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June 2, 7:30 in the morning, in the hotel.
"Suck it." Jiang Xiao took a sip of the hot soy milk, picked up a small steamed bun and ate it. There were several side dishes on the coffee table, all of which were specially bought by Teacher Fang.
The master and apprentice had breakfast together in Jiang Xiao's room, but Jiang Xiao was not very attentive. He was browsing on his mobile phone and eating at the same time.
"The first round of the World Cup individual competition has ended, and the number of deaths is as high as 4 people, 3 people died in the team competition, and 1 person died in the individual competition."
Even under such comments, the name "Zhao Wenlong" has flooded the screen.
In fact, Zhao Wenlong’s name can be seen everywhere in the comments under various news and videos on the Internet.
Such comments made Jiang Xiao angry.
Zhao Wenlong, as the first student of the Huaxia team to be eliminated, has been crusading against him on the domestic Internet since yesterday afternoon.
If you win, you will be praised as a god, if you lose, you will be criticized as a dog.
Even Jiang Xiao felt annoyed when he saw the one-sided comments. If the person involved, Zhao Wenlong, saw it, he didn't know what he would think in his heart.
To be able to enter the national team, the quality of the students in all aspects is of course absolutely passable. Everyone wants to win, but their skills are not as good as others. What can be done
The mainstream media are still analyzing the reasons for Zhao Wenlong's failure and the strength of George Xing, but for netizens: losing is the original sin.
You are wearing the national jersey and enjoy a great reputation in the imperial capital Xingwu and even across the country, but you are eliminated in the first round. No matter who your opponent is, this situation is intolerable!
We don't care whether you work hard or not, we don't even need to watch the game process, we just want the results, and as one of the eight great Chinese generals, you have handed in such an answer sheet.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the crime deserves death.
The more Jiang Xiao looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt. It was George Xing who "killed" people, but it was one of his own who "killed people".
Star warriors have victories and defeats, life and death, this is a common thing for military strategists, but once the label of bringing glory to the country is removed, everything changes.
"Stop looking." Fang Xingyun snatched Jiang Xiao's phone, "You still have the game next, don't let anything affect you."
Jiang Xiao picked up another steamed bun: "Who died in the individual competition? How was it dealt with?"
Fang Xingyun put down his bowl and chopsticks, turned his head, looked at Jiang Xiao with a serious face, and said, "None of this has anything to do with you. In a moment, the lottery ceremony will be held. Only your opponent has anything to do with you."
Jiang Xiao grinned and said no more.
Far away in China, the cafeteria of Xingwu University in the imperial capital was already overcrowded.
As Star Warriors, the Star Warriors World Cup is a grand event. Some students will watch the lottery ceremony in the classroom and dormitories, and care about the battle situation of the national participating students. And more students like to watch together.
Therefore, after having breakfast, the students did not leave the canteen, but chose to chat and wait. Among the topics these students chatted with, Zhao Wenlong was inevitably mentioned.
Zhao Wenlong is a decent person. Although he is powerful, he is humble and polite. In the circle of Xingwu in the imperial capital, Zhao Wenlong has almost zero negative reviews. Therefore, the students are quite friendly to Zhao Wenlong, but they all regret that there is such a thing. result.
"It's coming, it's coming." A student shouted loudly. For a moment, the students raised their heads and looked at the TV hanging on the ceiling.
Xia Yan and her roommate Zhao Qi sat together, with an untouched dinner plate in front of them. Xia Yan was obviously a little nervous and had no appetite. She was anxiously waiting for the results to come out, hoping that her little skin would not encounter any crazy people.
What people didn't expect was that in the first draw, Chinese players came!
The red star flag hangs high in the upper left corner of the portrait.
She was wearing a national team uniform, with pretty short ear-length hair, and a faint smile in her beautiful big eyes. She spread her hand in front of her, and her cold palm was filled with frost.
Frost Dharma God from East China Naval Medical University - Wu Xiaojing.
The haze swept away in the cafeteria, and cheers and applause also rang out. This female Dharma goddess from Jiangnan used an extremely strong posture to freeze the contestants from Australia in the first round, and won a match without any suspense. victory!
