Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The setting sun is like fire.

Reflecting the colorful clouds in the sky, it is like a dream.

There are raptors spreading their wings in the rays of the sun and soaring upwards.

Luojiang Academy, martial arts arena.

Fang Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Wen Jiaoxi who was holding a wooden sword and smiling.

On the other side, Jiang Linglong was also provoked by Wen Jiaoxi's words, and her slender eyebrows frowned.

Liu Bubai made it very obvious, raised his chin, and said, "Then Mr. is about to prepare for defeat."

He did not use the exquisite long sword he brought from home, but also took the wooden sword prepared by the academy.

Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong also held wooden swords.

In the distance, under the weapon rack.

Zao Wou-ki and the old teacher guarding the weapon rack were squatting, smoking dry tobacco together.

The old teacher narrowed his eyes, exhaled tobacco smoke from his nostrils, and said with a smile: "Wen Laoqi is about to start playing tricks again."

"At this time of year, Wen Laoqi will make a wave of this trick to suppress the arrogance of the academy's swordsman geniuses. I hope these three children can carry it for a long time."

On Zao Wou-ki's simple and honest face, there was a simple and honest smile: "Wen Lao Qi? That year, the seventh in the Tang Dynasty's scientific examination gold list, worshiped Jianshu sect, and was educated in Jianshu, but refused to stay in Jianshu, because of a woman , Gentleman Jian Wen Ting who stayed behind to teach at Chang'an Academy in the Imperial Capital?"

"Yes, it's this romantic guy." The old teacher grinned.

The old teacher glanced at the unshaven Wen Jiaoxi, but he showed regret: "That's a pity. This Wen Ting was also a hero in the past. If he entered Jianshu, he might be able to reach the fourth rank now."

Zhao Wuji was full of emotions: "No wonder he, the woman he chased back then...wowed the world, who can resist, he is not the only one who fell."

Next, the two seemed to have found a common topic, and began to talk about the woman who was so magnificent that she dumped half of the Tang Dynasty.

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In the martial arts arena.

Liu Bubai took the lead, he was full of arrogance, although his cultivation was far behind Wen Jiaoxi, but he was still very confident in his swordsmanship, even if he was not as good, but if Wen Jiaoxi moved a step, he still couldn't do it?

In the case of not using cultivation, the gap in swordsmanship is actually not too big.

Under the setting sun, Liu Bubai's wooden sword was covered with a fiery sword coat.

"Sir, offended."

When Liu Bubai held the wooden sword, he felt that he held the whole world.

He completely felt that he was born for the sword.

Pooh!

The wooden sword thrust out in an instant, extremely fast, and even sent out a sonic boom as the air flow was crushed!

He stabbed forward with a sword, but when he was one foot away from Wen Jiaoxi's body, Liu Bubai's eyes became sharper, his footsteps changed, and the attack of the sword changed abruptly, like a wandering dragon and snake, unexpectedly slashing across an arc, He stabbed toward Wen Jiaoxi's waist and abdomen.

The speed is extremely fast, and it also implies a suppressed sword energy.

In the distance, Fang Lang's eyes froze. This Liu Bubai did have the capital of pride. If Fang Lang, who didn't know how to draw a sword before, would have been defeated in an instant with this sword skill.

Jiang Linglong was wearing a veil, her eyes showed no emotion.

"The speed is not fast, the strength is too small, where did all your food go?"

Wen Jiaoxi's eyes were cold and sharp, and the wooden sword in his hand was instantly pointed out, extremely sharp.

Clap!

Twice.

The wooden sword in Liu Bubai's hand was suddenly blown away, and it hit the ground with a crisp sound.

Soon Liu Bubai didn't even know when Wen Jiaoxi drew his sword.

So fast!

Liu Bubai didn't believe in evil, picked up the sword and stabbed again, at a trickier angle and faster speed, like a red dragon tearing through the air.

