Today is a double update, with another one at 8 PM.

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Many citizens around the stadium noticed the unusual scene in the sky.

It was originally a sunny day with blue skies and white clouds, but suddenly, the sky turned a hazy gray.

"The weather really changes fast."

"Let's hurry." People on the streets around the stadium hurried along, but the spectacle made some stop in their tracks.

The hazy sky did indeed bring rain, but the drizzle seemed to fall only on the stadium, unrelated to the world outside.

From afar, people could even see the distinct boundary of the rain curtain.

If that wasn't enough of a spectacle, then the fact that only the area above the stadium was covered in dark clouds, with the drizzle turning into a torrential downpour, certainly was.

People were astonished to find that the wind, rain, and lightning were confined to the stadium, and they outside were untouched.

"Oh, I remember now, the World Cup national team trials, they seem to be held in this People's Stadium?"

"Could it be a Star Technique that manipulates the weather?"

"My God, what level of Star Warrior is this? Can someone really control the wind and rain?"

People stopped to watch, and before long, the distinct boundary of the heavy rain was trending on Weibo, soaring up the hot search list like a rocket.

And in the stadium,

Xing Yan roared, his voice shrill and filled with extreme anger: "Jiang! Xiao! Pi!"

Jiang Xiao watched Xing Yan charging madly, like a trapped beast, thrashing around without any strategy.

The beast's strength and patience would eventually be exhausted by such reckless behavior.

Jiang Xiao was also silently waiting for that moment. Star Warriors certainly had excellent stamina, but Jiang Xiao's Tears of Injury were not to be trifled with. The rain poured on Xing Yan, frantically burning away his life force.

Everyone has different ways of dealing with low emotions, and low emotions can also trigger sad memories in people's minds, and people deal with these memories differently.

Xing Yan, as a true man, a real hero, reacted with crying, but not only crying, but also anger and pursuit.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the dark sky, followed by a rumble of thunder.

In people's eyes, Xing Yan was both sad and angry. Just before he reached Jiang Xiao, who was leaning against the edge of the iron cage, Jiang Xiao teleported away again.

The rain obscured Xing Yan's vision. He wiped his face, his hand mixed with tears and rainwater. He held an axe in one hand, and the 16th Star Slot on his body suddenly lit up, so abrupt under the dark sky.

Axe Blade Storm, it seemed to be his final fatal blow.

But the Voice of Silence completely shattered all his inner fantasies.

"Cough, cough... cough, cough... Wuwu..." Xing Yan's body was knocked askew by the Voice of Silence.

He gritted his teeth, took a big step, his body slightly staggered, and in the midst of the wind and rain, another Silence struck him, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

Xing Yan still had combat power and Star Power.

But his body never got up again.

Compared to the physical body, it was his heart that was destroyed first.

The Tears of Injury burned not only his life force, but also plunged his emotions into an endless abyss.

He could no longer compete, he was clutching the wet turf tightly in one hand.

Ring~ Ring~ Ring~

On the other side of the green field, Jiang Xiao was leaning against the iron cage, his face extremely pale, one hand pressed against his chest, constantly releasing Platinum Steady Bell on himself.

Thump!

Xing Yan punched the ground heavily, even smashing a small pit in the turf.

"I'm sorry..." The two-meter-tall steel giant cried like a child.

He could no longer hold on, his emotions collapsed completely at this moment, no more shouts, only sobs.

He lay on the ground, buried his face deeply in the grass, no more resistance, no more struggle.

Letting the rain continue to burn his life, but for Xing Yan at this moment, none of it mattered anymore.

Victory, ranking, methods, or even being a substitute, even his life, none of it mattered anymore.

"I'm sorry, ha... I'm sorry..." Xing Yan's sobs were small, his body constantly trembling, not knowing who he was apologizing to.

His large, fan-like hands gripped his head tightly, and because of the excessive force, his knuckles were slightly white, and people were even afraid that he would inadvertently crush his own skull.

And the heavy rain that obscured people's vision finally subsided.

Drizzle, fine rain... until there were no more raindrops.

"Number 57! Wins!" The referee's voice came from outside the field. The distinct boundary of the rain curtain did not harm any staff or contestants.

So the referee's voice was clear, seemingly without any emotion. But the contestants and team leaders were quietly watching this heartbreaking scene on the green field.

