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Many citizens around the stadium noticed something strange in the sky.
Originally there were blue skies, white clouds, and warm sunshine. Suddenly, the sky turned gray.
"The weather changes really quickly."
"Let's go quickly." People on the streets around the stadium were in a hurry, but the wonderful sight made some people stop.
It was indeed raining on the gray sky, but the pattering of rain seemed to only hit the stadium and had nothing to do with the world outside the stadium.
From a distance, people can even see the well-defined rain curtain.
If this is not a wonderful sight, then in this hazy sky, only the top of the stadium is covered with dark clouds, and the light rain has turned into torrential rain.
People were shocked to find that the violent wind, rain, lightning and thunder were really limited to the stadium, and they outside had nothing to do with it.
"Oh, I remembered. The World Cup national team selection competition seems to be held at the People's Stadium?"
"Is it a star skill that controls the weather?"
"My God, what kind of star warrior is this? Can anyone really control the wind and rain?"
People stopped to watch, and not long after, this clear-cut downpour was posted on Weibo, like a rocket, rushing towards the hot search list.
And in this stadium,
Xing Yan roared loudly, his voice shrill and full of extreme anger: "Jiang! Xiao! Pi!"
Jiang Xiao looked at Xing Yan, who was sprinting madly, as if he was looking at a trapped beast, bumping around without any plan.
The beast's physical strength and patience will eventually be exhausted in such reckless behavior.
Jiang Xiao was also waiting for that moment silently. Of course, the star warriors were in excellent physical strength, but Jiang Xiao's tears were no joke. The heavy rain fell on Xing Yan's body, burning his vitality crazily.
Everyone handles low emotions in different ways. Low moods can also trigger sad past events in people's minds, and people deal with such memories in different ways.
Xing Yan, as a pure man and a real man, gave a reaction that included crying, but it was not limited to crying, but anger and pursuit.
A bolt of lightning pierced the black sky, followed by bursts of thunder.
In people's sight, Xing Yan was sad and angry. The moment before approaching Jiang Xiao, Jiang Xiao, who was leaning on the edge of the iron cage, flickered away again.
The heavy rain obscured Xing Yan's eyes. He wiped his face with tears and rain mixed in his hands. He held an ax in the other hand. The 16th star slot on his body suddenly lit up, looking so abrupt under the dark sky.
The ax blade storm seemed to be his last fatal blow.
The sound of silence completely shattered all his inner fantasies.
"Cough cough. Cough cough." Xing Yan's body was staggered by the sound of silence.
He gritted his teeth and took long steps, staggering slightly, but in the violent wind and rain, there was another silence, which made him top-heavy and staggered to the ground.
Xing Yan still has combat power and star power.
But his body never got up again.
Compared to the body, the first thing to be destroyed was his mind.
The tears burned not only his vitality, but also caused his emotions to fall again and again, falling into an endless abyss.
He could no longer play the game, and he was clutching the wet turf with one hand.
Bell~Ling~Ling~
On the other side of the green field, Jiang Xiao leaned against the iron cage with an extremely ugly face. He pressed one hand on his chest and kept releasing the platinum calming bell on himself.
Boom!
Xing Yan hit the ground hard with his fist, even making a small crater in the green field.
"I'm sorry." The two-meter-tall steel man cried like a child.
He could no longer hold on, and his emotions collapsed completely at this moment. There were no more shouts, and only the sound of sobbing remained.
He lay on the ground, burying his face deeply in the grass, no longer resisting or rising up.
Let the heavy rain continue to burn his life, but for Xing Yan at this time, none of it is important anymore.
Winning or losing, ranking, technique, substitute, or even his life, everything no longer matters.
"I'm sorry, hey, I'm sorry." Xing Yan cried softly, his body was shaking, and he didn't know who he was apologizing to.
Those big palm-leaf-like hands gripped his head tightly, and the knuckles were slightly white from the excessive force. People were even afraid that he might crush his head inadvertently.
And the heavy rain, which was obstructing the view, finally subsided.
It rains lightly and drizzles until there are no more raindrops.
"No. 57! Win!" The referee's voice came from outside the field. The rain curtain had clear boundaries and did not harm any staff or contestants.
Therefore, the referee's voice is clear and does not seem to contain any emotion. But the contestants and the team leader quietly watched this heart-wrenching scene on the green field.
Except for the referee's words, the stadium was silent and silent.
Under the hazy sky, there were two men with different postures. One was lying on the ground and sobbing softly, while the other was sitting on the edge of the iron cage with a gloomy expression.
Even Jiang Xiao himself was not immune to this kind of large-scale indiscriminate attack.
