Chapter 547

Today's 3, 12, 17, 20~

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June 2, 7:30 am, in the hotel.

"Sucking..." Jiang Xiao took a sip of hot soybean milk, picked up a small cage bag and ate it. There were several dishes on the tea table, which were bought by teacher Fang.

The master and the apprentice have breakfast together in Jiang Xiao's room, but Jiang Xiao doesn't pay much attention. He brushes his cell phone and eats at the same time.

"The first round of individual world cup is over, the death toll is as high as 4, 3 in group and 1 in individual..."

Even under such comments, the name of "Zhao Wenlong" is on the screen.

In fact, the name of Zhao Wenlong can be seen everywhere in the comments below all kinds of news and videos on the Internet.

Such comments made Jiang Xiao angry.

Zhao Wenlong, as the first eliminated student of Huaxia team, launched a crusade against him on the domestic network since yesterday afternoon.

If you win, you will become a God; if you lose, you will become a dog.

Even Jiang Xiao was annoyed at the one-sided comment. If Zhao Wenlong saw it, he didn't know what he thought.

To be able to enter the national team, all aspects of the quality of the students are absolutely qualified, everyone is eager to win, but the skills are inferior, what can be done?

Mainstream media are still analyzing the reasons for Zhao Wenlong's failure and the power of George star, but for netizens, losing is the original sin.

You are wearing the national war robe, enjoying a great reputation in the imperial capital Xingwu and even in the whole country, and 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 process of the game. We only need the result. As one of the eight famous Chinese players, you have handed over such a reply.

It's not too much to say it's a sin to die for.

The more Jiang Xiao looks at it, the worse he feels. It's George star who kills people, but it's his own people who kill people.

It's a common thing for soldiers to win and lose, and to live and die. But once the hat of winning glory for the country is put down, everything will change.

"Don't look." Fang Xingyun grabbed Jiang Xiao's mobile phone. "You have a game next. Don't let anything affect you."

Jiang Xiao picked up a small cage bag: "who is the one who died in the competition? How did you deal with it? "

Fang Xingyun put down the bowl and chopsticks, turned his head, looked at Jiang Xiao with a serious face, and said: "all this has nothing to do with you. After a while, the draw ceremony will be held, and only your opponent is related to you."

Jiang Xiao grinned and didn't speak any more.

......

Far away in China, the canteen of Xingwu University, the imperial capital, was already overcrowded.

As Xingwu players, Xingwu world cup is a grand event. Some students will watch the draw ceremony in class and dormitories, and care about the situation of the national participants. And more students like to watch it together.

Therefore, after breakfast, the students did not leave the canteen, but chose to chat and wait. In the topic of these students' chat, Zhao Wenlong was also mentioned inevitably.

Zhao Wenlong is a person with a decent style. Although he is powerful, he is modest and polite. In the circle of Xingwu, the capital of the emperor, Zhao Wenlong has almost zero bad reviews. Therefore, the students are still friendly to Zhao Wenlong, but they are sorry one after another, which will lead to such a result.

"It's coming, it's coming." A student yelled, for a moment, the students looked up and looked at the TV hanging on the ceiling.

Xia Yan and her roommate Zhao Qi sit together with a motionless dinner plate in front of them. Xia Yan is obviously a little nervous and has no appetite. She anxiously waits for the result to come out, hoping that her little PI won't meet some crazy people.

What people didn't expect was that the first signing, the Chinese players came!

The Red Star flag is high on the top left of the photo.

She was dressed in the national team uniform, with a beautiful ear length short hair, beautiful big eyes with a faint smile, one hand spread out in front of her body, cold palm, is a frost filled.

Wu Xiaojing, the God of frost law from East China Naval Medical University.

As soon as the haze was swept away in the dining hall, cheers and applause also rang out. This female Dharma God from the south of the Yangtze River, with a very strong posture, iced the contestants from Australia in the first round and won a victory without suspense!

Now think about it, it's really exciting.

The picture on the right of Wu Xiaojing keeps switching... Ding! With the determination of the fighting figures, the canteen is a cheering voice.

This is a girl with light black skin. She looks plain, but her smile is very bright and infectious. She looks like a lively and cheerful character.

On the top right of the girl is a green, white and red flag with a five pointed star in the middle.

The small country of South Africa, the Republic of South Africa.

"Steady!"

"Absolutely no problem!"

"Congratulations to Wu Xiaojing

Not to mention the students, even the teachers who are watching in the canteen are nodding in their hearts.

A few minutes later, there was another cheer.

On the big screen, the star red flag on the top left is flying high, and a man with a horsetail and a clank of iron suddenly appears. A long gun stands on his side, holding his head high and his face firm.

Huaxia, the great Tibetan star -- fan Ren!

"Don't make trouble, brother. Let's have a weaker one."

"Why are you so suggestive? Who is the king of fan gun afraid of? Give me a bull point, let them see what is the overlord gun

"With Mirs spreading their wings, I'll ask if your scalp is numb or not!"

All of them hold their breath. The figure on the right quickly switches... Ding!

"Saito believes it!"

"Go to NIMA... What's your opponent? Ten thousand small countries have to fight each other in the first few rounds? "

"It's hanging. This is the God of neon sword. Damn it..."

"It can also be called Huaxia sword God."

"Yes, his father is a Chinese, brain drain..."

"Let's call it Huaxia Dao Shen. Who dares to call it Huaxia Dao Shen with my skin Shen?"

On the right is a young man with short hair in a blue and white national team uniform.

In his hand, he held a Tang Dao in front of him. His eyes were as sharp as hawk falcon.