Apart from the referee's words, the stadium was silent.

Under the gloomy sky were two men in different poses, one lying on the ground sobbing softly, the other sitting against the edge of the iron cage, his face gloomy.

This large-scale, indiscriminate attack was unavoidable, even for Jiang Xiao himself.

From this perspective, Jiang Xiao and Xie Yan were in the same situation.

The difference was that to hurt the opponent, Xie Yan had to hurt himself first.

And Jiang Xiao, as the center of the rain of tears, would implicate himself if he wanted to hurt others.

"Sigh..." Jiang Xiao leaned against the iron cage and sighed deeply.

Next time, should he bring an umbrella?

But in this wind and rain, inevitably, the heavy rain would be swept by the wind and come from all directions, so would a raincoat be effective? Isn't the raincoat the same as the clothes he's wearing now?

The external manifestation, that is, the rainwater, would be blocked by the raincoat, but the Star Power and semi-life effect inside would penetrate into the target's body.

Ring~ Ring~ Ring~

This time, Jiang Xiao's clock bell was no longer pressed against his chest, but crossed half the field and hung on Xing Yan's body, then folded back and forth between the two on the field.

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

The organizers showed their humanized management, giving them a full minute before anyone asked the two to leave the field, and the students for the next game were not urging them either. They didn't even want to step onto the green field, let alone the wet turf.

Suddenly, Xing Yan got up, ignoring the giant axe scattered to the side, his body slightly staggered, and tore open the iron cage with both hands, walking out.

"Number 81! Please return to the stands!" the referee reminded.

Xing Yan ignored all of this and staggered out, his mind still seemed to be a little confused, or he didn't know where he wanted to go at all. He just needed some alone time, not wanting to see anyone.

Ring~ Ring~ Ring~

Jiang Xiao stepped forward, and the crisp and melodious chime of the bell shuttled back and forth between the two.

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

Jiang Xiao hurt him, both physically and mentally, completely, even causing the other party's spirit to collapse completely. This was an indisputable fact.

But this was a game, with wins and losses, and this was how the world worked.

Xing Yan, who was looking around blankly like a headless fly, gradually calmed down in the sound of the bell.

Of course... maybe it was just superficially calm.

The staff member who stepped forward to try to lead Xing Yan back to his seat was pushed away by Xing Yan's strong arm. He finally found his direction, which was the opposite direction of the staff member.

Xing Yan strode away. There were many small passages in the large stadium, and he walked towards one of them.

"Contestant number 81! Leaving the field is prohibited! Please strictly observe the discipline! Otherwise, it will be treated as a withdrawal from the competition! Remember! You still have the losers' bracket!" The referee's voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the microphone.

Xing Yan's movements paused slightly, but after three seconds, he took another step.

But such rules had no binding effect on a person who no longer cared about winning or losing, or even life and death.

"Xing Yan." Jiang Xiao shouted loudly.

Perhaps in everyone's mind, the last person who should speak was this one.

Xing Yan stopped and slowly turned his head, his eyes as big as copper bells, very big, but also very dull and empty.

Jiang Xiao bent down, picked up the giant axe that had fallen on the ground, walked out of the iron cage that Xing Yan had torn open, and gestured to Xing Yan: "Axe."

Unexpectedly, Xing Yan spoke.

"Yue," Xing Yan said.

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

Xing Yan slowly took a step and walked towards Jiang Xiao.

Fang Xingyun and Zhao Wenlong stood up directly from the stands, and the staff's hearts were also raised. The participating students quietly watched the development of the situation.

A giant beast was walking towards the little one step by step...

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

Xing Yan pulled out the axe, looked down at Jiang Xiao silently: "I'm a senior this year."

"Oh." Jiang Xiao nodded, "Then... farewell for now."

With that, Jiang Xiao turned and left.

Ring~ Ring~ Ring~

The 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, Xing Yan weighed the axe in his hand, but stepped forward and followed: "Jiang Xiaopi, you better not have any accidents."

"Tch." Jiang Xiao snorted, "Why don't you leave, anyway, there's not much chance for a substitute to play."

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

Under the gaze of the staff, the two walked back to the stands one after the other.

"Passed the second stage of the national team selection, reward skill points: 100."