Under the setting sun, Ni Wen was carried out of the ring.

Ximen Xianxian also came back to his senses, his expression was full of complexity, and there was a bit of awe between the complexities.

Persistence, sometimes easy to say, difficult to say, but as difficult as ascending to the sky.

What is the unforgettable experience that makes the girl insist so much?

Ximen Xianxian didn't know, but it didn't prevent Ximen Xianxian from respecting the girl. Grabbing

Although Ni Wen is best suspected of having an explosion of bloodline talent, ...... The gap with him is too big, but Ximen Xianxian still chose to unravel Haoran Qi and fight with the girl with all his strength to show respect.

Ximen Xianxian thought that he would choose to untie this shackle that had been accumulated for several years only when he met Wei Sheng, Fang Lang or Jiang Linglong.

Dusting off the slightly wrinkled Confucian shirt, Ximen Xianxian raised his head and looked at the sun, at this time, he couldn't help but want to chant a poem, but unfortunately, he couldn't hold back the poetry by Fang Lang, who had been watching him next to him. 淘戅戅

Ximen Xianxian smiled and waved slightly towards Fang Lang, and then walked out of the ring.

The imperial doctor in charge of the palace test martial arts competition rushed over, stuffed Ni Wen with a pill, and ordered someone to carry her out of the ring.

"Her injuries are not a big problem with the treatment of pills, the main thing is that the spiritual mind is consumed and overdrawn, and the next battle is afraid that it will be difficult."

Jiang Linglong said quietly.

Fang Lang nodded, Ni Wen was already very good to be able to come here, she had done her best.

She did the best she could.

The three of them walked out of the ring, and at this point, the first round of the palace martial arts competition was over.

At the end of the first round, the nameplates of many candidates suspended in front of the Taiji Palace, half of which were full of cracks, and half of which were not cracked.

The students with the nameplate intact will enter the second round of competition.

After not taking too long a break, Nameplate began to choose his opponent again.

In the second round, the possibility of a strong encounter is much greater.

The emotions of the people and gamblers were mobilized again, and everyone was looking forward to a more exciting martial arts competition.

Two intact nameplates collided, Jiang Linglong fought Lu Ze.

Lu Ze's face darkened, but he was not afraid of fighting, after all, if he tried martial arts in the palace, he had to be prepared to encounter Jiang Linglong and others.

The battle ended quickly, although Lu Ze learned Lu Taixuan's drunken sword, but under Jiang Linglong's sword, there was not much suspense about defeat.

Lu Ze was very happy, drinking the wine in the gourd, and walked out of the ring with a smile, at least he lost much more comfortably than the last game that Liu Bubai had won.

The next battle is also a different kind of excitement.

Wei Sheng met Luoyang, Luoyang, as the first genius of Nanyuan Academy, also competed with Wei Sheng for a long time, and in the end, he was almost cut off half of his body by Wei Sheng, and unfortunately lost.

Fortunately, there is an imperial doctor outside the ring who is always ready to treat him, otherwise, with Luoyang's injury, I am afraid that it will have to be supplemented with pills, and it will also take several days of recuperation.

Fang Lang also played, this time, his opponent was very mediocre, ranking forty-seventh on the civil and military gold list, which was relatively unfavored in the second round.

It took a long time to reach the second round, and it was a narrow victory, and the most important thing was ...... This person is a sorcerer, an eight-stage sorcerer.

When encountering Fang Lang, the other party was desperate.

The final result, there was not much suspense, as soon as the other party got into the ring, before Fang Lang could take out the flying sword, the eight-stage magician immediately chose to admit defeat.

Than what?

Do you want to be picked up to the sky like Li Yuanzhen and then thrown down?

Isn't it good for everyone to take a step back and save some face for themselves?

Anyway, if he was able to go to the second round, this eight-stage magician was also satisfied, after all, he didn't come with the purpose of competing for the champion.

Fang Lang smiled at each other, and the two got out of the ring separately, the thunder was loud, and the rain ended Fang Lang's appearance in the second round, which made the people and gamblers full of regrets.

