Nine Star Burden

Participants in the National Team Selection Competition are managed in a unified manner.

I don't know what time to get up and wash, but what time to eat is explicitly required.

At 7: 20 a.m., after Jiang Xiao washed up, he followed Zhao Wenlong out of his room and went to the western restaurant on the first floor of the hotel for dinner.

Jiang Xiao's daily breakfast is eaten in this restaurant. Compared to the noise before, there are now only a few figures in the large restaurant.

After all, there are only 16 contestants and leading teachers left in the hotel. If not surprisingly, after today, only 10 contestants will remain.

Jiang Xiao grabbed the plate and in the front of the cafeteria, clamped a date cake, a potato cake, a small drawer bag, two boiled eggs, one cold, one hot and two small dishes, and then boiled a bowl of beauty soy milk.

Fang Nebula and the aftermath were not there, and I didn't know if they had finished eating or were still awake.

Jiang Xiao saw a familiar figure and walked over with a plate: "Can you eat? ”

The rock raised its head and the egg yolk broke on its mouth. The food filled his mouth gave him no choice but to “hum”.

Jiang Xiao looked at the pile of egg shells at his desk and couldn't help it!

The hammer!

Chicken Terminator!

This man eats so many chickens that haven't hatched yet!

“Are you too cruel?” Jiang Xiao looked at the pile of egg shells and continued, "Don't you know you want to dip egg sauce? ”

Criminal Rock: “...”

Side by side, Zhao Wenlong also sat at this table with a plate. The life of a retired cadre made Jiang Xiao's scalp numb for another time.

In Zhao Wenlong's plate, two pieces of pastry, one fried egg, one plate of green vegetables... and the cup of tea he made...

Respect your Star Warrior occupation! So much exercise every day, that's all you eat?

Look at the Rock! That's a real man! Look at the halogenated rice bowl, look at the empty bag cage drawer!

Are you Zhao Wenlong?

Next to Jiang Xiao, suddenly sat down a Qian shadow.

Isn't that the Tree Goddess?

Jiang Xiao looked at her curiously. Boys like Jiang Xiao and criminal rock were more resistant to sitting next to each other. So the three people on the table sat very scattered. Xin Ai 'an's body was small and did not occupy any space. Jiang Xiao did not say anything.

The point is, if Jiang Xiao moves away with a plate, it may not be a good idea.

“If the Eight meet, just do it and I'll admit I lost.” Xin Aian had chopsticks in her tender, white hand and stirred up the beef powder that looked very red and spicy at her table.

“Oh.” Jiang Xiao thought about it and promised, “Okay. ”

When I think of Ian Xin, Jiang Xiao's mind is green, and it doesn't go well with the red beef powder she's eating.

Xin Ai 'an turned his head to Zhao Wenlong, with the colour of exploration.

Zhao Wenlong nodded very cooperatively: “I know. ”

Believe in Ioan's polite smile, then bow your head and eat the powder.

Knock, knock.

Side by side, the neglected rock crushed another boiled egg...

Subsequently, the group of four did not communicate much. Jiang Xiao had had breakfast and went back to his house to rest for a while. He went downstairs at 7: 50 and went to the people's stadium on a bus with the team.

Today's protagonists are not the top eight. Although the top eight also have a rivalry, the losing team's battle is today's highlight.

Of the eight players in the losers' group, the first two will be put on the national team's ten-man list as alternates, and everything will be revealed today.

The first eight players have obviously been confirmed, but the ranking match still needs to continue. At breakfast, Shin Ian's words clearly don't want to be desperate. After all, she has obtained the first position, and she doesn't care about the ranking in the team.

If not surprisingly, some people should think the same way as Ian does, and they don't care about these so-called rankings.

But none of the eight, without exception, care about winning or losing.

After all, they are star fighters and eight people killed nationwide, and their desire for victory cannot be low.

Perhaps before the game, they thought about following the rules of the competition, pretending to look like them, and going through the selection process, but I'm afraid after the fight, they would start to get angry.

The students sat down in turn, led by their respective leading teachers, and then the six-year-old was held up with his little mouth...

It is worth mentioning that after entering the top eight, the top eight players were renumbered, from 1 to 8 in order of promotion.

The last eight were not renumbered, and they would compete for numbers 9 and 10.

Instead, Jiang Xiao and others became “hot field” participants. After staff introduction, everyone also understood today's competition process:

The winner group first decides the top four, and the loser group decides the top four.

The winners are the first two and the losers the first two.

By the time we get to this point, the list of the top 10 players of the national team will be basically confirmed, but the winners and losers will have their own competition for Guanya. The winners will be named the captain of this national team, and the losers will be named 9.

What really makes sense is the name "captain of the national team”, two to ten are the same.

Taking the captain, your identity will be different, not to say how much the resources can tilt, at least all kinds of interviews and exposures to the team, it is difficult to bypass the national team captain.

This is highly publicized for your school and even your hometown, and will increase your personal and school impact.

Imagine, in the great gods of the Emperor and the Devil, suddenly a Tibetan star martial arts cadet became the captain of the national team of this individual race, and the reaction of the people can be seen.

Xin Ian's thoughts, it is not expected that Southwest Xingwu University will be happy, so Xin Ian also said, will pretend to look and admit to losing.

Jiang Xiao is different. He can wave freely. After the heavens fall, Ming and Zhao Wenlong are on top of each other. If he can't get the captain, he can't count on Jiang Xiao.

“Number one!” The staff took the table tennis ball in the hands of the child, twisted it in rotation and announced loudly.

Xie Xiao raised her right hand, clenched into fists, and the black strap was tight.

