Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 78: ? Fang Lang is willing to realize their dreams for them

After the luxurious flying sword shredded the drizzle, it landed in front of the portal of Yaoque located in the clouds.

"Down the sword."

After taking a sip of wolfberry tea from the gourd, Wen Ting said calmly.

The three of Fang Lang got off their flying swords and looked up at the towering Yaoque gate. Above the gate, there was a tall plaque with the words "Qiuling Yaoque".

Under the gate, there are one after another guarded by soldiers wearing heavy armor and full of vigor and blood, and the atmosphere is extremely grim.

Wen Ting walked towards the guards with a sword in his hand. After talking with them for a while, he paid the entrance fee according to the rules, and the guards let him go.

Wen Ting thanked with a smile on his face, and wanted to take Fang Lang and the three of them into the abandoned demon palace shrouded in mist and rain.

However, just as they were about to leave, there was a sound of piercing the sky and the sky was torn apart.

Between the clouds and rain in the distance, flying swords whizzed towards them. Under the leadership of the teacher, many students arrived with their swords and landed in front of the gate of Yaoque.

Wen Ting's body paused slightly, and he stared at the group of people who fell down, his face gradually serious.

These people came by a coincidence. It seems that many people have guessed that he is going to take Fang Lang to the Yaoque hunting ground for special training.

"It's a student of Chang'an Academy and Guozijian...it should be for you."

Wen Ting turned slightly sideways, looked at Fang Lang, and said.

Fang Lang's green shirt floated lightly in the mist and rain, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"In Chang'an City, only the top 500 on the gold list can compete, challenge, and test each other, and the bottom 500 is not eligible to participate in this competition."

"However, there is no such rule in the demon palace outside Chang'an City, so these should be the students who want to challenge you after the top 500 on the gold list, and want to fight through you."

"Even...some noble person in the imperial capital promised them something."

Holding the sword in his arms, Wen Ting's gaze was calm and without ripples, and he guessed the matter roughly. As for the so-called nobleman, he was probably the third prince with an arrogant personality and domineering actions.

This kind of thing is very common. When he came to Yaoque Hunting Ground to practice in the palace examination, he also encountered a similar situation.

It's just that there are not so many people who come to challenge him.

For those who failed the scientific examination, if the challenge is successful, there may be new hope, the hope of being favored by some big sects.

Therefore, in this world, there are always people who will desperately seize any opportunity that can change their destiny.

Ni Wen, Liu Bubai's expression became tense.

Wen Ting looked at Fang Lang and said, "Fang Lang, what do you say? Should we continue to enter the Yaoque Hunting Ground, or... avoid the battle?"

The autumn rain is gradually thinning, and only a few tiny raindrops fall.

Fang Lang scanned the students who had broken through the autumn rain, but hadn't answered yet.

In my mind, a system notification sounded suddenly, breaking the silence.

"Ding!"

"Prove that the task is open."

"[Proof Task]: Practice is to prove yourself in constant challenges and being challenged. All challengers are your tools for scoring points. The enemy army has 30 seconds to arrive on the battlefield. Kill them and prove that you are worth it. The well-deserved leader of the gold list! Every time the host defeats a challenger, he can get the aura conversion amount of ten low-grade spirit crystals [Win immediately, no default]!"

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Is this mission... serious? !

Fang Lang was speechless for a while.

The system doesn't treat these students after the top 500 on the gold list as human beings at all.

However, after scanning the task rewards, Fang Lang gradually showed relief, followed by joy, and finally a perverted smile...

It seems to see a large wave of green leeks.

When a person?

Still not being a human being!

Fang Lang loves this way of development!

Wen Ting looked at Fang Lang who was in a daze, frowned slightly, and sighed: "How about, let's go directly to Chang'an City..."

"No!"

Fang Lang came back to his senses, his eyes changed, and he quickly refused!

"Sir, these students have traveled thousands of miles to welcome me. How can I chill their hearts with such hospitality? Although they are after the top 500 in the gold list, it does not mean that they have no dreams and hopes! They all It's a dream chasing boy! I, Fang Lang, are willing to realize their dreams!"

