Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 91: ?? Stubbornness and persistence
Chapter 91 Stubbornness and Persistence [First update, asking for a monthly ticket]
In the small courtyard of the deep palace, surrounded by palace walls, only the cramped sky above the head can be seen.
The third prince was sitting in the courtyard, holding a teacup in his hand, the dense heat was permeating, and there were faint ripples in the teacup.
A young **** in blue lowered his head, took small steps, and ran quickly in the courtyard, and soon galloped under the pavilion.
The little **** knelt down on the ground, his complexion changed, he was very pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
He had just received the news from the square, and he didn't know how to speak at the moment. The news was so shocking. As the **** serving these princes, he knew very well what kind of reaction would be caused if he told the news. as a result of.
"His Royal Highness..."
"The martial arts competition between Li Yuanzhen and Fang Lang... came to fruition."
The **** wiped his cold sweat and said.
"Say."
During the pavilion, the third prince blew a breeze from between his lips, blowing away the heat from the freshly brewed tea.
"Mr. Li Yuanzhen... Defeated, unfortunately defeated... Yu Fang Lang."
The **** said.
After the words fell, the atmosphere instantly became more condensed. The autumn leaves hanging on the tree trunks seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, and they shook off in a rustle, scattering golden yellow all over the ground.
"I don't like to hide...what's going on?"
The third prince took a sip of tea and said calmly.
The little **** fell to the ground with a plop.
"Fang Lang used flying swords to find another way to defeat Mr. Li Yuanzhen!"
The little **** did not hide any more, and revealed all the news.
Click.
But hearing the sound of the cup being crushed, the little **** trembled even more.
It is said that being with a king is like being with a tiger, but to accompany these princes who have not become kings, in fact, they are also accompanied by cubs.
"Li Yuanzhen lost again..."
"Trash."
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In the preparation area.
The setting sun was shining like fire, Fang Lang, Liu Bubai, and Jiang Linglong stood together, and Luoyang also came over. Ever since Fang Lang exposed his superb sword-handling skills, this person has been sticking Not going here.
He kept asking Fang Lang about controlling the sword, and about the formation.
After Fang Lang answered a few words, he pointed to the upcoming martial arts competition on the ring, and Luo Yang reluctantly shut up.
"Can Ni Wen win? This Ximen Xianxian doesn't seem to be ranked high on the gold list."
Liu Bubai frowned and said.
As a student who also came out of Luojiang Academy, Liu Bubai still hopes that Ni Wen can win.
"Win? It's basically impossible. Her opponent is Ximen Xianxian. Although Ximen Xianxian's ranking in the gold list is not high, but when it comes to real combat power, she is not weaker than top talents such as Li Yuanzhen."
"This Ximen Xianxian cultivates Confucianism and Taoism, which is different from the three ways of sword, martial arts, and art. However, her strength is definitely not weak. Coupled with Ximen Xianxian's background, this little girl wants to win. Possibly.”
Luoyang Road.
Fang Lang didn't say anything. It's really hard for Ni Wen to win, but...
Now in Chang'an, perhaps he is the only one who knows what happened to Ni Wen.
The root bone is mutated, the blood is revived...
Ni Wen may have an unexpected performance.
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In the arena, the setting sun was like blood, Ximen Xianxian grabbed the paper fan and folded it together without unfolding it.
When the bell of the competition rang.
Ximen Xianxian smiled and bowed slightly to Ni Wen: "This time, the girl might as well admit defeat, Xiaosheng doesn't want to see the girl get hurt, let alone hurt the girl with his own hands."
Ni Wen was wearing a loose blue shirt, which was washed white, but it was very neat. She stared at her eyes, very serious and serious.
Her hand poked out from her sleeve pocket, holding a cheap deadwood staff.
Like Li Yuanzhen, he doesn't need a staff to perform spells, because the help of the staff is already minimal.
However, Ni Wen is different, she still uses a staff.
As if feeling Ni Wen's solemnity, Ximen Xianxian restrained his cynical attitude.
In fact, Ximen Xianxian, like Ni Wen, is a genius who came out of ordinary students, but, unlike Ximen Xianxian, Ni Wen has never met such a noble person as the eldest prince.
It was only after Ximen Xianxian was appreciated by the First Prince that he reached his current position.
This competition is also a duel between ordinary students and geniuses.
Ximen Xianxian holds a paper fan in his hand, pointing at the sky from a distance.
Ni Wen moved, and the wave of spiritual thoughts spread, and the staff in his hand was waved by him, and it moved slightly in front of him.
