Nine Star Burden

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With the end of the last game, the top 16 nations have been decided.

However, the promoted students were required to wait in place and not be allowed to leave.

The defeated students and their team leaders left the People's Stadium under the guidance of the team's staff.

The number of people in the auditorium was less than 50. At this moment, half of them went away, resulting in a more empty stadium.

Competition, ranking, it's really cruel.

The winner and the loser are decided on the same venue, and the winner and the loser will even pass by in the auditorium, welcoming different destinies and heading for different lives.

Such extreme contrast is really dazzling when the two opposite emotional states of loss, depression, joy, and celebration appear in the same picture.

Since the ancient times defeated the king, there is nothing to say.

But if you are a party, would you really be so generous and immediately relieved?

Jiang Xiao watched a team teacher comfort the depressed student, and slowly walked out with the shoulders of the students. The lonely figure of the two could not help but make Jiang Xiao sigh.

Jiang Xiao felt that Emperor Xingwu's team had less teachers. This time, all three of Emperor Xingwu were promoted, so no one left, but what if one failed and the two succeeded?

With the character of Mr. Fang Xingyun, should he comfort the failed student and return to the hotel with the lost one?

Jiang Xiao silently watched the group leave and disappeared into the player channel.

After the auditorium was emptied halfway, the voice of the staff came from below the auditorium: "Sixteen players!"

Talking, the staff also clapped their hands, attracting everyone's attention.

The staff member said loudly: "You have a two-hour break. During this period, you are not allowed to leave the seat. In any case, you can ask us, and we will try to meet reasonable requirements."

"We will provide lunch for everyone in a while. The dining place is here. Allocate your time. After the meal, you can rest or you can warm up with the help of the staff, but any form of confrontation is prohibited."

Jiang Xiao froze, what does this mean?

16 into 8? Start in two hours?

Because the team has always kept secret, no one knows how this time is arranged. The only thing that is certain is that the national team selection match is a 1v1 elimination match strictly in accordance with the World Cup competition standards.

However, in Jiang Xiao's idea, at least it will be 16 into 8 tomorrow.

Staff: "Anyone! You are not allowed to disclose any information about the game to the outside world in any form. With this in mind, I think you have already come here and will not want to be kicked out of the national team for violation of discipline."

"Everyone, if you feel unwell, or if you were not healed in the previous battle, please report to us immediately. We have the most professional team and will guarantee your next game status."

While the staff was still notifying, several staff members had pushed in the dining car.

For a while, the participants looked at each other.

Is it so difficult to go to the cafeteria? Must eat in the auditorium?

Can't go to the locker room to sleep? Have to rest here?

However, Jiang Xiao didn't feel much. I believe that all the students here are not a golden body. After all, they are all hard-working people in the bad space of different dimensions. This kind of "wind and food" is nothing.

It is just that everyone does not understand such a requirement.

Staff: "The drawing ceremony will start on time after 2 hours, and then start the promotion directly. The winner will be directly selected to the national team roster.

Don't be discouraged by the loser. Of the eight players in the loser group, two will qualify for the bench. Under certain conditions, the substitute can replace the top eight starters. "

Although that is the case, everyone is not interested.

According to the list of members of the national team singles in the past, the so-called substitutes are no different from mascots. They are not qualified to play at all. Only players who have accidents before the World Cup can automatically fill.

This is rarely the case, especially with the top treatment teams, and there is little chance of retirement.

But even so, if the loser group of eight is given a chance to advance to the big list, I believe these star warriors will work hard to win.

Even if aside from the national team list, Star Warriors treat any ordinary game, they will not allow themselves to perfunctory or give up.

At least the Star Warriors present here are all cultivated by the country. Under this kind of ideological education of "training for war and living for victory", some concepts have been deeply entrenched.

"Oh yeah ~ two gluten and two glutinous vegetables." Jiang Xiao turned over the box lunch and found that the dishes were similar. He took out a box and took a chicken leg.

He couldn't help but lick his lips, he was really hungry.

Just as Jiang Xiaozheng was about to start with chopsticks, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Jiang Xiao looked up and looked around, and found that the trainees were looking to this side, and the endless staff at the bottom also stopped, looking helplessly at Jiang Xiao's direction.

Fang Xingyun hurried over, grabbed Jiang Xiao's chopsticks, and apologized to the staff with their hands up.

Staff: "Good luck everyone."

"Don't eat too much, it will affect the state of the game." After the staff spoke, Zhao Wenlong then persuaded, "It is already one o'clock in the afternoon. After eating, maybe you will feel sleepy."

