The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Tang Jingze knew that none of the people in No. 60 High School had a teleporter. It would take at least two minutes to start from the top to the bottom at a normal speed! This rush is a bit outrageous!

Looking at the three people who suddenly sprang out of the grass, the leaders on the podium were also at a loss.

The speed of this support is really terrifying...

"Why are everyone here?" Fang Huaqing stood on the edge of the defensive tower's attack range, holding the whiteboard sword and trembling.

"They bought shoes!"

"Shoes? No matter how much you increase your movement speed, it won't be so outrageous, right?"

Tang Jingze quickly opened the equipment bar, but the scene in front of him almost made him kneel!

[Name: Reporter's Boots]

[Type: Functional magic weapon]

【Quality: Excellent】

[Selling Gold Coins: 600]

[Description: A running shoe specially designed by the Membrane family to commemorate the journalists. Putting on these shoes, you will rush to the teammates who need support at a speed that exceeds the limit of human beings. With this shoe, I would like to express my best wishes to the reporters who have traveled all over the world and always want to make big news all these years. 】

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Looking at the screen of the director switching, the audience couldn't help falling into a deep thought.

The breeze of the cultivator's canyon blew through the reeds, revealing a coldness from the heart...

Seeing that Sun Rong, Chen Chao, and Lin Xiaoyu have appeared from behind the tower one after another, they plan to attack and flank. Tang Jingze almost wanted to break the white board sword in his hand: "..." This Nima is playing a fart!

And a certain little fat man who was huddled under the tower, saw that the situation had changed, he also walked out from under the tower and greeted Tang Jingze, "Yo~ big brother! See you again! I really didn't expect, this Feng Shui... just Twisting like a windmill!"

Master Erdan jumped out from under the tower with his stomach stretched out: "You hit me!"

Tang Jingze: "..."

"You can't let it go!"

With that said, Master Erdan jumped back under the tower. Then he jumped out again: "You scold me!"

"..." Tang Jingze gritted his teeth.

"You can't open your mouth!"

"..."

Everyone in No. 60 High School has long been accustomed to it. Anyway, it's not a day or two that this guy owes his mouth, but when he owes his mouth, you still can't do anything about him. This is the most angry!

"Brothers, I have something to discuss... Can you hold back?" Tang Jingze knew very well that if he was wiped out by a counter-attack in this place, his chances of winning would be really slim.

"I'm sorry, this brother... Our rule is, try not to BB if you can!" Guo Hao returned what Tang Jingze said before to Tang Jingze and others, and then only heard Chen Chao shout: "Let's go—!" The five people from the fifty-ninth middle school were quite cooperative and put them into the attack range of the defense tower.

Tang Jingze rubbed his buttocks, his face was shaking...Fuck! This bird man is indeed a Scorpio! - Take revenge!

And then, no more...

The equipment gap, coupled with the attack of the defensive tower, made the group of No. 59 Middle School unable to resist.

"First kill!"

"Double kill!"

"Three kills!"

"Four kills!"

"Five kills!"

"..."

In an instant, with the clear and loud system prompt sound, a huge "group extinction" on the big screen hung high in the center of the screen.

The hostess screamed excitedly: "Tuan Destroyed! Chen Chao's action has made a great contribution! This wave of seduction by Guo Hao and Wang Ling was very successful! Sun Rong got five kills! Five kills! Sun At this moment, classmate Rong holds a big sword high, like a soul possessed! At this moment, she represents the fine tradition of No. 60 High School... She is not fighting alone! She is not alone!"

"..."

The students of No. 59 Middle School collectively covered their faces.

paralysis! - Home battle! It's so embarrassing!

Director Xie sighed: "They have done a great job, but it is obvious that the students in No. 60 Middle School have a lot more flexibility in using magic weapons. This shows that they have a strong ability to adapt. The most important point is, I didn't expect these kids to know how to use advanced teamfight tactics like wave flow."

Principal Chen: "I didn't expect Director Xie to have research on team tactics?"

"This sentence is from the "Guide to Glory" by the team tactician Ye Shen, and I'm just learning it now and selling it." Director Xie smiled shyly, and looked at the old antique with tender eyes: "Mr. He's an expert in this field!"

Old Antique smiled shyly: "My dear, I'm just a half-ass."

Principal Chen, Principal Jin, and Director Shi: "..." You guys are really enough!

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At 38 minutes into the game, the economic gap in the field has reached nearly 10,000... Everyone in the 60 middle school has four to five pieces of equipment, and only a little bit of economy is needed before they can synthesize the big sword in their hands. Spirit Sword.

After all, considering the influence of the two schools, in order to make the loss of No. 59 Middle School not so ugly, Sun Rong, Guo Hao, and Chen Chao all ran out to give away a wave of friendship. But even so, the head-to-head ratio gap is still insurmountable...

12 to 3... The outcome of this matchup is already clear.

On the rostrum, Principal Jin's expression was solemn. This is a duel between the elites of the two schools. In such a teamfight duel, with such an economic gap, once the advantage is rolled over, unless a miracle happens, it is impossible to turn the tables...

Principal Jin sighed deeply: "Hey, I lost..."

Just like Director Shi and Director Xie, the two principals, Chen and Jin, have been friends for many years. Zhuo Yi knew the details of the two brothers who graduated from the Seven Star Sect that year.

Seeing Principal Jin sighing, Principal Chen's mood as a senior brother was also a little complicated. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or uncomfortable. He immediately comforted him with a voice transmission: "Junior brother... It's okay, the focus is on participation. Friendship comes first, competition second! "

"Senior brother, I remember that when we were in Wuqingfeng and Malanshan, we used to discuss swords there, and I lost. This time, it was a battle between our students. I didn't expect that I lost to you again... hey, In the end, it is good fortune to make people."

"This is just a game. There are always unexplainable variables in team battles. These children from No. 59 Middle School did not give up until the last moment, and their unwillingness to admit defeat is a bit like you..."

"The students of No. 60 Middle School are not bad. They are very adaptable and adaptable. They are cunning and shrewd in their bones... But they are like a retreat from Senior Brother..."

"Haha, Junior Brother has won the prize!"

"...Senior brother, discuss something?"

"you say."

"How many heads do you want your students to give me?"

"Stop dreaming, Junior Brother! Do you think our Spirit Sword education will fail like the national football team?"

"..."

"Brother, I have another question."

"you say."

"Why, why didn't the spirit sword exchange meeting use the spirit sword?"

"..."