Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Chapter 19 I'm the one in charge of lying down

"Luojiang Academy, win."

On the ring, the referee of Jianshu Sect took a deep look at Fang Lang and said.

Fang Lang's swordsmanship surprised even a disciple of the Jianshu Sect. In terms of swordsmanship alone, this kid should have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

It's not a surprise to win Xuzhou Academy, but it's a little surprising that he can display such sword skills with the strength of a sixth-level swordsman.

Moreover, being able to string three in a row is also a skill.

As for the blood on the ring, the referees of Jianshu Sect took it for granted. There is no practice without bloodshed. The real practice is to face life and death.

The Jianshu sect sits in the "Yaoque", do you really think it's a tour of mountains and rivers?

It was the result of the joint efforts of many disciples of the Jianshu Sect to suppress it. Every year, the number of disciples of the inner sect of the Jianshu Sect who died in the demon tower was no less than ten, and countless were injured!

Therefore, for this level of blood, the disciples of Jianshu Sect did not blink their eyes.

In his eyes, these can only be regarded as small troubles, and the students of the academy are still too immature.

On the arena, Fang Lang held a fine steel sword, his green shirt fluttered, and he wore a warm smile.

Eighteen consecutive cuts, now... the progress is three.

Fifteen more wins, or five teams, are needed.

This first battle also gave Fang Lang a deeper understanding of the cruelty of practice. Practice is not just about learning, but also fighting, bloodshed, and killing.

Fang Lang needs to get used to this situation, do as the Romans do when he goes to the countryside, and can't think too much about his practice.

This change in mentality is Fang Lang's biggest gain in this battle.

Walking off the arena, Wen Jiaoxi also had a satisfied smile on his face. He also saw Fang Lang's transformation on the arena, from being gentle and polite at the beginning to sharpening in his swordsmanship later.

This change is also a kind of progress.

A real practitioner should not be kind. Cultivation is a matter of life, and there is only one life.

Practice is to be responsible for life.

In the arena, you just have to fight with all your strength, the life and death of the contestants will be watched by the referee of Jianshu Sect.

A series of three in the first battle.

This victory even attracted the attention of many participating academies around. Many students looked over with serious eyes.

Liu Bubai was very happy, and even put his arms around Fang Lang's neck, raising his chin: "You performed well, with my Liu Bubai demeanor."

"It's nothing more than winning a student from a middle- and lower-ranked academy." Fang Lang also smiled.

Jiang Linglong wore a veil and glanced at Fang Lang, his eyes were also somewhat thoughtful.

"Mr. Wen, the next game... I will go."

Jiang Linglong said.

Wen Jiaoxi was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't refuse, and nodded.

Soon, the rest time was over, and Professor Wen went to draw lots again to prepare for the second competition.

It was still the seventh ring of the Xuan Group.

This time, the opponent of Luojiang Academy is a middle-ranked academy, Annan Academy.

In the arena.

Jiang Linglong took the stage. She was wearing a veil and holding a steel sword. Her slim figure attracted many people's attention.

Opposite her was a handsome young man with a smile on his face.

"Annan Academy, Chen Liangtian, a nine-level swordsman."

"Why is the girl wearing a veil? With such beautiful eyes, there must be a face that can surpass the world. If you are defeated, girl, would you like to travel to Jianshu with Chen?"

The young students of Annan Academy laughed.

Jiang Linglong's ancient well was silent.

"Luojiang Academy, Jiang Pei."

Then, there is no more, and there is no reporting realm.

Because, there is no need.

The sword's momentum was instantaneous, like the rotation of the seasons. Jiang Linglong had no suppressive power against Wen Ting, but against ordinary students, it was simply a slap.

Snapped!

As soon as the sword was slapped, the flamboyant student of Annan Academy was directly slapped with blood exploding from his chest, and flew off the ring.

And the girl held the long sword obliquely, her eyes were like stars, and she was understating it.

"Next person."

Under the arena, there was commotion.

Wen Jiaoxi has a headache, another plan to make a series of three?

Today's young people like to do everything in one step?

