Chapter 69 Back then in Wuqing Peak and Malan Mountain
Tang Jingze knew that none of the people in No. 60 Middle School were carrying teleporters. It would take at least two minutes to complete the assembly from the upper middle to the lower lane at a normal driving speed! This driving speed was a bit ridiculous!
Looking at the three people who suddenly jumped out of the grass, the leaders on the rostrum were also confused.
This support speed is really terrifying...
"Why are everyone here?" Fang Huaqing stood on the edge of the defense tower's attack range, holding up his white sword and trembling.
"They bought shoes!"
"Shoes? No matter how much you increase your movement speed, it won't be so outrageous?"
Tang Jingze quickly opened the equipment column, but the scene before him almost made him kneel!
Name: Journalist boots
Type: Functional magic weapon
Quality:Excellent
Gold coins sold: 600
Description: A running shoe personally made by the Membrane Family and specially designed to commemorate comrade journalists. Putting on this pair of shoes, you will rush to your teammates who need support at a speed that breaks human limits. I would like to use these shoes to pay tribute to these
Congratulations to the reporter who has been traveling around the world for years and always wants to make big news.
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Looking at the director's switching scenes, the whole audience couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
The breeze in the Cultivator Canyon blew through the reeds, revealing a chill from the heart...
Seeing Lotus Sun, Chen Chao, and Lin Xiaoyu appearing from behind the tower, planning to attack from both sides to complete the outflank. Tang Jingze almost wanted to break the whiteboard sword in his hand: "..." What a nonsense!
But when a certain little fat man who was huddled under the tower saw that the situation had changed, he slowly walked out from under the tower and said hello to Tang Jingze: "Hey brother! We meet again! I really didn't expect that this Feng Shui... is like
It's spinning like a big windmill!"
Master Erdan jumped out from under the tower with a puffy belly: "Hit me!"
Tang Jingze: "..."
"You can't do it!"
With that said, Master Erdan jumped back under the tower. Then he jumped out again: "You are scolding me!"
"..." Tang Jingze gritted his teeth.
"You can't open your mouth!"
"..."
Everyone in No. 60 Middle School has long been accustomed to it. Anyway, this guy has been arrogant for more than a day or two. But when he is arrogant, you can't do anything about him. This is the most annoying thing!
"Brothers, we have something to discuss...can you hold back your actions?" Tang Jingze knew very well that if he was wiped out by the counter-attack group here, the chance of victory would be really slim.
"I'm sorry, brother... Our rule is, if you can do it, try not to ****!" Guo Hao returned to Tang Jingze and others the words Tang Jingze said before, and then heard Chen Chao shout:
"Let's go——!" They cooperated very well and put the five people in the 59th team one by one into the attack range of the defense tower.
Tang Jingze rubbed his butt, his face trembling... Damn it! This arrogant birdman is indeed a Scorpio! - He holds a grudge!
After that, there will be no more...
The equipment gap, coupled with the attack from the defense tower, left the group of No. 59 Middle School with no chance of parrying.
"First kill!"
"Double kill!"
"Three kills!"
"Four kills!"
"Penta kills!"
"..."
In an instant, accompanied by a clear and loud system prompt, a huge "group destruction" hung high in the center of the big screen.
The female host screamed excitedly: "The team is destroyed! Chen Chao's kick was a success! Guo Hao and Wang Ling's seduction was very successful! Sun Rong got the five kills! Five kills! Sun Rong
Classmate Rong is holding the big sword high at this moment, as if she is possessed by her soul! At this moment, she represents the fine tradition of No. 60 Middle School... She is not fighting alone! She is not alone!"
"..."
The students of No. 59 Middle School collectively covered their faces.
Paralysis!——Playing at home! It’s so embarrassing!
Director Xie sighed: "They have done a great job, but it is obvious that the students from No. 60 Middle School are much better at using magic weapons. This shows that they have strong adaptability. And the most critical point is,
I didn’t expect this group of kids to know how to use advanced team battle tactics like Yibo Liu.”
Principal Chen: "I didn't expect Director Xie to study team tactics?"
"This sentence comes from the "Glory Guide" written by the team tactician master Ye Shen. I am just learning it now and selling it now." Director Xie smiled shyly and looked at the old antique with tender eyes: "Teacher Wang is just a genius."
He is an expert in this field!"
The old man smiled shyly: "Thank you, my dear, I'm only a half-experienced person."
Principal Chen, Principal Jin, and Director Shi: "..." Enough is enough with you two bastards!
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38 minutes into the game, the economic gap in the field has reached nearly 10,000... Everyone in the 60th team has four to five pieces of equipment. With only the last bit of economy, they can synthesize the big sword in their hands.
Spiritual sword.
After all, considering the influence of the two schools, in order to make the loss of No. 59 Middle School less ugly, Sun Rong, Guo Hao, and Chen Chao all ran out to send a wave of heads as a friendly gift. But even so, the head-to-head ratio gap was still insurmountable...
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12 to 3...the outcome of this duel is already obvious.
On the rostrum, Principal Jin's expression was solemn. This was a duel between the elites of the two schools. In such a team battle, with such an economic gap, once the advantage was gained, unless a miracle happened, there would be no chance.
Possible comeback...
Principal Jin sighed: "Hey, I lost..."
Principals Chen and Jin are just like the relationship between Director Shi and Director Xie. They are also old enemies for many years. Zhuo Yi knows the details of these two brothers who graduated from the Seven Star Sect.
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Seeing Principal Jin sighing, Principal Chen, as a senior, also had a somewhat complicated mood. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. He immediately sent a message to comfort him: "Junior brother...it doesn't matter, the important thing is to participate. Friendship first, competition second!"
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"Senior brother, I remember when we were at Wuqing Peak and Malan Mountain, we had a sword fight there, and I both lost. This time, it was a battle between our students. I didn't expect that I lost to you again... Hey,
After all, it’s nature that plays tricks on people.”
"This is just a game. In team battles, there are always unexplainable variables. These kids from No. 59 Middle School didn't give up until the last moment. Their unwillingness to admit defeat is a bit like you..."
"The students of No. 60 Middle School are not bad either. They are very adaptable and adaptable. They have a bit of cunning and shrewdness in their hearts... but they are as good as their senior brothers..."
"Haha, junior brother deserves the award!"
"...Senior brother, can we discuss something?"
"you say."
"How many more heads will your student give me?"
"Stop dreaming, junior brother! Do you want our spiritual sword education to fail like the national football team?"
"..."
"Senior brother, I have another question."
"you say."
"Why, why didn't the Spirit Sword Exchange use the Spirit Sword?"
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