Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 41: ?? A little … urgent

Is this person... going to lie down? !

Very familiar tone.

A familiar picture.

Fang Lang looked at his teammates with a strange expression...

Old Liu?

It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

Fang Lang smiled and didn't pay much attention.

He focused on Feijian Liuhuo. This entry-level flying sword is Fang Lang's first flying sword.

Flying swords are different from precious swords. Flying swords cannot be used to kill enemies, but can only be regarded as a means of transportation.

The fighting sword has the style of fighting sword.

Like the Liansheng sword, the material is top-notch, the iron is cut like mud, and the sword is raised with intention. This kind of sword does not engrave any magic formations, and it is a sword that belongs exclusively to sword repairers.

The flying sword will be engraved with a magic formation, once the magic formation is damaged, the flying sword will be destroyed, so it is not suitable for fighting against enemies.

Gently rubbing the flowing fire, the streamlined sword body gives people a hearty feeling, and the formation on the sword is also eye-catching and complicated.

Fang Lang and Ni Wen had a shallow exchange of knowledge about the art of cultivation, and after being influenced by their ears and eyes, they could also see the profoundness of the formation.

At least, at Fang Lang's level, it is very difficult to analyze this kind of magic array.

"Newcomer, don't be in a daze, hurry up and use your sword!"

"You are in front, I am behind."

"You are in charge of breaking the wind, just run the magic circle at full capacity and keep flying. I will correct your mistakes on the route and guide you."

"If I tell you to go slow, go slow, and let you go fast, do you understand?"

"As long as you don't stretch your hips, I'll lie down with you!"

On the other side, Liu Bubai raised his head confidently and said.

The corner of Fang Lang's mouth twitched for this **** familiar look.

"For a flying sword battle, there are fifty teams starting at the same time, with a total of a hundred people. Each team has two people, and the division of labor is very clear. One person is responsible for breaking the wind, and the other maintains physical strength, spirituality and mental state. Responsible for the charge in the last scene!" Liu Bubai said.

"Yeah."

Fang Lang responded simply.

Liu Bubai was very tired, this newcomer really didn't understand anything.

However, Liu Bubai couldn't say anything, after all, they were matched randomly.

When Fang Lang inserted the imperial sword order into the eyes of the flying sword formation and activated the flying sword formation, Liu Bubai began to pay attention to the opponents in this flying sword battle.

With this attention, his complexion suddenly became ugly.

"Hey, Little Sword Fairy of Luojiang? I'm so familiar, it's you again, defeated."

"Take the craziest name and control the most watery flying sword."

"Laugh, if I were you, where would I have the face to get this name?"

……

A sarcasm came from an opponent named [Chang'an Chao Xiaojian] in the distance.

Liu Bubai often hangs around in Feijian Zhengdu, and occasionally has quarrels with others, but he has quarreled with this guy many times, and every time he fights for crossing, he loses more than wins.

After being matched with a newcomer this time, and meeting this opponent again, Liu Bubai felt more and more depressed.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the scientific examination to relax, but now to relax and feel lonely, he can imagine how he would be ridiculed after losing this round.

The mentality of scientific research is bound to be affected.

Hasty.

At this moment, Fang Lang was also sitting cross-legged on the Flowing Fire Sword, and activated the Flying Sword. The silver formation on Jian Er turned into a fiery red formation to trap the Flying Sword. The bursts of eyes draw aura.

Fang Lang seemed to hear the yelling from his teammates and opponents, turned his head to look, glanced at the opponent's name, and was suddenly dumbfounded.

Chang'an Chao Xiaojian?

Sure, this person should be a fan of Lao Chao.

It's the same as the name "Peng Yuyan in a certain place" in the previous life.

Fang Lang couldn't help laughing at the two people who were yelling at each other. The names of these two people are fifty steps and a hundred steps, so there is nothing to be arguing about.

When——

There is the sound of an ancient bell resounding melodiously.

"Newcomer! When the third bell rings, start fast, and you must start fast!"

