Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 102: ?1 hand sword Leiden Huangji
"Do you dare to fight?!"
The sound reverberated among the misty mountain peaks, rippling endlessly, and even echoed rollingly.
Among the steep mountains, the sea of clouds that had been churning all the time seemed to have froze, and was shocked by Fang Lang's roar.
The disciples of Jianshu Neizong, who were still in an uproar because Zhao Dagang and others lost the welcome battle, were all stunned.
Everyone's eyes fell on the young man in Tsing Yi who drew the bow to the full moon and shot an arrow, pointing directly at the Huangji Jiange, and felt his scalp tingling for a while!
What a crazy word!
How can you not be frivolous when you are young, just look at the current champion!
As soon as he entered Jianshu Neizong today, he challenged Huangji Jiange, which symbolized the status of Neizong.
I want to challenge the genius disciple in Jiange!
That's right, those who can enter the Jiange are talented disciples with strong combat power, because only by winning the battle can they get a seat in the Jiange and sit safely.
The Huangji Jiange has a total of 800 places, and the disciples are restricted to be below the fourth rank. Therefore, those who can enter the Huangji Jiange are basically the disciples of the third rank.
As for the Xuanji Sword Pavilion further forward, it is restricted to those who are below the upper fourth rank. The disciples of the Diji Sword Pavilion and the Tianji Sword Pavilion are genius disciples who have surpassed the lower fourth rank and reached the upper fourth rank.
Therefore, Fang Lang directly challenged Huang Ji Jiange after he climbed Shu Mountain and beat Zhao Dagang's team, which caused such a shock.
It's like a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!
Phew! ! !
The churning sea of clouds seemed to be torn apart, and a blue ice arrow roared out from the ice bow, full of pride!
It seems that the overflowing lake will fill up the sea of clouds between the peaks of Shushan Mountain!
The peaceful Huangji Jiange stands on the top of the steep mountain.
Suddenly, one sword after another flashed out, like gorgeous fireworks, one after another Huang Ji disciples came out from the Jiange with swords. This sword is not a flying sword, but a flying sword Control your own sword with a breath of stellar energy!
It is the skill of the sword master to control the sword!
Among the Shu Mountains, the Jianshu Sect stipulates that flying swords are not allowed, and you must control your own sword with a breath of sword energy.
One of Huang Ji's disciples seems to be a sword fairy coming out of the pavilion, surrounded by a radiant sword, soaring into the sky.
Boom!
Countless sword gangs fell down like a waterfall, instantly annihilating the blue ice arrow that Fang Lang shot with his bow.
"Interesting, the champion of the new division enters Jianshu, fighting with pride."
"It's really a bit of a champion, not bad."
"Deng Yuangang, the champion of scientific examinations who entered Jianshu several times before, never dared to challenge Jiange on the first day of enrolling in the sect. How brave!"
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From the 800 disciples of Huangji Jiange, more than 300 of them appeared like magpies.
Across the sea of clouds, they looked at each other with great interest at Fang Lang, who was dressed in Tsing Yi and kept bending his bow, on Yujian Peak.
These Huang Ji disciples were not very annoyed, but rather appreciative.
Our sword cultivators should have the courage to fight against the strong without fear.
Fang Lang put away the ice bow, smiled and bowed to many senior brothers and sisters Huang Ji.
"Brothers and sisters, dare to ask if you can challenge Huangji Jiange today?"
Xiao Lingjian on the side came back to his senses, with a strange expression on his face: "You really want to challenge, kid?"
"Of course."
Fang Lang nodded with a serious look on his face.
"For the first challenge, you can only challenge the last ten of Huang Ji's eight hundred disciples. Only when you can climb the Huang Ji Jiange will you be eligible to challenge for a higher seat."
Xiao Lingjian immediately explained to Fang Lang, with a little wonder in his eyes.
Aren't newborn calves afraid of tigers?
No...it's extreme confidence in yourself.
When Fang Lang hammered Xue Ying and Zhao Dagang just now, Xiao Lingjian also saw Fang Lang's confidence.
Fang Lang obviously hasn't tried his best yet.
