Chapter 110 The Way to Choose the Next Bond Partner

The sky is full of wind and snow.

A mink hat fell into the snow, and the victory was divided.

There were no fancy battles, no evenly matched fights, only a thunderbolt sword falling from the sky, which quickly ended the battle!

There was a dead silence among the entire mountain range, which was really the result of this battle, which was beyond people's expectations.

Qu He's strength is not weak. In the battle with Zhao Dagang and others just now, he showed a crushing attitude.

In addition, with Qu He's extremely fierce fighting style, the disciples who were eyeing on Yu Jianfeng were all sweating for Fang Lang, but they never thought that Fang Lang ended the battle so easily .

Spike!

Just like the thunderous sword light that determined the universe in the battle with Zhao Yu back then, this battle also ended with that sword.

But everyone understands that something is different!

On the pre-sword peak.

A look of shock also appeared on Zhao Yu's face, so fast, so fierce, so violent!

This is definitely not the sword he enjoyed before!

Our number one scholar, he has become stronger!

If it were him at this moment, I am afraid that there is only a possibility of being killed by one sword, and his fate will not be much better than that of Na Quhe.

On the Pre-Sword Peak, after a while of silence.

Cheers gradually resounded.

The sound became louder and louder, and even stirred up the falling snow all over the sky.

The faces of the heroes of the foreign race were a bit ugly, but amidst the ugly look, there was also a bit of solemnity. Qu He's strength was not weak, although he was only in the Sword Astral realm, but because of fighting on the battlefield, his strength was very solid.

But still defeated so thoroughly.

"That sword... seems to be the 'Sword Technique' secretly researched by Jianshu Sect."

The handsome Song Zhongcheng said.

He perfectly inherited the advantages of his father Song Xianzhi, handsome and elegant.

The somewhat wild girl looked at Song Zhongcheng: "He's only at the Sword Astral Realm, brother Zhongcheng, you can easily crush him!"

Song Zhongcheng looked at the young girl brother Shu Yuehua, and shook his head: "Jianshu Sect stipulates that if the difference in cultivation level exceeds four levels, no challenge is allowed."

"If I make a move at the eighth-stage Sword Astral Realm, it will break the rules of the Jian Shu Sect. If Chao Xiaojian makes a point of this, we can't stand it."

"A Si Falcon and I are both eighteen years old. This time, the call to join Jianshu is not for freshmen, but for the top 100 seats in Huangji Jiange."

On the other side, the burly and silent Asi Falcon said lightly: "Besides, a piece of sword is not worthy of my shot."

The wild girl brother Shu Yuehua immediately grinned, extremely excited, eager to try, showing her little tiger teeth: "Then... I will go up?"

A Si Falcon said lightly: "From the news from the scientific examination, this champion of the new subject is a fellow practitioner of the Three Ways, but his strongest is the way of swordsmanship, he understands a little bit of martial arts, and his skills are acceptable, so, Yuehua, if you Being able to get close to his body, with your innate divine power, coupled with General Geshu's famous combat skill 'Locking Dragon Hand', you will definitely be able to easily defeat him."

"The Great Tang World Science Examination will not allow geniuses of all ethnic groups to participate, otherwise... there is no such thing as this."

Song Zhongcheng hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Yuehua, you'd better be careful, don't be too careless."

He has seen Fang Lang's swordsmanship. That martial arts... shouldn't be better than swordsmanship, right?

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Fang Lang glanced at Qu He who was coughing up blood in the snow, and he recalled Guiyuan Sword.

Blood was still dripping from the sword.

Qu He was seriously injured, unable to move, and the wound was bleeding continuously.

Fang Lang's sword caught him by surprise. It was also at the Sword Astral Realm, but Fang Lang's sword that fell from the sky was too fast and too strong!

Fang Lang glanced at Qu He, not even bothering to throw out a character scan.

The defeat was so fast, even Fang Lang himself was a little taken aback.

Did Fang Lang become stronger...or is this guy already so weak?

This is a question worth pondering. Fang Lang felt that he should have become stronger after breaking through to the third-rank Sword Astral Realm, and even the power of the sword thunder had also become stronger.

Fang Lang didn't look at Qu He who kept trying to get up. He raised his head and looked at the snowy sky of Shushan Mountain. The snow scene was beautiful.

The wind and snow in the distance were torn apart, and a handsome young man came over.

"I'm Song Zhongcheng, the third son of Northern Xinjiang General Song Xianzhi. Nice to meet you."

