Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Shushan, Jianshuzong.

Chao Xiaojian sat in the palace for discussion, and the elders of the sect also gathered together, quietly looking at the current speaker of Jianshu Sect.

Chao Xiaojian flipped through the documents in front of him, which had the seal of Emperor Tang printed on them.

"The emperor of the Tang Dynasty intends to use our sect to restrain the alien race when he enters the sect to practice. In other words, he intends to change the thinking of the geniuses of the alien race through the cultivation of the sect and strengthen their sense of belonging to the Great Tang."

He put down the document toward Xiaojian, tapped it with his finger, and said.

There was some silence in the meeting hall.

Many elders looked at Chao Xiaojian and didn't come up with any ideas. After all, Tang Emperor's documents had all come down, and even if they objected, it would have no effect.

The other sects have accepted geniuses from other races, so Jianshu sect can't be the only one who chooses to refuse, right?

"It's okay, it's not a big problem for foreign geniuses to enter Jianshu, and it can even make those little guys who paddle every day a little more sense of crisis."

Said to Xiaojian.

"Also, one more thing."

"The scientific examination is over, and the new champion has entered our Jianshu Sect. Speaking of which, you all still know this new champion, the kid who won the first place in the sword competition."

After Chao Xiaojian's words fell, many elders of Jianshu Sect below suddenly let out sounds of surprise.

"Elder Ji, this number one scholar is entrusted to you to teach. This son's bones are mutated, and his talent is monstrous. Try to let him reach the upper fourth rank as soon as possible."

Chao Xiaojian looked at the scarred old man in the meeting hall.

If Fang Lang were here, he might recognize that this old man with the scar was the one who was in charge of the "drawing sword" tunnel of the Swordsmanship Competition.

"yes."

The old man with the scar remembered Fang Lang, but he didn't refuse, and agreed.

"In addition, I arranged for someone to assist you in teaching, you should also know this person."

Smiling towards Xiaojian, he raised his hand and clapped.

Outside the meeting hall, there was a sudden chuckle, and a sword radiance struck, gradually dissipated, and turned into Wen Ting's handsome and slender figure.

Wen Ting held his sword and cupped his fists.

"I met all the elders in Xia Wenting."

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It is the tradition of Jianshu Sect that old disciples welcome new disciples.

In other words, not only the Jianshu Sect, but almost all the sects in the Tang Dynasty have this habit.

After all, the students have just walked out of the academy, and their practice concept still retains the same set of foundation building of the academy. Therefore, many sects will hold such welcome activities to let new disciples feel the difference between the sect and the academy.

"Old disciples will be rewarded for participating in such activities, but there are also risks. If they lose to new disciples, it means that they are not good at learning, and the resources they have for a month may be allocated to new disciples. disciple."

On the Daping Martial Arts Arena on the top of the Pre-Jian Peak.

Xiao Lingjian looked at Fang Lang and said.

"You just need to get used to it. In the Sword Shu Sect, private fights and life-and-death fights are not allowed, but you can go to the ring. If you don't like someone, go to the ring and use your resources to gamble."

"You can regard the orientation battle as a small gambling battle. If you don't accept it, you will get stronger in the future and ask them to abuse you. They bullied you today. When the time comes, you invite a battle, and they can't refuse."

When Xiao Lingjian said this, he couldn't help laughing.

Many old disciples around were also laughing heartily, obviously many of them also found their way back in this way.

This is the competition within the sect, only in the competition will they become stronger quickly!

"Brother, how do you compare?"

"One on one?"

Fang Lang didn't care about this. After he became the No. 1 scholar, he received a huge reward on top of Bai Yudan.

The cultivation base has improved rapidly, nine-level swordsman, five-level martial artist, five-level magician...On average, Fang Lang doesn't even know how strong he is now.

Coincidentally, these brothers are so enthusiastic, let's practice with them.

As for resources...

He Fang Lang also does not lack the spiritual crystal resources issued by Jian Shuzong.

"It's not one-on-one, you happen to be three, that's three-on-three..."

Xiao Lingjian shook his head and said.

