Nine Star Burden

Today, there is a double change, and there is a change at 8 pm.

Many citizens around the stadium noticed the strangeness in the sky.

It was originally a blue sky with white clouds, sunny and luxuriant, and suddenly the sky was gray.

"It's really fast to change the sky."

"Come on." People in the streets around the stadium were in a hurry, but the spectacle stopped some people.

The grey sky did rain, but the drizzle of rain seemed to only drench in the stadium, having nothing to do with the world outside the stadium.

From a distance, people can even see the clear-cut rain screen.

If this is not a spectacle, then in this hazy sky, only the dark clouds over the stadium have changed from light rain to heavy rain.

People were shocked to find that the squalls and thunders were really confined to the stadium, and the people outside them had nothing to do with it.

"Oh, I remember, the World Cup national team trials, as if held in this people's stadium?"

"Is it a star technique for manipulating the weather?"

"Oh my god, what kind of star warrior is this? Can anyone really control the storm?"

People stopped and watched. It didn't take long for this clear-cut pouring rain to go on Weibo, just like a rocket, rushing to the hot search list.

And in this stadium,

Xing Yan growled loudly, his voice stern and full of extreme anger: "Jiang! Little! Skin!"

Jiang Xiao looked at Xing Yan who was sprinting wildly, as if looking at a trapped beast, ramming around without any rules.

The beast's physical strength and patience will eventually be exhausted in such reckless behavior.

Jiang Xiao was also waiting silently for that moment. Of course, the Star Warriors were very physically fit, but Jiang Xiao's tears were not a joke. The heavy rain dripped on the body of Xing Yan, burning his vitality frantically.

Everyone has different ways of dealing with low emotions. Low emotions can also cause people to feel sad periods in their minds. People also deal with this memory in different ways.

Xing Yan, as a pure man and a real man, gave a response that included crying, but it was not limited to crying, but anger and hunting.

A flash of lightning pierced the black sky, and then thunders rang loudly.

In the sight of people, Xing Yan was sad and angry. Just before approaching Jiang Xiao, Jiang Xiao, who was leaning on the edge of the iron cage, fled away again.

The heavy rain covered Xingyan's eyes. He wiped his face, mixed with tears and rain in his hands, and held the axe in one hand. The 16th star trough on his body suddenly lit up, and looked so obtrusive under the dark sky.

Axe Blade Storm seemed to be his last fatal blow.

The sound of silence shattered all his inner fantasies.

"Kekekekekewuwu" Xingyan's body was smashed by the sound of silence.

He clenched his teeth, took a big stride, and his body was slightly stunned, and in the storm, there was another silence, smashing his head heavily and knocking him to the ground.

Xing Yan also has combat power and star power.

But his body never got up again.

Compared to **, it was his mind that was destroyed first.

It wasn't just his vitality that shed tears, but let his emotions fall and fall, into an endless abyss.

He couldn't play anymore, he was soaking wet sod in one hand.

Ling Ling Ling

On the other side of the Greenery Field, Jiang Xiao leaned on the iron cage on his back, his face was extremely ugly, and he pressed his hand against his chest, constantly releasing himself a platinum bell.

Boom!

Xing Yan slammed his fist on the ground, and even smashed a small pit into this greenery field.

"Sorry," the two-meter-tall steel man, crying like a child.

He couldn't hold it anymore, his emotions collapsed at this instant, no shouts were left, all that remained was sobbing.

He lay on the ground, burying his face deeply in the turf, no more resistance, no more uprising.

Let the heavy rain continue to burn his life, and for Xing Yan at this time, all this is no longer important.

Winning and losing, ranking, technique, or substitute, even his life, everything is no longer important.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Xing Yan's crying is very small, her body is constantly trembling, I don't know who to apologize to.

The pair of large fan-like hands clutched at his head, because the knuckles were slightly pale because of excessive force, and people even feared that he would crush his skull inadvertently.

The heavy rain that obstructed people's sight finally subsided.

Light rain and drizzle until no more rain drops.

"No. 57! Win!" The referee's voice came from outside the field. The boundaries of the rain curtain were clear and did not hurt any staff members and competitors.

So the referee's voice is clear and does not seem to be mixed with any emotion. However, the contestants and the leader teachers watched this disturbing scene on the green field quietly.

Except for the referee's words, the stadium was silent and silent.

Under the hazy sky, there were two men with different postures, one lying on the ground and sobbing softly, and one sitting on the edge of the iron cage with a dull complexion.