The handsome man bowed slightly and said.

He doesn't look like a foreigner, but he has the unique elegance of Tang Dynasty scholars.

Fang Lang also bowed and returned the salute, and threw out a scan by the way.

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Age: 18

Cultivation level: Eight-stage sword gang

Root bone: 15 (gold)

Introduction: A little elegant, a little crazy

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"The policy essay written by Zhuangyuan Lang in the scientific examination, I actually understand a little bit, and what he said makes sense, but unfortunately, the way is different..."

Song Zhongcheng laughed, and then pulled up Qu He who was on the ground, and popped a pill into Qu He's mouth.

"I hope that one day I can compete with Zhuangyuan Lang in a dignified manner."

Afterwards, Song Zhongcheng pulled up Quhe and left the floating island.

And Fang Lang looked straight at Song Zhongcheng's departure. On the floating island, a bronze-skinned, somewhat wild girl stepped into the snowy world.

"Ge Shu Yuehua, Duan Jiangang, is here to challenge the new champion."

"Does the champion need a rest?"

The girl grinned brightly.

Fang Lang held the Guiyuan sword, flicked his fingers, scattered a drop of blood on the sword, and said, "Fang Lang, a piece of sword."

Afterwards, Fang Lang threw a "character scan" at the girl.

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Age: 16

Cultivation level: level 1 sword gang, level 6 martial artist

Root bone: 11 (gold)

Introduction: She is very wild, but she is only wild when she is fierce!

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To be honest, this bone is pretty good, but it doesn't meet the standard of the bond object that Fang Lang wants to bind next.

As for the introduction, Fang Lang was also speechless. This introduction... Doesn't it mean that this woman has big breasts and no brains?

Fang Lang just finished his investigation.

Ge Shu Yuehua moved, her speed was faster than Qu He's, and her figure pulled a serpentine trajectory in the snow and approached Fang Lang.

She wanted Fang Lang to be unable to target her with the sword thunder.

As A Si Falcon said, once she gets close to Fang Lang, with her natural power and the skill of locking the dragon's hand, she is absolutely confident that she can win the competition!

Fang Lang held the sword in both hands, and had no intention of using "Sword Thunder".

Jianlei's sword, in fact, he had been gathering momentum with his spiritual thoughts since he walked out of the courtyard, so when Qu He rushed to kill him, he decided the world with one sword!

Now, the girl is quickly closing the distance, and Fang Lang casts his sword and thunder, and he may not be able to come and kill the opponent in seconds.

However, in such a hurry to close the distance, is her goal planning to fight in close quarters?

This girl is very confident in her sixth-level martial artist cultivation.

Fang Lang's eyes shone brightly. After eleven days of hard work, regardless of the consumption of spirit crystals, and the fatigue of spiritual thoughts, with the addition of a body training card and the help of exercises, Fang Lang's martial arts cultivation base is also With his hard work, he has reached the rank of eighth-dan martial artist, although it is still far from entering the third-rank martial arts to move blood.

However, compared to melee combat, Fang Lang is not afraid at all!

Since this girl wants to fight melee, then... just use her tricks!

Fang Lang touched the snow with his toes, and the slush splashed. He retreated elegantly like a frightened bird on the snow, trying to distance himself from the approaching girl brother Shu Yuehua!

There was a serious look on his face.

"Don't come here!"

Seeing Fang Lang retreating, Ge Shu Yuehua's eyes became more and more determined. Fang Lang is showing a guilty conscience, and the martial artist's cultivation base is definitely not high!

With her sixth-level martial artist cultivation base, plus her natural divine power, plus her father's "dragon lock technique"!

She has secured this new champion!

Stepping down, slush splashed to both sides, Ge Shu Yuehua had already approached Fang Lang, and the girl took out a thick and heavy sword from the space ring.

The girl wields a big sword, swinging a thousand piles of wind and snow!

Suddenly throw the big sword out!

Fang Lang's obsidian sword was raised and hit the big sword, and the great power on the big sword burst out.

Fang Lang's figure was smashed, the girl laughed wildly, her eyes were bright, and she got close!

Next, it's her performance!

The epee fell, splashing slush, and the girl's body nimbly circled around the epee, getting close to Fang Lang's body, bursting with vitality, and using the dragon lock hand!

In an instant, countless hand shadows appeared and patted Fang Lang.