Then Ximen Xianxian appeared again, and he seemed to be unaffected by the previous game at all, and quickly ended the opponent.

When the battle of the complete nameplate candidates is over, it is the competition of the defeated candidates, and at the beginning of this game, the nameplates of the candidates are completely broken, and the ranking of the palace examination is determined according to the order of fragmentation.

Start with a hundred, and work your way up in order.

Li Yuanzhen performed very well in the loser battle, he did not have an elegant smile on his face, and he shot decisively and ruthlessly.

The opponents were crushed by him one by one and got out of the ring.

However, what is the use, he has lost the qualification to compete for the top prize.

Liu Bubai debuted, this time he was extremely lucky, he met an opponent who was seriously injured in the last round, and the opponent's strength could not play three percent, and he was defeated by Liu Bubai with difficulty.

Liu Bubai successfully ranked among the top 50 in the palace examination, but he was defeated in the end, ending his difficult scientific expedition.

The final ranking is fifty in the palace examination.

Because Ni Wen was not lightly injured, she only won the eighty-ninth place in the palace examination in the end.

However, this result is not too bad for both of them.

Wen Ting closed his mouth happily at the bottom, and Dean Cui was also smiling like a flower in the crowd, Luojiang Academy...... I'm afraid I'm going to be famous now.

The next time the academy applied for the exam, the children of several cities around Luojiang would rush to the academy and rush to enter the Luojiang Academy.

Even, when Fang Lang's palace examination ranking comes out, Luojiang Academy can become more popular, and it will attract students from the Tang Dynasty and Tiannan Haibei to come to study!

In short, Luojiang Academy will receive much more cultivation resources in the future than before.

……

……

The palace examination continues.

The bright moon gradually climbs, the dark clouds cover the sky, the bright moonlight, from the dark clouds shrouded in the gap to cast down, sprinkled in the vast square behind the Suzaku Gate, the autumn wind kills, whining and blowing.

On both sides of the royal road, the jade fire platform lit the flames, and the lights were lit in rows, shining the night like day.

In the ring.

The moonlight is like frost, stubbornly tearing through the dark clouds and sprinkling on the ring paved with blue bricks.

Jiang Linglong stood gracefully, holding Ji Xue's sword.

There was a dead silence around, and the people did not dare to speak loudly, although they were very tired after watching the battle for a day, but the next battle still mobilized the heat flowing in their blood.

Opposite Jiang Linglong, standing was Wei Sheng with inch hair, Wei Sheng was carrying a long black knife, touching his head honestly, full of smiles.

"I didn't expect to meet you in advance, I thought I would meet Fang Lang."

Wei Sheng said.

Jiang Linglong wore a veil, never spoke, and looked at Wei Sheng calmly with star-like eyes.

"Anyway, I've already fought Fang Lang once, and this time it's just right to face you...... Fight hard. ”

Wei Sheng grinned, and his honest smile was very infectious. Grabbing

Jiang Linglong bowed slightly, as cold as an iceberg that would not melt for thousands of years.

Faintly spit out words.

"Please."

Boom!

Wei Sheng's qi and blood exploded instantly, his hair stood upside down, and against Jiang Linglong, he unreservedly exerted all his strength.

The hair flowed backwards, and the bloodline talent opened violently, instantly turning into an afterimage in the ring, and the black knife was withdrawn, as if a knife split the huge waves!

This battle made everyone's eyes widen and stare at it deadly.

This martial arts competition is not stingy with Fang Lang and Li Yuanzhen!

The same can be called the "champion battle"!

Preparing for war.

Fang Lang watched the battle carefully, Wei Sheng is very strong, and Lao Jiang is also extremely strong, it is really impossible to say who will win.

The pupils reflected the shadow of the sword and the light of the sword.

The green bricks in the ring were shattered one after another, and the cracks that had been cut by the sword qi and sword qi were all there, and the dark clouds seemed to be swept by the momentum of the battle, torn apart, and cut open.

