Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

In front of the Suzaku gate.

Warm atmosphere.

On the occasion of the holy emperor's birthday celebration, the final decisive battle of the resource war was held today. In the past few days, the astonishing strength and crushing performance displayed by the disciples of the Dao Sect on the arena in front of the Suzaku Gate made the entire The people in Chang'an City have all seen it.

Many common people and rich families were excited about it, and they secretly looked forward to sending their children to the academy to practice hard, so that they could grow into talented practitioners like An Fan and Li Yuanzhen in the future.

As for the last battle of the resource war, the disciples of the Jianshu Sect and the disciples of the Dao Dao Sect were a spectacle for the common people, but for some civil and military officials and some powerful sects, it was just a way of watching.

After all, even if Dao Dao Zong wins, most of the resources will be punished to Jian Shu Zong. Therefore, in this battle, Jian Shu Zong can be said to be invincible.

However, this does not mean that the disciples of Dao Dao Sect do not want to win.

Even, the disciples of the Dao Sect want to win more, and they want to win in a carefree way. Only in this way can they prove that the Dao Sect has the dominance in this resource war.

And the disciples of Jianshu Sect, even though they got these resources, they are not worthy!

It can be said that the decisive battle for resources has not yet begun, but it has already been pointed at the head of the wheat.

The snow on the ring was swept away.

An Fan led the five disciples of Dao Sect to stand in the arena. The battle for resources was not an individual battle, but a team battle. It was a battle to decide the outcome, and a battle to determine the ownership of the resources.

It's simple and rude, but it's attracting more and more attention from the world.

Fang Lang, who stepped down from the carriage, was radiant. After all, it was only a month before the scientific examination that just ended. For the people of Chang'an City, this new champion is still famous.

Of course, many people are also aware that this time the resource war, the new champion may not be able to change anything, after all, the new champion has just entered the sect not long ago, no matter how strong it is, can it be stronger than the old disciple?

In this resource war, not only new disciples will fight for the front, but also old disciples will fight.

Once the old disciples of Jianshu Sect are defeated, and the old disciples intervene in the battle of the new disciples, the situation of the new disciples on either side will be avalanche in an instant!

Therefore, no one is optimistic about Jianshu Sect.

Because, not only the Jianshu Sect has the number one scholar, but the Daoist School also has the number one student!

Da Dao Zong Anfan was also the number one student in the previous two sessions!

This is a battle between the old champion and the new champion!

Around the arena.

The disciples of various sects stood in a row with dignified faces.

Ximen Xianxian unfolded the paper fan, shook it lightly, and sighed slightly: "Brother Lang has repeatedly created miracles, but this resource war is a group war, and it is very difficult for Jianshu Sect."

Wei Sheng also frowned. Immortal Martial Pagoda lost to Dao Dao Sect precisely because of An Fan's absolute strength to suppress the fourth-rank warrior disciple of Immortal Martial Pagoda.

As for whether Fang Lang could change the situation, Wei Sheng didn't know. He looked at Fang Lang who was slowly walking towards the ring, with some inexplicable expectations in his heart.

Upstairs in Suzaku City.

The five princesses who couldn't stop coughing quietly looked at the disciples of Jianshu Sect who were standing opposite the disciples of Dao Sect.

His eyes fell on Fang Lang, who was dressed in white and smiled warmly in the crowd.

It can be said that the reason why the Eldest Prince's plan failed this time is all because of this son.

The new disciple of Taihua Sword Immortal, who has never accepted a disciple for two hundred years, is the junior uncle of Jianshu Sect.

A look of curiosity flashed in the fifth princess's eyes.

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Chang'an City, the tallest restaurant.

There are five floors in total, and on the fifth floor by the window, two people are drinking and eating.

Looking sideways at the wide arena in front of Suzaku's gate.

Lu Taixuan poured himself a glass of wine, the liquid in the glass swayed, causing clear ripples.

Opposite him, sitting upright is Chao Xiaojian with unrestrained white hair.

Lu Taixuan drank politely, and ate only wine and no food, but Chao Xiaojian had a mouthful of food, a glass of wine, and enjoyed the snowy scenery of Chang'an City.

"Are you not worried about this competition at all?"

