"Here, Jiang Xiaopi." A middle-aged man's voice came from beside him.

"Eh?" Jiang Xiao reluctantly retracted his eyes from the field and looked at the people beside him.

"Ha, leader, good morning." Jiang Xiao stood up and said with a smile.

"Sit." Wu Ji pressed Jiang Xiao's shoulder with one hand and pressed him to sit on the chair.

Jiang Xiao said: "The leader is very well-informed. I have only watched it for a while."

Wu Ji waved his hand: "What leader doesn't lead? Just call me Angkor."

Obviously, both Jiang Xiao and Wu Ji felt a little sympathetic to each other.

Jiang Xiao belongs to the kind of person who "people respect me, I respect you one foot."

Wu Ji was not only the head of the national team's individual competition, but also a soldier of the former pioneer army. The national team two years ago, the night watchman summoned Jiang Xiao to carry out the mission. Wu Ji let him go without saying a word.

This is nothing, after all, it was explained by the above. The key is that Wu Ji's attitude of bidding farewell to Jiang Xiao touched Jiang Xiao.

It is rare for those leaders who tilt their mouths and are arrogant and think they have some power to act as a mighty person? Ordinary people cannot say such words as "comrades-in-arms, come back alive."

Of course, you have to say it to the right people. Jiang Xiao is obviously the same as Wu Ji.

"You've been watching her all the time, how about it? Doesn't it look familiar?" Wu Ji said with a smile and looked at the game below.

At this time, it was the final moment for the individual national team players to determine, and it was the final promotion match of 18-choose 9.

The personnel selection of this individual competition did not have the tricks of the previous one. It was just a pure 1v1. If you are awesome, you can go up. If you don’t work, you can go down. Just rely on your fists to speak, nothing else is useless.

Of course, compared to the cruel knockout system of the World Cup, the selection of national teams is more humane.

If you lose one game, okay, give you a chance and go to the loser group to continue fighting.

You lose two games, okay, you are not lucky, you go to the group to be determined again.

You lost three games...well, bye.

Jiang Xiao nodded gently and said, "It looks familiar, it looks so familiar. Her only disadvantage is that she looks better than me."

Wu Ji: "..."

Jiang Xiao looked at the girl with a round buzz cut and saw her holding a giant blade in her hand, suppressing a fight like a mad dog, making the opponent unable to fight back and was stretched. Such an overwhelming battle was not like the final team's competition stage after layers of selection.

Logically speaking, after entering this final stage, the strength of each team member should be similar.

As the main person in charge, Wu Ji is of course aware of his students. He knows Jiang Xiao very thoroughly, knows Jiang Xiao’s “skin” attributes, and is also trying to accept his chat method.

Wu Ji paused and said, "Did you find any difference?"

Jiang Xiao thought about it and said uncertainly: "Tell the truth?"

Wu Ji laughed and said, "Of course we have to tell the truth."

"Well..." Jiang Xiao's face became serious, hesitated for a while, and said, "She laid the foundation based on my giant blade skills, but at this time, she had completely deviated from the Xia family's sword skills and became a natural person."

"If you have to say that she has mastered someone, it is definitely not me, but a monk who is a face."

Jiang Xiao licked his lips, as if he had seen a rare opponent, and he was eager to try it out, and continued: "Asiders will think that she is imitating me, because there are fewer star warriors in China who use giant blades, and I am more famous, so when I see someone holding giant blades, I think that she is learning from me.

In fact, her sword technique at this time has nothing similar to mine. I don’t know what her sword technique was like, but in this game, she was just the same weapon I used.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Ji nodded thoughtfully. Although they are all warriors, all have extremely high qualities and extraordinary vision, Wu Ji is not an expert in the unique field of heavy-duty cold weapons with both hands, especially giant blade skills.

Wu Ji asked, "Can you tell me a conclusion that is understandable by laymen."

Jiang Xiao shrugged and said, "My knife is very conservative compared to her. Her knife is purely murderous. Look at her every little move of tendency, her real stage is definitely not on the court."

Wu Ji whispered: "Qingchen and I have talked to each other many times in private. In recent years, she has been killed by the company of group of grimace monks, and her style cannot be changed."

"Change?" Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Wu Ji, and said, "Why do you need to change? Don't kill a soldier because of the game."

"Of course." Wu Ji said with a smile, "I didn't think so much before, just wanted to reduce the casualties of the students. As you said, every opponent she has fought with has completely lost her combat ability. Fortunately, the medical staff in our selection competition are very outstanding."

Jiang Xiao turned to look at the arena and saw the nervous medical team outside the defensive cover.

Wu Ji sighed and said, "She comes from a martial arts family in the Central Plains. She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. She is terrible. Her parents are both militant and fighting. Her family thinks she has the potential to become a militant and militant warrior, but she didn't expect that she really awakened the star map, but the one who awakened was the medical department's star map."

Jiang Xiao said "um" and continued to listen. Since Wu Ji started telling a story, Wu Ji should have to take action.

Wu Ji continued to tell: "In high school, she killed her talent and became a well-behaved medical assistant, became a team leader, standing behind the team, and escorting her team. Although she was not outstanding, she was qualified enough."