Ultimately......

The hustle and bustle is over.

On the ring, Wei Sheng's upper body was shattered, and the long black knife was inserted in the potted ring.

He sat cross-legged, gasping for air, covered in sword marks.

"I lost."

Wei Sheng touched the back of his head and said.

Jiang Linglong was still wearing a veil, but the corner of the veil was cut off and fell to the ground lightly, and she bowed her head slightly.

"Concession."

Click!

The nameplate collided, and Wei Sheng's nameplate was shattered by Jiang Linglong's nameplate.

When the two walked out of the ring, a craftsman who was responsible for repairing the ring replaced the green bricks on the ring.

With the end of this battle, the situation has become clear.

In the next battle, there is no need to match, everyone can guess the warring parties.

Because now he still maintains a winning record, except for Jiang Linglong, who advanced to the final champion battle, there are only Fang Lang and Ximen Xianxian left.

Void.

When the last two intact nameplates collide together.

The big eunuch still announced the list of the next competition as usual.

"In the next game, the West Gate of Chang'an Academy will fight against Fang Lang of Luojiang Academy."

The winner of the two will compete with Jiang Linglong for the top prize, and the loser will compete with Wei Sheng for the position of Tanhua.

Therefore, the attention of this battle is no less than the battle between Jiang Linglong and Wei Sheng, and Lu Taixuan, who had been napping all night, was even a little sober, and his eyes glanced at the ring.

……

……

Dark clouds drifted, obscuring the autumn moon.

The ring was a little darker, and there was a cold wind, blowing, rolling the fine gravel on the ring.

Fang Lang and Ximen Xianxian stood at both ends of the ring and bowed.

Ximen Xianxian is very serious, in private, he can ask Fang Lang to go to the Jiaofang Division to find flowers and ask willows, but in the ring, he must go all out.

He wants to win, and he wants to win beautifully, only in this way can he live up to the expectations of the great prince.

He never underestimated Fang Lang, although Fang Lang's strength on the surface showed that he was only a sixth-rank sword master, but Fang Lang's martial arts and martial arts cultivation had all reached the second grade.

Students who are initiates of the three paths are very rare.

The sorcerer and the martial artist cultivated to the realm, and the assistance provided was enough to make up for the gap in Fang Lang's realm, and Ximen Xian Immortal could see Fang Lang as a nine-stage sword master.

Even, it is more difficult than the traditional nine-stage swordsman, the swordsman can only sword, Fang Lang will...... It's not just swords.

This son's battle is notoriously bells and whistles!

"W-"

The gong sounded at the beginning of the battle.

Fang Lang's eyes drooped slightly, but he didn't do it immediately, at this moment, he was probing the system information.

"Ding! The data update of Ni Wen, the subject of bondage, has ended. ”

……

Bond: Ni Wen

Age: 15

Cultivation is: Second stage magician

Root bone: 80

Cultivation speed: 15 hours of spirit crystals

Bloodline Talent: Spirit Pupil

……

Fang Lang looked at the updated Ni Wen's fetters and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Let's play

Ni Wen activated the bloodline, and the root bone actually mutated directly from the yellow product to the gold product, however, Wen Ting once said that the root bone mutation that appeared because of the bloodline was a normal mutation.

What shocked Fang Lang the most was actually the bloodline talent column.

Fang Lang's mind moved, and the introduction of the investigation.

": The unique bloodline talent of the Tang Imperial Family, due to the thin concentration of bloodline, can only open the 'Spirit Pupil' state for the time being, two passives, first, you can get the 'Stacked Spirit' effect, which can be applied to the spell to enhance the power of the spell, and second, you can get the 'Spirit Explosion' effect, and the total amount of spiritual thoughts will be increased to ten times the base within a quarter of an hour."

"Ding, friendly reminder: The bloodline talent will consume a lot of the host's essence and spirit, please use it sparingly."

Fang Lang gasped.

Awesome!

