricks.

Jiang Linglong stood upright, holding Ji Xuejian in his hand.

There was dead silence around, and the people did not dare to speak loudly. Although they were exhausted after watching the battle for a day, the next battle still mobilized the heat flowing in their blood.

Opposite Jiang Linglong, standing is Wei Sheng with inch hair. Wei Sheng is holding a black long knife on his back, rubbing his head honestly with a smile.

"I didn't expect to meet you in advance. I thought I would meet Fang Lang."

Wei Sheng said.

Wearing a veil, Jiang Linglong looked at Wei Sheng calmly with eyes like stars.

"Anyway, I've already fought Fang Lang once, and this time I'm against you, just... a good fight."

Wei Sheng grinned, his honest smile was very contagious.

Jiang Linglong nodded slightly, as cold as an iceberg that would not melt forever.

Faintly speaking.

"please."

Bang!

Wei Sheng's qi and blood exploded in an instant, and his hair rooted upright, facing Jiang Linglong, he unreservedly used his full strength.

The hair flowed back, and the bloodline talent was violently turned on. It instantly turned into an afterimage on the ring, and the black knife was drawn out, as if it was splitting a huge wave!

This battle made everyone stare and stare.

In this matchup, he did not hesitate to play with Fang Lang and Li Yuanzhen!

The same can be called "the fight for the champion"!

In the war zone.

Fang Lang watched the game seriously, Wei Sheng was very strong, and Jiang was also very strong. It was really uncertain who would win.

The shadow of the sword and the light of the sword reflected in the pupil.

The blue bricks on the ring burst into pieces, and they were covered with cracks that were cut by the sword aura and the sword aura. The dark clouds seemed to be swept by the battle aura, torn and cut apart.

finally……

The noise is gone.

On the ring, Wei Sheng's upper body burst to pieces, and a long black knife was inserted in the pitted ring.

He sat cross-legged, panting heavily, and his body was covered with sword marks.

"I lost."

Wei Sheng touched the back of his head and said.

Jiang Linglong still wore the veil, but one corner of the veil was cut off and fell to the ground lightly. She nodded slightly.

"Concession."

Click!

The nameplate collided, and Wei Sheng's nameplate was cracked by Jiang Linglong's nameplate.

When the two walked off the ring, the craftsmen responsible for repairing the ring replaced the blue bricks on the ring.

With the end of this battle, the situation has become clear.

In the next battle, you don't even need to match, everyone can guess both sides.

Because now that still maintains a complete victory record, apart from Jiang Linglong, who was promoted to the final champion, there are only Fang Lang and Ximen Xianxian.

Void.

When the last two intact nameplates collided.

As usual, the **** announced the final list of competitions.

"The next game, Ximen Xian of Chang'an Academy will fight Fang Lang of Luojiang Academy."

The winner of the two will compete with Jiang Linglong for the top prize, and the loser will compete with Wei Sheng for the position of the flower.

Therefore, the attention of this battle was no less than that of Jiang Linglong and Wei Sheng. Lu Taixuan, who had dozed off for a night, even became sober, his eyes glaring at the ring.

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Dark clouds drifted, covering Qiuyue.

The ring was dark for a few minutes, and there was a cold wind blowing in, rolling the fine gravel on the ring.

Fang Lang and Ximen Xianxian separated the two ends of the ring and bowed.

Ximen Xianxian is very serious. In private, he can ask Fang Lang to go to the Jiaofang Division to find flowers and ask Liu, but in the arena, he must go all out to fight.

He wants to win, and to win beautifully, only in this way can he live up to the expectations of the prince.

He never underestimated Fang Lang. Even though Fang Lang's strength on the surface showed only a sixth-stage swordsman, his cultivation of martial arts and martial arts reached the second rank.

The students of the Three Paths are very rare.

The power of the magician and the martial artist was enough to make up for the gap in Fang Lang's realm. Ximen Xianxian could treat Fang Lang as a nine-segment swordsman.

Even more difficult than the traditional nine-duan sword master, the sword master only knows how to sword, Fang Lang knows... not only the sword.

The fight here is notoriously bells and whistles!

"when--"

The gong resounded at the beginning of the battle.

Fang Lang's eyes drooped slightly, but he didn't act immediately. At this moment, he was investigating system information.

"Ding! The fettered object Ni Wen's data update is over."

