Meanwhile, in the Olympic Stadium in Bailin City.

Zheng Xiyou was warming up, her short black hair looked a little messy. After the full warm-up, her pretty face was also covered with a layer of redness.

In the opposite half, a tall girl with extremely hot body lines stood with her hands behind her back and looked at Zheng Xiyou who kept raising her legs from afar.

There was a smile in Marda's brown eyes. She didn't move, as if she had no intention of warming up. She stood there, smiling at Zheng Xiyou, looking up and down at the other person.

That posture...as if you were looking at your prey.

If it was the first time the audience who met Marda would be really infected by her cheerful smile, she thought this was a cheerful and sunny star warrior.

But what Marda did in the past few rounds of competition has been passed on the TV screen to the world, so when people see Marda's smile, they always feel chill.

The cruel dancer on the tip of the knife...is he coming to take someone again?

Zheng Xiyou had already felt the woman's eyes covering her at the sideline of the opposite half.

After more than ten minutes of warming up, Zheng Xiyou couldn't help it anymore and turned around and looked over.

Marda's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and she looked at Zheng Xiyou's pretty face. She couldn't help licking her lips, waved her hand to Zheng Xiyou, and greeted her.

Zheng Xiyou only felt goose bumps all over her body. She hated the feeling of being treated as prey. She glared at Marda fiercely, turned around and continued to warm up.

"What's the matter!" Zheng Xiyou muttered in a low voice, "Isn't that broken country known to be extremely romantic?

I know how to drink and sing and do art, follow others behind the butt every day to defeat wars, think about how to eat, how to surrender, and how to drag allies back...

How can you develop such a pervert?"

In the distance, Marda took off her thick long curly hair, pulled out the short blade on her waist, and played with it in her palm, allowing the short blade to fly up and down in her slender fingers.

"Jiang Xiao! Let's go." A hand gently patted Jiang Xiao's shoulder and pulled Jiang Xiao, who was immersed in the live broadcast.

"Ah?" Jiang Xiao took off his headphones and looked up, but saw Han Jiangxue pointing at the boarding gate, "Let's go."

Jiang Xiao's game was the first one. It ended early at 8 o'clock. Zheng Xiyou warmed up at 8:30. The game started at 9 o'clock. At this time, everyone was about to board the plane.

Jiang Xiao could only hold his cell phone, watch while walking, lowered his head and followed everyone forward, and listened carefully to the pre-match exchange between the two.

I would have known to set up an international network.

After getting on the plane, Jiang Xiao couldn't wait to connect to wifi and turned on the live broadcast again, but he saw a rather sad scene.

In the headphones, the host of Waiguo shouted, as if he was being held back by Jiang Xiao’s previous game and finally found a channel to vent.

On that field, there was a tombstone next to Zheng Xiyou, with red eyes and heavy rain of tears. She was holding a dagger in her hand, but she was tired of dealing with the ghost attacking around her body.

The figure can indeed be called a ghost. Marda's body is almost illusory, but several bright stars are wrapped around her body, which tells everyone where she is.

The sharp and harsh screams came from Marda's mouth, like a ghost's hissing, making the ghost even more intimidating.

After studying Marda's star skills, people know that she is still flexible and free in the heavy rain of tears, full of fighting, because of her sharp screams.

Scream...

Zheng Xiyou's left calf was torn apart by a sharp short blade, and blood suddenly splashed out.

Marda's ghostly body was so fast that it was constantly surrounding Zheng Xiyou, but the attack was not crazy, but it was more like a cat playing with the prey it had already been caught. She could only play with the fun and play with her, and she did not want to win the battle as soon as possible.

Scream...

Zheng Xiyou bit her lips tightly, and a trace of blood gushed out. Her knees softened, and the sharp blade appeared at the bend of her calf. With her natural reaction, she directly knelt down.

Zheng Xiyou pressed her hand on the ground with one hand, and the golden mist spread out, quickly healing her body.

But the next moment, she was pulled by the ghost and directly dragged out of the golden mist.

Scream...

At the back, deep and long wounds appeared, and blood splashed.

Scream...

The clothes on the right arm were torn and another wound appeared.

A ghost shadow surrounded by stars was getting faster and faster, and it was divided into three parts, one deep and long wound after another appeared from Zheng Xiyou's body. The picture was terrifying and cruel.

In addition to the exclamation and shouting of the host of the Waiguo in the live TV room, the huge Olympic Stadium was filled with silence.

Zheng Xiyou has her own fighting style. With good melee methods, the heavy rain of tears that can make people collapse, and the tombstone that intimidates people, she defeats one opponent after another.

But today, the other party is willing to bear the harm caused by the heavy rain of tears, but uses roars to resist the depressed mood caused by the heavy rain of tears, and resist the mental intimidation brought by the tombstone.

What's more serious is that Zheng Xiyou's progress methods are not enough to see in the face of this ghostly agile war.

Zheng Xiyou could no longer bear it. She was dragged by a ghost and dragged her on the ground. She was thrown to her feet in silence.

This silence also means that she can no longer maintain the heavy rain of tears.

She defeated one opponent after another with her strong will and her personal self-healing star skills. At this moment, she could no longer hold on to her tears.