However, as if the wooden sword in Wen Jiaoxi's hand came alive, it touched Liu Bubai's sword. After a stroke, the wooden sword broke away from Liu Bubai's hand and stuck to Wen Jiaoxi's sword, spinning continuously. Playing sword flower.

From the beginning to the end, Professor Wen never moved a step.

"waste."

"Three together."

Wen Jiaoxi threw the sword back to the pale Liu Bubai.

"You have to pay attention to skill when you strike a sword, and you have to grasp the timing. You have to pay attention to using force and unloading force, but what is more tested is your eyesight."

Wen Jiaoxi said coldly.

At this moment, the three of Fang Lang felt a mountain of pressure from Wen Jiaoxi.

It was as if he was facing an unsheathed peerless sword fairy. Behind him, there were countless flying swords, shining with dazzling silver light, flying into the sky like a galaxy waterfall.

Jiang Linglong's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the red lips under the veil are slightly raised: "As expected of the famous gentleman Jian Wenting from the Imperial Capital back then."

call out!

Jiang Linglong drew out his sword, and the wooden sword instantly transformed into countless afterimages, like spring rain.

Fang Lang was also a little excited.

"System, switch the bond training status!"

Fang Lang said without hesitation.

He understands that this is a rare swordsmanship guidance bureau, and he will not let this opportunity go easily.

"Ding!"

"Successfully switch the practice state, do you want to use the triple booster card?"

system hint.

This reminder made Fang Lang hesitate.

Triple Amplifier Card...

Do you want to use it?

"used!"

Fang Lang gritted his teeth!

"Ding, the Triple Amplification Card has been used, and the host can currently obtain 150% of the practice perception and practice speed of the bonded object Ni Wen."

"I wish you a happy practice."

The system prompt gradually disappeared.

But Fang Lang only felt his mind pause, and the next moment, Jiang Linglong and Wen Jiaoxi's dizzying sword shadows were gradually dissected in his eyes.

One and a half of Ni Wen's root bone increased.

Fang Lang... Keep up!

Jiang Linglong's sword is very oppressive, the sword is like spring rain at first, and then the sword turns, but it is like summer rain, autumn rain is continuous, and winter rain is biting!

Wen Jiaoxi easily pressed down Jiang Linglong's sword, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You are using... Four Seasons Flow, I seem to know your identity."

Wen taught Xi to block Jiang Linglong's instantaneously transformed ****-like offensive swordsmanship, said.

However, there was a little more respect on his face.

"Mr. Wen Ting doesn't need to do this. Now I am a student of Mr., just for the sword."

Jiang Linglong's voice was still cold, with arrogance in it.

On the other side, Liu Bubai also participated in the battle. Although Jiang Linglong was suppressed by Wen Jiaoxi's sword, he went back and forth, which greatly stimulated Liu Bubai.

This new girl's swordsmanship is actually a little better than him!

With Liu Bubai's joining, Wen Jiaoxi's sword drawing speed is getting slower and slower, like a gentleman, holding a pen and writing ink, and drawing a sword like a pen walking around a snake.

So strong!

This is pure swordsmanship, without the slightest adulteration of cultivation.

However, Wen Jiaoxi was still able to do a job with ease, as if two more Jiang Linglongs were still relaxed and freehand.

Fang Lang on one side was very happy.

After switching his practice state and opening the triple booster card, he continued to absorb the skills of the three-person swordsmanship.

He is enriching himself!

This feeling... so good!

With Fang Lang's original Baipin 36 roots, it is a pleasure that he can't experience at all!

Holding the wooden sword, Fang Lang lowered his body slightly, as if drawing his sword and charging.

There is a wind.

Blowing up the youth's robes fluttering.

In the martial arts arena, Wen Jiaoxi, who blocked Jiang Linglong and Liu Bubai's swordsmanship like a mountain, suddenly felt a sharp edge.

Surprised, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Fang Lang, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

He knew Fang Lang's sword-drawing skills, that one-handed sword skill, and the condensed energy that could not be gathered without ten years of hard work.