"Do you know about the 'Hidden Dragon Resource War' that will be held half a year later? At that time, there will be a group melee. The three of you will enter Jianshu at the same time. By then, you should be a small team to participate in the Qianlong Battle."

"So, this welcome battle is also to teach you... what is cooperation and what is team warfare."

Xiao Lingjian said.

Fang Lang was taken aback, and Liu Bubai and Ni Wen beside him were also puzzled.

"Aren't all sword cultivators in our sect, what's there to cooperate with?"

Fang Lang asked.

Of course, Fang Lang has heard of the cooperation and fighting between practitioners. When he was studying in the academy, Wen Jiaoxi also pointed out in the textbooks, but most of the cooperation occurred between practitioners of different professions. will make the team the best.

Xiao Lingjian laughed, and the old disciples around him also smiled.

"Who said there are only sword cultivators in the Jianshu sect?"

"Sword repair professions are also subdivided, heavy swords, soft swords, fast swords, etc. Jianshu Sect also has a special swordsmanship profession..."

"They are all geniuses in this year's scientific examination. If we were one-on-one, we might not really be opponents, but if we cooperate, even if there is a champion, they are afraid that the possibility of losing is very high."

...

The old disciples around said with a smile.

"Our number one scholar is a bit cute, so cute." One of the female seniors covered her mouth and said.

Fang Lang was thoughtful when he heard the voices around him.

Xiao Lingjian explained to him more clearly: "Let's put it this way, the team's cooperation in the battle is actually to prepare for the battle in the Demon Tower. The situation in the Demon World is more complicated, but after entering the Demon Tower, the team Cooperative combat can increase the survival rate in the Demon Tower."

Fang Lang, Liu Bubai, and Ni Wen understood.

"Then come on."

Fang Lang said.

Liu Bubai and Ni Wen didn't resist, did they fight side by side?

The three people who came out of Luojiang Academy believed that they still had a tacit understanding with each other.

When Liu Bubai heard about the team battle, he became more calm and calm. One-on-one he might still be uncertain.

Team fight?

Ah.

That's it.

The disciples in the martial arts arena dispersed one after another and stood around. Among the old disciples, three walked out.

One man, two women and three old disciples. The man was carrying an extremely large epee, his muscles were agitated, and he had a gentle smile on his face.

The two women look ordinary, one is fierce, and the other is carrying a sword box, which looks like Xiaojiabiyu.

"Zhao Dagang, the sect within two years, Duan Jiangang."

"Liu Taki, one year of sect, one section of Jian Gang."

"Xue Ying, the one-year-old sect, a nine-level sword master."

The three old disciples looked at Fang Lang and the other three, clasped their fists and said.

Two third-rank Sword Astral Realm disciples, and a ninth-tier sword master!

As expected of a disciple of the inner sect of the top ten sects, a disciple who can't even enter the Jiange, his strength doesn't seem to be weak.

Fang Lang became serious, thought for a while, took off the Golden Dragon Armor, and handed it to Liu Bubai: "Put it on, and you can just protect Xiao Wenzi later."

"She is a magician, and she will definitely be targeted during the casting process."

Liu Bubai put on the Golden Dragon Armor in a daze, shouldn't Ni Wen wear it? Let him wear armor for what?

Fang Lang patted Liu Bubai meaningfully.

The three of them also walked to the center of the martial arts arena, and clasped fists at the three senior brothers and sisters.

"Fang Lang, the number one scholar in the scientific examination, a fifth-level martial artist."

"Liu Bubai, 50th grade in the Imperial Palace Examination, a second-tier swordsman."

"Ni Wen, the seventy-ninth level of the imperial examination, a second-level magician."

The three each reported their true strength.

It was quiet for a while.

The disciples of Jianshu Sect did not pay attention to this year's scientific examination, but they did not expect that the overall level of this year's scientific examination seems to be much weaker than they imagined.

Can a fifth-level martial artist become the number one scholar? !

The champion of this year's scientific examination...is that all?

