Nine Star Burden

The phrase just said after is almost representative of the thoughts of all students:

“I thought it was a rookie, but I didn't think it was a god! ”

When Jiang Xiao returned to his audience and celebrated the victory with the family and friends, the students did not seem to have returned to God.

From the very beginning, emotions erupted, cheers jumped, applause thundered, slowly turned into echoes, students mechanical applause, constantly thinking back to what had just happened.

Not to mention that what Jiang Xiao did reached the level of horror, at least it was impressive.

This is indeed an auxiliary star martial artist in the medical department, and the entire population has witnessed his growth, which is undoubtedly true with regard to his professional status.

But this medical assistant actually showed a stronger fighting skill than the Sensitive Warfare.

It was thought that Jiang Xiao's words to Xinghe master Yuan Qinghua in the National League were only a joke: “The furnace fire is pure green, the entry room can no longer describe my knife craft, should be described by the peak creation and divine indoctrination. ”

Blow cowhide, talk big.

Whether it's Jiang Xiaoping's rhetorical behavior or those words on Weibo that are not borderline, it fits perfectly with the skinny and wavey character of little poison milk. People seem to have gotten used to everything he says as a joke.

Does little poison milk have the strength?

Undeniably, of course!

Otherwise he would not have won the national championship, let alone the most valuable player in the finals.

But the real strength of little poison milk in the eyes of the world is far less than what he brags about on a weekday basis.

Just today, the students saw his blade method of burning pure blue, entering the hall, and they saw what is called peak creation and what is exalted!

Beyond this robust knife technique, look at his stellar skills.

Silent voices, backflow lights, blessings, and even all that transient star trick!

This is a fucking auxiliary!?

Indeed, this star tech configuration does look “auxiliary”, controlling, continuing, slicing into and out... but such a star tech configuration, coupled with this level of knife technique, can be seen as a sensitive battle!

Just as Fang Nebula carefully observed Jiang Xiao's star technique combination before writing the letter of recommendation to Jiang Xiao, he said: “You are the evil gate crooked... sword deviation! ”

Ignore whether this is an evil gate distortion or a sword deviation. Jiang Xiao is really “Min Wu”, even the Min Wu category can be refined. Jiang Xiao is really “fighting”!

Jiang Xiao's only weakness: missing output.

With insufficient star skills and hard work, Jiang Xiao himself is the biggest “output”.

Thinking about it, people can't help but think about it. How many more facts is it that little poison milk says in a joking tone?

Whatever the students think at this time, the dawn sitting on the bench, holding their thin hair with one hand, their eyebrows tightened, and the two decree lines on their faces became more obvious.

He looked carefully at Jiang Xiao's profile, especially the letter of recommendation from Qin Wangchuan, and Teacher Lei Liang was caught in contemplation.

Qin Wangchuan's letter of recommendation is clearly more informative than Fang Xingyun's eight large letters and one large letter from Vice President Yang Chen.

Also caught in contemplation is the fourth depletion of personal strength officially identified by Tidu Xingwu.

He's not in the audience, he's in the player aisle.

Xiao Qi was also a man, standing alone in the aisle, holding a large truncated trident taller than him.

Xiao Qiben was tall, at least 185cm tall, and the trident was long and heavy. It was hard to imagine that it was a weapon for a horse to step down and should be more suitable for an immediate general.

If the good things are matched in detail with pictures, this trident is exactly the same as the weather trident.

“Trouble... Trouble...” Xiao took Fang Tianjin's trident and pulled his own round head with one hand. Although his face was confused, self-entertainment was a good hand.

“Teacher Lee, Teacher Lee?” On the podium, a teacher called Dawn.

“Ah?” Dawn returned to God. She accidentally gained more strength and pulled a handful of hair off her hands.

“It's time for the next game. ”

Dawn looked painfully at the hair in her hand and said, “Next, number four, Xiao Di. ”

The audience was agitated again.

“Where is Xiao Fengxian? ”

“Aren't you afraid you've overslept again? ”

There are a few people who seem to be depressed friends, and the subject of the discussion is more “profound”:

“Did he just come back from Black Rock Mountain yesterday? ”

“Yeah, I ran into him yesterday at Snack Street off campus and deliberately sent him back to his dorm room. We woke him up to compete, but he didn't want to come back. ”

“Talk a lot, call him! ”

“I've called him 10,000 times! ”

“You call him, he answers? I'll call my mother, I'm afraid only my mother can wake him up...”

“Eh! Coming! ”

“Wow, it hurts! Where's the floating ponytail? Why did you tie a pill head and come? This grandson must not have washed his hair again! ”

“It would be nice to climb up. Still care about the head? Did you bring food? He had to walk in for a while, and he must not have had breakfast. ”

“Here, I have two packs. Send them to him. ”

Thus, in the warm and blooming April days, a young man with a large vest, big pants and slippers grabbed a razor-sharp trident in his hand and stepped onto the green grass.

