The Daily Life of the Immortal King

It can only be said that the old secretary is worthy of being an old secretary. As a senior with the oldest qualifications and the most unfathomable realm in the audience, the old secretary still relies on his years of experience and unfathomable realm, and he is a little vaguely aware of it. What is unusual about this little wooden sword.

But Wang Ling didn't have to worry about what the old secretary could see.

He had already read the origin of the old secretary clearly by peeping into Zhuo Yi's memory. This is an old senior who came from that era. He once killed the demon god with several other founders of Hua Xiuguo, and has an unusual sensitivity to the blood of the demon god.

Therefore, as early as when Wang Ling handed over Jingke, there was a confusing aura on Jingke, and it was like a protective film that tightly wrapped Jingke.

Wang Ling didn't choose to completely cover up the aura of the blood of the demon god, because it would look very unnatural. On the contrary, this kind of protection with a half-covered pipa would make the old secretary feel almost delusional. On the contrary, it is more conducive to conceal Jingke's own breath.

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Since taking the position of Deputy General Administration of Hundred Schools, Zhuo Yi feels that he has not shown any skills publicly for a long time. The outside world has always called Zhuo Yi's unremarkable character as modest and low-key.

Over time, that air-separating sword became a legend...

But the truth is, if you are really Tamar, you won't!

Therefore, Zhuo Yi's mood has always been complicated when he was invited to attend the Lingjian exchange meeting at the No.

He didn't think he was a genius, even when he was promoted to Jindan high school as a sophomore, he accidentally fell into a sky pit and accidentally ate the spiritual fruit.

It can be said that Zhuoyi's life is full of coincidences and dramas.

For example, the inexplicable monster frenzy six years ago; another example, the killer girl who was just arrested yesterday... How the hell did he get credit for these things?

Anyway, Zhuo Yi has always felt that since he entered the No. 60 High School, he was either lying to win or on the way to victory...

No. 60 High School, a place as magical as Guangming Longevity Village...

Zhuo Yi stood in the center of the playground. At this moment, the audience was silent, leaving the stage to him, an old senior who had graduated for many years. It's been too long since he showed any skills, Zhuo Yi felt his heart beat faster and he was a little nervous.

Ever since he started working, Zhuo Yi's chance to get in touch with the spirit sword has plummeted like a jumping machine in an amusement park.

Now Zhuo Yi knows that he needs to find a little sense, which is an important part of forming a tacit understanding with the strange spirit sword in a short period of time.

Although theoretically speaking, the hundred-step flying sword is much simpler than the air-sealing sword. But for high school students who have not yet been exposed to the advanced spirit sword course, this is still a difficult skill that can only be watched by the melon-eating crowd.

Since it is a difficult skill, there is still the possibility of failure...

In front of thousands of pairs of eyes, Zhuo Yi raised his hands in shock, and performed 23 backflips in a row plus three Thomas full spins, so that the eyes of the audience followed his figure and wandered back and forth in the void. Ke's sword rubbed against the air, dragging out a long aura at extreme speed, giving the entire picture a different kind of beauty...

"What an amazing opening show!" Tang Jingze and others were stunned!

There was thunderous applause from all over the playground, and even the old antiques on the rostrum were full of praise: "This is the "Blinking Sword Technique" handed down by Old Demon Han back then. There are many people who know this swordsmanship, but there are people who can do it like this. , but it is as rare as a phoenix."

"Yeah." Even the old secretary was full of praise: "The power of this set of swordsmanship is not strong, but the ornamental value is the first-class excellent quality of all swordsmanship. The top ten is not an exaggeration. Xiao Zhuozi and these You've been busy with work in recent years, and it seems that you haven't lost your mind to take time out to practice?"

Little Zhuozi...

Hearing the old leader's address to Zhuo Yi, the expressions of the leaders of the universities on the podium were as wonderful as when Zhuo Yi heard it in person.

The two principals Chen and Jin couldn't help thinking in their hearts... To make the old secretary call out such an intimate title... This relationship is really worth thinking about!

"Senior Zhuo is really amazing. By the way, why is this sword technique called "Blinking Sword Technique"?" Lin Xiaoyu looked puzzled.