And on his wrist holding the handle of the knife, there were cherry blossoms.

One of the hosts, the national team captain from neon, is recognized as the God of the sword.

Saito Xinzhi, also known as Gu Xinzhi, is a Chinese neon hybrid. He grew up in Jiangcheng City, the capital of North Hubei Province in China, and then studied in the middle school affiliated to Jiangcheng University.

After becoming famous in neon, according to Gu Xinzhi's junior high school classmates, Gu Xinzhi's dream is to be admitted to Jiangcheng University. Everyone here likes the cherry blossom Avenue, which is as pink as rosy clouds and as red as the sun.

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 also worried about the ordinary life in the future.

In the third year of junior high school, due to family reasons, I went to neon with my parents.

At the graduation ceremony of Liye middle school in neon Edo City, a small probability event happened to him, and he became a rare awakener.

The star map is the same as the flower and knife in his photo. It's a Tang Heng Dao wrapped with cherry blossoms.

Then, the road to becoming a God opened.

If a half breed can stand in the position of national captain, we can imagine how difficult it is and how strong its combat effectiveness is.

Gu Xinzhi's reputation is not made by himself, but by real weapons. After his high school fame, he was recruited to Edo University. He has never been defeated in his four years of University. His Star Warrior's struggle track is exactly the same as that of the emperor's Star Warrior.

He has his own place in the world's student groups, and his name is even more resounding in neighboring countries.

Internationally, according to the prediction of the multi-national expert group, this is a recognized player who "guarantees eight to four". Especially with the benefit of the host, people have reason to believe that he can go further.

There was a howl in the dining hall of Xingwu, the imperial capital

"Stop yelling! It's coming! It's coming With a loud roar, the hum in the canteen was suppressed.

In the picture of position two on TV, a handsome young man with broken hair, wearing a Chinese national team uniform, with a wanton smile at the corner of his mouth and a water mist dagger in his hand.

The timing of the capture is very interesting. The rotating dagger is sticking on the back of his hand, and I don't know whether it's up or down.

Mordu Xingwu · ember!

All of them look at position one in a hurry

"Which country's flag is this? It's black and red. How can I bring a bird? "

"Independent state of Papua! An island country above Australia. "

"So... Steady?"

"If it's not stable, ember will drop out of morduxingwu!"

"I'll go, Wu Xiaojing and Yu Jin..."

"Join hands to advance?"

"Hand in hand bullying people?"

"Go away, the strong ones scream and the weak ones bully. You are enough."

......

ten minutes later.

"Don't make any noise! Don't make any noise! Here comes my God

For a moment, there was a complete silence in the dining hall of Xingwu, the imperial capital.

Others are all cheers and applause, and when Jiang Xiao appears, the needle can be heard in the canteen.

It can be seen that these students in the imperial capital Xingwu are really nervous, Jiang Xiao

In the figure picture, Jiang Xiao still rubs his head with one hand, with a shy smile on his face. He is very cute, and the people who see him think... HMM.

A few seconds later, the canteen came to the sound of breath!

"Lying trough!"“ "Lying trough!"“ Juliet Moore Rowan“ What is this? Is saifang a dog? Let's play captain of the country“ Dark curtain!!! This is to get rid of my skin God! "“ Is she the only one who died in singles“ I'm going to NIMA. Can you give me a breath? "“ Your skin God can breathe. I'm suffocating! Chest tightness, heart congestion, ah... "A star twinkled in the upper right corner of the second position, a blue background, red rice flag quietly appeared. The sun never sets in the United Kingdom. In the figure on the right, a white girl appears. She has long golden hair, high set up, a face of pride. Her chin is slightly raised, and she looks down at the lens with a posture of arrogance. Her blue eyes reveal a trace of disdain. In her natural right hand, there is a dark red flower. Juliet Mo Rowan, national captain of the United Kingdom, is the God of flora. In the last round of more than 300 singles matches, there were countless killers. Jiang Xiao also stabbed the God of war in the heart. But there's only one that didn't come back. The creator of death is the leader of the kingdom of the sun never sets. In her body, Xia Yan saw the shadow of Hou Mingming, the same posture, the same psychology, the same danger. Xia Yan holds her mobile phone and wants to talk to Jiang Xiao for the first time, but she endures it again and again. Her mobile phone is almost crushed by her. She still doesn't play the video. She knows that Jiang Xiao must be very busy at this time. She needs time and attention to prepare for the war. Any game may be the last one in the players' life. However, when your opponent is Juliet Moore Rowan, the possibility will be infinitely raised. Far away in the neon, Fang Xingyun's body trembled gently. What are you afraid of! This is beyond the scope of hard role and ruthless role. The sun never sets captain is the female Dharma God who has made it to the top eight... Fang Xingyun quickly takes out her mobile phone, sends a message, and asks the staff of the national team for all the information about Juliet Mo Rowan. They still have one day to prepare for the war. Fang Xingyun finished sending the message, turned around and quickly comforted Jiang Xiao: "don't worry, I want the information. We'll study it carefully later, and she also has the video of the last round of competition. We'll get through the difficulty... Eh?" Fang Xingyun comforts him, but finds that Jiang Xiao doesn't have any worry on his face, as if he doesn't see his extremely dangerous opponent at all. What happened? Completely ignored? Jiang Xiao mumbles in his mouth. What he says makes Fang Xingyun dumbfounded. Fang Xingyun frowned and listened carefully... But he heard Jiang Xiao read: "why not George star, why not George star, I can't wait... Suffocate me, I want to hate George star!" Fang Xingyun