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Fetters Ni Wen

Age 15

Repair as the second stage of the second stage of the practitioner)

Root bone 80 gold)

Cultivation speed 15 lower-grade spirit crystal hour

Bloodline talent

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Fang Lang looked at the updated information about Ni Wen's fetters and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Ni Wen activated the bloodline, and the root bone mutated directly from the yellow product to the gold product. However, Wen Ting once said that the root bone mutation due to the bloodline is a normal mutation.

What shocked Fang Lang most was actually the column of bloodline talent.

Fang Lang's thoughts moved, and he probed Lingtong's introduction.

"The bloodline talent unique to the Tang Dynasty imperial family of the Lingtong, due to the thin blood density, temporarily can only activate the two passives of the'lingtong' state. One can obtain the effect of'stacking spirit', which can be applied to the spell and enhance the power of the spell; Second, the effect of'spiritual explosion' can be obtained, and the total spiritual mind will be increased to ten times the base within a quarter of an hour.

"Ding, friendship reminds that the display of the bloodline talent will consume a lot of energy from the host, please use it sparingly."

Fang Lang took a breath.

Awesome!

Xiaowenzi is awesome, thin royal blood, that is also royal blood!

The man who abandoned Ni Wen's mother and daughter...who is it?

Fang Lang frowned slightly. If it were the royal family, the problem might be even more serious.

If that man comes to Ni Wen to recognize her, what should she do?

Fang Lang shook his head, not thinking about it, at least, the awakening of the bloodline talent is a good thing for this stubborn girl.

"Ding! Dream Realization mission triggered."

"Destroying Ximen Xianxian became the obsession of Ni Wen before defeat. Defeating Ximen Xianxian and convinced him to realize his fetters Ni Wen's dreams will be rewarded for Ximen Xianxian’s awe-inspiring spirit. It is related to the degree of Ximen Xianxian's oral administration)."

Ok?

The task is triggered.

Under the task of the champion, another small task came.

Defeating Ximen Xianxian, if you want to convince him, can you get his aura?

Fang Lang smashed his mouth, this system...I like it.

This is taking Ximen Xianxian as a pure tool man, Ximen Xianxian has raised the awe-inspiring spirit for so many years, is it possible for Fang Lang to prepare for picking peaches at this moment?

Take this task!

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On the ring, Fang Lang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flickering with sharpness.

In the distance, Ximen Xianxian only felt his mind condensed, as if being stared at by a hungry wolf, his expression suddenly serious.

Push forward with one palm, grasp Kunlun with one palm behind.

There was a breath of energy on his body, and he suddenly climbed up, as if turning into a white dragon, swept all over his body, as if shining brightly in the night.

Regarding Fang Lang, Ximen Xianxian did not dare to be careless, and released all his aura when he shot.

"Brother Lang, please."

The black clouds are pressing on top, and the rain is about to come.

There was a sense of constriction between the world and the earth, oppressing everyone's heart.

Fang Lang didn't draw his sword, but stepped on it with one step. His figure shot out like an arrow, and the shirt of Qingshan lashed into the void.

He leaped, and there was a stream of air rising up all over him.

The red space ring between his fingers flashed light, and suddenly the Flowing Fire Flying Sword appeared. Fang Lang stepped on the Flying Sword, seeming to walk straight up into the sky.

Ximen Xian's eyes condensed, what does Fang Lang want to do?

Fang Lang's heart silently switched the four bond states.

Raise your hand.

Om...

An ice bow emerged.

He was held in his hand by Fang Lang.

Spells·Ice Bow, the master specializes.

The aura on Fang Lang's body began to soar, and as the four bond states were opened, the aura between heaven and earth was absorbed into the body.

Fang Lang stepped on the Flowing Fire Flying Sword and kept approaching.

Ximen Xianxian frowned, raised his hand and pressed it, the white python was entrenched, and stopped Fang Lang from moving forward while roaring.

The distance of nine feet is the shortest distance Fang Lang can approach Ximen Xianxian.

"Ling pupil!"

Fang Lang said lightly.

The next moment, deep in his pupils, a faint golden light seemed to flash past.

Stacking!

Spirit burst!

In an instant, Fang Lang felt that the spirit of his three-stage magician had soared rapidly at this moment, directly soaring ten times!

On the ice bow, an arrow made of ice crystals formed, and the spirit thought was suppressed by Fang Lang one after another.

call out!

Fang Lang released his hand, and the ice bow instantly resembled a silver glow, tearing the night apart, and blasted towards the immortal Ximen Xian who was entrenched by the white python.