"The overall strength of the disciples of Dao Dao Sect is not weaker than your disciples of Jian Shu Sect."

"Especially An Fan, who was the number one scholar in the previous two scientific examinations, and has a very high talent in surgery. Although Huang Ying's little girl is talented, she is much worse than An Fan."

Lu Taixuan took a sip of wine, glanced at Xiaojian, and said with a smile.

Chao Xiaojian's mouth was full of vegetables, he took a sip of wine, slapped the wine glass on the table, and wiped his mouth: "An Fan? In that year's scientific examination, there were no outstanding talents. How could this kid compare to Fang? Langby?"

"In this year's scientific examination, geniuses came out in large numbers, but this kid Fang Lang is beyond all of our expectations, and he is the number one scholar in the examination."

"What do you think... An Fan is?"

"Besides, this kid Fang Lang is a disciple personally selected by my sister-in-chief. Today's junior uncle of the Jianshu sect, is he An Fan... worthy?"

Chao Xiaojian sneered without hesitation.

Lu Taixuan couldn't help shaking his head and laughing when he heard the words, this Chao Xiaojian was not only arrogant to himself, but also to his disciples.

"Anyway, it's a contest between champions and champions."

Leaning against the window, Chao Xiaojian said with a smile: "Lord Lu, watch carefully, this kid Fang Lang...is definitely going to do something again."

"I just feel sorry for the right minister's son. This time the competition is over... I'm afraid I'm going to have another few days of nightmares."

Lu Taixuan couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

No. 1 against No. 1, this is interesting.

After a long time, Lu Taixuan poured wine for Chao Xiaojian, and said, "After this resource war, Fang Lang should set off to draw the three swords, right?"

"This road is not safe, and there are many people who don't want the Taihua Sect Master to return."

"So, you plan to escort yourself?"

He nodded to Xiaojian, then shook his head again.

"I won't make a move myself, I will sit in Jianshu Sect, if I don't make a move, who dares to make a move?"

Lu Taixuan was stunned: "Then you let him go on the road alone? Isn't it courting death?"

He raised his glass to Xiaojian, looked at the flying snow in the sky, and smiled faintly: "Of course I will find someone to protect him, that guy is not easy to mess with."

Smiling at Xiaojian, he drank all the wine in the cup.

Then, bowing to Lu Taixuan, the sword in the scabbard around his waist was immediately unsheathed, turned into a streamer, and shot out.

Lu Taixuan got up: "What? Didn't you finish the competition?"

Chao Xiaojian jumped out of the restaurant, the light of the sword lingered all over his body, his white hair was flying, and he went to the sky in style.

"Don't look at it, my little guy from the Jianshu Sect is sure to win."

"Let's compete, I'm an old bastard, and I'm ordered to destroy the sect."

Chao Xiaojian's chic words fell like snowflakes.

Afterwards, Yu Jian went east.

Lu Taixuan gently raised his wine glass, shook his head, looked out of the window, at the arena in front of Suzaku's gate, and slowly sipped the wine in the glass.

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In the arena.

Twelve people stood side by side in a row, with old disciples facing old disciples and new disciples facing new disciples.

There was a gust of wind blowing, blowing the rustling snowflakes, and also blowing up the white clothes of everyone.

The person in charge of judging the competition is a seventh-rank expert dispatched by the imperial court. Once an accident occurs, he can stop it in time.

Opposite Fang Lang is Li Yuanzhen, and opposite Huang Ying is An Fan.

However, An Fan didn't look at Huang Ying, but his eyes fell on Fang Lang.

"The champion of the new division... What a coincidence, I am your senior, and I was the champion of the previous two sessions."

An Fan said with a smile.

Fang Lang couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the words, and bowed his hands.

Li Yuanzhen stared at Fang Lang: "I won't lose this battle again!"

In the scientific examination, he lost to Fang Lang. That battle was a shame to him, so he absolutely did not want to lose this battle!

This time it was a group battle. It was absolutely impossible for Fang Lang to rely on the gimmicky flying sword again to defeat him by surprise, and it was impossible for him to give Fang Lang this chance!

"when--"

The referee struck the golden gong.

The disciples of Jianshu Sect and Dao Dao Sect separated and arranged in a pre-arranged formation.

