Nine Star Burden

“Coming, Jiang Xiaopi.” Next to me came a voice of a middle-aged man.

“Eh?” Jiang Xiao fell in love and retracted his gaze from the scene, looking at the people beside him.

“Ha, Leader, good morning.” Jiang Xiao stood up and laughed.

“Sit down." Wu Ji pressed his hand against Jiang Xiao's shoulder and pressed him against the chair.

"Jiang Xiao:“ The leadership news is very intelligent. I haven't seen it here for a while. ”

Wu Ji waved: “What leaders do not lead, just call me Wu. ”

Obviously, both Jiang Xiao and Wu Ji have feelings of sympathy for each other.

Jiang Xiao belongs to the category of "people to me, I to your husband”.

Wu Ji was both the head of the national team's personal competition and a soldier of the original desert army. Two years ago, the national team, the Night Watch called Jiang Xiao to carry out his mission. Wu Ji did not speak and let go directly.

This is nothing. After all, it was explained above. The key thing is that Wu Ji sent Bie Jiang Xiao's attitude to impress Jiang Xiao.

Is it rare for a leader who thinks he's a little bit powerful with a big mouth and a high voice? Normally, it's impossible to say "comrades, come back alive”.

Of course, the words should also be told to the right people, Jiang Xiao obviously and Wu Ji are in the same category.

“You've been watching her. How's it going? Isn't that familiar?” Wu Ji smiled and looked down at the game.

At this point, it is precisely the moment when the individual players of the national team are finalized, and it is the final promotion of the 18-point 9.

The selection of the players for this individual competition, there is no such thing as the last one, it is pure 1V1, you cow, you go, you go, you go, you talk by fist, nothing else is useful.

Of course, the selection of national teams is somewhat more humane than the brutal elimination system of the World Cup.

You lose a game, okay, give you a chance, go to the loser group and keep fighting.

You lose two games, okay, you're unlucky, you go to the waiting group and do it again.

You lost three games... um, bye.

Jiang Xiao nodded softly. "Her eyes are familiar, too familiar. Her only downside is that she looks better than me. ”

Wu Ji: “...”

Jiang Xiao looked at the girl with a rounded head. She saw her hand holding a giant blade, and the mad dog generally suppressed a battle. The other party had no power to fight back, and her elbows were stretched. Such an overwhelming battle was not at all like after the layers of selection, the final person's stage of the competition was to be determined.

Reasonably, the strength of each team member should be similar to that of the final stage.

Wu Ji, as the main person in charge, of course knew all about the students under him. He knew Jiang Xiao very thoroughly, knew Jiang Xiao's “skin” attributes, and was also trying to accept his way of talking.

Wu Jitong said, "Do you see anything different? ”

Jiang Xiao thought about it and was not sure: “Honestly? ”

Wu Ji smiled and said: "Of course you have to be honest. ”

“Hmm...” Jiang Xiao's face came down seriously, hesitating half a dozen times, "she used my giant blade technique as the basis to fight, but by now, she had completely broken away from the Xia family knife method number of roads and became a party. ”

“To say that her teacher is certain, that's definitely not me, but a ghost monk. ”

Jiang Xiao licked his lips, as if he saw a rare opponent, there was a leap to try, and continued: “Pedestrians will think she is imitating me, because we Huaxia uses fewer star warriors with giant blades, and I am more famous, so when I see someone with giant blades, I think he is learning from me.

In fact, she has nothing like my knife at the moment. I don't know what kind of knife she used to be, but in this game, she's just the same weapon I used. ”

It has been said that Wu Jiaruo nodded thoughtfully. Though they were all fighters, highly qualified and had an eye for men, Wu Jiaruo was not an expert in the unique field of dual-handed heavy cold weapons, especially giant blade technology.

