Five Hundred and Sixty-Nine, No Next Time

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Jiang Xiao transformed into Dantanle and was bombarded by balloons one after another, and bounced around randomly. The shock made Jiang Xiao's clothes torn to pieces and his head buzzing...

"Damn it." Jiang Xiao, who was stunned by the explosion, suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision. The fog was floating below the venue, and people could not see anything. When Jiang Xiao broke away from the balloon array, he held the top of the iron cage net with one hand. , when the body is hanging above, people can see the figure.

"Why?" A cry came from the mist.

Finally, Jiang Xiao heard an English word. Even if it was just a simple pronunciation, it was completely different from George Xing's vague words before. This word was so clear.

George Xing's question was very simple, and he cried a little sadly, as if he was asking: Why haven't you been bombed to death yet?

George Xing grabbed his hair randomly, and the balloons that burst along the way seemed to live up to his expectations. His bulging eyeballs were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and tears were streaming down his face, mixed with tears and rain, and they were constantly flowing on his face. flowing.

"Why?" George

Can't even be killed by such an attack?

Why? You won’t die this way! ?

Why are you still living in this world?

You want to try a real explosion, right! ?

You want to taste death, right? ?

Jiang Xiao shook his head vigorously, and through his tears, Jiang Xiao could feel the corners of George Xing's mouth gradually widening, his smile getting bigger and bigger, and his crying turned into a trembling laugh: "Why!! !”

Why?

I’ll tell you why today!

Jiang Xiao dodged again and plunged into the fog. I must string you together like a candied haws today... huh?

No puppets, no defense.

This knife pierced the heart of George Xing firmly, and George Xing seemed to be begging for death, letting the giant blade penetrate his body, and rushed towards Jiang Xiao facing the knife...

Jiang Xiao immediately felt that something was not good, and subconsciously left in a flash... Wait?

what happened?

Jiang Xiao's body flashed, like a TV with poor signal reception. His figure flashed once, but he didn't move away! ?

The Ruin of Shadows has failed! ?

Does the fog in this area have a space confinement effect?

Space confinement? Does such a thing really exist? But since there is teleportation, such a thing is certainly possible.

I suffered the loss of high-level star skills! If there was no gap in time and space, Jiang Xiao's subconscious reaction would definitely be a blessing, not a flash.

There are many words to describe, but in fact, it all happened in a short moment. It happened at the moment Jiang Xiao penetrated George Xing...

George Xing, who was stabbed through the heart, had an extremely distorted face and burst into tears. He still had a crazy smile on his face and softly uttered one word: "BOOM!"

Rumble...

As George Star self-destructed, the balloons that filled the green field also exploded.

In the mist, a rolling mushroom cloud actually rose!

The churning air waves, mixed with torn iron cages, splashing grass and soil, flew everywhere.

The defensive shield in front of the auditorium shook and roared, and the ground was shaking.

The audience backed away in horror and screamed loudly...

The voice of the competition team rang out on the green field: "The defensive shield is secure! Please calm down, everyone! Calm down! The defensive shield is secure!"

The staff next to each auditorium quickly calmed the audience, and for a while, all kinds of star skills lit up in the auditorium...

Wan Ming climbed out from under the live broadcast station, hurriedly put on the headset and looked down.

On the side, Ye Xunyang, who was stunned, finally realized that this silly girl was not as stable as a mountain, but was really frightened...

At this time, Ye Xunyang didn't care much anymore.

Stand up and try to look down.

The fog that lost the support of star power quickly dissipated, but the thick smoke was real.

Under such an explosion, even the medical personnel on site were prohibited from entering. The competition team reinforced the defensive cover time and time again, just waiting for the dust to dissipate.

The stadium with tens of thousands of people gradually became quiet.

Ye Xunyang sat down on his seat, his face turned ashen, and he muttered stupidly: "Is this another... mutual death match?"

The words of despair were transmitted through the screen to thousands of households.

Why do you say "again"?

Because in this year's Star Warrior competition, there has been such a situation of mutual destruction in the team competition. In the 4V4 competition, there was an agile battler who died together with the opponent's support.

Although Min Zhan's team won the game in the end, both teams subsequently withdrew...

The dark clouds above the head dispersed, the fog on the field dispersed, and the dust spread.

In the silent stadium, a voice suddenly came:

"Bell~"

"Fuck! Fuck!" Wan Ming actually cursed three times during Yangma's live broadcast, "Fuck!!!"

"Jiang Xiaopi! Is that you, Jiang Xiaopi!" Ye Xunyang's eyes instantly glowed with light, as if he was the finishing touch, and his whole person came to life.

"Bell~"

The clear and sweet sound of the bell seems to announce a fact, once again telling people that the assistant is still there...