Sitting cross-legged on the flying sword behind him, Liu Bubai spoke with incomparable dignity.

"Okay."

Fang Lang responded, sitting cross-legged on the Feijian Jianer array, feeling the "click" sound made by the rotation of the array, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised with curiosity and anticipation.

When!

The third bell finally rang.

At the moment when the sound disappeared, the sounds of piercing the air all around resounded one after another.

The flying swords began to accelerate, and the fifty teams rushed out almost at the same time, like a dragon crossing a river.

Fang Lang stretched out his palm in the shape of a sword finger, and tapped it on the eyes of the palm-sized surgery array floating in front of him, and slowly circled with his sword finger, the spiritual energy of the spirit crystal was swallowed and transformed into propulsion.

The fire below his body began to slowly fly out.

At the moment Liuhuo started to move, Liu Bubai also urged his flying sword, and followed Fang Lang!

"Quick! Accelerate!"

"Accelerate!"

Liu Bubai kept shouting on the flying sword.

However, his heart gradually sank into the valley.

As expected, he is a pure rookie.

Fang Lang's start...was too slow!

With that slow look, do you think you are shopping? !

Of the fifty teams, Fang Lang and Liu Bubai's team fell to the end in an instant.

In the distance, there were undisguised sarcasm and laughter from several opponents.

It's like a galloping hare, turning its head and laughing at the slow tortoise.

Liu Bubai clutched his chest, as if he had been backstabbed by his teammates.

What kind of fairy teammate is this? !

Are you trying to mess with his mentality?

Fang Lang seemed to feel Liu Bubai's unlovable mentality, and his expression gradually became serious.

A training picture about [Flying Sword Control Skill Specialized Level] appeared in his mind.

Fang Lang raised his hands, the surgical array flickered in front of him, pointed his sword finger on it, accelerated the rotation, and finally swung forward.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

The circle of the Flowing Fire Flying Sword suddenly began to rotate at high speed, and the lines on it suddenly turned red like a soldering iron!

Phew!

The air wave was instantly broken, and the speed of the fire suddenly increased a lot!

Liu Bubai, who was following Fang Lang, immediately froze.

Huh?

Something seems wrong.

This newcomer... has something!

Liu Bubai also started to control the flying sword. The sword pointed on the magic circle and began to accelerate. With Fang Lang breaking the wind in front, he only needed to easily follow the trajectory of the broken air wave and fly with the sword.

Soon!

Really get up soon!

Fang Lang was driving the fire, his speed was getting faster and faster, and the surrounding scenery disappeared in the wind!

Liu Bubai's eyes gradually lit up, and he began to intensify the devouring of spiritual energy by Shu Zhen's eyes, making the flying sword explode faster.

This newcomer!

If nothing else, just this flying sword speed-up skill is on par with Liu Bubai!

Teams are overtaken!

Forty-nine, forty-eight, forty-seven...

The ranking is gradually advancing!

"Good! Keep it up!"

Liu is not in vain to praise.

According to this rhythm, he, Liu Bubai, will definitely be able to take this newcomer to lie down and show him the scenery on the top of the mountain!

Fang Lang, who was sitting in front of the flying sword, listened to Liu Bubai's sound transmission, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

This is... where to go.

……

Whoosh!

A flying sword surrounded by a magic array swept across the sky and shuttled among the sword-like mountain peaks rising from the ground.

Fang Lang is not very familiar with the track venue he chose this time, but Liu Bubai introduced it to him.

Lianfeng, rushing waterfalls, lush dense forests, green grasslands... These four track scenes cover a total of two thousand miles.

Although it is a phantom formation, this phantom formation was researched by the top four masters of the Imperial Sword Division in the Great Tang Dynasty. Infinitely close to reality.

Under such a real situation, environmental factors have a very serious impact on controlling the sword.

The first "mountains" scene comes to an end very quickly.

Immediately afterwards, the scene changed, and Fang Lang vaguely felt the water vapor blowing towards his face.