Even Xiao Lingjian was stunned, then frowned, it's impossible, a fifth-tier martial artist... fight for the number one!

Wufu's cultivation base... must be fake!

This year's champion is a bit skinny!

The 50th and 79th place in the palace examination may still have an element of luck, but the champion... there is no luck!

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The gate of the meeting hall on the highest mountain peak of Jianshu Sect was opened.

A group of figures walked out.

Chao Xiaojian stood on the top of the mountain, and the elders were all separated from each other, looking towards the extremely lively martial arts field in the pre-Jian Peak.

"Whether it's a welcome guide battle?"

"It's another three-year new disciple entering the sect."

"Among the new disciples this time, is there a champion? Our Jianshu Sect has not received a champion disciple for a long time. Hey, I don't know if the new disciple will win this time."

"The biggest purpose of the welcome guide battle is to guide the team battle. Even if there is a champion in the battle, but the cooperation is not enough, it is difficult to win."

Each elder expresses his own opinion.

He smiled at Xiaojian, with some anticipation in his eyes.

Jianshu Sect has been suppressed for ten years. Whether it can rise this year and regain resources depends on the performance of Fang Lang. He is still very confident in Fang Lang. This stubborn boy... has shown him too many miracles.

Wen Ting at the side was also holding a sword, drinking wolfberry tea soaked in a gourd.

"The disciples who guide the battle are not well selected. If that kid Fang Lang hits harder, the three of them will be autistic."

Wen Ting took a sip of wolfberry tea and said.

Several elders around looked over.

"Do not believe?"

Wen Ting swallowed the wolfberry on the tip of his tongue: "We'll wait and see."

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"Let's fight, let's fight!"

Fang Lang roared, his fists collided, and his blood rushed, creating an appearance that I was a super martial artist.

They are opposite.

The three old disciples began to line up.

Zhao Dagang stood at the forefront, the epee was like a huge shield, the sword energy gushed out, and the air was filled with anxious and heavy oppression.

The whimpering wind seemed to be blown away by the breath on his body.

Liu Taki held a sword at a slant, standing gracefully in front of Xiaojia Biyu's Xue Ying behind her, Xue Ying opened the sword box, and there were several small swords as slender as fingers lying in it.

"Be careful, the number one scholar Fang Lang is definitely not a martial artist. I saw a sword cocoon in his hand, so be careful with his sword."

Xue Ying's voice was very gentle.

"Dagang, you block the champion, and I will assist you. Taki Taki finds an opportunity to solve their magician, and then returns to help Dagang."

"good."

Both Zhao Dagang and Xue Ying responded solemnly.

Even if their opponents were new disciples, they did not relax their vigilance in any way.

The first essence of sect practice is not to relax in the face of any opponent, one must be vigilant at all times, otherwise, if one enters the demon gate, one will die without knowing how to die!

boom!

The moment Zhao Dagang and the others formed their formation, the clouds above the Yujian Peak seemed to have begun to change. It seemed that thick and dense clouds were slowly gathering, exuding depression.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the old disciples who had been laughing and playing were all quietly watching the battle in the martial arts arena.

Serious and earnest, with more than enough respect for this fight.

They also came from new disciples, so they knew the necessity of this battle. This was the first battle for new disciples to integrate into the sect.

opposite.

Fang Lang's expression changed slightly, and his eyes showed seriousness for the first time.

This guidance battle may not be as easy as he imagined.

The oppression from the pavement actually made every cell in his body tremble slightly, it was trembling with excitement.

On the other side, Liu Bubai and Ni Wen's faces were pale, feeling as if their hearts were being pressed down by a boulder.

"Xiao Wenzi, form the formation, complete the formation seal as quickly as you can, and choose the one with the most lethal power!"

Fang Lang said seriously.

directly took over the command.

It's a pity that Lao Jiang is not here, otherwise, with Lao Jiang, this battle should be stable.

Old Liu is still... alas.

"The first battle of joining the sect, don't be ashamed."

Fang Lang said.

"Do you dare to fight!"

