Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 31: ? Look at the excitement of this child
Fang Lang was telling the truth, Jiang Linglong was the same as Liu Bubai.
After all, Fang Lang activated the [Enchantment Card], which was bound to Lao Jiang. In the ring, it was Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong fighting against the enemy together.
Therefore, Jiang Linglong really didn't win by lying down, but just played in a different way.
And Liu Bubai is really lying down.
Of course... Fang Lang didn't explain, but just said something casually.
[Enchantment Card] The duration, there is still a while, Fang Lang is hesitating whether to give the competition with Beijiang Academy as well.
Otherwise, a [Enchanting Card] was wasted.
This is Fang Lang's first combat card so far.
……
After the oppressive silence, there is a cathartic cheer!
The Luojiang Academy was blacked out to the end, and another old-fashioned academy was defeated to advance to the finals!
But in fact, everyone knows that the suspense is gone.
When Fang Lang defeated Chang'an Academy in a series of three, everyone knew the final result. This time, Luojiang Academy must be the first place in the sword-questioning contest, and he didn't run away!
Because, another advanced academy, the participating students of Beijiang Academy faced Bailu Academy, and they lost miserably!
Every participating student was injured, and his state declined seriously.
If Luojiang Academy and Chang'an Academy fought, everyone was injured and their condition declined, then Beijiang Academy could still fight.
However, there was Fang Lang, who defeated three talented sword cultivators in Chang'an Academy with two swords, and even the great-grandson of Drunk Sword Immortal Lu Ze.
Even if Fang Lang's condition declines, Luojiang Academy still has a trump card.
So, how to win?
Beijiang Academy...how can we win? !
Do you want to fight for your life?
No need, the most worrying thing is that even if you fight hard, you may not be able to win. After all, even if the students of Beijiang Academy are in their prime, they may not be able to win Luojiang Academy.
Far away.
The professor of Beijiang Academy let out a long breath, a little helpless and a little decisive.
This year's Luojiang Academy is an unstoppable trend.
As a team leader, he still has to think about the students' next individual battles.
Mainly, he received rumors that this year's Jianshu Sect has reformed the competition system for individual competitions, and it seems that there is a great opportunity. Therefore, he feels... If he can't get the first place, he might as well let it go Go out, preserve the strength of the students, and attack individual battles.
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In the area of Luojiang Academy, Fang Lang was still waiting for the final match of the team battle.
Liu Bubai might have been hurt, so he turned his head and arrogantly ignored Fang Lang.
Jiang Linglong, as always, maintained the reservedness that Bingshan should have. If you don't talk to me, I won't speak.
Fang Lang tried to communicate with Jiang Linglong about practice, but Jiang Linglong remained aloof and lacked interest, so he did not trigger the passive practice.
Not even superficial communication.
Fang Lang couldn't help feeling a little tired, but Xiao Wenzi was cute, and with a little effort, something could be squeezed out.
Wen Jiaoxi was called away by the referee of Jianshu Sect. It seems that something happened in the competition.
However, soon, Professor Wen came back with a red face.
His eyes are full of excitement, and he is proud of himself!
"Not white!"
Teacher Wen's eyes sparkled: "The last game, you go!"
"Fang Lang, hurry up and adjust your state and physical strength, and you will have a personal battle later. This time the personal battle... there is something."
Wen Jiaoxi looked at Fang Lang and said seriously.
When he was speaking, he also glanced at Jiang Linglong from the corner of his eye. The reason why Jiang Linglong participated in the sword-questioning competition this time should be that he had received the news in advance, so he specially used the name of Luojiang Academy to participate.
Liu Bubai was stunned: "Huh? Fuck me?"
Was Professor Wen kicked in the head by a donkey?
Are you planning to mock Beijiang Academy? Engage in the opponent's mentality?
Or let me wear down the opponent's strength?
Liu Bubai had mixed feelings in his heart, but he quickly figured out the key point, which should be to let him wear down the opponent's strength and pave the way for Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong!
Sure enough, why don't you let me, Liu Bubai, lie down?
Whatever.
Liu Bubai stood up, raised his head proudly, and took the sword back from Fang Lang's hand.
"Don't worry, everything is up to me."
Liu Bubai looked at Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong, and said inexplicably tragically, I will definitely help you try to wear down the strength of the students of Beijiang Academy!
Fang Lang was a little weird, but Jiang Linglong's complexion didn't change much.
She looked at the back of Liu Bubai's tragic expedition, turned her head to Fang Lang's ear, and whispered softly.
Fang Lang suddenly became dull.
……
Liu Bubai came to the ring.
He gripped the sword tightly, both excited and determined in his heart.