From this perspective, Jiang Xiao and Xie Yan are in the same situation.
The difference is that if he wants to hurt the other party, Xie Yan must first hurt himself.
As Jiang Xiao is the centerpiece of Tears, if he wants to hurt others, he will be hurt.
"Hey" Jiang Xiao leaned against the iron cage and sighed deeply.
Next time, should I bring an umbrella
But in this storm, it is inevitable that the heavy rain will be swept by the strong wind and hit from all directions. So will the raincoat be effective? Isn’t the raincoat the same as the clothes we wear now
The external manifestation, that is, in the form of rain, will be blocked by the raincoat, but the star power and associated effects will penetrate into the target's body.
Bell~Ling~Ling~
This time, Jiang Xiao's bell no longer pressed on his chest. Instead, it crossed half the court and hung on Xing Yan's body. Then it turned back and shuttled back and forth between the two people on the court.
Slowly, Xing Yan's trembling body stopped, and the sound of vague sobbing quietly disappeared.
The competition team showed their humane management. For a full minute, no one asked the two to leave the field. The students in the next game also did not urge them. They did not even want to step into the green field, let alone I don’t want to step on that wet turf.
Suddenly, Xing Yan got up, ignoring the giant ax scattered aside, staggering slightly, and directly tore open the iron cage with his hands and walked out.
"No. 81! Please sit back in the audience!" the referee reminded.
Xing Yan turned a deaf ear to all this and stumbled out. His mind still seemed a little confused, or he didn't know where he wanted to go. He just needed some time alone and didn't want to see anyone.
Bell~Ling~Ling~
Jiang Xiao walked over, and the clear and melodious sound of bells shuttled back and forth between the two of them.
Jiang Xiao didn't know how to comfort the man who was looking around in confusion outside the iron cage.
Jiang Xiao hurt him, both physically and mentally, completely, and even caused the other person's spirit to completely collapse. This is an indisputable fact.
But this is a game, there are winners and losers, that’s how the world works.
Xing Yan, who was looking around blankly like a headless fly, gradually calmed down amidst the sound of bells.
Of course it may only be smooth on the surface.
The staff member who stepped forward to lead Xing Yan back to his seat was pushed away by Xing Yan's strong arm. He finally found the direction, which was the opposite direction of the staff member.
Xing Yan strode away. There were many small passages in the huge stadium, and he walked towards one of them.
"Contestant No. 81! No withdrawal is allowed! Please strictly abide by the discipline! Otherwise, it will be considered as withdrawal! Remember! You still have the loser's group match!" The referee's voice came clearly to everyone's ears through the microphone.
Xing Yan's movements paused slightly, but three seconds later, he took steps again.
But such rules have no binding effect on a person who no longer cares about victory or defeat, or even life and death.
"Xing Yan." Jiang Xiao shouted loudly.
Perhaps in everyone's mind, this person is the one who should be least talked about.
Xing Yan stopped and slowly turned his head. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, very big, but also very dull and empty.
Jiang Xiao bent down, picked up the giant ax that fell on the ground, walked out of the iron cage that Xing Yan tore open, and motioned to Xing Yan: "Axe."
Unexpectedly, Xing Yan spoke.
"Yue." Xing Yan said.
Jiang Xiao nodded, turned his hand, and inserted the ax into the ground.
Xing Yan slowly stepped forward and walked towards Jiang Xiao.
Fang Xingyun and Zhao Wenlong stood up directly from the auditorium, and the staff's hearts were lifted. The participating students watched the development of the situation quietly.
A giant beast walked towards the little one step by step.
"So, see you in two years?" Jiang Xiao looked at Xing Yan and said. As he strode closer and closer, Jiang Xiao's head was slightly raised.
Xing Yan took out his ax and looked down at Jiang Xiao silently: "I am a senior this year."
"Oh." Jiang Xiao nodded, "Then... see you later."
With that said, Jiang Xiao turned and left.
Bell~Ling~Ling~
The jumping medical light waves shuttled back and forth between the two people.
The ringing gradually dissipated, leaving only the faint floating medical light, which slowly faded away.
Behind him, Xing Yan weighed the ax in his hand and followed up: "Jiang Xiaopi, it's best that nothing happens to you."
"Tch." Jiang Xiao snorted, "Why don't you leave? The substitute won't have much chance to play anyway."
Xing Yan: "It's too early to say this now."
Under the watchful eye of the staff, the two walked back to the auditorium one after another.
"Passing the second phase of national team selection will reward you with 100 skill points."
Thanks to Baiyiyinchai for the 10,000 rewards.
(End of chapter)