This feeling!

Ximen Xianxian's eyes shrank, not just him. In front of the Taiji Palace, the face of the prince froze. This strange feeling...

He turned his head to look at Tai Chi Palace, as if asking for instructions, asking.

However, the Tai Chi Palace was profound, and there was no movement. The eldest prince let out a long sigh, and it seemed that he felt wrong.

And up and down the ring.

Ximen Xianxian suddenly raised his hand and pressed down, a wind and thunder rose on the ground, and a tornado hit the ground, smashing the ice bolt!

At the same time, Ximen Xianxianxianxian hunting, habitually recite poems in battle.

"Luomu Xiaoxiao rises to the great waves, the river is surging..."

However, he just read a poem.

Fang Lang's eyes condensed while stepping on the fiery red flying sword, and he opened his mouth to interrupt.

"The sky is violent and the ape whistles and mourns, Zhu Qingsha and the white bird flew back."

"The boundless fall, the endless Yangtze River is rolling!"

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Fang Lang opened his mouth to recite a poem.

The half-line of the poem that Ximen Xianxian hadn't exported suddenly got stuck, and the artistic conception of the poem that Fang Lang read out hit, making the second half of his mind suddenly difficult to give birth...

And all his mind was left with the artistic conception of Fang Lang's poems.

Fang Lang took advantage of this time, driving the flying sword, approaching two feet.

Hold the ice bow high, step on the flying sword, and bend the ice bow!

One arrow after another, shot the tornado of Ximen Xianxian!

Ximen Xianxian came back to his senses and hurriedly started, and the tornado reappeared.

Ximen Xianxian gritted his teeth and recited the poem "Life is hard to be proud of..."

The beginning of the word?

Fang Lang raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth.

"You must be happy in life, don't let Jinzun empty to the moon!"

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my wealth is gone."

Ximen Xianxian "..."

After thinking about it carefully, you are almost vomiting blood, but you have finished reading!

Fuck!

This poem is actually incomplete!

Bang!

The entrenched aura seemed to be shaken, Fang Lang took the opportunity to advance further, and Die Ling shot another arrow to break the tornado!

Ximen Xianxian hurriedly raised his hand, and a tornado rose again to block an arrow!

Ximen Xianxian was pale, not believing in evil, and gritted his teeth again.

"The sky and the earth are vast and I am ecstatic..."

The beginning of heaven and earth?

Fuck again!

Fang Lang stood with his flying sword, pulling a bow and pointing at Ximen Xianxian, his face was cold, and he spoke loudly.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds."

"Heyue is at the bottom, and the sun star is at the top!"

When Ximen Xianxian heard this, he was immediately struck by lightning!

This poem...this poem!

Haoran is like a turbulent flow!

And Fang Lang stepped on Feijian, breaking three feet again!

It was only ten feet away from Ximen Xianxian.

The whole square was silent and extremely strange.

Above the ring, the white python rushed into the sky, and the wind and cloud were rolled up in a mighty tornado.

It was supposed to be a battle between dragons and tigers, but it has become a battle of poetry!

Ximen Xianxian opened his mouth to recite poems, and Fang Lang opened his mouth to answer the poem.

The three poems actually made the Chang'an romantic talent Ximen Xianxian speechless and lost his mind!

Seeing above the ring, Fang Lang jumped down from above the flying sword.

When Fang Lang fell, he was close to Ximen Xianxian's body but no more than inches away.

The green shirt was flying, Fang Lang raised his hand, UU reading www.uukanshu.com thumb to the middle finger, like a Buddha with a smile and a flower, hanging between the eyebrows of Ximen Xianxian.

"Mo Chou has no confidant in the way ahead, no one in the world knows the king."

Fang Lang smiled genially, finally chanted and finished.

Ximen Xianxian's eyes were blank, chewing on the last poem read by Fang Lang.

Then, his gaze fell on Fang Lang's body.

Is this... a monster?

Bang!

The snapped sword wave erupted.

There was blood spilling, and Ximen Xianxian instantly tilted his head back, and the whole person turned into an arrow that flew out of the ring.

Ximen Xianzhi, lost.

The dark clouds covering the autumn rain were blown away, and the moon was blooming.

Fang Lang cast his sword on the ring, looking at Jiang Linglong in the war zone.

Yue Huayang sprinkled down and smiled warmly, just like at Qianfei Pavilion, time overlapped, and the young man looked out.

Next.

Old ginger, it's your turn.

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