Nine Hundred and Seven, Many Ghosts

At the same time, in the Bailin Olympic Stadium.

Zheng Xiyou was warming up, and her short black hair was a little messy. After fully warming up, her pretty face was also stained with a layer of blush.

In the opposite half, a tall girl with extremely hot body lines stood with her hands behind her hands, looking at Zheng Xiyou from a distance who kept raising her legs.

There was a smile in Martha's brown eyes. She remained motionless and seemed to have no intention of warming up. She just stood there, looking at Zheng Xiyou with a smile, looking at him up and down.

That gesture... seemed like he was sizing up his prey.

If this is the first time for the audience to meet Martha, they will really be infected by her hearty smile and think that she is a star warrior with a cheerful and sunny personality.

But what Martha has done in the past few rounds of competition has been passed to the world through the TV screen, so when people see Martha's smile, they always feel shuddering.

Is this cruel dancer on the tip of a knife coming to recruit people again?

Zheng Xiyou had long felt the woman's gaze on him on the sideline of the opposite half.

After warming up for more than ten minutes, Zheng Xiyou couldn't bear it anymore and turned around to look over.

Martha's beautiful eyes lit up slightly as she looked at Zheng Xiyou's pretty face. She couldn't help but lick her lips, waved to Zheng Xiyou and said hello.

Zheng Xiyou felt goosebumps all over her body. She particularly hated the feeling of being treated as prey. She glared at Martha fiercely, turned around, and continued to warm up.

"What the hell!" Zheng Xiyou muttered, "Isn't that broken country known as being romantic to the extreme?

All I know is drinking, singing and doing art, following others to defeat the battle every day, thinking about how to eat, thinking about how to surrender, thinking about how to hold back allies...

How could such a pervert be raised? "

In the distance, Martha straightened her thick long curly hair, casually took out the short blade at her waist, played with it in her palm, and let the short blade fly up and down between her slender fingers.

"Jiang Xiao! Let's go." A hand gently patted Jiang Xiao's shoulder and pulled Jiang Xiao out of the live broadcast.

"Ah?" Jiang Xiao took off his headphones and looked up, only to see Han Jiangxue pointing to the boarding gate, "Let's go."

Jiang Xiao's game was the first one, at eight o'clock, and it ended early. Zheng Xiyou warmed up at 8:30, and the game started at nine o'clock. By this time, everyone was already boarding the plane.

Jiang Xiao could only hold his mobile phone and watch as he walked, lowering his head and following the crowd, listening carefully to the pre-game communication session between the two.

If only I had known how to set up an international network.

After getting on the plane, Jiang Xiao couldn't wait to connect to WiFi and start the live broadcast again, but he saw a rather sad scene.

in headphones,

Host Waiguo was yelling, as if he was so depressed by Jiang Xiao's previous competition that he finally found a channel to vent his anger.

On that playing field, there was a tombstone standing next to Zheng Xiyou. Her eyes were red and she was crying. She was holding a dagger in her hand, but she was tired of dealing with the ghosts attacking around her body.

That figure could indeed be called a ghost. Martha's body was almost illusory, but there were several bright stars wrapped around her body, which informed everyone of her location.

A series of sharp and piercing screams came out of Martha's mouth, like the roar of a ghost, which made the ghostly figure even more frightening.

People who have studied Martha's star skills know that she can still be flexible and full of desire to fight in the heavy rain of tears because of her sharp screams.

Bah...

Zheng Xiyou's left calf was torn apart by a sharp short blade, and blood immediately splattered out.

Martha's ghostly body was moving at an outrageous speed, constantly surrounding Zheng Xiyou, but her attack was not crazy, but more like a cat playing with the prey it had caught. She only had teasing and playful thoughts, and did not want to win the battle immediately.

Bah...

Zheng Xiyou bit her lip, and a trace of blood gushed out. Her knees softened, and a sharp knife edge appeared in the crook of her calf. Her body's natural reaction was to kneel down.

Zheng Xiyou pressed her hand on the ground, and the golden mist spread, quickly healing her body.

But at the next moment, she was pulled by the hair by the ghost and dragged directly out of the range of the golden mist.

Bah...

On his back, a deep and long wound appeared, and blood spurted out.

Bah...

The clothes on his right arm were torn, and another wound appeared.

A star-studded ghost shadow grew faster and faster, and even split into three. Deep and long wounds emerged from Zheng Xiyou's body one after another. The scene was horrifying and cruel.

Except for the exclamations and shouts of the host Waiguo in the live TV room, there was a deathly silence in the huge Olympic Stadium.

Zheng Xiyou has her own fighting style. She has defeated one opponent after another with her good close combat skills, the heavy rain of tears that can make people collapse, and the tombstones that intimidate people's souls.

But today, the other party was willing to bear the hurt caused by the heavy rain of tears, but he used his roar to resist the depression caused by the heavy rain of tears, and resisted the mental deterrent brought by the tombstone.

What's more serious is that Zheng Xiyou's development methods are simply not enough in front of this ghost-like Min Zhan.

Zheng Xiyou couldn't bear it anymore. She was dragged by a ghost by her hair and dragged on the ground. She was silently thrown to her feet.

This silence also meant that she could no longer sustain the heavy rain of tears.

She relied on her strong will and personal self-healing star skills to defeat one opponent after another, but at this moment, she could no longer hold on to the tears.