Undulating slowly, one after another aura wall stacked.
It seems that there are many palace walls, protecting her tightly, and the speed is extremely fast, fast but not chaotic.
The textbook-style magician starts to cast spells.
Afterwards, Ni Wen consumed her spiritual thoughts again, and tapped the tip of her staff in the void in front of her to draw, as if beating a beautiful arc, and clicked a picture of the magic array.
Push forward the diagram of the technique array, one transforms into four, the brilliance is dazzling, very dazzling.
"Wind, rain, thunder, fire."
Basic four formations.
In an instant, it bloomed on the ring, like four gorgeous flowers.
Ximen Xianxian smiled, the Confucian shirt on his body was windless and automatic, and the white clothes were elegant, outstanding.
He walked forward slowly.
"A poem for a girl, and a poem for a girl."
"Who wants the autumn wind to be cool alone."
"Huang Ye Xiaoxiao is struggling..."
Ximen admires the immortals and walks slowly, reciting poems.
Suddenly, a spirit of whiteness surged around him, like a white python entrenched around him.
It seems to be taking the best of Chang'an.
Ni Wen gritted her teeth and threw out one by one arrays, wind blades, rain needles, lightning arcs, fireballs...
They are all basic skill arrays, but when combined, their effects are not weak, nor is their power weak.
Belongs to the methods of magicians that do not consume much, but can threaten the opponent.
However, Ni Wen's cultivation is really not strong enough. The killing power given to these magic formations by a first-rank magician can only be regarded as ordinary.
Ximen Xianxian walked on foot, his sleeves fluttering.
White pythons around him entangled in the room, smashing the magic array blasted by Ni Wen time and time again.
He recited poems impassionedly in his mouth.
On the sky, the sky is full of colorful clouds, and the clouds are surging. It seems that when he leaves, there is a vision.
"I only know that the girl is too crazy."
Suddenly.
Ximen Xianxian narrowed the distance between him and Ni Wen, raised the paper fan in his hand, and tapped it lightly. In an instant, the aura wall that Ni Wen had laid down disappeared like a breeze.
But Ximen Xianxian's paper fan pointed out like a long snake.
"Crack!"
With a light tap on Ni Wen's waving staff, the staff burst into pieces instantly, and Ni Wen's pretty face turned pale instantly, which was the pain from the backlash of spiritual thoughts.
"Girl, admit defeat?"
Ximen Xianxian wrote a poem and said lightly.
Ni Wen endured the tingling pain in her head, and raised her hand to perform the magic circle again, but Ximen Xianxian's paper fan invaded again and tapped on the center of Ni Wen's eyebrows, and Ni Wen's body was instantly thrown upside down on the ring Draw a long distance.
Ni Wen got up and gathered her spiritual thoughts again.
Ximen Xianxian drifted over and clicked out a paper fan again. Ni Wen's spiritual thoughts were scattered again, and her mouth and nose almost overflowed, making her pale face even paler like thin paper.
"Give up."
"Beating a woman is not what Xiaosheng wants."
Ximen Xianxian looked regretful, shook his head and sighed, but the paper fan in his hand was waved lightly again.
The mighty air moves the sky.
Ni Wen's body was smashed and flew horizontally, and the magic formation that had been condensed with great difficulty collapsed again.
There was silence all around.
It's just a fight.
The gap is too big, Ximen Xianxian's strength is far beyond what Ni Wen can match, but why doesn't this girl admit defeat?
Many people don't understand that a commoner student has reached the limit and has become the glory of Guangzong Yaozu... What is she still insisting on.
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The preparation area.
Liu Bubai clenched his fists, staring at Ximen Xianxian who knocked Ni Wen away again and again, and gritted his teeth: "This man is so pretending, he deserves to be beaten!"
"I want to beat him, but I can't beat him."
"The prodigal son!"
Fang Lang nodded without saying anything.
Looking at Ni Wen, who was gushing blood from her mouth and nose like a river embankment on the ring, she couldn't help but sighed.
The scene under the setting sun flashed in his mind, the two mothers who depended on each other for life.
Ni Wen... Maybe she wants to prove something.
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Boom!
Ximen Xianxian threw out the paper fan in his hand, Ni Wen's body was blown away again, and the magician who was bullied close to him had to halve his combat strength.
Ximen Xianxian no longer read poems, he frowned.
"Girl why...don't admit defeat?"
"I don't want to lose."
"Sometimes, whether you lose or not, you can't help yourself, and persistence...is extremely meaningless."
"I don't want to lose."
"It takes an opportunity to change your destiny, but unfortunately, you don't have one."