Before Xiao Lingjian explained, in the Huangji Jiange opposite the sea of clouds, a man with a handsome figure and extraordinary chic smiled gently.
"Junior brother Fang, since you want to challenge, then I can only fight with you, brother. Among the last ten, the other nine have gone to the Yaoque Lane to temper their qi."
"It's just right, let the senior brother take a look at how strong this year's champion is..."
The man smiled, and he seemed to have a mouthful of qi in his lungs.
Sword Qi lingered all over his body, the sword flew out first, and the man's clothes fluttered, following the sword.
The chicness of sword repair is vividly displayed.
"This is the Huangji Jiange, the 799th seat, Zhao Yu, the 36 apertures of the Canggang, the second stage of the Jiangang realm, extremely talented, and he has been in the inner sect for a year and a half."
Xiao Lingjian introduced it to Fang Lang.
When Fang Lang heard the words, he did not underestimate him, but was full of vigilance.
If Fang Lang loses this battle, not to mention the failure of the mission, it will cause a huge laugh.
This laughing stock will even haunt him during the days when he practiced in Jianshu Sect.
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The top of Shu Mountain.
Chao Xiaojian couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard Fang Lang challenge the disciples of Huangji Jiange.
"Sure enough, it's this kid's temper. When he was a sixth-level swordsman, he dared to say he wanted to be named on the gold list. Now that he has just entered Jianshu, he dared to bend his bow and shoot an arrow at the Jiange."
"I just like how this kid looks fearless."
The surrounding elders also looked at each other in blank dismay, shaking their heads and smiling wryly for a long time.
"The current number one scholar, he is really crazy."
"Zhao Yu, the 799th seat of the Huangji Jiange, is not weak in talent. He has thirty-six orifices to store the qi, and the lethality of swordsmanship and single-body explosion are far beyond what Zhao Dagang can match."
"Zhuangyuan Lang Jiuduan Sword Master, I am afraid that he will lose miserably."
"Although the number one scholar is a genius, Zhao Yu is not mediocre, and it is difficult to step up the ranks."
There are elders who are not optimistic.
Elder Ji with the scar on his face squirmed, "I bet this kid wins."
"If you can pull out the lotus sword of Suzerain Taihua, I'm so stupid to bet on him!"
The surrounding elders became more and more helpless.
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The location of the challenge is on a floating island in the middle of Huangji Jiange and Prejian Peak.
The floating island is in the shape of a cone, floating in the sea of clouds.
To challenge Jiange disciples, you must first go to the floating island.
Flying swords are not allowed in Jianshu sect. If you want to fly, you use your lungs to hold the sword energy and drive the sword.
This is the rule of Jianshu Sect, and of course Fang Lang will not break it.
He didn't summon flying swords and flowing fire. Although he doesn't know how to control swords, he still has a coup to get on the island.
Running up, diving...
Afterwards, the ice bow in his hand reappeared, and eight ice arrows were shot out in one arrow, which turned into a rain of arrows in an instant.
Fang Lang's body was bent like a spring, and he jumped up from the edge of the Pre-Jian Peak. His body popped out, and the first falling arrow fell, and Fang Lang's toes touched it. The force flew forward, and the ice arrow was crushed by the giant force, and the sky was crystal clear.
Fang Lang just took advantage of his strength to stand and move forward, flying over a distance of several feet, when the second arrow fell, Fang Lang used his strength to move forward again.
Eight arrows fell one after another, like eight grains of ice rain in the cold spring.
One step at a time, Fang Lang was walking on flat ground, his green shirt flying like a fairy crossing the sea of clouds, and amidst the uproar all around, he landed on the floating island!
On Pre-Sword Peak.
Many old disciples were in an uproar.
I just felt that Fang Lang's operation gave the show no idea what to say, so he could only utter vulgar words such as "wow" and "fuck".
After Liu Bubai saw it, his lips raised slightly, and the prodigal son started to show off again, but he raised his chin, proudly, as if he was the one who was showing off.
Ni Wen pursed her lips with a smile in her eyes.
The floating island.
Fang Lang crossed the sea of clouds with eight arrows, a dazzling mess.