Jiang Xiao's elbow rested on his knees, his hands held tight, his chin branched on his fist, a look of prayer, his mouth scratched and said: “Zhao Wenlong! Zhao Wenlong! Zhao Wenlong! ”

Zhao Wenlong:????

In fact, many of you want to see this game, black and white, the two boxers must be quite excited to fight!

The staff picked up the table tennis ball in the child's hand, twisting it in rotation and lifting it high: “Size 3! ”

Jiang Xiao:????

“Ha ha!” Zhao Wenlong couldn't help but smile. Jiang Xiao is the third promotion, his current number is number three.

Jiang Xiao was disgraced.

Did I give myself a wave of milk?

But Ming was unhappy. From the top 32 to now, he hasn't even met Jiang Xiao?

“Damn.” Then he shook his hand and looked unhappy.

When Jiang Xiao saw such a scene, he was in a good mood. He stood up and raised his right hand, indicating that he had no objection.

The staff indicated that the child continued to draw table tennis, Jiang Xiao lowered his head, looking at the extremely dissatisfied Ming, he pressed his hand against Ming's shoulder and muttered softly:

“Think about it but don't get it. What do you want in life? ”

Later Ming raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiao's ugly mouth. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and calm down the emotions in his heart.

By the way, why is this kid talking with a tune?

Is that a lyric?

“You're in the top four!” He said in a chilly voice.

Jiang Xiaoqiang sat down and grinned: “That's a horrible thing to say, Xie Xiaoqiang! I can't beat him. ”

Ming's body shivered a little, her fists clenched, and she squeezed a word out of her teeth: “Cry! ”

“You're so unreasonable.” Jiang Xiaoyuuya woke up Jiro's leg, “I am a man of steel, with strong will and strong heart, will I cry casually? ”

“Jiang! Peel!” Ming turned his head to Jiang Xiao and squeezed a sentence out of his teeth.

“Number two!” The voice of the staff came from below.

He could only stand up and raise his right hand, but he kept looking down at Jiang Xiao. His face was frosty.

“Eh, the eighth is good, satisfied ~”

Jiang Xiao said, comfortably leaning back, even clapped his hand against the giant blade on the right side, like putting the baby to sleep: “You must be tired too, life, don't fight ahead, occasionally stop, look around the scenery, admire the wildflowers at your feet..."

Appreciating wildflowers is the worst...

“Pfft...” Zhao Wenlong couldn't stand such a serious rumor, he really couldn't bear to laugh.

“Six! ”

Zhao Wenlong:????

Six, but it's Zhao Wenlong's number.

Emperor Starbucks Civil War!

Ming and Zhao Wenlong met again!

He clearly pointed the spearhead at Zhao Wenlong immediately.

Come on, this is also a very powerful opponent. It is also acceptable to hit Zhao Wenlong without playing Jiang Xiao.

“Number four! ”

The ashes stood up.

“Battle 8! ”

Wu Xiao Jinggao raised his right hand.

Tsk, another group of love hatred ~

The remaining two automatically became opponents, No. 7 Fan Ren vs. No. 5 Shin Ian.

Staff: "Let the first group play against the players! ”

Jiang Xiao stood up with a giant blade and quickly left the wrong place. It turns out that the obvious place after that is Jiang Xiao's place.

Over there, the silent Xie Xie also came to the scene.

“Both players ready!” The referee shouted.

Xie Xiao's body instantly revealed a huge fist star, over the fist held tight, and the black flaming bear burned.

Jiang Xiao stunned for a moment, is that an attitude?

This silent beast has to fight as hard as it can when it's a normal game? Does he want the captain position?

“Jiang Xiaopi! Seriously! Four!” He stood up from the audience and roared.

“Nah...” Jiang Xiao grinned, not wanting to be a captain, not wanting to be a little crybaby...

“Let's go!” the referee yelled.

By a single order, Xie Xiao's body twisted sharply, clearly hiding from the blessings. And he seemed to realize that he would be silenced, so he didn't have black flames on his body.

But Xie Xiao was slightly surprised that Jiang Xiao did not attack.

Xie Xiao's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, very rarely spoke, the voice was a little shady: “If you don't fight, admit you lost. ”

“It's impossible to admit defeat, not in this life.” Jiang Xiao said.

Since the other party is so serious, is this a rare opportunity to practice? This is a boxing master, huh?

Jiang Xiao thought about it, his hand-to-hand struggle has not been upgraded for a long time. He has been stuck on Silver 9. If he fought with Gao's life and death, would it go any further?

It doesn't matter if you win or lose anyway, if you can get past the gold level in this battle, isn't that a big profit?

After all, the usual practice is different from the death fight, according to the state of Xie Yan, should be able to provoke his own fist and foot to advance, right?

“Jiang Xiao hooked up with Xie Xiao. ”

Xie Xiao slightly raised her eyebrows. She lit a black fire on her body and rushed over quickly.

“Oh, no, I only eat sweet, not bitter.” Jiang Xiao mumbled in his mouth and looked at Xie Yan, who was getting closer and closer. Jiang Xiao silently threw it out.

Put out the black flame directly on Xie Xiao.

Xie Xiao looked at Jiang Xiao, who was still motionless, neither crying nor blessing, which... Xie Xiao seemed to realize what, this kid had to compare with him to try skill? Disable star tricks?

All unexpectedly, the Qi and blood that should have been silently smashed, the pain intolerable Xie Xie, his mouth slightly raised, revealed a smile?

Xie Xiao clenched his fist and stepped out of the silent realm, but did not use any more star tricks, but his body constantly swayed around, his figure was uncertain, and he quickly approached Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao's next reaction was to surprise everyone, only Jiang Xiao stuck a giant blade on the ground, put out a standard fighting style, rushed up!

Fighting against the master? This kid... is he out?

One big blade, one silence!

Win fourth, lose eighth?