"Luojiang Academy, win."

In the ring, the referee of the Sword Shu Sect took a deep look at Fang Lang and spoke.

Fang Lang's swordsmanship made him, a disciple of the Sword Shu Sect, a little surprised, just in terms of swordsmanship, this kid should have reached the extreme of the swordsman level.

It's not surprising to win Xuzhou Academy, mainly with the strength of the sixth-stage swordsman, it's a little surprising to show this kind of swordsmanship.

Moreover, being able to string three in a row is also a kind of ability.

As for the blood flowing in the ring, the referees of the Sword Shu Sect are accustomed to it, how can there be no bloodless practice, and the real practice is to face life and death.

The Sword Shu Sect sits in the "Demon Que", do you really think it is a tour of the mountains and rivers?

It was the result of the joint efforts of many disciples of the Sword Shu Sect to suppress it, and every year the disciples of the Sword Shu Sect who died in the demon gate were no less than ten people, and countless people were injured!

Therefore, for this level of blood, the disciples of the Sword Shu Sect did not blink their eyes.

In his eyes, these can only be regarded as petty fights, and the students of the academy are still too tender.

In the ring, Fang Lang was holding a stainless steel sword, his green shirt was flying, and he had a warm smile.

Eighteen consecutive slashes, now ...... Progress is three.

Fifteen more wins are needed, which is five teams.

This first battle also gave Fang Lang a deeper understanding of the cruelty of cultivation, which is not only about learning, but also about fighting, bloodshed, and killing.

Fang Lang needs to get used to this situation, follow the local customs, and not think too much about cultivation.

This change in mentality is Fang Lang's biggest gain in this battle.

Walking out of the ring, Wen Jiaoxi also had a satisfied smile on his face, and he also saw Fang Lang's transformation in the ring, from the softness and politeness at the beginning, to the sharpness in the swordsmanship later.

This change is also a kind of progress.

A true cultivator should not be merciful, and cultivation is a matter of fighting with one's life, and one's life is ...... There is only one.

To practice is to take responsibility for one's life.

In the ring, you just have to shoot with all your might, and the life and death of the contestants are watched by the referee of the Sword Shu Sect.

The first battle was a string of three.

This result even attracted the attention of many participating colleges around the area, and many students looked at it with a solemn look in their eyes.

Liu Bubai was very happy, and even hugged Fang Lang's neck and raised his chin: "You performed well, you have my Liu Bubai demeanor." ”

"It's nothing to win a team of students from a middle-ranked academy." Fang Lang also smiled.

Jiang Linglong wore a veil and glanced at Fang Lang, and his eyes were also a little thoughtful.

"Mr. Wen, the next ...... I'm on. ”

Jiang Linglong said.

Wen Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, but did not refuse, and nodded.

Soon, the break was over, and Wen Jiaoxi went to draw lots again to prepare for the second competition.

It's still the seventh ring of the Gengu group.

This time, the opponent of Luojiang Academy is a medium-ranked academy, Annan Academy.

In the ring.

Jiang Linglong took the stage, she wore a veil and held a stainless steel sword, and her slender figure attracted the attention of many people.

Opposite her was a handsome young man with a smile on his face.

"Annan Academy, Chen Liangtian, Nine-Rank Sword Disciple."

"Why is the girl wearing a veil, such good-looking eyes, there must be a face that is overwhelming, girl, if you are defeated, are you willing to travel with Chen in Jianshu?"

The young students of Annan Academy said with a smile.

Jiang Linglong has no waves in the ancient well.

"Luojiang Academy, Jiang Pei."

Then, there was no then, there was no realm.

Because, there is no need.

The sword momentum was instantaneous, like the rotation of the four seasons, Jiang Linglong had no suppressive power against Shang Wenting, but against ordinary students, it was simply a hanging.

Syllable!

As soon as the sword body was slapped, the flowery Annan Academy student was directly slapped on the chest and exploded with blood flowers and flew off the ring.

And the girl held the long sword obliquely, her eyes were like stars, and she was an understatement.

"Next."

Under the ring, there is a commotion.

Wen Jiaoxi has a headache, and another one plans to string three?

Young people nowadays, do they like it so much?

However, sword cultivators, it is good to be young and frivolous.