Of course, Fang Lang didn't mean to be flashy on purpose, he could only cross the sea of clouds in this way.
On the floating island, Zhao Yu wore a white robe, and his sword fell down.
The lungs swelled, and a breath of sword energy split the air three feet thin.
He smiled and looked at Fang Lang.
"Junior Scholar, your courage is commendable, I will make you lose face."
Zhao Yu held the sword suspended all over his body, pointing the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground, with a burst of sword energy, cutting off a grass on the ground.
"Zhao Yu, Huang Ji Jiange, second-stage sword gang."
Zhao Yu said lightly.
Fang Lang's courage to challenge is indeed commendable, but he, Zhao Yu, doesn't want to lose. After all, he broke into the inner sect from the outer sect, and finally climbed to the Huangji Jiange, he didn't want to give up this position easily.
Fang Lang's hand held the hilt of the Obsidian Sword, his eyes slightly lowered: "Fang Lang, Nine-Duan Sword Master."
"Please advise."
Boom!
After the words fell, Fang Lang took the lead in making moves. He was weaker than Zhao Yu in terms of cultivation, so Fang Lang had to seize the opportunity!
Fang Lang met two third-rank cultivators before. One was a soldier of a different race who had passed the military examination, but the other party was just an ordinary third-rank warrior who moved blood.
The other one is Zhao Dagang who was crushed by him before.
But they are all just a paragraph.
On the other hand, Zhao Yu is in the second stage, and his strength is absolutely different!
Stepping down, Fang Lang chose to get closer to his body, and Lingxu sword step threw a few sharp sword auras towards Zhao Yu.
Zhao Yu flicked his sword lightly, shattering the sword step and sword energy lightly.
Fang Lang jumped up, with a crisp sound of "Qiang", the Obsidian sword came out of the sword box, still drawing the sword with one hand!
Fang Lang's eyes are deep and bright when switching the **** state!
The power of Qi and blood exploded, and the five-level martial artist blessed him with sword drawing!
"Frenzy!"
"Ling Tong!"
Fang Lang shouted in his heart, and the talent of the second bloodline was activated.
In an instant, a pale golden light flashed in Fang Lang's eyes, and the spirit cone was thrown out!
In the berserk state, the energy and blood will skyrocket, and the strength will skyrocket!
The power of sword drawing has also been raised to a higher level!
Tear!
The air was torn apart by Fang Lang's sword like a rag, and the obsidian sword was wrapped in the power of drawing a sword, like a black waterfall flying straight down!
Zhao Yu ate a spirit cone, and his spirit was in a trance. When he came back to his senses, he was shocked, and the sword in his hand shook for a moment!
Block Fang Lang's sword!
The smallness in Zhao Yu's heart disappeared completely, and his heart was solemn. Although Zhuangyuan Lang was young, he was definitely a swordsman who had experienced many battles and practiced swords hard!
The two swords collided, and the sword energy collided with the sword gang!
Fang Lang felt as if he had bumped into a thick city wall, and he couldn't cut through the wall with his sword!
Zhao Yu's hair flew up, and the white robe on his chest was torn apart by Fang Lang's sword energy, and blood spewed out.
"What a champion!"
Zhao Yuli Xiao, there was an orifice on his arm, and the gang qi was hidden in the orifice!
Bang bang bang!
As if a surge of power erupted like a vast river, Fang Lang felt as if he was about to be rushed away in an instant!
Fang Lang backhanded in front of him like a Buddha twisting a flower, flicking his fingers and sword waves!
Boom!
Fang Lang flew out backwards, plowing out two mud ravines with his feet on the ground!
However, with the sword wave blocking Jian Gang, Fang Lang's fingertips were dripping with blood, and he was almost severely injured by Jian Gang!
Zhao Yu gasped a little, his eyes were filled with fear, he almost overturned the car!
The sword gang in the thirty-six acupoints swept across again, like a thunderstorm on the ground, causing ripples in the air.
Zhao Yu's figure pulled out afterimages in place, and stabbed with a sword!