Song Qingyun from Beijiang Academy came to the ring and saw Liu Bubai with a complicated expression on his face. He turned to look at Fang Lang in the area of Luojiang Academy.
He sighed.
"You have two good teammates." Song Qingyun said.
"I lost."
Afterwards, Song Qingyun cupped his hands towards Liu Bubai, turned his head and walked off the ring with a little unwillingness.
Liu Bubai was dumbfounded.
All around, there was an uproar.
Boiling against the sky, noisy endlessly.
Many academies are still waiting for the final battle between Beijiang Academy and Luojiang Academy. They did not expect such an ending to come.
It was so sudden.
However, the teaching of many academies expressed that it was understandable.
Luojiang Academy has Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong. With the state of Beijiang Academy and Bailu Academy after shopping, they basically can't win. It's better to save their strength and fight a personal battle.
On the ring.
Liu Bubai looked at Song Qingyun who turned his head away and wanted to draw his sword very much, so he called the other party back to compare swords.
It was hard for him to play the last time, and the opponent directly conceded. What is the difference between him and lying win.
After Song Qingyun went down, the second student from Beijiang Academy took the stage.
"I'm envious of you, I only played once, and I was still defeated... I can still win the first place."
"I lost."
The other party turned around and left.
Liu Bubai covered his chest, his mentality was messed up.
The third student came on stage, Beijiang Academy's trump card.
"Huh? Are you a student of Luojiang Academy? It's the first time I've seen you. Nice to meet you."
"Help me tell Fang Lang a word, I look forward to fighting him."
After the words fell, the Beijiang Academy's trump card readily conceded defeat and turned around to get off the ring.
Liu Bubai covered his mouth, trying not to let himself cry.
His heart is riddled with holes.
He was forced to lie and win.
This time, it was really forced.
His sword is polished, but no one can compare with him.
The surrounding area is completely silent.
The first place in the Sword Asking Competition, just like that... came out.
All eyes were on Liu Bubai who covered his mouth and wanted to cry out on the ring, with complicated emotions, this kid was so excited.
This is not easy for the first time.
"Academy of Swordsmanship Competition is number one, Luojiang Academy!"
On the ring, the referee spoke loudly.
Around the arena, many students from the academy also sent out congratulations.
Liu Bubai covered his mouth amidst congratulations, and was helped off the ring by Wen Jiaoxi.
And Luojiang Academy area.
When the referee announced that the academy was number one in the Swordsmanship Competition, a system notification sounded in Fang Lang's mind.
"Ding! The host and the bonded object, Jiang Linglong, worked together to win the first place in the sword-questioning contest, resulting in in-depth communication in practice, triggering the passive practice, and getting the reward [cyan reward egg]."
Huh?
Is this considered in-depth communication?
Old **** seems to be squeezed better than expected.
Fang Lang's eyes lit up. The most important thing is that the reward this time is actually a cyan reward egg!
Smashing eggs!
Anyway, nothing to do~ IndoMTL.com~ Fang Lang made a decision in an instant!
The cyan reward egg in the item bar floated in front of Fang Lang's eyes, and no one around could see it. Fang Lang reached out and grabbed the golden hammer.
I smashed it!
"Crack" a hammer down!
The shell of the cyan reward egg was broken, and countless white lights burst out from it.
Full marks for special effects!
The next moment, the shattered eggshells vanished into thin air.
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining [Flip Finger Sword Wave (Sword Master Specialization)]."
"[Finger Jianbo] will be obtained through muscle memory and spiritual transmission, and solve the authenticity of swordsmanship from the causal level. Please rest assured to practice the host."
Huh?
Another explosion of swordsmanship!
However, what surprised Fang Lang the most was that the swordsmanship that broke out this time was actually... Sword master specialization!
In my mind, memory pictures began to surge, as well as countless skill changes.
……
The bamboo forest is long, the breeze blows, and the rustle of the bamboo sea resounds.
Pieces of bamboo leaves are flying.
The boy stood there, closed his eyes, and looked sideways.
After a while, the boy opened his eyes, and countless bamboo leaves were blown by the strong wind, flying in all directions, like a torrential rain.
And the young man raised his hand, his thumb touched his middle finger, and it suddenly collapsed.
The aura in the body gushes from the fingertips, and there are rippling sword energy fluctuations in an instant, like a river rolling.
The falling leaves are also blown more and more swaying in the sword waves of the fingers.
Day after day, year after year.
I don't know how time flies, the young man snapped his fingers thousands of times.
Someday.
The young man flicked his finger again, like a small stone falling into the mirror lake, ripples of the sword swept across, and the fallen leaves all over his body collapsed into pieces inch by inch.
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