"I don't want to lose."
Ximen Xianxian asked a question, and Ni Wen answered in a low voice and stubbornly.
Ximen Xianxian flashed a touch of indifference, the girl's persistence seemed to let him see the weakness that he once degenerated into a beggar.
He suddenly didn't want the girl to fall directly into the ring, he wanted to see the girl admit defeat with his own eyes.
Suddenly flicked the paper fan in his hand, and suddenly, a tornado rose from the ground above the ring.
The blood was sweeping, and Ni Wen was swept up into the sky again and again, and then fell down again.
The arena was splashed with puddles of blood, miserable and stubborn.
The girl stubbornly climbed up again and again, trembling and condensing the magic circle.
Although she is cowardly, she will never give up easily, because she wants to bring hope to A Niang, and she has her reasons.
Stubborn persistence time and time again, time and time again being thrown down by Ximen Xianxian.
"Give up!"
Ximen Xianxian clutched the paper fan, his eyes were reddish, and he sternly shouted at the girl who was about to fall but stood up again.
It was the first time that he was so disregarding his image and flair.
However, the girl did not speak. She stubbornly condensed her spiritual thoughts and depicted the magic circle, but her spiritual thoughts were about to dissipate.
She is powerless, is she going to lose?
No!
Suddenly.
A faint golden light flickered in Ni Wen's eyes, like a flowing golden river, and her spiritual thoughts, which were almost dry and powerless, suddenly condensed together.
Buzz...
The pale golden radiance spread, and Ni Wen burst into flames in an instant, and the cohesion speed of each magic circle was extremely fast.
The four magic circles of wind, rain, thunder and fire smashed towards Ximen Xianxian instantly.
This sudden change!
Everyone is in an uproar.
Although the golden color is light, it ... exudes an inexplicable coercion.
The formation is approaching.
Ximen Xianxian's eyes were fixed, and he clicked out the paper fan in his hand, but it was twisted and shattered by the powerful formation.
Subconsciously, the suppressed arrogance in his body burst out instantly, like a mountain torrent bursting a bank.
Raise your arms and make a gesture, step forward with your right foot, and bend your left foot.
Stretch both palms forward, push flat with one hand, and retract with the other.
Start to shake the Kunlun momentum!
In an instant, the colorful clouds in the sky seemed to be rolled together, turning into a colorful tornado, which crashed down, splashing blood.
The world seemed to be dark for a while, as if there was a sound of iron law and turbulence, but it was quickly suppressed by a ray of will from Tai Chi Palace.
Above the arena, the situation was surging, and it took a long time for it to dissipate.
Ximen Xianxian gasped slightly, his heart throbbing endlessly.
This girl...has the power of blood?
The surrounding area was completely silent, and the atmosphere in front of the Taiji Palace was extremely serious. The First Prince stood up from his chair, but his calm eyes could not stop shining.
"Royal bloodline? But it's very thin...could it be the bloodline of some vassal king living among the people?"
The eldest prince glanced back at the depths of the Taiji Palace~IndoMTL.com~The blood of the feudal king is outside, which violates the iron law!
Suddenly.
"Check!"
A majestic voice floated out.
The eldest prince's eyes sank, and he cupped his hands in a bow: "My son obeys the order."
Subsequently, the Taiji Palace returned to silence again.
Above the arena, the smoke and dust cleared away.
Ximen Xianxian stared at the still standing figure, almost going crazy, why...you can still stand? !
He has unsealed the awe-inspiring energy that has been accumulated for many years.
"You still don't admit defeat?!"
Ximen Xianxian's voice was a little hoarse.
However, this time... there was no girl's stubborn response.
Ximen Xianxian's Confucian shirt fluttered in the wind, staring blankly at the obstinate young girl whose figure was hazy in the smoke.
"The winner, Ximen Xianxian."
The great **** floated into the ring and said calmly.
Under the ring.
Liu Bubai, Fang Lang, and Jiang Linglong rushed out quickly and came to Ni Wen's side.
The smoke dissipated.
The whitish blue shirt the girl washed was stained with mud, dust and blood, her pale face was bloodless, and the flashing golden color also faded away. Unable to move, has completely lost consciousness.
Only relying on a moving stubbornness from the bottom of my heart... still insisting on not falling down.
Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and Jiang Linglong were all silent.
ps: In the first update, I didn’t want to write too much about Ni Wen, but after thinking about it, I’d better enrich the characters, don’t write briefly, take your time, I should be able to finish the palace test today, ask for a monthly ticket, and Recommended ticket wow!
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