Zhao Yu also saw that he was not as good as Fang Lang in terms of swordsmanship skills, but his sword gang was stronger than Fang Lang. This is the difference in realm!
One force down ten meetings!
Use strength to bully him!
Bang bang bang!
Zhao Yu's offensive was like a storm, and the sword gang was unparalleled, stronger and more powerful than the sword master's sword energy.
Fresh mud flew across the floating island.
Fang Lang and Zhao Yu were evenly matched, even Zhao Yu was shocked.
The main reason is that he felt that Fang Lang's sword energy was extremely tenacious, stronger than that of ordinary sword masters.
"Cultivation method!"
"You have cultivated the kendo technique, and thus condensed the sword energy!"
"So your sword energy is tough and difficult to defeat!"
Zhao Yu figured it out instantly, became more and more afraid, and directly broke out the thunderous ultimate move.
The long sword drew an arc in front of him, like a lake of sword energy, sparkling.
"Use my sword to gather in Jianhu Lake."
Zhao Yu looked solemn and held out a sword forward.
The momentum of the sword has already filled the lake like a flood.
Zhao Yu is a genius, and he is naturally a genius to be able to climb the Huangji Jiange. This type of sword lake is actually small and handsome. Countless sword qi and sword gangs are cut out, as if a huge lake is pouring down!
So strong!
Fang Lang was amazed.
It is indeed a bit difficult for him to attack the genius Jiangang realm with the cultivation base of a ninth-level sword master!
However...
Fang Lang took a step back, and the Obsidian Sword and Liansheng Sword returned to their sheaths. Instead, it was the Guiyuan Sword in the sword box, which automatically bounced out of the box. This sword was bestowed by the Emperor Tang. The quality of the sword is excellent and light Incomparable, the conduction effect on sword energy and spiritual thoughts is extremely high.
Fang Lang wanted to use the sword as the basis to perform a final move.
Fang Lang touched the ground with his toes, facing the sword lake splashing down from the sky, pushing his hands inward and outward, like a Tai Chi.
Suddenly, a mighty energy rose out of thin air, gathering around him into a white python.
The white pythons roared at Jianhu, and they collided instantly. The white pythons were torn apart, but Jianhu was also slightly blocked.
Fang Lang closed his eyes.
Under the blessing of the spirit pupil, the spiritual thoughts of the fifth-level magician level have been drained time and time again!
And Fang Lang Tsing Yi automatically without wind.
"Small Forbidden Spell Sword Thunder."
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Dark clouds overwhelm the city, about to destroy it, and a thunder dragon surges out of it.
The young man sits cross-legged on the top of the wall, bathing in the torrential rain, feeling the thunder, with a Guiyuan sword on his two legs.
Close your eyes, put your hands in a flower position, press down slowly, and then rise up suddenly like an angry Buddha holding a flower.
A furious thunder falls from the black clouds!
In an instant, the Guiyuan sword was struck by thunder, and with the momentum of the thunder, it shot all around!
Day after day, year after year.
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Boom!
The sea of clouds is churning, and the sky and the earth are thundering!
Looks like a thunderclap behind the cloud, everyone was stunned ~IndoMTL.com~ but saw the floating island.
Zhao Yu was shocked, but saw a thunderbolt emerge from Fang Lang's body out of thin air, and countless arcs of thunder moved, and then a blue sword wrapped around the thunderbolt and shot towards him, as if across mountains and rivers.
Zhao Yu's sword lake was split open, and a sword with thunder flew towards him. If the arc of lightning on his sword hadn't been scattered, that sword might have pierced Zhao Yu to the ground, but Zhao Yu still used it The sword in his hand crossed his chest to resist, and the sword was shattered.
The flesh and blood on the chest was bloody, the mouth spurted blood, flying ten feet away, pulling endless smoke and dust on the ground.
The dust has settled.
Dead silence!
Whether it's Huangji Jiange or Yujian Peak, all the disciples are dumbfounded.
The only thing left in his eyes was the thunder sword.
For a long time, Xue Ying, who was shot through the shoulder by Fang Lang, covered her mouth and trembled all over.
"Sword of Art!"
"This is a real swordsmanship!"
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