"It's Jiang Xiaopi! It must be Jiang Xiaopi!" Wan Ming kept saying, sometimes looking at the screen, sometimes looking down at the green field. He already hated the floating dust.

Below is where the bench used to be.

Hearing this voice, Fang Xingyun became excited and hurriedly opened the defensive shield in front of his eyes, trying to find Jiang Xiao's location.

Bell~Ling~Ling~

Bell~Ling~Ling~

The ringing started again, but it was so urgent. But to Fang Xingyun, this sound was nothing less than the sound of nature.

But when the dust cleared, from her perspective, Jiang Xiao was still nowhere to be found, because... Jiang Xiao was buried in a deep pit.

In the huge east half, a huge pit appeared, and George Xing was nowhere to be found.

Following the direction of the bell, people saw a man in tattered clothes and a gray face.

His body was curled up, with his arms in front of his face and his legs folded in front of him, curled up into an "egg" shape, lying on his side in the pit, his body covered with dust...

The camera zoomed in, and Jiang Xiao's tattered national team uniform was in tatters.

The sleeves from the forearms and the trouser legs from the knees have all disappeared, and the upper arms and sides of the legs are also in tatters...

"Uh..." Jiang Xiao shook his head in confusion.

This was diamond-level endurance, the greatest blast damage he had ever encountered. Jiang Xiao's skin was broken and he felt like his internal organs were about to be shattered.

"Uh ah..." Jiang Xiao groaned in pain, slowly stretched his limbs, twisted his body with difficulty, lay on his back, and gave himself a blessing.

But the beam of blessing has gone astray...

Compared to the bell that could be pressed directly on his chest, Jiang Xiao, who was extremely dizzy, seemed to have lost his sight of the blessing.

Even Jiang Xiao was not sure whether what he threw just now was a blessing.

This scene is really weird. Although the clothes on the chest and thighs protected by Jiang Xiao's arms and legs are in tatters, they are still there.

There was no cheering or excitement. Looking at the disgraced and bloody Jiang Xiao, for a moment, everyone didn't know how to respond.

Haven't you declared victory yet?

Do you really want me to get up?

Jiang Xiao tried his best to open his eyes, but his head was spinning again, which forced him to close his eyes.

The only thing Jiang Xiao was sure of was that George Star was gone. Jiang Xiao didn't believe that the other party could survive such an explosion.

I really don’t want my life. I’m just a lunatic. I don’t care if I die. I have to drag me to die with me...

Jiang Xiao struggled to support the ground and tried to get up, but fell to his knees.

Give up, give up...give up.

Diamond has great patience!

It doesn’t matter whether it hurts or faints, but you want to pass out completely? no!

In Jiang Xiao's Shadow Ruins, due to the influence of this close to life and death, the bait that blocked synaesthesia was inevitably greatly affected and has been cut into pieces by several sparring masters.

Since the referee didn't know where the call went, Fang Xingyun could only shout to the judges' bench: "Victory! Declared victory! He needs medical treatment! What are you waiting for?"

However, it seems that Jiang Xiao really needs to express his attitude at the judges' table.

Jiang Xiao needs to show that he has not lost his ability to fight, so that this game can really have a result. Otherwise, this will be a game without a winner.

Fang Xingyun's words seemed to awaken all the Chinese audience, and one voice after another followed. People seemed to have finally found an outlet, and the sound of mountains and tsunamis rang out.

Jiang Xiao, who was suffering from extreme tinnitus, faintly heard a faint shout.

"Black whistle! Black whistle!"

"Black whistle! Announce the end of the game!!"

"Stand up! Jiang Xiaopi! Stand up!"

Jiang Xiao lay on the ground and raised his hand feebly, as if to welcome the holy light.

Don't rush me, brother, why don't you try to blow me up? Can this thing stand up if it wants to? The pain is bearable, but who can bear this dizziness?

Then, well...the Holy Light really came!

Jiang Xiao: "Ah~"

A few seconds later, Jiang Xiao put his hands on the ground and climbed up with difficulty.

The swaying appearance made people worry that a gust of wind could blow him over.

He opened his hazy eyes, lowered his head, and looked vaguely at his bombed torn clothes. Well, it was okay. He just pretended to be wearing a tattered sleeveless shirt and tattered big pants, and his key parts were not exposed. Just...

As for the blood-covered forearms and legs, Jiang Xiao simply ignored them. After all, the wounds had already healed with Zhong Ling's help, but they just looked a bit miserable.

Jiang Xiao closed his eyes, tilted his head, and faced up to the sky. He endured the pain and dizziness. His breathing was short and rapid, but he managed to gain a firm footing.

next time,

Please be a little more crazy,

Otherwise I would still stand up.

Oh yes.

My friend, there is no next time for you.