The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The system digitizes everyone's strength and divides it into 20 levels. For each level, the strength is unblocked by 5%...

But Wang Ling found that this kind of dataization did not seem to be effective for him. Because he was not a monk in the Foundation Establishment period. The realm he has been in so far in school has been disguised by him...

Foundation-building colleges and universities are all students in the foundation-building period, and the system setup of the trial version of "Cultivator's Canyon" naturally sets the scope of dataization within the foundation-building period.

In other words, Wang Ling did not truly realize dataization like others.

Although his level was equally divided into twenty, he also needed to absorb experience to gradually upgrade. But this upgrade means nothing to Wang Ling.

Therefore, even if he is only level 1 now, he is still a god-like existence in this map.

Let alone three people to capture it, even if it was the strength of one division, Wang Ling felt that he could kill one by one...

However, as a qualified assistant, Wang Ling couldn't do it himself. The economy and head count of the next route had to be given to CARRY. Looking back at Guo Hao, who was already shivering under the tower, Wang Ling walked out of the reeds step by step.

Now, Wang Ling decided to live in his own body and go out to seduce a wave...

Leaving the opportunity to others was the least eye-catching method Wang Ling could think of.

Even if you can't kill people, you can still cheat some skills...

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Tang Jingze, Liang Zheng and Liang Fei were ambushed in the reeds on the red side.

In the virtual game space, everyone is transformed into a mass of data, and their breath and spiritual consciousness are closed by the system. So I don't have to worry about the breath being captured by the opponent.

"Look, that little white face has come out!"

"This product is only first-class, where did you get the guts?"

"Looking at this poor appearance, I usually don't play games much. I guess it's a pit!"

"Then can we get on?"

Several people squatted in the grass and talked a lot, and finally fixed their eyes on Tang Jingze's face: "Senior, you should say something!"

To be honest, Tang Jingze refused at first... After all, after having been in contact with Wang Ling for the past two days, he had already deeply reflected on it and realized Wang Ling's toxicity.

superior!

Still, no...

this is a problem.

In this MOBA game, it is quite common to rely on catching people to achieve more and less tactics.

Now, there are many people on my side, and the level also has an advantage. As for Wang Ling, who is only level 1, in Tang Jingze's eyes, he is like a piece of plump pork drizzled with fresh soy sauce and caviar, and the smell of meat can be wafted from far away!

In the end, Tang Jingze gritted his teeth: "Go!"

Too many people, afraid of a fart!

On the other side, Guo Hao was still huddled under the tower, and from a distance, he saw a sound of "Xixi Suo Suo" coming from the reeds in front of him, and then he saw three people, each carrying a white board sword towards him. Wang Ling came over: "Student Wang Ling, be careful!"

Before the spirit sword is formally synthesized, swordsmanship can play little role, and it will consume blue bars in vain. After dataization, the blue bar represents spiritual power. Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, the three people who jumped out chose normal attacks, and planned to rely on more people to hack Wang Ling to death...

"Pegasus Meteor Sword!"

"Kill my sister in my arms!"

"Starburst Abandoning Healing Slash!"

Although this is not some kind of swordsmanship, ordinary attacks also have the name of ordinary attacks, and they must be shouted out loudly, so that they seem to have enough momentum. After all, the output depends on roar... This is the eternal truth.

Three days carrying a white board sword, he slashed at Wang Ling vigorously, as mighty and majestic as a man on a horse.

I saw that Wang Ling was standing there, without any movement. He knew very well what would happen when the three cut him. Although it is only in the game now, the backlash effect of the sanctification of the flesh is still there. If these three people cut a sword at themselves... Surely, they will be attacked, and not even the scum will be left?

This is not what Wang Ling wants to see...

The thing of winning three kills is really eye-catching.

So now, it's time to test the body method.

Many of Wang Ling's skills were self-taught, and those skills with enormous lethality from childhood to adulthood rarely even had the opportunity to use them. The only skill that Wang Ling could use to practice when he had nothing to do.

In the realm of self-cultivation, the vast majority of movement techniques are about turning the wind into the rain, preparing for a rainy day, predicting the attack route in advance and avoiding it before the attack arrives.

But Wang Ling couldn't do this, because this kind of movement technique was too advanced, and it would attract people's attention. Therefore, after a long period of tempering, Wang Ling figured out a movement technique that was most suitable for him.

Therefore, in the end, Wang Ling came to the conclusion that the most coquettish movement is not moving, and the most defying movement is not having movement...

"It seems that this capture was very successful, and the first blood will be born in the bottom lane." Principal Jin said sternly.

The hostess exclaimed, "Now Tang Jingze, Liang Zheng, and Liang Fei from No. 59 Middle School take the lead in attacking Wang Ling, who had misused his abdominal muscles! What will happen!"

Everyone held their breath, and saw Tang Jingze three people holding whiteboard swords in their hands, and swiftly slashed over them with lightning speed.

The wind pressure blew up Wang Ling's short hair...

Originally, this should be a sure hit!

However, something unexpected happened to everyone...

In the face of the three people's attack, I saw Wang Ling, who was originally set to stand still, suddenly swayed slightly.

The average distance between these three swords was only 0.01 cm from Wang Ling, but after a quarter of the incense stick! Wang Ling turned to the side, but he was stunned to stick to Wang Ling's skin, and cut a hollow...

"What the hell!? ... What kind of body technique is this?" The hostess, Principal Jin and his friends were all stunned.

"Our 60th Middle School's body technique class hasn't started yet. Wang Ling was able to escape... Maybe it's just luck."

"This kid must have taught himself how to move! One sideways dodged the three swords, liar!"

"Don't get excited, Principal Jin, the old secretary is also sitting here, why don't you let him talk about it?"

On the rostrum, the leaders watched the replay screen switched by the director.

The old secretary stared at the director's playback screen, and shook his head slightly after a while: "I didn't see any movement techniques this classmate used, it was just an ordinary sideways dodging."

"..."

Even the old secretary said so, and Principal Jin was speechless. The strength of the old secretary is unfathomable, and of course the authority of his words is beyond doubt.

The hostess looked at the economic disparity chart in the audience and couldn't help but sighed: "This time, the students from No. 59 High School failed, and they also lost the economy of the army line, which made the students from No. 60 High School's economy directly lead by two. Qian! I hope the students of No. 59 Middle School will not be discouraged and continue to work hard!"

Hearing the hostess's words, Principal Chen smiled proudly: "So like this kind of team game, my suggestion is not to think about making big news in the early stage, steady development is king."

"Chen Tianxiang, don't be complacent, I will definitely come back!" Principal Jin puffed out his cheeks and glared at Principal Chen and said through voice transmission.

On the rostrum, the leaders were talking a lot, and only Zhuo Yi stared at the picture, very silent... Because, only Zhuo Yi knew deeply how unfathomable this young man was.

Six years ago, he killed the Demon King in one blow, such a terrifying strength... Even the old secretary may not be able to do it.

But what Zhuo Yi didn't expect was that he had been searching for Wang Ling for so long, and he seemed to have avoided it by various methods. And the real meeting after a lapse of six years turned out to be at this spirit sword exchange meeting.

Looking at Wang Ling's mature young face, and looking back at the childish little face six years ago...

At this moment, Zhuo Yi had a feeling of being separated.