Now that I think about it, it is indeed inspiring.
The picture on Wu Xiaojing’s right keeps switching. Ding! As the battle character was determined, there was another cheer in the cafeteria.
This is a girl with light black skin, average appearance, but a bright and contagious smile, and she seems to have a lively and cheerful personality.
On the upper right side of the girl is a green, white and red flag with a five-pointed star hanging in the middle.
A contestant from the small South African country, the Republic of South Africa.
"Stable!"
"Absolutely no problem!"
"Congratulations to Wu Xiaojing for taking the lead in advancing!"
Not to mention the students, even the teachers who were watching in the cafeteria nodded secretly in their hearts.
A few minutes later, another burst of cheers came.
On the big screen, the star-red flag on the upper left side was flying high, and a man with a ponytail and a steely frame suddenly appeared, with a spear standing by his side, his head held high, and his face resolute.
China, Dazang Xingwu—Fan Ren!
"Brother, don't make trouble, come with someone weaker."
"Why are you so cowardly? Who has Fan Gun King been afraid of? Give me someone more awesome and let them see what the Overlord Gun is!"
"With a big roc spreading its wings, I'm asking if your scalp is numb!"
Everyone held their breath attentively, and the character picture on the right switched quickly. Ding!
"Nobuyuki Saito!?"
"What kind of opponent did you choose? There are 10,000 small countries participating, and the great masters have to fight each other in the first few rounds?"
"It's so scary, this neon sword god, holy shit"
"You can also call him the Chinese Sword God."
"Yes, his father is from China, and there is a brain drain."
"You can't call me the Chinese Sword God. With me, the Skin God, who dares to call me the Chinese Sword God?"
The picture on the right shows a young man with short hair wearing a blue and white national team uniform.
He held a Tang Dao in his hand, lying horizontally in front of him, his eyes were like a hawk, extremely sharp.
And on the wrist where he held the handle of the knife, there were still pieces of cherry blossoms lingering around.
One of the hosts, the captain of the national team from Neon, is recognized as a swordsman.
Saito Nobuyuki, also known as Gu Xinzhi, is of mixed race. He grew up in Jiangcheng City, the capital of Northern Hubei Province in China, and later studied at the High School Affiliated to Jiangcheng University.
After he became famous in Neon, according to Gu Xinzhi's junior high school classmates, Gu Xinzhi's dream was to be admitted to Jiangcheng University. Everyone here liked the cherry blossom avenue that was pink as clouds and red as the morning sun, and Gu Xinzhi did the same.
At that time, there was no star map or star power to break into his life. He and his family were ordinary people, and they were worried about their ordinary life in the future.
In the third grade of junior high school, due to family reasons, I went to Neon with my parents.
In the neon Edo City, at the graduation ceremony of Tateno Middle School, a small probability event happened to him, and he became a rare awakened person.
The star map is exactly the same as the flower and sword in his photo, which is a Tang Hengdao wrapped with cherry blossoms.
Then, the road to becoming a god begins.
For a mixed-blood to stand in the position of national captain, you can imagine how difficult it is and how strong his combat effectiveness is.
Gu Xinzhi's reputation was not something he blew out, but something he did with real swords and guns. After rising to fame in high school, he was specially recruited to enter Edo University. He never failed to win in four years of college, and his star The trajectory of a warrior's struggle is exactly the same as that of the Imperial Star Warrior Empress.
He has his own place in the world's star martial arts student community, and his name is even more famous in neighboring countries.
Internationally, in the predictions of a multi-national expert group, this is a recognized player who can "guarante eight points and advance to four". Especially with the benefit of the host country, people have reason to believe that he can go further.
There was a wailing sound in the cafeteria of the Imperial Capital Xingwu
"Stop yelling! It's coming, it's coming!" A loud roar suppressed the buzzing sound in the cafeteria.
On the TV, in the picture in the second position, there is a handsome young man with broken hair, wearing a Chinese national team uniform, with a wanton smile on his lips, and spinning a water mist dagger in his hand.