Feedback from the audience was also semi-puttered and demeaning, with applause and shouting.

Obviously, some students believe that such lazy players should not participate in the national team selection on behalf of Tidu Xingwu, not to mention the power geometry. In this state, going out is a disgrace to Tidu Xingwu.

Just another student came down from the audience, holding two bags in his right hand and a half cup of soy milk in his left hand, flew fast to Xiao Qi's side and handed over the food.

Xiao shrugged his mouth, his face disgusted, but his body was honest...

So, with the eyes of the whole school teachers and students, Xiao ran out and ate buns and drank soy milk.

On the podium, Dawn's head seemed to have a “well” on it. Ben had thin hair over his head and seemed to have lost two strands of hair...

Dawn drank loudly: "Xiao Ding! Within 30 seconds, choose your opponent! ”

Xiao exhausted half a cup of soy milk, wiped his mouth and looked around.

Twelve contestants, scattered all over the audience, Xiao exhausted a circle and looked around, he spat: “It's been four years and I haven't had time to fight. Raise your hand and I'll know what they're doing, and I'll know where they're going. ”

Xiao Qing picked up Fang Tian Painting Trident, pointing far south at the audience, and was also the only Forces nouvelles among the contestants - Jiang Xiao.

The depressed tone was not strong, but rather a negotiated tone: "Hey, kid, do you want to fight? ”

In time, the audience quieted down.

Now, it's hard for students to think that Xiaotong is bullying that nebula rookie.

Because... Jiang Xiao's battle had just ended, Fang Xiao, ranked third in personal strength, was almost rubbed on the ground by Jiang Xiao, all the way from head to head. If this wasn't a race, Fang Xiao's life would probably be here.

After that game, Tidu Xingwu had only two Great Demon Kings, and now, in the students' minds, a third Hidden Demon King has appeared hidden.

And it was in this situation that Xiao Di, ranked fourth, actually pointed directly at Jiang Xiao.

“Shh.” Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded in the east audience.

Xiao had to turn his head and see the Great Demon King Zhao Wenlong standing in the east audience, shouting: “He's mine, I'll do it next round! ”

Side by side, the face was bright and heavy, "Zhao Wenlong, keep the promise! ”

Zhao Wenlong hummed and spoke a bite of plastic Mandarin: “You are worried that he is a rookie and he is a master! ”

"You think a game can change his attitude to combat? ”

Zhao Wenlong: “I don't want to change anyone, I just want to see which one is worse, him and you. ”

Then he suddenly stood up and picked up Zhao Wenlong's collar. He picked him up directly. "I know what you're up to. He has demonstrated superior standards and must be the third recommended player in the school.

I'm telling you, I want such a teammate to join me in the World Cup! He's the one who really scores, he's the one who really gets the rank! Honored, not by the benevolence of a woman like you! ”

Zhao Wenlong pointed his toes at the ground and looked down at Ming. He said slowly: “It's just a battle, you think too much. ”

"How many?" Have you had little effect on the people around you in the last few years? ”

Zhao Wenlong: “I've never deliberately affected anyone, I'm just being myself. ”

Because the eastern audience of the two great demons was empty, the dispute between them was clearly seen by all.

The noisy stadium quieted down and didn't know what was happening.

And on the green field below,

Xiao Qing also has his own personality, he doesn't even care what happened between the two demon kings, he is just impatient.

What's yours for me? Trouble.

Xiao Qi handled Fang Tian Painting Trident, pointing remotely at Zhao Wenlong, "Then come down! Let's fight! The winner will fight with the poison milk! ”

Teachers and students alike, hearing Xiao Xiao's speech, were disgraced.

Both are Group A students and top players on campus. A whole school, second, a whole school, fourth, two ready to win and lose.

It's not that I don't understand.

Is the world changing fast?

“Cough.” Dawn coughed slightly on the podium, "Group A can only pick opposing learners from Group B, which is the selection rule. ”

“Rules are good things, and following them is no hassle.” Xiao Qi muttered, pointing again at Jiang Xiao, "Little poison milk, play with me? ”

For a while, the students were looking forward to it. The battle just gave them fresh memories, and now they want to see a high-quality rivalry!

Never mind how sloppy Xiao is, he will never be tempted to attack. So the students actually aroused and called Jiang Xiao to the next stage.

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but look at Xiao.

Who wants to play with you?

I play with my little Jiang Xue...

Jiang Xiao stood up and his hands were like amplifiers. He shouted, "Don't pick me, please don't pick me. Later, when it was my turn, I chose Fang Xiao. ”

The pot blew up when Neston at the stadium:

“Wow!!! ”

“This is killing us all! ”

“Papa Petey, that's bullying. 8? ”

“Damn, this kid is poisonous! Still beating Fang Xiao!? ”

“Hahahahaha, I laughed so hard, Fang Xiao just woke up healed. Hearing this, he fainted again..."

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

“Yeah, that's the little poison milk I know. That was so serious, I'm a little used to it! ”