This kind of large-scale undifferentiated attack, even Jiang Xiao himself was not immune.

From this perspective, Jiang Xiao and Xie Yan's situation is the same.

The difference is that in order to hurt each other, Xie Yan must hurt himself first.

And Jiang Xiao, as the most central point of tears, would hurt himself if he wanted to hurt others.

"Hey" Jiang Xiao leaned on the iron cage and sighed deeply.

Next time, should I bring an umbrella?

However, in this squall, it is inevitable that the heavy rain will be swept by the squall and come from all directions, so will the raincoat be effective? Isn't the raincoat the same as what you're wearing now?

The external manifestation, that is, rainwater, will be stopped by the raincoat, but the star power and half-life effect will penetrate into the target's body.

Ling Ling Ling

This time, Jiang Xiao's bell didn't press on his chest any more, but passed the halftime, hung on Xing Yan's body, then turned back, and shuttled back and forth between the two on the field.

Slowly, Xing Yan's trembling body stopped and the sobbing sound disappeared quietly.

The team showed their humane management. For a full minute, no one asked them to leave, and the students in the next game did not urge, they did not even want to step into the green field, more Don't want to step on that wet turf.

Suddenly, Xing Yan climbed up, ignoring the huge axe scattered on the side, slightly stunned, and tore the iron cage directly with both hands, and walked outward.

"Number 81! Please sit back in the auditorium!" The referee reminded.

Xing Yan turned a deaf ear to all this and stumbled outward. His mind still seemed a little confused, or he didn't know he wanted to go there. He just needed some time alone and didn't want to see anyone.

Ling Ling Ling

Jiang Xiao stepped over, and the crisp and sweet bell ringed between the two.

Jiang Xiao didn't know how to comfort the man who was looking around outside the iron cage.

Jiang Xiao hurt him, both physically and internally, and completely hurt the other's spirit. This is an indisputable fact.

But this is a game. There are wins and losses. This is how the world works.

Looking around like a headless fly, Xing Yan gradually stabilized in the sound of the bell.

Of course it may just be smooth on the surface.

The staff member who attempted to lead Xing Yan back to his seat was opened by Xing Yan's strong arm. He finally found the direction, which was the opposite direction of the staff.

Xing Yan left in a big step. There were many small passages in the huge stadium. He walked towards one of them.

"Player 81! Forbidden to exit! Please observe discipline! Otherwise, you will be treated as retired! Remember! You still have the game of the loser!" The referee's voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the microphone.

Xing Yan's movement stopped for a moment, but after three seconds, he started to move forward again.

But such a rule has no binding effect on a person who no longer cares about victory or loss, or even life and death.

"Xing Yan," Jiang Xiao shouted.

Perhaps in everyone's mind, this person should be the last person to speak.

When Xing Yan stopped, he slowly turned his head, his eyes stared like bronze bells, very big, but also very godless and empty.

Jiang Xiao stooped down, picked up the huge axe dropped from the ground, and walked out of the iron cage torn by Xing Yan, motioned to Xing Yan: "Axe."

Unexpectedly, Xing Yan spoke.

"Well," Xing Yan said.

Jiang Xiao nodded his head, turned around, and inserted the axe into the ground.

Xing Yan slowly moved forward and walked towards Jiang Xiao.

Fang Xingyun and Zhao Wenlong stood up directly from the auditorium, and the hearts of the staff members also raised, and the participants watched the development of the situation quietly.

A giant beast, step by step towards that little point

"So, see you in two years?" Jiang Xiao looked at Xing Yan and said with a mouth. As he strode closer and closer, Jiang Xiao's head was slightly raised.

Xing Yan pulled out his axe and looked down at Jiang Xiao silently: "I am a senior this year."

"Ao." Jiang Xiao nodded. "Then there will be a period."

Said, Jiang Xiao turned and left.

Ling Ling Ling

Jumping medical light waves shuttled back and forth between the two.

The bell gradually dissipated, leaving only the faint floating medical light, slowly disappearing.

Behind him, Xingyan struck the axe in his hand, but stepped forward to follow up: "Jiang Xiaopi, you better not get into trouble."

"Cut." Jiang Xiao snorted. "If you leave, there won't be any chance for the bench."

Xing Yan: "It's too early to say this."

Under the watchful eye of the staff, the two walked back to the auditorium one after the other.

"Through the second stage selection of the national team, the reward skill point is 100."