Xiao Wenzi is awesome, the thin royal bloodline, that is also the royal blood!

The man who abandoned Ni Wen's mother and daughter...... Who the hell is it?

Fang Lang's brows furrowed slightly, if it was the royal family, then the problem here might be even more serious.

If that man came to Ni Wen to confess, what should she do?

Fang Lang shook his head, don't think about this, at least, the awakening of the bloodline talent is a good thing for this stubborn girl.

"Ding! The Dream Quest is triggered. ”

"Defeating Ximen Xianxian has become the obsession of Ni Wen, the object of the fetter, before the defeat, defeat Ximen Xianxian, and convince him, and realize the dream of Ni Wen, the object of the fetter, will be rewarded."

Well?

The task has been triggered.

Under the champion task, there is another small task.

Defeat Ximen Xianxian, to convince him, can he get his Haoran Qi?

Fang Lang smashed his mouth, this system ...... I like it.

This is to treat Ximen Xianxian as a pure tool man, Ximen Xianxian has raised Haoran Qi for so many years, is it possible that the achievement is to prepare for Fang Lang to pick peaches at this moment?

This task, I took it!

…… Grabbing

……

In the ring, Fang Lang suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed, very sharp.

In the distance, Ximen Xianxian only felt his heart condensed, as if he was being targeted by some hungry wolf, and his face suddenly became serious.

One palm pushes forward, one palm back, and shakes Kunlun.

There was a breath of qi on his body, which suddenly climbed, as if he had turned into a white dragon, sweeping around his body, as if shining into the night.

For Fang Lang, Ximen Xianxian didn't dare to be careless, and released all his Haoran Qi as soon as he made a move.

"Brother Lang, please."

Black clouds are overpowering, and mountain rain is coming.

There was a sudden sense of crampedness between heaven and earth, oppressing everyone's hearts.

Fang Lang did not draw his sword, but stepped down in one step, and his body instantly shot out like an arrow, and the clothes of the green shirt slapped the void.

He jumped, and a current of air rose around him.

The red space ring between his fingers flashed, and suddenly the Flowing Fire Flying Sword appeared, and Fang Lang stepped on the flying sword, as if he was stepping into the sky and going straight to the sky.

Ximen Xian's eyes froze, what did Fang Lang want to do?

Fang Lang's heart silently switched between the four fetters state.

Raise your hand.

Airplanes......

An ice bow emerges.

was held in Fang Lang's hand.

Spell Ice Bow, Sorcerer's Specialization.

The aura on Fang Lang's body began to soar, and as the state of the four bonds opened, the aura between heaven and earth was absorbed into the body.

Fang Lang stepped on the Flowing Fire Flying Sword, constantly approaching.

Ximen Xianxian frowned, raised his hand and pressed it, the white python was entrenched, and stopped Fang Lang's advancing figure with a roar.

The distance of nine zhang is the closest distance that Fang Lang can get close to Ximen Xianxian.

"Spirit Pupil!"

Fang Lang said lightly.

The next moment, in the depths of his pupils, there seemed to be a faint flash of gold.

Stacked Spirits!

Soul Explosion!

In an instant, Fang Lang felt that his third-stage magician's spiritual thoughts were skyrocketing at this moment, directly skyrocketing tenfold!

On the ice bow, an arrow condensed by ice crystals took shape, and Lingnian was suppressed by Fang Lang one after another.

Shout!

Fang Lang let go of his hand, and the ice bow suddenly tore through the night like a silver ray, shooting towards the Ximen Xian Immortal who was entrenched under the white python.

This feeling!

Ximen Xianxian's eyes shrank, not just him, in front of the Taiji Palace, the eldest prince's face froze, this strange feeling......

He turned his head to look at the Taiji Palace, as if asking for instructions, asking questions.

However, the Taiji Palace was deep and there was no movement, and the eldest prince let out a long breath, it seemed that he was wrong in his perception.

And up and down the ring.