She could only express her silence, eliminate all the auxiliary star skills on the ghost, hoping to bring some turning points to this game through a battle that returns to its essence.

But Zheng Xiyou still failed. The ghost that was smashed was covered with blood. Her auxiliary star skills were interrupted by force. This caused quite a lot of damage to Marda, but also added to her killing. The brown eyes were filled with cruel light.

In the field of silence, the one who was assisted by close friends was educated by a militant war.

A short blade in Marda's hand flew up and down, and pieces of blood were floating. Under the hazy sky, it seemed like a horror movie was being staged.

"Doudu!Doudu!" The referee's whistle sounded repeatedly, "Stop the attack! Stop the attack!"

The referee's whistle came from the headphones, and Jiang Xiao's eyes stared blankly at the Marda who was mounting on Zheng Xiyou.

"Ha..." Marda stopped attacking with the order, without any intention of violating the rules. Her long fingers smeared her face with a little blood, and sighed deeply.

The next moment, Marda's body was directly overturned, and Zheng Xiyou stood up staggeringly. Her clothes were broken and covered in bruises, which was terrible.

The silent field had long disappeared, but she did not heal herself, but looked at her coaching team on the sidelines.

The miniature microphone she wore on her collar had been destroyed in the battle. Jiang Xiao could not hear the radio of the scene, but from that close-up, she could understand her mouth shape: I haven't lost yet.

The medical team's healing star arbitrary skills have fallen on Zheng Xiyou. A coach of the national team directly sent him into the field, wrapped Zheng Xiyou's body in a wide national team uniform, and took her away with her.

The Olympic Stadium full of fiery red colors is still silent. Compared with the stadium an hour ago, it is like two worlds.

"After all, it's an auxiliary, and it's a magic system that hurts the law. If it were you, or Yi Qingchen, the situation would be much better." Han Jiangxue sat next to Jiang Xiao and spoke softly.

The star warrior who has truly experienced life and death will not be shocked by Zheng Xiyou's miserable appearance, especially those like Han Jiangxue, who have also experienced a much more dangerous and miserable situation than this.

"Yes." Jiang Xiao nodded. He had already expected the result and was not surprised by the result of the game. Otherwise, he would not have said those words with Gong Juren before leaving.

This is the game. Just like Zhao Wenlong in the last session, it can only be said that Zheng Xiyou met the wrong person.

Jiang Xiao believes that the choice of the coaching team is wise, and it is as wise as the choice of the Guai coaching team just now.

Letting a proud star warrior play a counterfeit game, or letting her pretend to be like a destiny is an insult to Zheng Xiyou and an irresponsible to the Chinese people. In this case, how to grasp the right measure is time to test the coaching team.

After Zheng Xiyou's silence, the situation on the field was clear and there was no need to fight anymore.

Jiang Xiao turned to look at Han Jiangxue and said, "I am not the Holy Mother and I don't have a archway. I think I can kill it, but don't kill it. Do you agree with my point of view?"

Han Jiangxue nodded gently.

In the back row, Xia Yan stood, stomped Jiang Xiao’s seat back with one hand, looked down at the mobile phone picture on the small table. Her face looked extremely ugly and cursed: “This female pervert.”

Xia Yan did scold her for being the point.

If you are not crazy, you will not survive.

Ordinary people and ordinary personalities cannot reach the top of the world.

How many people are gentle, enthusiastic and cheerful in this World Cup final circle?

The profession of star warriors is different from ordinary sports competitions. Star warriors who are truly at the top cannot reach the peak by training through training.

In the final analysis, the star warrior's strength is all caused by the blood sea of ​​corpses.

Yi Qingchen was gentle and gentle on the field. When he came on the field, he was also a grimace killing machine that would occasionally show a gloomy and weird smile.

It should be considered a great achievement that Jiang Xiao can influence his team and keep Xia Yan crazy.

Of course, this is also due to Xia Yan's original personality.

Look at Han Jiangxue. From beginning to end, she was expressionless when watching the game. Can you say that Han Jiangxue’s personality is normal?

Only when Jiang Xiao fought on the field did Han Jiangxue express concern and concern.

"Why didn't I participate in the individual competition?" Xia Yan murmured angrily, "I should be asked to criticize her!"

"Isn't I still there? Get rid of my anger." Jiang Xiao comforted, "As long as she and I keep winning, we will always encounter it."

Xia Yan sat on the chair and stomped her feet hard: "I'm so angry that this pervert was not for winning. She was obviously enjoying the process of torture others. How could there be such perverts? How did the star warriors trained on the Apennine Peninsula? Do you not pay attention to personal quality education?"

"It should be just an isolated case. Like George Star, there are some psychological problems." Han Jiangxue said softly, turning to Jiang Xiao, "You can kill, but don't kill."

Jiang Xiao: "Hmm?"

Han Jiangxue's body tilted slightly, put her head on Jiang Xiao's shoulders, and said softly: "I understand you. Before you meet her, forget this sentence for the time being."

"Yeah..." Jiang Xiao responded gently, rubbing her dark hair with her face.

I just hope that Marda will not be stabbed by Jacob and the US No. 27 Proud Star Black.

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Chapter completed!