Ni Wen stood at the end, and Liu Bubai held a big sword to protect Ni Wen.

Ge Shu Yuehua and Jiang Linglong were the main attackers, while Fang Lang was in charge of solving the opponent's skill repair.

On the other side, Huang Ying and An Fan also stood facing each other, dividing the area of ​​the ring, which belonged to their level of confrontation.

The fourth rank of art repair, the first rank apprentice, the second rank master, the third rank tutor, and the fourth rank is the realm of the law!

The fourth rank of sword repair is the first rank of sword apprentice, the second rank of sword master, the third rank of sword gang, and the fourth rank of sword artistic conception!

Both Huang Ying and An Fan are cultivators at the peak of the lower fourth rank, and their destructive power in battle is much higher than that of the new disciples!

After all, they are all genius practitioners with half a foot in the upper fourth rank!

when--

Another gong sounded.

The referee also said loudly: "Start!"

After the words fell, the figure of the referee disappeared in the middle of the ring in an instant.

And the atmosphere on the arena also became tense in an instant, and the flying snow that was falling slowly was also blown away!

The area around the arena suddenly fell silent, no matter if it was the people or the disciples of various sects, they were all staring at the sudden battle on the arena!

Fang Lang held the sword hilt on his back in his hand, and his figure began to dive very fast, extremely fast.

On the other hand, the formation of the Dao Sect made everyone around the ring go into an uproar.

Because Li Yuanzhen, who had stepped into the realm of a three-stage master, was actually protected by the other four new disciples. They never took the initiative to attack, but instead, began to set up aura walls one after another!

The new disciples of the Dao Sect planned to defend from the very beginning!

Fang Lang's eyes narrowed, and he instantly understood the plans of these Daoist disciples.

Because Jian Shuzong has Fang Lang, Jiang Linglong, and geniuses like Ge Shu Yuehua!

The new disciples of Dao Dao Sect may not be able to compare!

Therefore, they are mainly defensive. As long as An Fan on the other side eliminates Huang Ying and intervenes in the battle of the new disciples, this decisive battle will be completely over without any suspense!

This decision caused an uproar in the surroundings like a tidal wave surging in all directions, slamming against the shore continuously.

Fang Lang frowned!

"Stand up the wall!"

Li Yuanzhen snarled and shattered a piece of falling snow.

With his hands and ten fingers, he transformed into countless shadows in an instant, began to form seals, and began to form formations!

He stared at Fang Lang. Brother An Fan was right, he wanted to crush Fang Lang with the most powerful array he could master now...

The four disciples of the Dao Sect danced their staffs one after another, and in an instant, the ground of the arena broke open!

There is an earth wall rushing up high, like an earth dragon roaring.

There are also blue waves rippling, turning into a water-like curtain, like a drizzling rain in the world, like a water prison to guard the disciples of the Dao Sect!

These four disciples of the Dao Sect are not weak, they are all third-grade masters, and they are wholeheartedly defending. Even if it is Wei Shenglai, it will take a lot of time and effort to break through!

And Li Yuanzhen was condensing the spell array, the restless aura in the air, and Li Yuanzhen's powerful spirituality seemed to converge into a substance.

On the top of Li Yuanzhen's head, there was actually a huge magic array formed, and the murderous aura spread from it!

"Li Yuanzhen is condensing the third-grade skill cultivation and killing formation 'Thunder Killing Kill'!"

"This is the most lethal formation among the third-grade formations! Stop him!"

At the end of the Jianshu Sect team, Ni Wen's face changed slightly and she spoke.

Fang Lang smiled suddenly: "Main defense?"

"Just what I want."

"Then we will pierce your shields with the sharpest spears!"

"Little Jiang, Yuehua, attack together and break the defense!"

"Xiao Wenzi, condense a large-scale attack and kill array!"

"Old Liu, take good care of Xiao Wenzi."

"Get rid of them as quickly as possible, and help Senior Sister Huang Ying!"

Fang Lang assigned the task, and Liu Bubai leaned on the big sword, and the vicissitudes and complexity appeared on his face.

Liu Bubai had a premonition that he might not need to make a move again, this battle... has no suspense!

This group of people is mainly defensive, and no one will deal with Ni Wen, so it is useless for him to be Liu Bubai.