Fang Lang stepped down with one step, and raised his hand in the Jeet-fist style. Suddenly, a momentum like a steel knife slashed out of his body, cutting off the momentum of Zhao Dagang and others like a knife cutting off water!

"dare!"

Ni Wen and Liu Bubai were also aroused and their eyes were serious.

The eyes of the old disciples around were fixed, good guy, they broke the oppression of Zhao Dagang's team in an instant!

This number one scholar... really has something!

"Junior brothers and sisters, offended."

Zhao Dagang's voice was low and he roared fiercely.

He didn't reserve his cultivation, and his burly body stepped forward in an instant. His first target was Fang Lang, and the oppressive epee was thrown out suddenly, like swinging a mountain!

The howling wind exploded on the martial arts arena!

At the moment when Zhao Dagang made the first move, Xue Ying also smiled, her spirituality fluctuated violently, and she recited words in her mouth, and then her hands formed seals in front of her body.

Yanagi Taki's graceful body shot out, bent over her body, and flew forward with her long legs, galloping towards Ni Wen like a bolt of lightning!

In her eyes, only Ni Wen is left!

Fight in a team, kill the sorcerer first, this is a concept that everyone knows!

The battle broke out in an instant!

Fang Lang faced Zhao Dagang's epee without hesitation, and punched out his fist without hesitation. The moment the fist collided with the epee, Fang Lang's eyes changed, and his other hand grabbed the hilt of the obsidian sword in the sword box!

Sword drawing!

Draw the sword from the box, the sword is like thunder!

The sword energy in the dantian cyclone was mobilized, and in an instant, the air seemed to be split into a dark slit!

when!

With a crisp sound, Zhao Dagang felt his palm go numb, almost unable to hold the epee!

"Nine-level sword master?! Fifth-level martial artist?!"

good guy...

Double major in two professions? !

Zhao Dagang looked at Fang Lang who was holding down his epee and swooped down on him.

Worthy of being the No. 1 scholar!

It smells like that!

"Dagang, explode with all your strength."

Behind him, Xue Ying's gentle voice came, and Zhao Dagang's eyes turned red instantly, his muscles bulged, and he held the epee in both hands, and the empty door opened wide, and he flew straight at Fang Lang!

The huge sword was swung out, and the sword was smashed down like waves!

As if in a posture of dying together, Fang Lang can pierce Zhao Dagang's chest as long as he stretches his sword forward!

Suddenly, Fang Lang's heart trembled, but he saw a small sword wrapped in spiritual thoughts coming towards him in a stream of light!

That Xue Ying sat with her legs crossed, one leg bent, as if she was sitting in the void, the sword box lay flat on her lap, she was like playing a piano with a crisp sound of "Ding Ding Ding", a small sword with a handle came out of the sword box Get popped by her!

"Jianshu, the art of swordplay!"

Xue Ying's gentle voice sounded.

After all, the little sword exploded an inch in front of Fang Lang!

The magic array wrapped around it, mixed with sword energy, slammed into Fang Lang.

Fang Lang quickly pulled out the Liansheng sword and slashed through the void in order to block the wave.

And taking advantage of this wave of explosions, Zhao Dagang swung down his epee brazenly, and the cooperation between the two was almost seamless!

Fang Lang set up his double swords and took down the epee, but he was smashed and slid back several steps in a row, and two cracks were pressed out on the ground of the martial arts arena!

On the other side, Liu Taki approached Ni Wen, Liu Bubai swung his sword to block, and a small sword flew towards him, it was Xue Ying's sword!

She is like a wise man in control of the overall situation. While helping Zhao Dagang suppress Fang Lang, she still has the power to suppress Liu Bubai and Ni Wen.

Boom! ! !

The spell wrapped in the little sword exploded.

Liu Bubai's green shirt exploded, revealing the golden dragon armor that Fang Lang asked him to wear inside.

Liu Taki struck with his sword, Liu Bubai's eyes turned red, and he blocked the sword with his body!

Liu Bubai was slapped flying by the sword, but quickly got up, and the golden dragon armor was intact!

Liu Bubai was overjoyed that he could carry it!

