Five Hundred and Eighteen Eight Strong!

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Many citizens around the stadium noticed something strange in the sky.

Originally, the sky was still blue and white, and the sun was warm, but suddenly, the sky was gray.

"It's really fast to change the sky."

"Let's go quickly." People on the streets around the stadium hurried, but the spectacle stopped some of them.

It was indeed raining in the gray sky, but the light rain seemed to be only drenched in 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 spectacle, then in this hazy sky, only the stadium is covered with dark clouds, and the light rain has turned into a torrential rain.

People were shocked to find that the violent wind and rain, lightning and thunder were really confined to the stadium, and they outside had nothing to do with it.

"Oh, I remembered, the national team selection for the World Cup, seems to be held in this People's Stadium?"

"Could it be a star technique to manipulate the weather?"

"My God, what kind of star warrior is this? Is there really someone who can control the wind and rain?"

People stopped to watch, and it didn't take long for the well-defined torrential rain to be posted on Weibo, rushing towards the hot search list like a rocket.

And in this stadium,

Xing Yan roared loudly, his voice was shrill and full of extreme anger: "Jiang! Xiao! Pi!"

Jiang Xiao looked at Xing Yan who was sprinting wildly, as if he was looking at a trapped wild animal, ramming around without any rules.

The physical strength and patience of the beast will eventually be exhausted in such reckless behavior.

Jiang Xiao was also silently waiting for that moment. The star warriors were of course in excellent physical strength, but Jiang Xiao's tears were not a joke. The heavy rain was pouring on Xing Yan's body, crazily burning his vitality.

Everyone handles low emotions differently, and low emotions can also bring up sad episodes in people's minds, and people process these 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 flash of lightning pierced the black sky, followed by bursts of thunder.

In people's sights, Xing Yan was sad and angry. Just before approaching Jiang Xiao, Jiang Xiao who was leaning against the edge of the iron cage flickered away again.

The heavy rain blocked Xing Yan's eyes. He wiped his face with tears and rain mixed in his hands. Holding an ax in one hand, the 16th star slot on his body suddenly lit up. Under the dark sky, it looked so abrupt.

The ax storm seemed to be his last fatal blow.

The sound of silence completely shattered all his inner fantasies.

"Cough cough... cough cough... woo..." Xing Yan's body was staggered by the sound of silence.

He clenched his teeth, took big steps, his body staggered a little, and in the storm, there was another burst of silence, which knocked 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 with the body, it was his mind that was destroyed first.

The tears burned not only his vitality, but also caused his emotions to fall again and again, falling into an endless abyss.

He couldn't play the game anymore, he was clutching the wet turf tightly with one hand.

bell~bell~bell~

On the other side of the green field, Jiang Xiao was leaning against the iron cage with an extremely ugly expression on his chest. He kept releasing the platinum calming bell for himself.

Boom!

Xing Yan hit the ground hard with his fist, and even made a small hole in the green field.

"I'm sorry..." The two-meter-tall steel man cried like a child.

He couldn't hold it anymore, his emotions completely collapsed at this moment, there was no more shouting, only the sound of sobbing.

He lay on the ground, buried his face deeply in the grass,

No more resistance, no more rising.

Let the heavy rain continue to burn his life, but for Xing Yan at this time, all this is no longer important.

Winning or losing, rankings, techniques or substitutes, or even his life, everything is no longer important.

"I'm sorry, huh... sorry..." Xing Yan's cry was very small, his body trembling constantly, and he didn't know who he was apologizing to.

Those big palm-like hands were gripping his head tightly, the knuckles were slightly white due to the excessive force, and people were even afraid that he might crush his head inadvertently.

And the torrential rain that obstructed people's sight finally subsided.

Drizzle, drizzle...until there is no more rain.

"No. 57! Win!" The referee's voice came from outside the arena. The rain curtain was clearly defined and did not hurt any staff or contestants.

So the referee's voice was clear and clear, without any emotion. But those contestants and the team leader teacher quietly watched this heart-wrenching scene on the green field.

Except for the referee's words, the stadium was completely silent and silent.

Under the cloudy sky, there are two men with different postures, one lying on the ground sobbing softly, the other sitting on the edge of the iron cage with a gloomy expression.

