The Daily Life of the Immortal King

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Wang Ling just held the bowl of tea and finished drinking it domineeringly.

Really not even a drop left, not only did not spit. Instead, he burped for a long time, causing Tang Jingze and the others to almost vomit.

Don't get me wrong... Wang Ling did not intend to be a hero. Because he felt that it was a waste of time.

It is no doubt quite shameful for the good times to be pretentious in such a place.

In contrast, Wang Lingning can use this time to study hard.

Of course, the main reason was that after sitting on the bus for so long, Wang Ling felt very tired. With the distance from No. 60 High School to No. 59 High School, Wang Lingyong only took a few seconds to get there.

Therefore, Wang Ling was not used to taking public transport.

"Classmate Wang...Are you alright?" Old Antique has been frightened once since Wang Ling sacrificed the little wooden sword last night. But Old Antique didn't expect the second shock in his life to follow so quickly.

Chen Chao and Master Erdan's eyes almost flew out, and even Erdan was scared off with two white bird feathers... Vegetable juice with a concentration of 200 times, this Nima is not for people to drink at all, right? !

"Well, I'm used to it..." Wang Ling wiped his mouth calmly and said succinctly. Very disapproving.

Wang Ling remembered that the body quenching liquid he prepared according to the ancient method was much more disgusting than the vegetable juice. Recalling that the predecessors had to resist the pain and drink such a disgusting thing in order to improve their cultivation a little bit, a glass of vegetable juice with a concentration of 200 times is really nothing.

Even Wang Ling felt that the taste of this thing was a little sweet!

 … get used to it? !

However, Wang Ling's brief three-character reply created an unstoppable storm in the minds of everyone present.

The market price of vegetable juice is very cheap. It can be said that it is a self-cultivation nutrition product developed by Huaguo Water Curtain Group for people at the bottom of the society. Especially for some poor people who are not rich and have ardent expectations for their children, vegetable juice is like the reed in the quagmire of despair.

As long as one person in the family can successfully build a foundation, they can get special supplies from the Huaxiu government. For such poor families, it will be a qualitative change.

Sun Rong had been to Wang Ling's house. She knew that Wang Ling's home was in the urban-rural junction, and it happened to be stuck at the border of Xingyu City. But Sun Rong always felt that Wang Ling's family was not really poor, until she saw Wang Ling sacrifice a small wooden sword, and today's feat of drinking vegetable juice...

As a rich second generation with a conscience, Rong Sun felt that it was necessary for her to care about Wang Ling's life...

What kind of boy is he? Can you endure the taste of vegetable juices from childhood to adulthood, and rely on your own efforts to step by step to build a foundation, and get admitted to a high school in the city center from a remote suburb?

The group of No. 60 Middle School was completely shocked...

From this cup of vegetable juice, I began to think of Wang Ling's hard life from childhood to adulthood, and the tears of Sun Rong and Lin Xiaoyu couldn't help rolling in their eyes...

Even Chen Chao and Guo Hao, two rough gentlemen, were moved.

"..." Wang Ling felt that if he continued to develop at this pace, he would be the only one who would touch the top ten characters on campus next time.

...

This glass of juice, which is called friendship, is definitely a play by Tang Jingze and his group.

And after this, Sun Rong and others finally saw the essence of this student exchange meeting.

It is called the exchange between the two schools, but it is better to say that it is a show-off meeting announced by the No. 59 Middle School.

It can satisfy one's own vanity, but also watch people from outside the school make a fool of himself.

"Fortunately, Wang Ling is here! Otherwise, we wouldn't even pass the first level." Sun Rong sighed secretly.

This is a tough fight, you have to eat whatever you say!

They represent the image of the entire No. 60 High School, and they have to fight for the steamed buns!

Angrily glanced at the stunned Tang Jingze and others, Lin Xiaoyu said angrily, "Our classmate Wang Ling also drank this testimony of friendship. Can you let us in?" Well, with the relationship between No. 59 High School and No. 60 High School, there is no such thing as a shitty friendship... The boat of friendship has never set sail!

"So this person is called Wang Ling..." Tang Jingze looked at Wang Ling with a calm face, and was silent for a while. He kept repeating this name in his heart, this person who made him unexpected, must be strictly guarded in the next few rounds of planning.

In just a few seconds, Tang Jingze had been thinking about a lot of things, including the next few rounds of "special hospitality plans".

After all, vegetable juices are only one part of it.

"The VIPs from No. 60 High School are tired from driving. Please come with me, and I will do the accommodation registration for you right away." Tang Jingze filled his face with a smile again, and welcomed everyone from No. 60 High School in.