Liu Bubai raised his head proudly, clasped his hands to his chest, and pursed his mouth.

"The hole cards are played last! I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry at all! I'm the hole card, they're so wavering, I'm going to hold it down, I'm going to give them a back! ”

In the ring.

Jiang Linglong was also the same as Fang Lang's last game, ending the battle in a series of threes, crushing the whole process.

The girl walked out of the ring with pride and without the slightest embarrassment.

Fang Lang looked over, and Jiang Linglong nodded towards Fang Lang.

Wen Jiaoxi didn't feel surprised, Jiang Linglong's swordsmanship was not weaker than Fang Lang, and even stronger because of his cultivation foundation.

On the side, Liu Bubai's eyes lit up, and he said to Wen Jiaoxi: "Sir......"

However, as soon as he spoke, Fang Lang's eyes froze, and he spoke first: "Sir, let me go in the end, Liu Bubai is the hole card of our Luojiang Academy, and he can't be easily exposed." ”

Liu Bubai opened his mouth, what you said makes sense, but ...... I came up with a sword.

I want to show off in the ring, too.

Wen Jiaoxi's face was full of weird smiles.

"Okay."

The teaching and learning have all agreed, what else can Liu Bubai say?

He could only stalk his neck and hold his head high, maintaining the pride unique to his hole cards in the academy.

I'm a genius, and as soon as I appear, I will definitely be a sword!

……

In the third game, Fang Lang took the stage, and the opponent was still a medium-sized academy.

However, there is still no suspense in this battle, with the sword drawing technique and the spirit void sword step that the swordsman specializes in, Fang Lang can easily string three!

One-third of the way through the mission.

However, Jiang Linglong seemed to be on the same page as Fang Lang, and in the next game, Jiang Linglong took the stage again.

Liu Bubai wanted to speak, but Jiang Linglong glanced at him, and his words were held back.

And Jiang Linglong took the stage, still sweeping the opponent with gorgeous sword moves.

Luojiang Academy won all four battles, and every game was a string of threes.

This also attracted the attention of many participating colleges in the Xuan Group, and the genius students in some of the top colleges even glanced at it solemnly.

A string of three, they can too.

However, this also shows that Luojiang Academy's strength this year is much stronger than in previous years, and it is a competitive opponent.

As the first round continued, the competitiveness in the Xuan Group became more and more competitive, and the opponents encountered by Luojiang Academy became stronger and stronger.

However, Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong still maintained a rhythm of three in a row, winning the competition, Liu Bubai still did not have a chance to play, he had tears in his eyes, but he held his head high, maintaining his demeanor and unfathomable as a hole card.

But the willow is not white...... He was in a hurry.

Draw the sword!

Void Sword Step!

The two swordsmanship broke out at the same time, and in the ring, after Fang Lang was entangled with his opponent for a quarter of an hour, he finally found an opportunity and completed the last move!

The opponent fell into the ring, his face pale.

And under the ring, the teaching of the other party's academy is also full of iron.

Fang Lang once again completed a series of threes.

Fang Lang was panting, his hand holding the sword was trembling, the opponent in this game was not weak, but he still won.

The joy in Fang Lang's heart is indescribable.

"Current Mission Progress (18/18)"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the target task and obtaining [Dual Sword Flow (Sword Disciple Mastery)]. ”

"The [Dual Sword Stream] will be obtained with the assistance of muscle memory and spiritual transmission, and the authenticity of swordsmanship will be solved from the causal level, so please feel free to practice with the host."

Fang Lang unexpectedly completed the task of eighteen consecutive slashes in the first round.

At the same time, ask the sword competition, the first round is over.

Luojiang Academy stood out from the Xuan Group with a complete victory record and was shortlisted for the second round.

Liu Bubai was a little trance.

He still didn't play after all.

In this first round, he seemed to be lonely.

What did he do?

didn't do anything, and somehow won the second round.

This situation is not quite right, he is not white, Luojiang Academy swordsmanship genius.

He is the great god, and he is the one who is responsible for lying down!

Fang Lang and Jiang Peixiu can't be allowed to do swordsmanship anymore.

In the second round, he must play!

Certain!

He couldn't be more low-key!

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