Chapter 0 Sans Geng Today, 12, 17, 20

July 11, 2017.

The eyes of the world were focused on Neon, Edo City.

The competition venue for the previous team competition was finally taken by the Bubble Tea Country. Now, Neon had no reason to give up the individual competition to others.

This also seemed to be a compromise between Neon and Bubble Tea Country. After all, before the final between China’s Jiu Xing Du Nai and the European Shield, the warm-up match was between the Neon Sword God and the Lancy Flower.

Neon certainly hoped that their own athletes could compete in their own country.

At this moment, the stands were already ablaze with excitement. The National Stadium, with nearly 50,000 people, was packed to the brim. Spectators from all over the world filled the arena, with the most from China and Neon, followed by the two European countries.

At this final competition, even those who weren't citizens of these four countries were unwilling to miss such a wonderful match, which led to a sharp increase in the number of spectators from other countries.

At this time, Jiang Xiao was sitting in the players' locker room, watching the TV screen. The Lancy Flower Miss Sister was using fencing, her movements elegant and beautiful. Gu Xin, on the other hand, wielded a Tang saber, his character fierce and his eyes sharp.

In a field intertwined with butterflies and cherry blossoms, the Lancy Flower and the Neon Sword God presented a world-class match.

It was beautiful to the extreme, but not just for show.

It was cool to the extreme, but it concealed endless killing intent.

After a 17-minute battle, the cherry blossom petals continued to flutter, but the dancing butterflies gradually dissipated.

Gu Xin won!

The deep blue ocean of the arena erupted. The audience cheered loudly, and the spectators from other countries also offered whistles and screams. Even the Chinese people were generous with their applause.

From the perspective of Star Warrior duels, this was undoubtedly a brilliant match.

Gu Xin sheathed his Tang saber, with little joy on his face. He looked up at the sky and sighed deeply, as if he had lifted a heavy burden.

Under the healing of a medical Star Warrior, the Lancy Flower also stood up, shaking her head with a helpless smile. Despite the defeat, her demeanor remained composed, never losing her inherent elegance.

At 8:17, the third and fourth place matches ended, but the finals wouldn’t begin until 9:30. One could imagine how agonizing this time was for the audience.

And for the competing athletes, this time was even more torturous.

Watching Gu Xin leave the arena, Jiang Xiao lowered his head and gently wiped the jet-black recurve bow in his hand.

It was impossible to cause "bleeding damage" to Neil Muller with ordinary arrows, but Jiang Xiao's extremely high-quality and effective Cherishing Aura would be a very good choice for a war of attrition.

Jiang Xiao hoped to exhaust Neil before the close combat, as he might be suppressed by the enemy's brute force if he went in with his fists.

Let's kite him. Hopefully... it goes smoothly.

When Neil's stamina waned and his body became weak to a certain extent, everything would fall into place.

At this time, on the field, in the middle of the south stands, a special group of spectators was surrounded by a sea of crimson.

This group was the entire Chinese national team for the World Cup!

Hou Mingming, Zhao Wenlong, Yu Jin, Xie Yan... Not only the participants of the individual competition, but also the team members of the team competition arrived on the scene, Wu Yao, Song Chunxi, Han Jiangxue, He Xu... even including the four Hunan soldiers who had already won the team championship.

The appearance of these four soldiers did ignite this section of the stands.

And in this special group, the only "amateur" who had sneaked in was a creature named Xia Shiqi.

But it was this Xia Shiqi who became the leader of the entire national team. Her face was painted with the red star flag, and she held two small red flags in her hands, leading and directing the entire national team, including all the Chinese people in the surrounding sections, shouting slogans loudly.

However, the championship match would not start for another hour... Gu Xin had just left, and this place had completely turned into China's home field. Every Chinese person similar to Xia Yan had made an indelible contribution.

"Don't be nervous, don't worry, he's stronger than we think." Song Chunxi reached out and put her arm around Han Jiangxue's shoulder, her face gentle. Under the huge roar, she had to shout loudly, "Relax a little, Xiao Xue."

Han Jiangxue nodded, but her shoulders were embraced again. One shield and one agility, the two stood on Han Jiangxue's left and right, arms crossed around her shoulders...

Wu Yao lowered his head, his lips close to Han Jiangxue's ear, and said loudly, "Jump up! Bounce up! Shout! Don't be stiff here, get excited! Get excited! Ula!!!"

Han Jiangxue glanced at Wu Yao, amused and annoyed, and nodded lightly.

Seeing that Han Jiangxue hadn't changed at all, Wu Yao squeezed directly behind Han Jiangxue, put his hands through Han Jiangxue's armpits, and directly threw her up, his dark blue eyes full of excitement: "Ula~"

Han Jiangxue flew high, wearing the national team uniform, and immediately attracted a burst of cheers from the surroundings.

Han Jiangxue's face was flushed red, almost casting a platinum ice roar under her feet...

Beside her, Xin Ai'an saw this scene and subconsciously moved away from Wu Xiaojing beside her, switching places with Yu Jin.

Wu Xiaojing grabbed the hand of the person next to her. She thought she had grabbed Xin Ai'an, and then said loudly, "I'm so excited... ah?"

Before Wu Xiaojing could react, Yu Jin grabbed Wu Xiaojing's hand in return, and said loudly, "Me too."

Wu Xiaojing hurriedly shook her hand: "Ah! Let go, let go..."

Xin Ai'an tilted her head and looked at the two with a curious look.

...

9 o'clock! The two players entered the arena!

The moment he walked out of the player tunnel, Jiang Xiao saw that mighty and majestic man.