The timing of this capture is very interesting. The rotating dagger is right on the back of his hand. I don’t know whether it is spinning upwards or downwards.
Magic City Star Martial Ember!
Everyone hurriedly looked at position 1
"Which country's flag is this? It's black and red, why does it also have a bird?"
"The Independent State of Papua! An island country above Australia."
"So... it's stable?"
"If this fuck continues to be unstable, Yi Yan will drop out of the Demon City Xingwu!"
"I'll go, Wu Xiaojing and Yu Yan"
"Work together to advance?"
"Working together to bully others?"
"Get out of here. If you're strong, you'll scream. If you're weak, you'll bully others. That's enough for you."
ten minutes later.
"Don't make any noise! Don't make any noise at all! My Skin God is here!"
For a moment, there was silence in the Xingwu Canteen in the Imperial Capital.
When others appeared, there were cheers and applause, but when Jiang Xiao appeared, you could hear needles dropping in the cafeteria.
It can be seen that these students in the Imperial Capital Xingwu are really nervous about Jiang Xiao.
In the character picture, Jiang Xiao is still rubbing his head with one hand, with a shy smile on his face. He is very cute. People who see it think... Hmm.
A few seconds later, there were gasps of cold air from the canteen!
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!!!"
"Juliet M. Lowen?"
"What is this? The competition is a dog, right? We are specifically asked to beat the national captain?"
"What a shady story!!! You are trying to get rid of me, the God of Skin!"
"The only death in the solo match was by her hand, right?"
"I'm going to fuck you. Can you let me, Skin God, take a breather?"
"Your Pi Shen can actually breathe. I'm almost suffocated! My chest is tight and my heart is congested, ugh."
In the upper right corner of position No. 2, stars twinkled, with a blue background and a red Union Jack flag quietly appearing.
The sun never sets on the United Kingdom.
In the figure on the right, a white girl appears.
She has long wheat-gold hair, tied up high, with a proud look on her face.
Her chin was slightly raised, and she looked down at the camera with a stern attitude. There was a trace of disdain in her blue eyes, and she was holding a dark red flower in her right hand that was hanging naturally.
Juliette M. Lowen, captain of the United Kingdom and the God of Plants.
In the last round of more than 300 single-player matches, there were countless assassins, and Jiang Xiao also stabbed the heart of Tianzhu God of War with one knife.
But only one could not be saved.
The creator of death is the captain of the kingdom where the sun never sets.
In her body, Xia Yan saw Hou Mingming's shadow, the same posture, the same mentality, the same danger.
Xia Yan held the phone and wanted to talk to Jiang Xiao immediately, but she endured it again and again. The phone was almost crushed by her. She still didn't play the video. She knew that Jiang Xiao must be very busy at this time. , it takes time and concentration to prepare for war.
Any game may be the last game in the lives of the players.
However, when your opponent is Juliette Merlot, the possibilities are infinitely higher.
Far away in the neon light, Fang Xingyun's body started to tremble slightly, afraid of something!
This has gone beyond the scope of a hard role or a ruthless role. The captain of the Sun Never Sets is a female magic goddess who has firmly entered the top eight.
Fang Xingyun hurriedly took out his mobile phone, sent a message, and asked the national team staff for all the information about Juliette Moe Lauwen. They still had one day to prepare for the game.
After Fang Xingyun finished sending the message, he turned around and hurriedly comforted Jiang Xiao: "Don't worry, I asked for the information, we will study it in a while, and she also has the video of the last round of competition, we will get through the difficulty. Eh?"
While Fang Xingyun was comforting, he found that there was no trace of worry on Jiang Xiao's face, as if he had not seen the extremely dangerous opponent at all.
what's the situation
Completely ignore it
Jiang Xiao muttered, and Fang Xingyun was stunned by what he said.
Fang Xingyun frowned slightly and listened carefully
But I heard Jiang Xiao mutter in detail: "Why not George Xing? Why not George Xing? I can't wait any longer. It's killing me. I want to fight George Xing!!!"
Fang Xingyun: "."
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