He was looking forward to Fang Lang's sword.

At this moment, many images flashed in Fang Lang's eyes.

That was the memory picture of [Spiritual Void Sword Step].

...

on screen.

In the turbulent water, the young man stepped against the current, and every time he stepped on it, the water splashed three feet.

And was washed down by the water again and again, falling into the river, washed up with all kinds of meat and eight vegetables.

Day after day, year after year.

One day, the sword step will take shape, step down with one step, the sword energy will cut through the turbulent water waves, like a thin white snake, it will be stirred for seven inches and then fade away!

...

The picture gradually hid in the depths of Fang Lang's pupils.

Fang Lang was in the shape of drawing a sword, but Yu Wenjiaoxi started running around in circles, stepping on the ground silently, like a phantom floating up and down.

Liu Bubai was so shaken by Fang Lang that he almost threw up.

Fang Lang's going around in circles... has magical powers!

Jiang Linglong's sword was also slightly stagnant.

Wen Jiaoxi, on the other hand, was tense all over, showing a serious look for the first time.

He actually felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake!

far away.

Squatting on the ground and smoking a pipe, Zao Wou-ki and the old teacher who were watching the battle also became dignified at this moment.

boom!

In the martial arts arena.

Fang Lang ran around in circles, and finally made a move, drawing his sword!

call out! ! !

The boy borrowed the wind, and the wind blew like a knife!

A sword is like lightning.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless!

Fang Lang's accumulated sword power burst out at this moment!

It sounded like the sound of air bursting.

Wen Jiaoxi's eyes were fixed, sharp as a blade, holding the wooden sword in his hand, he suddenly accelerated, swung away the swords of Liu Bubai and Jiang Linglong, and the swords turned around and hung upside down.

Snapped!

Two wooden swords collided in the air.

And Fang Lang stepped down heavily, one step like stepping on the wind, a sword like a step, and a step like a sword.

There is sword energy gushing out under the soles of the feet, which is hard to capture.

Wen Jiaoxi also seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. His wooden sword was attached to Fang Lang's sword, and he swung violently. Fang Lang's powerful sword-drawing technique was blown away.

However, the sword energy rushing out from the sword step was too late to block it with the sword.

Wen Jiaoxi had no choice but to raise one foot, his figure fluttered like a butterfly, and he spun around in a circle, trying to dodge by a hair's breadth.

But he sighed secretly in his heart, this movement was tantamount to being ripped open by Fang Lang.

A huge flaw was revealed!

Jiang Linglong's eyes were as bright as torches, and his sword was coming down like Xia Yu.

Liu Bubai's sword also stabbed.

Wen Jiaoxi turned around with the wooden sword, and had no choice but to draw away Jiang Linglong's Xia Yu sword, which was more threatening. However, without using his cultivation, all his strength was exhausted.

Liu Bubai stabbed with his wooden sword.

He stabbed Professor Wen in the chest.

Wen Jiaoxi's body trembled suddenly, and the figure that landed lightly, lost his balance, and finally took a step back.

Liu Bubai was taken aback for a moment, then...ecstatic!

Won!

One sword decides the universe!

Sure enough, he, Liu Bubai, is still that rock-solid swordsmanship genius!

The setting sun is like blood, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

The atmosphere in the martial arts arena fell into a stagnation.

Only Liu Bubai's excited laughter lingered.

And Jiang Linglong wore a veil and looked at Fang Lang behind Wen Jiaoxi in a complicated manner.

Wen Jiaoxi also touched his nose with a wry smile, and glanced at Fang Lang who was sitting on the ground and smiling brightly. He actually... overturned!

In the distance, Zao Wou-ki and the old teacher also looked at the panting Fang Lang.

The picture in my mind is like a freeze frame.

The boy stepped on the wind and released sword energy.

With the sword step, he stepped on a sword that determined the universe.