May 26th afternoon.

The capital of Neon Country, Edo City, Haneda International Airport.

Under the illumination of a flash, more than fifty people were wearing unified Chinese national team uniforms, bowing their heads and walking in a hurry. Under the guidance of the staff, they walked out of the airport and rushed into the bus that came to pick them up.

A faintly, Jiang Xiao, who was walking down quickly, heard the shouts of "Huaxia"

Two buses are more than enough to carry about 50 people. Due to different competition events, individual competition members and team competition members are managed separately from training to rushing abroad.

"Are you all in this person?" On the bus of the individual race members, the leader of the team leader stood in front of the bus, enduring the flashes outside the window, and shouted loudly.

Fang Xingyun hurriedly raised his hand: "Xiaopi hasn't arrived, who has seen Jiang Xiaopi?"

At the same time, on the bus of the team members, Jiang Xiao sat in the back window, pressed his hand on the seat leaning against the aisle, and said to Wu Yao who was following behind him: "Someone is there."

Wu Yao was unruly and even more unruly. She sat down without caring about Jiang Xiao's hand still on the seat.

Jiang Xiao hurriedly stopped and said, "Hey, do you owe breast milk?"

Wu Yao looked at Jiang Xiao impatiently and said, "You got on the wrong car, right? Let's go away, you are in Song Chunxi's seat."

Song Chunxi behind Wu Yao was also a little confused, and looked at Jiang Xiao stupidly and said, "How did you get in?"

Jiang Xiao pinched his collar and stretched it outward: "What does it mean to get in? I am also a national team member, okay?"

"Jiang! Xiao! Pi!" At the same time, the team leader at the front of the car shouted loudly, "Is Jiang Xiaopi here?"

Jiang Xiao subconsciously shrank his neck and hid it quietly.

Wu Yao grabbed Jiang Xiao's back neck, and as if carrying a bamboo rat, he picked up Jiang Xiao directly: "What about this!"

The female teacher in the team looked at Jiang Xiao with resentment and said angrily: "You go back to your car! The hotel we settled in is different!"

"Okay, okay." Jiang Xiao said helplessly, squeezed out of the aisle, looked at the bus behind him through the rear window, and his body flashed.

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The male teacher leading the team on the bus behind was startled and a person suddenly appeared beside him.

When he saw that it was Jiang Xiao, the teacher led the team also shouted angrily: "Jiang! Xiao! Naughty! If you are naughty, get out of the bench! Some people are staring at your position!"

Jiang Xiao was frightened and hurriedly walked backwards. The car was much looser than the car in front, so everyone took a seat.

Walking in the aisle, a strong and powerful arm suddenly emerged, blocking Jiang Xiao's way out.

Jiang Xiao looked down and found that it was the big bald Xing Yan.

Xing Yan looked up at Jiang Xiao and said, "Stay up, don't be timid."

Jiang Xiao grinned, and simply stopped walking behind, squeezed past Xing Yan's body, and sat in the window inside: "What, do you want to play?"

The one-on-one king from the southwest snorted coldly: "Nonsense."

Jiang Xiao: "Hehe, I'm ranked fourth. You shouldn't stare at me, but at eighth."

"Eh?" Jiang Xiao's head hurt, he hurriedly leaned forward and turned to look.

But I saw that Shin Aian's pretty face was filled with anger and he was still holding a few strands of hair in his hand.

Jiang Xiao: "You can pull my hair off even if I have such short hair?"

Xin Ai An Qiao glared at Jiang Xiao and sat down directly.

Jiang Xiao sighed: "I am worthy of being a woman who can be selected into the top eight, so I am strong!"

Xing Yan subconsciously touched his big bald head

The back of the front row clearly stood up and took the initiative to maintain order: "Shut up! Keep quiet!"

"Suck it"

That night, Jiang Xiao experienced the congestion from Edo City, and looked at the foreign land under the night sky, and felt very wonderful.

After all, the people here have similar skin colors. The passers-by walking on the avenue are not as exotic as Miss Wu Yao.

As the vehicle drove smoothly and turned into the range of a hotel, Jiang Xiao saw the crowd of people who were welcoming on both sides.

"China will win!"

"Huaxia!Huaxia!"

Various slogans finally gathered into two simple words: China.

Banners and shouts, accompanied by the cheering crowd, shocked everyone in the car.

Are these Chinese living in the local area? Or are they Chinese coming from the country?

