Super God Gene

PS: For the red-hearted as well as the black promotion to the Alliance leader.

If you're the emperor,

Let me wear the crown for you, please.

If you're the emperor,

Let me offer you loyalty and faith.

If you're the emperor,

Let me thank you for giving us the right to cheer.

If you're the emperor,

Raise your arrow of victory, please.

Lead us to that glorious victory.

At this moment,

You are the emperor.

The crown has been crowned.

At this moment,

You are the emperor.

It's the supreme lord.

At this moment,

You are the emperor.

Only you can bring us laughter and victory.

At this moment,

We are all children of the Emperor.

Just cheering for you.

Only proud of you.

Just because you are our emperor, Your Majesty.

……

Wen Xiu was excited to read out his written declaration of victory.

All fans of the Central Military Academy have left silently, while the rest are raving.

Skynet has been crazy for a long time, no one thought Hanson had defeated Beijing extreme fog, and many people were excited to discuss it on Skynet.

“That arrow is amazing. How did you do it? ”

“The old emperor retired, the new emperor crowned, and in the future the military school league would be Hanson's world. ”

“My royal anchor. ”

“My royal anchor. ”

“My King's Landing + ID. ”

“I still can't believe it. Has Beijing Jifu really failed? ”

“A new era has arrived. ”

“The Emperor's arrow killed the monster. ”

“That arrow is so bizarre, it's not what the arrow did, it's remotely controlled, right? ”

“It's just winning the archery contest. It's too early to say it's a hegemonic school league. ”

“Long live our emperor. ”

“That arrow is really weird. ”

“Long live our emperor. ”

It's supposed to be a sleepless night, and the whole Black Eagle team, including Stuart, is insomniac.

Defeating a central military school with Beijing fog is like a dream. I don't know how many military schools are dreaming about it, but it all turns out to be a dream breaker.

It's just that they actually did it, beating the central military school with the Beijing fog on the archery field.

There are many fortunes and coincidences, but winning is winning, and they are today's winners, the kings of the whole world.

If it weren't for the competition tomorrow, Stu Xiang would have given them a break, and I'm afraid they would have gone out all night to party.

But even lying in bed is just as exciting as not sleeping.

“Third, did we really win?” The old stone lay on the bed, his eyes glaring at the boss, and he asked stupidly.

“Win.” Hanson replied.

“Boss, did we really win?” The old stone is still not dead, and he goes to call Zhang Yang again.

“Win.” Zhang Yang replied.

“Penis...” The old stone asked again, but Lu Meng came straight back.

“If you keep talking nonsense and don't go to sleep, tomorrow we'll work together to advise Coach Stu not to let you play.” Lumont said.

“I rub it, you're black enough, why don't you let me show up, the Central Military Academy has been overthrown by my brother, when you abuse weak chickens, you won't let my brother go?” The old stone jumped out of bed.

“Try one more bullshit.” Lumont said calmly.

The old stone opened his mouth and swallowed it back when it reached his mouth. He lay down in bed again. He was afraid he would never make it out tomorrow.

But when I lay in bed, the old stone couldn't sleep.

Stu Xiang is also unable to sleep. Today's competition is still like a dream. She still feels very inaccurate.

Her team actually beat the Central Military Academy. How many military school coaches dreamed and pursued this, she actually made it happen.

“Hanson, you're so cute.” Stu now hates that Hanson can't be right in front of her, holding Hanson's head hard and kissing him.

Blackhawk players are excited to fall asleep, but Skynet and the major media outlets have gone mad.

Nobody thought the Central Military Academy would fall at the feet of the Black Eagle, and everything was too sudden to prevent.

At one time, major media outlets were competing to cover the Black Eagle's war with the Central Military Academy, especially the Black Eagle's tactics, as well as the final confrontation between Hansen and Beijing Polar Mist.

Most media quoted Wen Xiu's name for Hanson, and the emperor's name spread throughout the alliance overnight, especially in the military school community, where the word "emperor" is well known.

The fame of Beijing fog is too great, defeating his Hansen is fast turning red, and has been crowned by major media as the new era champion of the League of Military Schools.

At one moment, Jingjie fog has become the King of Qi, as if Hanson had become King's Landing.

On the rooftop rooftop, three young people lay on a railing and watched the city night view with the distant lights on.

“How does it feel to fail?” Tang Zhen poured a sip of beer before smiling and looking at the fog lying beside him asked.

“Not bad. That Hanson did surprise me. I lost.” The fog smiled lightly.

“The last arrow, what's going on?” Tang couldn't help but ask.

“Arrows spinning.” The fog whispered softly.

“What do you mean the arrows are spinning?” Tang Zhenliu stayed for a while and didn't understand the meaning of Beijing extreme fog.

Arrows are fired from above the bow and are not a continuation of their own power and cannot rotate unless they are specially crafted.

The game is played with special arrows prescribed by the league, and it is impossible to fire a rotating effect.

“I don't know." Jing Ji Mi replied naturally.

“How could you not know?” Tang Zhenliu looked at Beijing extreme fog incredibly. Beijing extreme fog faced the arrow himself. At his level, how could he not know exactly what the arrow was passive about?

Lin Feng said on the side of the interface: “He really didn't know that he could shoot such spiral arrows and use the hedge of the airflow to change the direction of the arrows. This is not a no, but none can be done at the level of the unevolved. ”

“Interesting guy, unfortunately it's been my last year and I haven't had a chance to fight him again.” Jing Ji fog said throwing the beer can in his hand into the trash can and turning towards the stairwell: “Goodbye, hope to see you all alive. ”

“What are your plans for the future?” Lin Feng asked.

“I was going to wait till the end of the league to get to the battlefield, and now I don't have to, I'm leaving tonight.” The foggy head of the kingdom did not reply either.

“I'll wait for you back.” The forest wind looked at the back of the fog and said.

The shape of Jingji fog slightly paused, suddenly turned to look at the forest wind, revealing a strange smile: “That man, have you ever fought? ”

“You mean Hanson?” The forest breeze slightly beamed before reacting.

Jingji fog smiled and did not answer, but people had walked into the corridor and quickly disappeared.

“What does he mean?” Tang Zhen's beam didn't react.

“He means he didn't win, and I don't necessarily win.” The forest breeze said faintly.

Tang Zhenliu heard the words, and suddenly he opened his mouth in surprise and didn't close it.