It is necessary to lock Fang Lang's movements and attacks.

Fang Lang looked at the girl who was unsuspecting and bullied him, and smashed out the prepared spirit awl, plus... the special effects of the ground-level martial arts, Dragon Fury!

In an instant, Fang Lang's blood burst out like a storm.

The young girl brother Shu Yuehua was in a trance without any precautions, her spiritual thoughts were hit by a spirit cone, and her mind was shocked by the dragon's anger.

Under the double blow, the whole person froze in place. When she woke up, Fang Lang's Jeet Fist hit her shoulder bones like a boulder hitting a lake, bursting out with every inch of strength!

Ge Shu Yuehua was shaken all over, his collarbone seemed to be shattered, and with a "wow" in his mouth, blood spewed out!

Fang Lang took a step back, grabbed the girl's ankle, and turned on the spot like a windmill.

The girl was thrown away, she was in the air, her eyes were full of blank eyes looking at Fang Lang below.

You... don't talk about Wude!

Boom!

The girl was thrown seven feet away and fell into the snow, raising a huge cloud of snow dust.

"Didn't I tell you not to come over..."

Fang Lang shook his head, put the sword back into the sword box, and said helplessly.

In the distance, the girl who fluttered a few times lay down in the snow in despair.

There were some sounds of sucking air from the surroundings.

Lost another one.

Ge Shu Yuehua, the daughter of General Ge Shu Taihang, is not weak in talent, but a dual practice of swordsmanship and martial arts, and her strength is extremely strong!

However, the defeat was kind of funny.

"Soldiers never tire of cheating, alas..."

Song Zhongcheng floated over faintly again, and took Ge Shu Yuehua away.

However, the heroes of the foreign race did not challenge again, and lost two battles, which gave them vigilance.

At least, he won't challenge Fang Lang again until he is sure.

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The top of Shu Mountain.

Chao Xiaojian laughed loudly: "As expected of this kid, he is as gaudy as ever."

The challenge of the heroes of the foreign race was blocked by Fang Lang. He was naturally happy, at least he saved the face of the disciples of the Jianshu Sect, and it was also a counterattack to the heroes of the foreign race who originally planned to give the disciples of the Jianshu Sect a blow.

The surrounding elders of Jianshu Sect also stroked their beards and chuckled, very satisfied with the result of this battle.

"On the 11th day after entering the sect, Zhuangyuanlang stepped into the third-rank sword astral realm. It seems... this time in the 'Qianlong resource battle', our Jianshu sect should be able to win the top ten!"

"That's right, you deserve to be the number one scholar in the scientific examination."

"It's time for Elder Ji to start preparing for the resource war. This year is definitely the most promising year for our Jianshu Sect. I hope that this year, the Jianshu Sect can capture some resources so that the disciples don't have to work too hard in the Demon Tower."

In the meeting hall, the elders were in high spirits, laughing and discussing with each other.

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Some people laugh and some people are sad.

In the courtyard where the strong aliens are located.

A Siyuan's face was cold and serious, and the strong aliens around him also lost their smiles.

Both Qu He and Ge Shu Yuehua lost to Fang Lang.

This was beyond their expectations. Qu He and Ge Shu Yuehua's advantages in battlefield fighting experience were not revealed, and they were strongly defeated by Fang Lang.

No one spoke.

The atmosphere was dreary and dreary.

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On Pre-Jian Peak.

The alien geniuses did not continue to entangle, and retreated away from Pre-Jianfeng.

On the floating island, Fang Lang let out a foul breath.

Wen Ting had reminded him before that a genius of a foreign race joined the sect, so Fang Lang had long expected that they would come to make trouble.

However, it seems that these alien geniuses still have a bottom line, and none of them swarmed up.

Also, Song Zhongcheng's strength is eighth-level Jiangang, and he didn't dare to make a move because of the rules. If he really made a shameless move, Fang Lang really wasn't sure he could beat it.

It's just that this time Fang Lang has to make a move, and he must be afraid of them, so that these alien geniuses will not keep challenging him and harassing him if they are not fully sure.

As for the future, Fang Lang won't worry about it in the future. After all, Fang Lang is confident, and his upgrade speed is definitely faster than those alien geniuses. At that time, they will have even less confidence to challenge him.

Looking at it now, the troubles of the heroes of different races can be regarded as a temporary solution.

Stretched in the wind and snow.

Fang Lang turned his head and looked at the brothers and sisters of Huangji Jiange who were holding swords and suspended in the air to watch the excitement.

