This sentence made all the teachers present look moved when they heard it.

The fierceness of the students from Garrison Store No. 1 Middle School can be said to be the most suitable fighting style for life and death in battlefield battles...

If you meet these people from Qianlong No. 1 on the battlefield, if nothing else... there will definitely be fewer dead people than from Qianlong No. 1!

Even if the cultivation level is far inferior, even if the realm is inferior, when it comes to the battle of life and death on the battlefield...

The final winner may not be Qianlong No. 1 Middle School!

The captain of Qianlong No. 1 Middle School was silent for a moment and said calmly: "Maybe, but we have always won this duel."

The captain of the garrison store said calmly: "We didn't expect to win from the beginning. We just tried our best to make the next game not so easy for you!"

"You Qianlong, you have been the leader for too long! This time, even if we ourselves are disabled, we will still defeat three points of your strength!"

He raised his head, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo over there, and said with a smile: "Captain Zuo! Come on! Next year, I hope it will be your Phoenix City No. 2 Middle School to defend the title!"

Zuo Xiaoduo laughed loudly: "Thank you, thank you all, for your hard work. If it is true as you said, I will treat you to a drink for a year!"

"Words come out like the wind, and a word is final!"

The captain of the garrison store laughed, waved, then carried one of his brothers on his back, hugged another, and strode off the stage with the other team members. Even though he was seriously injured, he still walked with his back straight and his spirit clear.
Chapter completed!