Master Erdan gave an old-fashioned snort: "Don't you realize that when Senior Zhuo showed his swordsmanship, you didn't even blink your eyes? Blinking swordsmanship is better than beauty. It is inseparable. At the time of the Shimen Battle, those cultivators who were proficient in swordsmanship on the battlefield used this most basic swordsmanship to disturb the enemy’s sight and cooperate with the army to attack.”

"I see……"

When everyone heard the words, they all had a sudden realization.

Zhuo Yi let out a sigh of relief after a simple dance. Judging from the loudness of the applause, Zhuo Yi felt that his opening show was a success... After all, "Blinking Swordsmanship" is a swordsmanship that he must practice every day since he went to college, and his proficiency even surpasses radio gymnastics and eye exercises. !

Even with his busy work all these years, Zhuo Yi rarely had time to touch the spirit sword, and he would occasionally forcefully take time out to play around with it.

However, the opening show is nothing...

The performance has only just begun.

Zhuo Yi took a deep breath, and the next thing was "Hundred Steps Flying Sword".

At this moment, a target has been set two hundred meters away from the center of the playground, but the target is only the size of a bowl. For many student parties in the foundation-building period, this is completely beyond the scope of vision. You can only release your spiritual sense to perceive the approximate outline of an object.

"This target is too small, and it has raised a lot of difficulty!" On the rostrum, Director Xie was amazed.

Principal Jin smiled slightly: "In legend, General Yi's "Hundred-step Flying Sword" can stab a grain of rice at a distance of a thousand meters."

The leaders and teachers on the podium, including the hostess, burst out with the same voice in their hearts: Paralysis... This is too perverted!

This is the magic skill of a certain sword god to assassinate the ancient tyrant, and it has been handed down in the annals of history.

It turned out that this legendary magical skill was not as complicated as it had imagined. If the difficulty was based on the ten-star standard, the difficulty factor of "Hundred-Step Flying Sword" was six-star, and at best it just passed.

The theoretical knowledge of swordsmanship in "Hundred Steps Flying Sword" was already thoroughly familiar to Zhuo Yi during his college days, but after practicing at that time, Zhuo Yi remembered that the probability of his success in using it was only over 60%...

This is a swordsmanship that requires a lot of skill, timing, and explosiveness.

"Tell me, don't drop the chain!" Zhuo Yi encouraged himself inwardly, and then raised his sword fingers together, slowly swiping across Jing Ke's blade... aiming at the mouth of the bowl two hundred meters away.

A azure blue spiritual power was attached to Jingke's brown-yellow sword...

Then, Wang Ling saw it from a distance.

Jingke trembled violently like Erkang's uncontrollable hands...

--not good!

Intuition told Wang Ling that Jingke was very repulsive of this strange spiritual power... He was about to fall into a rampage!

And there are two situations in which Jingke runs away...

The first is that Jingke will produce almost devastating destructive power, and a strong earthquake will occur within a radius of 10,000 miles under the influence of the sword wave!

But this can almost be ruled out, because if it really happened, Wang Ling's eyelid warning would have automatically entered the state of ghosts and animals.

Then, if the first state of rampage is ruled out, only the second situation remains...

Wang Ling covered his eyes, and had a hunch that something nasty would happen.

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Zhuo Yi didn't expect Jingke to reject his own spiritual power so much. Usually, the best way to deal with the phenomenon of spiritual sword rejection is to cut a sword in the air and squander the spiritual power that was attached to the sword...

Excellent, that's what he did.

However, this did not stop Jing Ke's rampage...

Just as Zhuo Yi slashed the sword.

Just hear... hoo!

On the rostrum, the old secretary who was sitting in his seat was inexplicably sucked out by a strong gravitational force, and his pants were directly entangled by a sword edge and shattered!

Then, two huge...

hairy legs...

Before everyone could react, the inexplicable gravitational fluctuations had subsided.

Then, everyone, horrified, found that the old secretary's legs were firmly hanging on Zhuoyi's shoulders.

The thick and thick leg hair like long trousers flutters in the breeze with the breeze...

"..."

Wang Ling watched this scene speechlessly.

According to legend, the second state of Jingke's runaway is... 100% hairy legs on his shoulders!