Wang Ling was still at the end of the queue, and just as he stepped up the steps, he heard Tang Jingze begin to show off the newly arranged Spirit Gathering Array of No. 59 Middle School: "As you all know, the teaching building of my No. 59 Middle School is. Under the vigorous construction of the new school directors, the renovation was successfully completed last year..."

"New school manager?"

Master Erdan smiled slightly: "Is that the dean of the men's department who circumcised the bag/skin?"

"Pfft hahahaha!"

Hearing these words, the two girls, Sun Rong and Lin Xiaoyu, laughed out loud.

And this barbell-like demonic laughter also caused Tang Jingze and the others to fall into a dead silence...

Damn... there's something wrong with this plot! Shouldn't this group of people be envy, jealous and hated by their anger? Because Mao felt that their knees were shot two arrows in a row by this group of people from No. 60 High School!

"Student Guo, when you speak, please pay attention to the influence!" Old Antique pretended to be calm and cleared his throat, but he was actually happy. Everyone is young, and it is best to see young people fighting each other! In fact, he prefers to watch the two girls rolling on the ground while pulling their hair, which is what makes him more energetic!

"Yes, teacher, I was wrong." Master Erdan is worthy of being a master Erdan, and he is also famous in Sixty Middle School for his thick skin. To admit a mistake is to admit a mistake. And it looks...with no remorse.

"Yeah, knowing mistakes can be corrected, which is great. Don't interrupt when others are talking in the future. Do you know?" Old Antique nodded, then looked at Tang Jingze, "Oh, yes, what did classmate Tang say just now, please continue. Go on?"

Tang Jingze: "..." Tang Jingze's knee hurt again when Old Antique said this. He dared to say what he just said, even you, the leader of the team, didn't even hear it!

If you pretend to be forced, even if you endure the humiliation, you must continue to pretend...

Tang Jingze's mouth twitched, but he resisted his anger and continued to repeat the previous paragraph: "As you all know, the teaching building of my No. 59 Middle School was successfully renovated last year under the vigorous construction of the new school manager. It's done... Now the eight-story teaching building has eight rounds of spirit gathering formations, laid out layer by layer, do you feel that after entering the teaching building, the surrounding aura is majestic, and even the air is much fresher?"

"Really?" Chen Chao worked hard to gather spiritual power, ran for a week, and then frowned: "Strange, I don't feel anything."

Tang Jingze thought it was just jealousy, but he wanted to argue a few words, but saw Rong Sun shaking his head and said, "Really not. It feels almost the same as the spiritual energy outside."

Fang Huaqing also tapped Tang Jingze lightly with his elbow: "President, is there something wrong with the Spirit Gathering Array?"

Problems? How is this possible? The Spirit Gathering Array is maintained every day, so how can problems easily occur?

"Is it not started yet? Go check it out!"

Tang Jingze roared at Liang Wei and the three behind him, almost in a rude manner.

At this juncture, how could something go wrong? I'm only halfway through pretending to be forced!

After a while, Liang Wei ran back out of breath: "Reporting to the president..."

"What exactly happened?"

"The teacher from the school department said that I didn't know what was going on just now, but the core array flag of the Spirit Gathering Array exploded. None of the eight array flags were spared..."

"..." Tang Jingze heard the news, as if 10,000 alpacas had collapsed in his heart.

He was actually slapped in the face by his pretending plan twice in a row? !

At this moment, Tang Jingze felt that his knee was really painful.

Guo Hao laughed until his teeth fell out: "Hahaha, the core array flag actually exploded? This is the first time I've heard of it. It seems that the quality of your home array flag is not very good, it won't be made by Samsung, right? "

The most painful thing in life is not when you feel knee pain. But when the pain in the knee was unbearable, Master Erdan made the last knife again...

Click! ——

Everyone in the field seemed to have heard the sound of Tang Jingze's knee shattering.

...

Wang Ling stood innocently at the end of the crowd. He glanced at the magnificent eight-story teaching building of No. 59 Middle School and sighed deeply.

It seems that the sealing talisman ability on the arm is much weaker. In the past, his own spiritual power would affect the magnetic field of the spirit gathering array, but it would not blow up the core array flag. Now, as the power of the seal talisman is getting worse and worse, he is indeed becoming more and more out of control...

Of course, Wang Ling himself was trying his best to restrain himself.

But such a matter of releasing spiritual power is like leaking domineering, especially when the ability to seal talismans is weakened, Wang Ling himself feels very helpless.

I only have pity on the school manager who cut the bag/skin, and it takes a lot of money to arrange eight consecutive spirit gathering arrays.

This time it's all exploded... It takes many tons of Pippi to cut off to recover the loss, even Wang Ling himself can't count.