Wu Ji asked: “Can you be specific? Give me a conclusion that outsiders can understand. ”

Jiang Xiaoshrugged his shoulder, "My knife, compared to her, is quite conservative. Her knife, it's pure murder, you see her every tendentious little move, and her real stage is definitely not on the field. ”

Wu Ji softly said: “I have spoken to light dust many times in private. She has been killed in the past few years, but with the accompaniment of a group of ghost-faced monks, her style cannot be changed. ”

“Change?” Jiang Xiao stunned for a moment, turning to Wu Ji, "Why change? Don't strangle a soldier for the game. ”

“Of course.” Wu Ji said with a smile, "I didn't think about it so much, I just wanted to reduce the casualties of the cadets. As you said, every opponent who fought her was completely incapacitated, and fortunately, our selection team was excellent. ”

Jiang Xiao turned around and saw the nervous medical team outside the shield.

Wu Ji sighed and said: “She comes from the Chinese martial arts family, has been practicing martial arts since childhood, talented and terrible. Her parents were both Min Warriors, all fighting, and her family thought she had the potential to become a Min Warrior Star Warrior, but it was unexpected that she really woke up to the star map, but woke up to the star map of the medical department. ”

Jiang Xiao "um” sounded, keep listening. Since Wu Ji openly tells the story, Wu Ji should have something to do.

Wu Ji continued: “In high school, she strangled her talents, became a regular medical aid, became a team commander, stood behind the team, and protected her team. Not brilliant, but qualified enough. ”

Wu Ji handcuffed Jiang Xiao's shoulder and said: “Your presence, for her, is like the presence of the Savior. ”

Jiang Xiao shrugged his head.

"No, I'm telling the truth," said Wu Ji. "In 2017, a medical star warrior was born, standing at the top of the world, and at the same time, he emerged, freed a group of rule-bound medical star warriors, and freed a group of warriors who forcibly suppressed their gifts. ”

Jiang Xiao: “...”

Wu Ji: “Easy dust, just one of the best, do you know how many medical star warriors signed up for the National Team Individual? ”

Jiang Xiaoxin's secret sins...

Wu Ji said helplessly: “This is also impossible, as Huaxia's education system is, the rules of the college entrance exam are here, the way teachers are trained here, everyone knows what kind of career to cultivate. It's a rule, it's a tradition. ”

In the talking room, Jiang Xiao's body slightly leaned back, inside the mask, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but hold.

Because Jiang Xiao saw a better scene.

On the battlefield below, the opponent's chest was easily stabbed with a dust, which was not over. Her unconscious move was to discard the knife, put it in front of her, and wipe her right hand from the side of her leg. The cold dagger rubbed directly into the opponent's throat.

Phew...

A wind swept away, the easy dust was blown out, the medical team immediately appeared, and the wind appeared, of course, the medical team's behavior.

Easy to dust people like this will never be the star of a movie, their opponents are dead, and they have to make up for the knife? Still cutting your throat?

In that case, how do we proceed with the plot?

You give the villain a chance, you let the villain shout out, "I'll come back again”...

This light dust, the natural reaction of her body, is this a habit of killing out with the ghost-faced monk's door?

Wu Ji patted Jiang Xiao's back and said: “Let me see what the difference is between you two? ”

Jiang Xiao stunned for a moment and turned to Wu Ji: “Private request or leadership request? ”

Wu Jihaha smiled and laughed particularly sharply: “Leadership demands, today you Wu Gong set you up, win her, you are the captain of the national team. ”

”Jiang Xiaoyue was embarrassed. 'I have to run on both sides,' he said. 'If I were to be captain...

Wu Ji interrupted Jiang Xiao directly. “We'll win her first," he said. ”

On the green field, the medical team lifted the wounded down and healed them frantically.

Easily dusty face smeared blood on his face, picked up the giant blade that fell on the floor and stepped out of the green field. Participants in the live games were respectful to her, and even some were very dissatisfied with her.

It's just a game, and it's still a game within the national team. Although there may be a life and death battle, whenever it comes out easy, it's a life and death battle that must happen...

Easy as it is to know that she is not to be seen, but since she has chosen this path under pressure, she will not easily change her style.

Boo!