Liu Bubai was very melancholy, he had the thickest armor, and you guys came to beat me!

There is no one who can fight!

When Liu Bubai was melancholy, Fang Lang, Jiang Linglong and Ge Shu Yuehua were already approaching the formation. Facing the towering earthen wall, Ge Shu Yuehua grinned and showed his cute canine teeth, accompanied by gradually high-pitched screams, like a windmill Swinging the big sword, it tore the water curtain fiercely and hit the earth wall.

The natural divine power burst out, and the earth wall shook, and it was instantly covered with cracks!

The art cultivators of Dao Dao Sect changed their expressions, and hurriedly conveyed their spiritual thoughts, and arranged defensive formations again!

Fang Lang didn't use the sword drawing technique, and the spiritual thought that was greatly supplemented by the iron law to the level of a five-dan technique instructor burst out in an instant.

"Sorcery Spirit Cone."

Fang Lang locked on one of the disciples of the Dao Sect who was about to repair the magic circle. Fang Lang's current spirit awl is a big awl. The magic circle was interrupted in an instant!

Fang Lang said that he used the sharpest spear to defeat the opponent's shield.

However, since he has the opportunity to disintegrate from the inside, why does he need to attack desperately?

Because of this Daoist disciple's pause, the defense was instantly torn apart!

Jiang Linglong stabbed out with a sword, and Xia Yu's sword burst out without reservation. Every torrential Xia Yu that fell turned into a sharp sword edge and fell down with a bang.

The defense of the four disciples of Daoist sect was torn apart by Jiang Linglong and Ge Shuyuehua.

Fang Lang looked at Li Yuanzhen, who was arranging the Thunder Death Formation at top speed.

With a grin, he spat out from his lungs, the acupoints all over his body brightened, and the Gang Qi gushed out!

Swipe your finger in the box.

Immediately, Guiyuan Sword roared into the sky!

There were beads of sweat on Li Yuanzhen's forehead.

The defenses of the four colleagues were torn apart too quickly!

If it goes on like this, it will be too late for his magic circle to condense!

It takes too much energy for him to condense a magic formation like the Thunder Fade Formation.

Rumble!

Finally, there was a roar of thunder resounding above the head, and thick dark clouds gathered in the formation.

"It's done!"

Li Yuanzhen opened his eyes, and there was a look of great joy in his eyes!

Among the dark clouds, thunder danced wildly!

"Rainbow!"

Li Yuanzhen's tongue burst into thunder, and he shouted loudly.

Between the palms, the art formation circled and pushed forward suddenly, as if emptying a huge wave of air in front of him, pushing towards Fang Lang.

Li Yuanzhen's eyes are full of firmness and madness, he is still the number one art repairer this year, and he is still the number one genius in Chang'an today!

The last time his technique array was not condensed into shape!

This time!

He will not lose again!

Fang Lang hunted in white, but he was calm and composed. He put his two fingers together and pressed down suddenly.

It seemed like a spring thunder resounded behind the clouds!

Li Yuanzhen suddenly raised his head.

Then he saw a sword shining with endless dazzling thunder light falling from the sky!

It collided with the Thunder Fade Formation he had just molded!

Instantly pierced through the Thunder Death Formation, wrapped in a tyrannical lightning arc and power, and continued to descend!

In Li Yuanzhen's disbelief, he pierced through his shoulder and nailed him to the ground.

Flying sword!

Another flying sword!

It's just completely different from the last flying sword, but the result is exactly the same!

Li Yuanzhen was nailed to the ground, his eyes were loose, and blood flowed out of himself, forming a pool of blood.

His mentality collapsed.

And around...

It was also an instant uproar!

Doubts, anger, cries, praise... All kinds of voices resounded endlessly.

The new disciples of the Dao Dao Sect were instantly defeated by the disciples of the Jian Shu Sect, and the time it took was even less than ten breaths!

A crush as fast as lightning!

This was beyond everyone's expectations and was too shocking.

Some gamblers who bet on the sure victory of Daozong even cried bitterly while holding their hearts.

far away.

From the beginning of the game, he began to use thunderous means, and Lang Anfan, the former two champions who crushed Huang Ying, couldn't help but change his face.