Ximen Xianxian raised his hand suddenly, and between the downward pressures, there was wind and thunder on the ground, and a tornado swept up on the ground, smashing the ice arrow!

At the same time, Simon was a fairy hunter and habitually recited psalms in battle.

"The falling trees are small and the waves are waves, and the rivers are ......"

However, he had just pronounced a poem.

Fang Lang, who was stepping on the fiery red Flowing Fire Flying Sword, stared at each other and opened his mouth to interrupt.

"The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back."

"Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiaoxiao, endless Yangtze River rolling!"

……

Fang Lang opened his mouth and recited a poem repeatedly.

The unspoken half of Ximen Xianxian's poem was suddenly stuck, and the artistic conception of the poem recited by Fang Lang came to him, making the second half of his mind suddenly difficult to deliver......

And all he had left in his mind was the artistic conception of Fang Lang's poems.

Fang Lang took advantage of this time to control the flying sword and approach two zhang.

Ice bow raised, step on the flying sword, bend the ice bow!

Arrow after arrow, shoot the tornado around Ximen Xianxian!

Ximen Xianxian came back to his senses, hurriedly started his hand, and the tornado rose again.

Ximen Xianxian gritted his teeth and recited the psalm again: "The joys and sorrows of life are rare ......"

The beginning of the herringbone? 巘戅宝来戅

Fang Lang raised his eyebrows, and opened his mouth.

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon!"

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone."

Ximen Xianxian: "......"

If you think about it carefully, you almost want to vomit blood, but you finish reading it!

!

This poem is incomplete!

Boom!

The entrenched Haoran Qi seemed to have been shaken, Fang Lang took the opportunity to advance three more zhang, and the Stacked Spirit shot another arrow to break the tornado!

Ximen Xianxian hurriedly raised his hand, and a tornado rose again, blocking an arrow!

Ximen Xianxian's face was pale, he didn't believe in evil, and gritted his teeth and recited again.

"The world is vast, I want to be immortal......"

The beginning of heaven and earth?

Again!

Fang Lang stood on the flying sword, drew his bow and pointed at Ximen Xianxian, his face was cold and solemn, and he spoke loudly.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds."

"The lower is the river, and the upper is the sun!"

When Ximen Xianxian heard this, he was suddenly struck by lightning!

This poem...... This poem!

Haoran is like a turbulent current!

And Fang Lang stepped on the flying sword and broke three zhang in a row again!

It is only a foot away from Ximen Xianxian.

The whole square was silent, and it was extremely eerie.

On the ring, the white python rushed into the sky, and the mighty dragon rolled up the storm.

What was supposed to be a battle of dragons and tigers turned into a battle of poetry!

Ximen Xianxian opened his mouth to recite a poem, and Fang Lang also opened his mouth to reply with a poem.

The three poems actually made Ximen Xianxian, a romantic genius in Chang'an, speechless, speechless, and distracted!

saw that above the ring, Fang Lang jumped down from the flying sword.

And Fang Lang fell, sticking to Ximen Xianxian's body no more than an inch away.

The green shirt was flying, Fang Lang raised his hand, his thumb against his middle finger, like a Buddha smiling and holding a flower, hanging in the eyebrows of Ximen Xianxian.

"Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you."

Fang Lang smiled warmly, and finally recited, and ended.

Ximen Xianxian's eyes were blank, chewing on the last line of the poem that Fang Lang recited.

Then, his gaze fell on Fang Lang's body.

This sub...... Is it a monster?

Boom!

A snap of a sword wave erupted.

Blood was sprinkled, Ximen Xianxian instantly tilted his head back, and the whole person turned into an off-string arrow and flew out of the ring.

Ximen Xianzhi, defeated.

The dark clouds that obscured the autumn rain were blown away, and the moon was sprinkled.

Fang Lang stood with a sword in the ring and looked at Jiang Linglong in the preparation area.

The moonlight sprinkled down, and he smiled warmly, just like when he was in Qianfei Pavilion, time overlapped, and the young man looked at it.

Next.

Old ginger, it's your turn.

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