A sudden appearance behind a light dust.

Easy to dust your eyes wide, your subconscious reaction is to kick your side back.

However, she reacted extremely quickly and confidently, but kicked in the air.

Easily frowning, he turned around and saw a young man standing “heavily armed” 10 metres away.

The young man was dressed in fancy clothes, wearing a bamboo bear graffiti hoodie and sweatpants, a duck tongue cap under his hood and a mask.

Jiang Xiao waved his hand at the contestants in the gallery, and the dull voice came out of his mask: “Insert a team. ”

Jiang Xiao's handshake allowed him to see several acquaintances: Wu Haoyang, Northern Military Academy, and Didu Xingwu Win Seal.

He only knows these juniors, and most of the others are presumably senior students.

Looks like we can get into the National Competition in high school. Is the material production rate really low?

Excellent, let's meet again!

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but praise himself...

“You, you... you are...” Not far away, comes the easy dust of that surprise.

Jiang Xiao nodded at her with a smile. Unfortunately, that smile was hidden in his mask. He measured his opponent at close range and had to nod his head dark.

She was tall, had long hands and legs, was a physical gift that was visible to the naked eye. Inappropriate combat was a waste of the shell. And her delicate face is also worthy of her fairy name. It would be beautiful if she had long hair and a long coat.

After weighing his opponent, Jiang Xiao turned his head and showed him a giant blade facing in front of the third row of seats, which should be a lightly dusty backup weapon, he said: “Bull and sheep, throw me that giant blade. ”

The audience was facing each other, not knowing who Jiang Xiao was calling.

A few seconds passed, nobody moved. Some cadets were unhappy. Where the fuck is this asshole? Isn't that where you scold people? Say we're sheep and cows?

Jiang Xiao said to Wu Haoyang: "Okay, Beast, throw me the knife, cold field! ”

Wu Hao's face was black. He stood up and walked over quickly. He picked up the giant blade and threw it far away.

Jiang Xiao, on one side, pointed at the giant blade, reached out and grabbed it. God grabbed the giant blade knife handle, then Wu Haoyang took this resentful blow.

Participants on the field saw this action and the conversation went off.

“Goddamn it, is he... leather god!? ”

“Is that him? The more you look at it, the more you look at it. ”

“Oh, Li Ghost met Li Qiang today, haha! ”

“Finally, someone can cure the madman! ”

On the green field, Jiang Xiao dumped a knife and flower. He looked at the steel blade on the left and right. He climbed up and down, tried the weight, and it felt good.

Ten meters away, easy to dust slightly down his head, wiggling his bloodstained fingers, seemed a little nervous, whispering, “Skin, leather god... hello. ”

Jiang Xiao:????

Easy! Dust!

Why are you so shy with me here?

You just fucking killed someone!

Well... okay, if you can save it, it's not a kill, but you're in a state...

The scene in front of Jiang Xiao is beyond Jiang Xiao's imagination. He thought that the person who had been locked up for more than two years and killed from the ghost-faced monks should not be normal, at least some morbidity?

You're cold, you're arrogant, you're proud, you're autistic... you can't do anything about it, I'm ready to humiliate you, and you're here with me to be a shy little pussy?

What kind of god is this?

Is your heart so tough?

I killed it in a pile of white ghosts, and it still looks like a dead end!

You killed a bunch of ghost-faced monks, and you're still so healthy? Shouldn't you be grinning like a ghost monk?

Jiang Xiao carried a giant blade, pointing remotely at the easy dust, "Come on. ”

Easily dusty bite lips, under a neat round head, is the face of Qingxiu, but stained with dripping blood, the picture is a bit strange.

Her beautiful eyes looked at Jiang Xiao, probably because she was nervous, and the Mandarin just now also smelled like a country voice: “Did you miss it? I wanted to talk to you about something. ”

Some people, if you don't talk, are goddesses...

Jiang Xiao scratched her head, imitating her accent, and said the original words in the half-hung: “What are you doing? ”

Easy dust:????

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