Avoiding battle? !

It is absolutely impossible to avoid fighting!

It doesn't really matter if you score or not, he just wants to fulfill the dreams of these students who have fallen behind!

Wen Ting: "..."

Liu Bubai looked confused, always feeling that something was wrong.

Ni Wen's eyes flickered, Fang Lang... What a nice person!

"Then let's enter the Yaoque hunting ground, it will be a special training..."

said Wen Ting.

But Fang Lang turned around, carrying the sword box on his back, with a refined and easy-going smile on his face, blooming brilliantly in the autumn rain.

Many students from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian who laughed were stunned.

Fang Lang smiled, slowly raised his palm, and raised a **** towards the students sincerely and gracefully.

The expression is very punchy, and the action is very vulgar.

Although the damage is not high, it is extremely insulting.

The students of Chang'an Academy and Guozijian immediately became agitated, and many people were furious.

Fang Lang grinned, anger was right.

With the support of anger, he will not retreat easily after a while, so that Fang Lang can maximize his profits!

These students should be sent by the third prince, I have to say, the third prince... is really an excellent experience baby.

Afterwards, Fang Lang turned and stepped into the Yaoque hunting ground.

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Qiuling Yaoque, after crossing the gate, is vast.

That is the world after Yao Que, with vast mountains and continuous ups and downs.

It's really something different.

An invisible oppression suddenly fell, everyone felt extremely depressed, and the speed of aura flow in the body became much slower.

This is the coercion of Yao Que, the power of heaven and earth formed after the collision of two worlds!

This is still the Abandoned Demon Tower, which has sealed off a part of the world, and the coercion has been weakened a lot. If the coercion has not been weakened, it will be more terrifying than it!

Wen Ting took Fang Lang and the three of them into the Yaoque hunting ground. The hunting ground was vast and boundless. At a glance, the endless jungle was lush.

But under this lush greenery, countless monks' bones were once buried.

"Ni Wen and Bubai, the two of you are looking for places to refine spirit crystals outside, and try to refine ten spirit crystals within three days."

Wen Ting looked at Ni Wen and Liu Bubai and said.

Liu Bubai and Ni Wen became anxious: "Sir, there are too many of them, we can fight with Fang Lang!"

Fang Lang on the side smiled and waved his hands: "Refine your spirit crystals, this is my battle, what are you grabbing?"

"I have a lot of spirit crystals, and every time I practice, I get ten spirit crystals, so it doesn't matter if I refine it once less, don't waste it."

Fang Lang said.

The three were speechless.

Do you speak? !

Even Wen Ting couldn't hold back and didn't know what to say, so he had to take a sip of wolfberry tea to suppress his shock.

Can you be so willful with spirit crystals? !

Liu Bubai and Ni Wen didn't insist anymore, they quickly rushed out and galloped towards the dense forest in the distance, looking for a suitable location to refine the spirit crystal.

Wen Ting's spiritual thoughts spread out, sensing the location of the two to prevent them from encountering a crisis.

Fang Lang laughed.

Instead of looking for a place, he pulled out the Obsidian Sword from the box, held the hilt in his hand, and plunged the tip of the sword into the ground. He walked slowly and circled the muddy ground with the sharp tip of the sword.

Enclosure is a challenge!

Then, leaning on the handle of the obsidian sword like this, looking into the distance with gleaming eyes, he waited for the students from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian to set foot on Yaoque.

Wen Ting floated to a tree trunk in the distance, watching curiously.

What does Fang Lang want to do?

Are you really planning to pick a group?

Wen Ting was puzzled, but he would not stop Fang Lang.

The autumn rain became sparse, and the soaked ground was a little wet and sticky, and a little bit of rain stained the mud like plum blossoms.

In the distance, students from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian appeared one after another.

They saw a young man in Tsing Yi standing with a sword in the enclosure for a beating in the autumn rain.

Although many students know that Fang Lang got a full score in the actual combat assessment of the martial arts test, but the actual combat assessment is to reach a standard to get a full score, and there are quite a few people present who got full marks in the actual combat assessment!