The second scene, "Waterfall" is approaching.

The deafening roar of the waterfall is already in your ears!

Hum!

The surrounding sword riders controlled the flying swords and began to slow down.

After flying through the first scene, the spirit crystals in Shu Zhenzhen's eyes should be exhausted. It's common sense when it's time to exchange spirit crystals. Almost every sword and wind master will slow down at this time. In order to replace the spirit crystal with the safest and fastest speed.

However...

"Newcomer, what are you doing?!"

"Slow down, change spirit crystal!"

Seeing that Fang Lang had no tendency to slow down, Liu Bubai couldn't help shrinking his eyes, and hurriedly shouted a reminder.

This newcomer... can't be Feihe, forgot to change the spirit crystal, right?

If the spirit crystal is not replaced in time, once the spiritual energy in the spirit crystal is exhausted, the speed of the flying sword will inevitably drop rapidly, and even cause the sword to fall!

Fang Lang still had a smile on his lips.

Replacing the Spirit Crystal?

Of course you have to change, but...why do you have to slow down when changing the spirit crystal?

The old driver with professional sword control skills never slows down!

Not only do not slow down, but also speed up!

Boom!

The scene changed, and the huge Qingtian waterfall suddenly appeared in front of the eyes, the water waves suddenly hit, and the air flow was disordered.

The speed of the surrounding flying swords suddenly decreased.

However, there is an outlier among them.

The Flowing Fire Flying Sword is really like a mass of falling sky fire, without slowing down at all, it slams into the Qingtian Waterfall at high speed!

The dozen or so flying sword masters who had been surpassed in a row suddenly turned black and cursed madmen!

If you don't slow down, the sword will fall!

It doesn't matter if you don't change the spirit crystal, doesn't the scene change slow down? !

"Slow down!"

"Are you still accelerating?!"

"Ahh! Don't..."

"Slow down!!"

Liu Bubai gasped, his face turned pale instantly, and he shouted loudly!

Fuck!

Quick! too fast!

Please, slow down!

Looking at the infinitely enlarged Feiliu Waterfall in front of my eyes, I looked at Fang Lang who not only did not slow down, but accelerated towards the waterfall...

Liu Bubai subconsciously clamped his legs and covered his chest.

It's... so exciting!

Is this the heartbeat...

The feeling of arterial infarction!

……

Near!

Getting closer!

Seeing that he was about to hit a waterfall~IndoMTL.com~The pores of Liu Bubai's body were all open, beads of sweat rolled on his forehead, and he was panting heavily.

He followed the flight path of Fang Lang, who broke the wind, and his sword fingers were trembling against the magic circle!

The waterfall of Feixie is getting more and more terrifying, like a monster with its mouth wide open!

Getting closer and closer to the waterfall, 500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters...

The water drops from the waterfall, like sharp arrows with handles, were like ten thousand arrows fired at once, and they hit the flying sword's defensive formation, bursting into clouds of misty water mist!

When Fang Lang was a hundred meters away from the waterfall.

In the midst of the waves of air, Fang Lang's sword finger that was touching the eyes of the surgery formation suddenly melted into a palm, and slapped suddenly.

The outer wheel of the high-speed spinning circle suddenly stopped, and the tip of the flying sword pressed down, blowing up a large piece of airflow, hitting the Feixie Waterfall with bursting water, and then falling rapidly!

It's like a tiger rushing to eat!

There was a burst of air waves, and I missed Feixie Waterfall by a hair!

Liu Bubai's flying sword also followed Fang Lang's rhythm, and was driven down by the broken airflow.

The two flying swords descended parallel to the waterfall in a spiral and intertwined shape.

With the strong wind blowing towards his face, Liu Bubai couldn't help trembling.

It's like jumping off a cliff!

Slow down... slow down.

He feels a little... anxious!

"Ahhhh..."

Between the waterfalls, Liu Bubai's screams resounded wave after wave.

Scream tearing the sky!

From far to near...

Startled the birds and crows all over the ground.

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