It's time to consider tying a new bond object.

Fang Lang finished his retreat and walked out of the courtyard. His main purpose was not to fight against alien geniuses.

His real purpose is to choose a new bond object.

Originally, Fang Lang planned to directly bind Wen Jiaoxi, but there were so many geniuses in Jianshu Sect, Fang Lang felt that he could find an opportunity to screen them first.

Do not bind too hastily.

Fang Lang grinned, looking at these brothers and sisters of Huangji Jiange who were watching the excitement, it was like watching leeks swaying in the wind.

However, the names of these senior brothers and sisters are not very clear. Fang Lang is going to find Xiao Lingjian, the social butterfly of the Jianshu Sect, and ask him to help make a list.

In the distance, Jiang Linglong came with a sword, and the two of them climbed to the Pre-Jian Peak at the same time.

After hearing the news, Ni Wen and Liu Bubai rushed over, and they were both relieved to see that Fang Lang was fine.

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The heavy snow flew and fell on the tiles. If there was too much accumulation, snow would fall from the tiles and swirl one after another.

The outer sect of Jianshu, the inner village of the sect.

A two-story restaurant.

The decoration is not gorgeous, but it is more lively. There is boiling wine on the hot stove, and there is a strong aroma of wine. The busy guys are constantly yelling at the disciples of the inner and outer sects of Jianshu Sect who have set foot in the small restaurant.

The window seat on the second floor.

Fang Lang held a cup of warm wine and drank it. Xiao Lingjian stepped into the restaurant, untied the cloak that blocked the snow, took off the bamboo hat, and walked to where Fang Lang was with a smile.

After taking a sip of the warm wine, Xiao Lingjian couldn't help frowning after hearing Fang Lang's story about looking for him.

"Junior brother wants a list of the specific strengths of the disciples of the Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang and Siji Jiange?"

Fang Lang's request made Xiao Lingjian puzzled.

Fang Lang was also very helpless, the Jianshu Sect didn't make a ranking of the disciples of the Siji Jiange.

"This is a bit troublesome, because everyone's strength is changing, and if it is known, some people may be unhappy..."

Xiao Lingjian hesitated for a moment, this matter can be big or small.

Fang Lang took a sip of tea, and his mind was moved. He wanted to take out the spirit crystal, but finally found that he could use the golden ticket.

So, in the judgment of the system, is this also considered as a consumption related to practice?

This is good news. Fang Lang took out a gold ticket with a face value of 10,000 gold coins and placed it on the table without any fuss.

Xiao Lingjian glanced at the golden ticket, and slightly relaxed his frown.

Although spiritual crystals are the main needs of practitioners, golden tickets are also indispensable. They are necessary for life and improve the quality of life.

It can be used to buy pills, spirit crystals, etc. Ten thousand gold coins are equivalent to a middle-grade spirit crystal.

"Brother Fang, I can still get the lists of Huangji Jiange and Xuanji Jiange, brother, but the Earth and Heaven..."

Xiao Lingjian said with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Fang Lang took another sip of tea, and took out a golden ticket with a face value of 10,000 again without changing his face.

Xiao Lingjian's eyes narrowed: "Junior Brother Fang, enough is enough..."

But Fang Lang didn't stop, and took three consecutive shots again.

With a total of 50,000 gold tickets, Xiao Lingjian let out a breath, shook his hands slightly, and took a sip from his wine glass.

Then, he put down the wine glass and took two out of it.

Although he loves money, he takes it in a proper way. He takes as much as the list is worth.

"Twenty thousand is enough, too much will change the taste."

Xiao Lingjian said seriously: "Junior Brother Fang, give me three days, and the strength on the list can only be guaranteed to be 80% correct."

Fang Lang smiled in surprise. Brother Xiao has a bottom line. As for the strength of the list, Fang Lang doesn't care. All he wants is a simple list of names.

"The remaining 30,000 gold coins, Brother Xiao should have a channel to help me exchange them for spirit crystals or pills of equivalent value."

Fang Lang drank the warm wine in the glass, got up, put on the bamboo hat, said with a smile, and then walked out of the small restaurant.

Xiao Lingjian was sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, looking at Fang Lang's back blurred in the snow, he still couldn't figure out what the purpose of buying the list was.

He actually felt that he couldn't see through this new junior brother more and more.

PS: First two updates today, Lao Li adjusted his status.