Wu Ji put his hand on Jiang Xiao's shoulder and said, "Your appearance is like a savior to her."

Jiang Xiao scratched his head embarrassedly.

Wu Ji said: "No need to do this, I'm telling the truth. In 2017, a medical star warrior emerged and stood at the top of the world. At the same time, the emergence of this medical star warrior liberated a group of medical star warriors bound by rules, and a group of warriors who forcibly suppress their talents."

Jiang Xiao: "..."

Wu Ji: "Yi Qingchen, is just the most outstanding one among them. Do you know how many medical star warriors will sign up for the national team individual competition this year?"

Jiang Xiao thought in his heart that he had committed sins...

Wu Ji said helplessly: "This is also impossible. This is the case with the education system in China. The rules of the college entrance examination are placed here, and the way teachers are trained is placed here. Everyone knows what method to cultivate what kind of profession should be used. This is the rule and it is also the tradition."

As he spoke, Jiang Xiao leaned back slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but grin.

Because Jiang Xiao saw a more exciting scene.

On the battlefield below, Yi Qingchen stabbed his opponent's chest with a knife. This was not the end. Her subconscious action was to abandon the knife, step forward, wipe the right hand from the side of her leg, and the cold dagger directly smeared the opponent's Adam's apple.

call......

A strong wind swept through, and Yi Qingchen was blown away directly. The medical team immediately came on stage. The appearance of the strong wind was of course also the behavior of the medical team.

People like Yi Qingchen will never be the protagonist in the movie. The opponents are dead and they still have to finish the fight? They also have to cut their throats?

In this case, how should the subsequent plot continue?

You give the villain some chance, but you ask the villain to shout "I will come back again"...

This Yi Qingchen, her natural reaction, is this the habit of fighting with the Ghost Face Monk's Sect?

Wu Ji patted Jiang Xiao’s back and said, “Let me see what the difference is between you two?”

Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Wu Ji: "Private request or leader request?"

Wu Ji laughed, and his laughter was particularly cheerful: "The leader asked, today you, Angkor, will be the captain of the national team if you beat her."

Jiang Xiao looked embarrassed and said, "I have to run away from both ends. If I am the captain..."

Wu Ji directly interrupted Jiang Xiao and said, "Win to her first."

On the green field, the medical team carried the injured down and cured them wildly.

Yi Qingchen wiped the blood on her face expressionlessly, picked up the giant blade that fell to the ground, and walked out of the green field. The students watching the game on the spot kept their distance from her, and some even felt very dissatisfied with her.

This is just a game, and it is a game within the national team. Although there may be a life-and-death battle, whenever Yi Qingchen comes on the court, it will inevitably be a life-and-death battle...

Yi Qingchen also knew that she was not popular, but since she was under pressure and chose to take this path, she would not easily change her style.

Swish!

A figure suddenly appeared behind Yi Qingchen.

Yi Qingchen's eyes suddenly widened, and his subconscious reaction was to kick backwards.

However, her reaction was extremely quick and confident, but she kicked her in a hurry.

Yi Qingchen frowned, turned around and saw a "fully armed" young man standing 10 meters away.

The young man was dressed in fancy clothes, wearing a hoodie and sweatpants printed with bamboo bear graffiti, and the baseball cap under his hood was pressed down very low, and he was wearing a mask.

Jiang Xiao waved his hands at the contestants in the spectator's seat, and a muffled voice came out of the mask: "Get in a team."

Jiang Xiao waved his hand and saw several acquaintances: Northern Military Academy Wu Haoyang, and the imperial capital Xingwu Yingxi.

He only knows these juniors, and most of the others are probably seniors.

It seems that the success rate of those who can enter the national competition in high school is really not low?

Excellent, let's meet again!

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but praise him...

"You, you...you are..." Not far away, Yi Qingchen's surprised voice came.

Jiang Xiao nodded to her with a smile. Unfortunately, the smile was hidden in the mask. He looked at his opponent closely and couldn't help but nod.

Her tall figure, long hands and feet are simply visible to the naked eye. If she is not aware of the acumen, she is indeed a waste of this body. And her delicate face is worthy of her fairy-like name. If she had long hair and long clothes, she would have been very beautiful.

After looking at the opponent, Jiang Xiao turned his head and signaled a giant blade leaning against the third row of seats. It should be Yi Qingchen's backup weapon. He said, "Cow and Sheep, throw that giant blade over to me."

The audience looked at each other, not knowing who Jiang Xiao was calling.

A few seconds passed, but no one moved. Some students were unhappy. Where did this come from? Are you cursing here? Say we are cattle and sheep?

Jiang Xiao said to Wu Haoyang: "Okay, okay, beast, throw the knife over here quickly, it's a mess!"

Wu Haoyang's face turned dark, he stood up, walked over quickly, picked up the giant blade, and threw it over from a distance.

Jiang Xiao turned sideways, reached out to grab the giant blade that was piercing rapidly, and grabbed the hilt of the giant blade in a magical way, taking Wu Haoyang's resentment attack.

The participants on the field saw such actions and talked everywhere.
To be continued...