On the bus, the students sitting in the aisle stood up one after another and looked out the window. Jiang Xiao only felt a giant palm pressing on his shoulder, but he did not break away.

At this time, Jiang Xiao's eyes were fixed on the crowd holding up signs at the gate of the hotel square.

Especially the little boy's face was covered with the color of the red flag. He held the red flag high in his father's arms, waving it back and forth, which made Jiang Xiao's heart feel a little turbulent.

He has struggled all the way to this day, wanting to venture into this bizarre world, and wanting to do something meaningful.

Jiang Xiao has a special identity. He has entered a secret battlefield and silently carried out missions in places that people don’t know.

The scene of the boiling crowd in front of him made Jiang Xiao know that there are many meaningful things. For him, although the same destination is the same, the scenery on the road is really different.

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but stretch out his hand and waved at the child.

The little boy hid in his father's arms shyly, and the paint on his face was smeared on his father's white shirt, but the father didn't care. He held the red flag in his other hand and kept dancing towards Jiang Xiao.

With the help of the staff, the bus finally slowly passed through the crowd and drove into the hotel square. The group of people who were greeting were blocked from the gate of the square.

As the bus stopped, the students left one after another.

What everyone did not expect was that people are very familiar with every participating team member and are well aware of it.

Even though there are very few scenes of their selection competitions, their past and all their struggles were turned out after they were put on the national team uniform.

When everyone gets off the bus, the crowd in the distance will call out the student's name.

"There is a clear future!"

"There is obvious afterwards!!"

Even the arrogant queen Mingming couldn't help but raise her hand, signaled a little, then turned around and walked towards the hotel.

"Fan Ren!"

"Xie Yan!"

"ember!"

"Wow! Jiang Xiaopi!"

"Jiang Xiaopi!!"

"Run! Jiang Xiaopi!!! Go forward!"

The sound waves of Jiang Xiao's appearance were significantly higher.

A bright golden halo appeared quietly under Jiang Xiao's feet. The next moment, a bright golden halo of attachment appeared at the feet of the crowds who were cheering at the door.

Even in front of the brightly lit hotel, the group of people standing on the halo of nostalgia is so dazzling.

Then, the cheers became louder

The blessings and laughter were imprinted in his mind. Jiang Xiao held his right hand high and followed the team, lowered his head and walked towards the hotel.

It seems that there are many more reasons for victory.

That night, everyone received their room door cards and checked into the hotel.

Jiang Xiao and Master Zhao were separated in the same room. There is a great advantage of living with the old cadres, that is, turning off the lights early and going to bed early.

The bad thing is that Zhao Wenlong got up early, and Jiang Xiao didn’t need an alarm every morning, and he could wake up by listening to the other party’s tea.

Everyone thought there was nothing to do tonight, but they were notified one by one and quickly rested in half an hour. At 19:0 pm, the hotel had a meeting at the first floor auditorium.

At 7:20 pm, under the leadership of Fang Xingyun, the three-member Emperor Xingwu came to the hotel auditorium. The participating students and the leading teachers had already sat down, and the small auditorium was silent.

At 19:0, a staff member with a sign hanging on his chest appeared on time and began to speak to everyone:

"This Star Martial World Cup was jointly applied for by Neon Kingdom and Kimchi Kingdom, so you must be prepared to fly back and forth in both countries."

"Compared with the participants in other regions, we are very lucky that there is almost no need to make the jet lag. The audience in the arena can expect that there will be many Chinese people to cheer you up, which is your advantage."

"Putting aside all your dissatisfactions and complaints, overcoming all difficulties, your goal is to win."

"The single-player contest in this Xingwu World Cup, a total of more than 11 countries and regions have been qualified for the competition, with a total of 652 people!"

"There is no so-called qualifiers! There is no so-called knockout match! For you, every game is a final that determines your destiny! If you win, move forward! If you lose, go home!"

"Of course, the premise is that you still have the life to go home. There are a lot of deaths in each Star Martial World Cup!

For you, this is not just a competition, but also a battle between life and death!

You are star warriors, born warriors. In this World Cup, victory or defeat represents life and death!”

"Due to the unpredictability of the battle, some players may have bye in certain rounds, but please give up on this idea. That person will definitely not be you."

"If you can win, then your schedule will be very intensive. This is not only a competition of your combat strength, but also a competition of will. Over the years, for various reasons, some students have withdrawn from the competition in such a intensive schedule.
To be continued...