Jiang Xiao directly tore a bite of chicken drumsticks: "Sleeping just to sleep, why did you take a cup of tea?"

Zhao Wenlong looked solemn, and he said, "Hunger keeps me fighting."

Jiang Xiao was silent for a long while, and uttered a sentence: "Hunger makes me lose my mind."

Zhao Wenlong: ""

The players have all kinds of habits. Some students really refuse to dine like Zhao Wenlong, and of course, they eat as much special food as Jiang Xiao, such as the Southwest singled out Wang Xingyan!

The bald-headed man was eating hot, Jiang Xiaoyue became more appetite, and ate two boxes of lunch. As for that big bald eaten five servings.

To be honest, Jiang Xiao was always able to get in touch with the competition or something, but like this "collective class activities", it gave Jiang Xiao a very fresh feeling.

Many students had their eyes closed on their seats, and one hour before the start of the match, they asked the staff to go to the preparatory activities to ensure their fighting status.

There is no doubt that there will be at least eight games in a while. The players in the last few games may sit in the stands for a period of time. Maybe the students really need activities.

Because he didn't have a cell phone, Jiang Xiao specially told Teacher Fang to wake himself up 20 minutes before the lottery.

With the help of an artificial alarm, Jiang Xiao was comfortable to sleep and went to the bathroom to wash his face. After getting a lot of energy, he quickly returned to the field to exercise.

In the ruins of the shadow of evil, Nine Tail has never rested, he thought to himself, the next time he replenishes here, he should bring a clock and watch, so there is no need for troublesome teacher Fang to be an artificial alarm, Nine Tail Jiang Xiao can be awakened in my mind.

However, there is no master sparring master here. Jiuwei is a bit lonely. He has been sitting on the ground cross-legged for a long time, and he has absorbed the knives from the synaesthesia, which is absolutely unexpected. It opens up a new world for him door.

Unfortunately, Jiuwei doesn't have Qingmang. Although his skill level is enough to support him to complete any form of "sword", if Qingmang helps, it will undoubtedly be even more powerful.

Hey, when can you have a star map for this trumpet?

Time flies,

In an instant, the staff invited the six-year-old child up again.

Obviously, the child's freshness passed. It seemed to be tired of playing such a game, and he was not as happy as in the morning. He pouted his mouth, one ball at a time, and caught fast.

"Game 1, 77!"

Xie Yan stood up and raised her right fist with a black bandage.

Some trainees secretly prayed, but don't touch this god.

"Battle on the 12th!" Accompanied by the voice of the staff, Jiang Xiao even heard some angry voices.

No. 12 is a middle-aged male student who showed nothing, raised his hand to signal that he had no objection.

"Second game, No. 58!" As soon as the number was heard, the trainees in the game changed again.

When it comes to the top 16, everyone is a great god, but there is also a difference between a great **** and a great god.

Obviously, the number 58 in the same city is obviously the most unwilling student to meet.

"Battle No. 61!" The staff unscrewed the ping-pong ball they had received from the child, and showed a cross section.

"Our Day" A young man raised his hands involuntarily, but it was not affirmation of no objection, nor was he to surrender and surrender, but a kind of subconscious body movement when he was very helpless.

Some people snicker, some laugh, but others secretly pity.

Hou Mingming is the secretly unfortunate one. Reason prevents her from doing things that challenge Jiang Xiao off the court, but for Hou Mingming, the sooner she can fight with Jiang Xiaozhen, the sooner she can do it. Wish!

To be honest, in terms of her clear personality and past performance, she really can tolerate it, and she really can't wait.

"The third game, No. 81!" The staff member shouted. In the auditorium, the bald-headed man Han Yan suddenly stood up, turned his face, turned his muscle-knotted arm, and turned around, fiercely Looked at everyone in the audience.

Overwhelming coercion swept through, Yan Yan was magnificent, overbearing and fierce.

There are only a dozen people in total, and his beast-like eyes can easily see which is a coward and which is the opponent.

Obviously, he has already taken the lead and overwhelmed the crowd, at least some of the players avoided his eyes.

"Battle" staff took the table tennis, unscrewed it, loudly, "No. 57!"

For a time,

Everyone looked towards the left rear.

Jiang Xiao raised his right hand and said he had no objection.

When Xing Yan saw that his opponent was Jiang Xiao, he suddenly stopped.

I saw Xing Yan's fierce expression turned into a stun, he rubbed his big bald hand, muttered in his mouth, "Ge Laozi's"

How could this kid be! ?

This kid special is purely a wicked way!

Poisonous