Even Jiang Xiao himself was not immune to such a large-scale and indiscriminate attack.

From this perspective, Jiang Xiao and Xie Yan are in the same situation.

The difference is that in order to hurt the other party, Xie Yan must first hurt himself.

And Jiang Xiao, as the center of tears and rain, if he wants to hurt others, he will implicate himself.

"Hey..." Jiang Xiao leaned against the iron cage and sighed deeply.

Next time, should you bring an umbrella?

But in this storm, it is inevitable that the heavy rain will be swept by the wind and hit from all directions, so will the raincoat have any effect? Isn't the raincoat the same as the clothes you are wearing now?

The external form of expression, that is, rainwater, will be stopped by the raincoat, but the star power and half-life effect in it will penetrate into the target's body.

bell~bell~bell~

This time, Jiang Xiao's bell didn't press on his chest anymore, but crossed half the field, hung on Xing Yan's body, and then turned back, shuttling back and forth between the two on the field.

Slowly, Xing Yan's trembling body stopped, and the seemingly invisible sobbing sound disappeared quietly.

The competition side showed their humane management. For a full minute, no one asked the two to leave the field, and the students in the next competition also did not urge them. They didn't even want to step into the green field. Don't want to step on that wet turf.

Suddenly, Xing Yan climbed up, ignored the giant ax scattered aside, staggered slightly, tore open the iron cage with both hands, and walked out.

"No. 81! Please sit back in the auditorium!" The referee reminded.

Xing Yan turned a deaf ear to all this and stumbled towards the outside, his mind still seemed a little confused, or he didn't know where he wanted to go at all, he just needed some alone time and didn't want to see anyone.

bell~bell~bell~

Jiang Xiao walked over, and the crisp and melodious bells rang back and forth between the two of them.

Jiang Xiao didn't know how to comfort the man who was looking around in a daze outside the iron cage.

It is an indisputable fact that Jiang Xiao hurt him, both physically and mentally, and even caused the other party's spirit to completely collapse.

But it's a game, there are winners and losers, that's how the world works.

Xing Yan, who looked around blankly like a headless fly, gradually calmed down amidst the sound of the bell.

Of course...maybe it's only smooth on the surface.

The staff who stepped forward to try to lead Xing Yan back to his seat were pushed away by Xing Yan's strong arm, and he finally found the direction, which was the opposite direction of the staff.

Xing Yan strode away. There were many small passages in the huge stadium, and he walked towards one of them.

"Contestant No. 81! Retirement is prohibited! Please strictly observe discipline! Otherwise, you will be treated as a withdrawal! Remember! You still have a match in the loser's bracket!" The referee's voice was clearly heard by everyone through the microphone.

Xing Yan's movements stopped slightly, and three seconds later, he took another step.

But such a rule has no binding effect on a person who no longer cares about winning or losing, or even life and death.

"Xing Yan." Jiang Xiao shouted loudly.

Perhaps in everyone's mind, the person who shouldn't talk the most is this person.

Xing Yan stopped, and turned his head slowly, his eyes were as big as copper bells, very big, but also very dull and hollow.

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 walked slowly towards Jiang Xiao.

Fang Xingyun and Zhao Wenlong stood up directly from the auditorium, and the hearts of the staff also raised their hearts. The participating students watched the development of the situation quietly.

A giant beast walked towards that 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 also slightly tilted up.

Xing Yan pulled out his ax and looked down at Jiang Xiao silently: "I am a senior this year."

"Oh." Jiang Xiao nodded, "Then... there will be a period later."

With that said, Jiang Xiao turned and left.

bell~bell~bell~

Jumping medical light waves shuttled back and forth between the two.

The ringtone gradually dissipated, leaving only the faint floating medical light, slowly disappearing.

Behind him, Xing Yan weighed the ax in his hand, but stepped forward to follow: "Jiang Xiaopi, you'd better not have any accidents."

"Cut." Jiang Xiao snorted, "Why don't you go, anyway, the substitute has no chance to play."

Xing Yan: "It's too early to say that now."

Under the gaze of the staff, the two walked back to the auditorium one after the other.

"Pass the second stage selection of the national team, reward skill points: 100."

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