However, for sword cultivators, it is a good thing to be young and frivolous.

Liu Bubai raised his head proudly, folded his hands on his chest, and pursed his lips.

"The hole cards are the last ones! I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry at all! I'm the hole card, they're so rough, I have to hold on, and I'll give them the bottom line!"

In the arena.

Jiang Linglong, like Fang Lang's last match, ended the battle in a series of three, crushing the whole process.

The girl walked off the ring with pride and without any embarrassment.

Fang Lang looked over, and Jiang Linglong nodded towards Fang Lang.

Wen Jiaoxi is not surprised that Jiang Linglong's swordsmanship is not weaker than Fang Lang's, and even stronger because of the foundation of his cultivation.

On one side, Liu Bubai's eyes lit up, and he said to Wen Jiaoxi: "Sir..."

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Fang Lang's eyes narrowed, and he spoke first: "Sir, let me play in the end. Liu Bubai is our Luojiang Academy's hole card, and he can't be easily exposed."

Liu Bubai opened his mouth, what you said made sense, but... I want to draw a sword.

I also want to show off in the arena.

Wen Jiaoxi had a weird smile on his face.

"good."

The teacher agreed, what else could Liu Bubai say?

He could only stalk his neck, hold his head high, and maintain the unique pride of being an academy trump card.

I'm a genius, once I appear on the stage, I'm sure to set the world with a sword!

...

In the third game, Fang Lang was still on stage, and his opponent was still a mid-level academy.

However, there is still no suspense in this battle. With the swordsman's specialization in drawing swords and Lingxu sword steps, Fang Lang easily made three in a row!

One-third of the progress of the task is completed.

However, Jiang Linglong seemed to be on the bar with Fang Lang, and Jiang Linglong took the stage again in the next scene.

Liu Bubai wanted to speak, but Jiang Linglong glanced at her, and stopped her words.

And when Jiang Linglong came on stage, she still swept away her opponent with gorgeous sword moves.

Luojiang Academy won all four games, with a series of threes in every game.

This also attracted the attention of many participating academies in the mysterious group, and some gifted students from top academies even glanced over solemnly.

A series of three games, they can also.

However, this also shows that the strength of Luojiang Academy this year is much stronger than in previous years, and it is a competitive opponent.

With the continuation of the first round, the competition in the mysterious group is getting stronger and stronger, and the opponents Luojiang Academy encounters are also getting stronger and stronger.

However, Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong still maintained a rhythm of three in a row, and won the competition. Liu Bubai still had no chance to play. With tears in his eyes, he held his head up, maintaining his demeanor as a trump card and unfathomable.

But Liu Bubai...he was in a hurry.

Sword drawing!

Lingxu Sword Step!

The two kinds of swordsmanship erupted at the same time. On the ring, after Fang Lang entangled his opponent for a quarter of an hour, he finally found a chance and completed the final attack!

The opponent fell to the ring, his face pale.

And under the arena, the teacher of the other party's academy was also pale.

Fang Lang completed a series of three again.

Fang Lang was out of breath, and the hand holding the sword was shaking. The opponent in this match was not weak, but he still won.

Fang Lang's inner joy was indescribable.

"Current mission progress (18/18)"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the target task and obtaining [Double Sword Style (Swordsman Specialization)]."

"[Double Sword Flow] will be acquired through muscle memory and spiritual transmission, and solve the authenticity of swordsmanship from the causal level. Please rest assured to practice the host."

Fang Lang unexpectedly completed the task of eighteen consecutive cuts in the first round.

At the same time, the first round of the Sword Asking Competition ended.

Luojiang Academy stood out from the mysterious group with a complete victory record and was shortlisted for the second round.

Liu Bubai was in a daze.

He still failed to play after all.

In this first round, he seemed rather lonely.

What did he do?

Didn't do anything, just lay down and won the second round inexplicably.

This situation is not quite right, he is Liu Bubai, a genius of swordsmanship in Luojiang Academy.

He is the master, the one who is in charge of lying down!

Fang Lang and Jiang Peixiu can no longer be allowed to practice swordsmanship.

In the second round, he must play!