They heard that Fang Lang stepped into the sword master realm with the help of the Yunling Pagoda in front of the scientific examination, but why was he so arrogant when he first entered the sword master? !

"Aren't you going to challenge me?"

"Come."

Fang Lang leaned on an obsidian sword, his blue clothes fluttering, and smiled gently in the autumn rain.

"I'm coming!"

A handsome young man couldn't wait to walk out from among the students of the Imperial College, and came to his face full of vigor and blood.

He stepped into the boundary surrounded by Fang Lang and looked directly at Fang Lang.

"Linglong protects you to the extreme, I want to probe in front of you to see why you are so protected by Linglong!"

"Linglong protects you, broke one of my front teeth! Today, I will pay it back!"

The handsome young man said, the words fell, the blood flowed around his body, and the **** clothes emerged, a second-level martial artist!

Someone in Chang'an Academy around screamed.

"Zhou You, it's him! The son of Zhou Tao, Minister of Rites!"

"Isn't he in the top 500 of the gold list? Why did he come here?"

"Obviously, this is a fight for love, and the grievances are deep."

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In the distance, the students of Chang'an Academy and Guozijian chatted with each other.

Fang Lang couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard what the handsome young man Zhou You said. Old Jiang broke a tooth of this man?

Then shouldn't he also smash one to respond to Old Jiang?

While Fang Lang was thinking, Zhou You moved. He had waited too long for today. He originally planned to challenge Fang Lang as soon as he entered Chang'an.

However, he didn't wait until Fang Lang went to Chang'an, but waited until Fang Lang came to Qiuling Yaoque, then he didn't wait, just come directly!

Zhou You's momentum was mobilized, and he took a step like a tiger pounced!

One step down, the mud splashed, the whip leg was drawn out, and the strong leg strength made the air seem to explode!

Fang Lang had a weird smile on his lips.

Let go of the hand holding the hilt of the Obsidian Sword, facing Zhou You who is coming with a swing of his leg, with his thumbs on the side of his palm, his hands folded back and forth, like a poisonous snake biting, and striking like lightning.

Like a thunderstorm behind the clouds, Yu Zhouyou's long-legged calf twitched three inches away.

The qi and blood in the body surged, and the strength burst out!

Jeet fist!

Zhou You only felt that the attack of the thrown leg was cut off, and it was extremely uncomfortable. He landed and swung a punch, but Fang Lang's punch was faster!

Smashing on the path where he was about to punch ~IndoMTL.com~ The offensive was blocked again, Qi and blood flowed backwards, Zhou You almost coughed up blood.

Fang Lang used Zhou You to practice the martial art "Jet Fist" that he had acquired, and the effect was remarkable!

After several moves in a row, Zhou You couldn't stop roaring, Fang Lang's body bullied him, and then stopped Zhou You's offensive a few more times. While Zhou You's body was stiff, he punched repeatedly, like a ****, hitting Zhou You's body, breaking Bloody clothes!

In the end, the blue shirt was flying, fingers and palms were bent, and the terrifying energy was like a river tide hitting the bank from bottom to top to Zhou You's jaw!

Inch strength!

Jeet fist!

Zhou You flicked his head high, as if dancing to a climax.

A muffled sound!

Blood splashes, teeth fly!

Zhou You's eyes were distracted, and after floating three or four feet in the air, he was unable to hit the ground.

The autumn rain is sparse, and there is a dead silence around!

All the students looked blankly at Zhou You, the son of the Minister of Rites who had been beaten up all over the place, and didn't know what to say.

Fang Lang dragged his wandering eyes around, slowly walked outside the arena of the enclosure, and threw it.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for defeating a challenger and obtaining ten low-grade spirit crystals."

A system prompt pops up.

Fang Lang only felt that his aura suddenly swelled in the cyclone in his dantian, creating something out of nothing!

The comfortable Fang Lang almost groaned.

Fang Lang put on an increasingly gentle smile on his face, looking at a group of dead students from Chang'an Academy and Guozijian in the distance, his eyes were green.

Under the autumn rain, the Tsing Yi is slightly brushed, and the smile is brilliant.

"You...don't go up one by one."

"Let's fight in groups."

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