"Come on! Hit me!"

Liu Taki's face turned black, the golden dragon armor... this is the No. 1 armor with extremely high defense power, and it is extremely difficult for her to break through it.

In the distance, Xue Ying also frowned.

Gently flicking the small sword in the sword box again, his spiritual thoughts were consumed violently, and his face turned pale.

However, the little sword sliced ​​through the void, arced across, and pierced towards Ni Wen.

Liu Bubai's eyes sharpened, the sword in his hand touched the ground, bent into an arc, and bounced violently.

"I block!"

Boom!

Blocking the sword with his body, Liu Bubai was instantly sent flying, grinning his teeth in pain from the piercing force, but...he blocked it.

On the other side, Fang Lang's Lingxu sword step exploded, his body jumped up suddenly, bounced like a long jump, bent in an arc, and Zhao Dagang raised his sword and slammed it.

Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts fluctuated, and he threw out an instant spiritual awl.

Zhao Dagang was stunned, Fang Lang swung the sword in his hand, and a lotus flower with sword energy strangled and exploded instantly!

In an instant, Zhao Dagang was enveloped!

Zhao Dagang's sword gang rotated in his body, and the epee pierced the ground, resisting the sword lotus ultimate move. In an instant, his whole body was bleeding, but he remained motionless like a rock!

And Fang Lang drew back his sword, and the Obsidian Sword and the Liansheng Sword returned to their sheaths at the same time, ignoring Zhao Dagang who was resisting the surging sword energy.

Raising his hand, he immediately cast the ice bow, and shot out arrow after arrow.

The target is directed at Xue Ying!

This champion is still a magician!

Career repairs!

monster!

What a monster!

"Taki Taki!"

Xue Ying's complexion changed drastically. She used the sword continuously, which consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

Hurry up and call your teammates back to defense.

"Little Wenzi! Boom her!"

Fang Lang stepped forward while shooting arrows, and shouted.

Under the defense of Liu Bubai's physical body, Ni Wen finally condensed the magic formation!

"Thunder formation!"

A large amount of Ni Wen's spirit was taken away in an instant.

And above the Martial Arts Field, overcast clouds were overcast, and the art array unfolded in circles, and countless thunder roared down, smashing towards Liu Taki.

Liu Taki could only resist with his sword, and was instantly overwhelmed by countless thunderbolts.

Thunder formation, the most lethal formation that second-grade magicians can master!

The consumption of spiritual thoughts is huge, and it takes a long time to form an formation, so it is not suitable for single combat.

However, Liu Bubai bought enough time for Ni Wen, so Ni Wen immediately threw out the formation!

Pooh!

Xue Ying was pierced through the shoulders on both sides by ice arrows shot continuously, and blood shot out.

call out!

Xiao Lingjian blurred into the arena in an instant, raised his hand, and pinched the ice bow and arrow that Fang Lang had shot.

Some helplessly said: "Junior Brother Fang, you have won."

There was an uproar around the martial arts arena.

The team of old disciples was actually hammered by the team of new disciples!

Fang Lang ignored them, and his mind moved.

Stare at the system prompt that appears in front of you.

"Challenge mission, current shock value (60/100)"

not enough!

These brothers and sisters are a little emotional.

Fang Lang frowned.

Directly crushing the team of old disciples, isn't it enough to reach the threshold of shock?

Then there will be another wave of explosions!

Fang Lang hunted in the green shirt, raised his hand, and pointed the ice bow in his hand at the dangerous peak of Huangjiange opposite to Prejian Peak!

The bow is drawn to the full moon, and it roars out!

It turned into a ray of ice blue light and shot directly at the Yellow Jiange in the distance!

"Fang Lang, a newly promoted inner sect disciple, the number one scholar in the new Tang Dynasty, wants to go to the Huangji Jiange to have a look at the scenery."

"Senior brothers and sisters of Huangji Jiange..."

"Dare to fight?!"

As soon as the words came out.

The entire Pre-Sword Peak, all the old disciples suddenly fell silent.

Crazy Xin Ke champion man!

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