The 1.9-meter-tall strongman, Neil Muller, had a pair of piercing tiger eyes under his short hair. His stern face was quite handsome, but his expression was very stiff. He was also looking at Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao's gaze, however, fell on his national team uniform, a black and white uniform with three black, red, and yellow stripes on the chest, piecing together an abstract totem of an eagle spreading its wings.

Eagle spreading its wings? I hope you can still fly today.

Jiang Xiao looked at Neil Muller and couldn't help but grin.

Neil Muller, however, was not as calm as the Chinese great shields that Jiang Xiao had encountered. His personality was a bit flamboyant and very domineering. He stretched out one hand in front of his neck and made a "throat-slitting" gesture towards Jiang Xiao. His stiff face changed instantly, and a highly aggressive sneer appeared on his face.

Sure enough, preconceived notions are undesirable.

When Jiang Xiao saw that this "European Shield" came from the Republic of Will, the inherent impression of the people of Will came out: rigid, meticulous, lacking a sense of humor, introverted...

However, after Jiang Xiao deeply studied this opponent, he realized that this was a passionately burning great shield warrior!

Flamboyant, rampant, he was a very rare opponent.

Attacks targeting his personality had already formed in Jiang Xiao's mind. Just like he targeted Yuan Qinghua in the national competition, like he targeted Gu Xin in the previous match.

Jiang Xiao liked players with distinct characteristics. The more passionate and rampant the enemy was, the more it suited Jiang Xiao's wishes.

Let's fly the kite!

Don't worry about the enemy not getting angry!

Let's see if I, the Poisonous Milk King, can drive you crazy in these 20 minutes!

Under rage, the danger level of a Star Warrior would certainly skyrocket, but this also meant that the opponent's weaknesses would be infinitely magnified.

Today, I don't need to be silent. It's time to show people my ultimate Star Technique: Diamond · Mouth Cannon!

Ma Ke said, "CCTV! CCTV! This is the National Stadium in Edo City, Neon, this is the site of the Star Warrior World Cup individual competition, the finals! I am the host Ma Ke!"

Ye Xunyao: "I am the host Ye Xunyao."

It seemed that Ma Ke had not been replaced, but it was unknown what price he had paid.

Not to mention the criticisms he received at work, Ma Ke had been sprayed into self-isolation by the Poisonous Milk Fans on social media such as Weibo and Tieba these past two days. Including some of Jiang Xiao's casual fans, as well as those national team fans, some people also expressed strong dissatisfaction with Ma Ke's indiscreet words.

Undoubtedly, Ma Ke's words were putting pressure on Jiang Xiao.

China was no longer the era of the past. With the visible strengthening of national power and the continuous growth of people's self-confidence, this era was no longer one where failing to achieve results meant deserving death.

Especially for these Star Warriors who were fighting for their lives, the nature of their competition was essentially different from ordinary sports competitions, and people were relatively tolerant of the outcome of the Star Warrior World Cup.

Of course, the general improvement of the people's quality was inevitable, but quality was ultimately high and low. If you lost, there would still be a group of trolls who would want you to commit suicide to atone for your sins...

Ma Ke: "In the first match that just ended, Neon athlete Saito Nobuyuki won the third place. In the next match, it's time for our legendary support, Jiang Xiaopi, to play! By the way, Xunyao, did you see the Weibo that Jiang Xiaopi posted yesterday?"

Ye Xunyao immediately nodded and said with a smile Jiang Xiao's Weibo content: "Five thousand years, it's finally my turn to play."

Ma Ke sighed endlessly and said, "This lyric is really appropriate. Yesterday, Jiang Xiaopi's Weibo comments have exploded. Thousands of Chinese people are cheering for Jiang Xiaopi. I saw a large group of official accounts forwarding this, it's simply a national carnival."

Ye Xunyao also sighed: "I really didn't expect that he really walked to where he is now step by step. I am a little glad."

Ma Ke: "How so?"

Ye Xunyao covered her mouth and smiled: "I'm afraid he'll send another message: If I say now that I want to win the world championship, would you believe it?"

Ma Ke: "Haha, I really hope you always lose the bet between you two."

Ye Xunyao said generously: "If it's a bet against Jiang Xiaopi, I hope I can keep losing! Eh? Look quickly, there's been a small episode in the warm-up session for the contestants?"

The camera hurriedly turned around, but it was seen that Neil Muller had now exceeded his warm-up range and had come to Jiang Xiao's half of the field. He was even standing close to Jiang Xiao, body to body, saying something with his head lowered.

It hasn't even reached the tense and exciting trash talk session yet, and the atmosphere is already so fiery?

In the field, Jiang Xiao also didn't expect that his mouth cannon was still gathering momentum, but the other side had already come to his door.

All eyes were focused on this. The mighty Neil Muller was standing face to face with Jiang Xiao. The two were almost face to face. Even a fool could see Neil's aggressiveness, but Jiang Xiao did not retreat at all.

This posture was very similar to the posture between Jiang Xiao and Juliet Moore Lauren before, except that Neil was taller, and Jiang Xiao's shoulders couldn't block his mouth shape. He could only cover it with his hands.

Neil was seen covering his mouth with one hand, pushing his chest forward forcefully, and said in a low voice: "You are like a crying baby, you are trying to beat me?"

Jiang Xiao put his hands on his waist, his forehead pressed tightly against Neil's nose, and responded: "So... you are here to compete for second place, right?"

"Beep beep beep!" The referee's whistle sounded, and the coaching staff on the Chinese side came forward and quickly pulled the two apart.

Neil Muller was pushed back step by step by his own coach and referee, and said, "I will make you cry like a baby."

Jiang Xiao was also pushed back by Fang Xingyun, but he said to Neil, "Hello, runner-up."

Fang Xingyun pushed Jiang Xiao backward with one hand, but couldn't help but support his forehead with the other...