She could only express her position silently and eliminate all the auxiliary star-like skills on the ghost, hoping to bring some changes to this game through a battle that returns to its essence.

But Zheng Xiyou still failed. The ghost that was smashed out had traces of blood flowing from the corner of its mouth, and its auxiliary star skills were forcefully interrupted. This caused a lot of damage to Martha, but it also added to the Her desire to kill was eliminated, and her brown eyes were filled with cruel light.

In the realm of silence, the close assistant was taught clearly by a keen warrior.

A short blade in Martha's hand was flying up and down, and pieces of blood were flying. Under the hazy sky, it seemed like a horror movie was being staged.

"Dudu! Dudu!" The referee's whistle sounded repeatedly, "Stop attacking! Stop attacking!"

The referee's whistle came from the earphones, and Jiang Xiao's eyes stared blankly at Martha, who was riding on Zheng Xiyou.

"Ha..." Martha obeyed the order and stopped the attack, without any intention of breaking the rules. She wiped her long fingers across her face, which was splattered with blood, and sighed deeply.

The next moment, Martha's body was overturned, and Zheng Xiyou stood up unsteadily. Her clothes were torn, her body was covered with bruises, and she was miserable.

The silent field had long since disappeared, but instead of healing herself, she looked at her coaching team on the sidelines.

The miniature microphone on her collar had been destroyed in the battle. Jiang Xiao could not hear the live broadcast, but from the close-up shot, he could understand the shape of her mouth: I haven't lost yet.

The medical team's star-like healing skills had already landed on Zheng Xiyou. A coach of the national team teleported directly into the stadium, wrapped Zheng Xiyou's body in a large national team uniform, and left with her in a flash.

The Olympic Stadium, filled with fiery red colors, was still dead silent. Compared with the stadium an hour ago, it was like two different worlds.

"After all, he is an assistant, and he takes the path of legal damage. If it were you or Yi Qingchen, the situation would be much better." Han Jiangxue sat next to Jiang Xiao and said softly.

Star warriors who have truly experienced life and death will not be shocked by Zheng Xiyou's miserable appearance, especially someone like Han Jiangxue, who has also experienced far more dangerous and miserable situations than this.

"Yes." Jiang Xiao nodded. He had already predicted the outcome and was not surprised by the result of the game. Otherwise, he would not have said those words to Gong Juren before leaving.

This is how the game is, just like Zhao Wenlong in the previous session, it can only be said that Zheng Xiyou met the wrong person.

Jiang Xiao believes that the coaching team's choice is wise, just as wise as the choice of the Guai coaching team just now.

To allow a proud and arrogant star warrior to fake a match, or to let her just show up and get out, would be an insult to Zheng Xiyou, and it would be irresponsible to the Chinese people. In this case, it is time to test the coaching team on how to grasp the balance.

After Zheng Xiyou's moment of silence, the situation on the field became clear and there was no need to fight anymore.

Jiang Xiao turned to look at Han Jiangxue and said, "I'm not a Virgin, and I don't build an arch. I think you can kill, but don't kill them cruelly. Do you agree with my point of view?"

Han Jiangxue nodded gently.

In the back row, Xia Yan stood, holding the back of Jiang Xiao's seat with one hand, looking down at the screen on her phone on the small table. Her expression was extremely ugly, and she cursed: "This female pervert."

Xia Yan did hit the mark.

Not crazy, not live.

Ordinary people with ordinary personalities cannot reach the top of the world.

How many gentle, enthusiastic and cheerful people are there in this World Cup finals?

The star warrior profession is different from ordinary sports competitions. Star warriors who truly stand at the top do not reach the top by relying on competition and training.

In the final analysis, all the strength of a star warrior comes from the mountains of corpses in the sea of ​​blood.

Yi Qingchen is gentle and gentle off the court, but on the court, he is also a killing machine with a ghostly face that sometimes shows a sinister smile.

Jiang Xiao's ability to influence his team and make Xia Yan continue to be crazy should be regarded as a great achievement.

Of course, this is also due to Xia Yan's original character.

Look at Han Jiangxue. From beginning to end, she was expressionless while watching the game. Can you say that Han Jiangxue's character is normal?

Only when Jiang Xiao was fighting on the field, would Han Jiangxue show concern and worry.

"Why didn't I participate in the individual competition!" Xia Yan muttered to herself angrily, "I should be allowed to fight her!"

"Isn't there still me? Calm down." Jiang Xiao comforted, "As long as she and I keep winning, we will always meet."

Xia Yan sat down on the chair and stamped her feet vigorously: "I'm so angry. This pervert is not here to win. She is obviously enjoying the process of torturing others. How could there be such a pervert? Apennine Peninsula How do you train star warriors? Don’t you pay attention to personal quality education? "

"It should be just an example. Like George Xing, he has some mental problems." Han Jiangxue said softly, turning to look at Jiang Xiao, "You can kill, but don't kill cruelly."

Jiang Xiao: "Huh?"

Han Jiangxue tilted her body slightly, rested her head on Jiang Xiao's shoulder, and said softly: "I understand you. Before you meet her, forget this sentence for now."

"Well..." Jiang Xiao responded gently, rubbing her dark hair with his face.

I just hope that this Martha will not be stabbed by the ghost of Jacob and the American No. 27 Proud Star Black.

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Today’s third update is 12.17.20.

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nine star poisonous milk