Chapter 61 The Royal Undertaker

June 10th, Edo City, Japan, the first floor of the hotel where the Chinese individual competition team was staying, in a small auditorium.

The students who had already lost the competition, the substitute students who didn't have the opportunity to play, Jiang Xiao and Wu Xiaojing who were preparing for the competition, plus the team leader and nearly 20 staff members who came from China later, sat scattered in the small auditorium, filling up a little over half the space.

Everyone was very nervous, watching the big screen in front, observing the fourth round of the draw.

Only 82 people were left. After three rounds of elimination, those who remained were truly the strongest of the strong.

Jiang Xiao sat next to the bald-headed Xing Yan. It was obvious that Xing Yan cared about his hairstyle. After so many days, it was still so shiny, definitely from frequent haircuts...

This World Cup trip had really stifled this fiery man. He sometimes even wondered, back in China, why did he follow Jiang Xiao back to the audience seats? Wouldn't it have been better to just leave?

In this hotel, everything required an application, and it wasn't even guaranteed to be approved. It felt like being in prison.

Unfortunately, before the first round of the competition, nothing unexpected happened. There were no assassinations by enemy countries, no disturbances, and no participants withdrew for personal reasons.

Every contestant was lively and energetic. Xing Yan could only watch the competition in the hotel, silently offering them his blessings...

"Oh~ Xie Xiaohei." Jiang Xiao saw Xie Xiaohei's character image appear in the number one position on the screen, with a black boxing glove in his mouth, tearing his head back.

The first time he saw it, it was okay. The second time was fine too. But the third time... this was the fourth time. Wasn't he tired of holding the boxing glove in his mouth every day?

"Wow, this girl is kind of beautiful." Jiang Xiao sighed softly. Wu Xiaojing, who was on the other side of the aisle, turned her head and couldn't help but roll her eyes at Jiang Xiao.

Compared to the glib-tongued Jiang Xiao, a group of accompanying staff sighed, seemingly worried about the result.

In the upper right corner of the character image in the number two position, a red background and blue cross flag hung high.

In the picture, a woman with thick, long golden hair appeared, with several blue and white electric currents crawling on her body.

Her skin was so white that it could be described as "pale," and even the blood vessels on the back of her hand were clearly visible. However, she wasn't sickly; her skin was just like that.

"Nordic Federation, Sigrid."

Xing Yan murmured, "Her lightning-type Star Technique casting speed is too fast. It's a bit difficult for the close-combat type Xie Yan."

Jiang Xiao curled his lips and said, "Alright, be content. At least it's not the captain of the Nordic Federation, who's like a close-combat hammer wielder, like Thor from *The Avengers*."

Wu Xiaojing sighed softly, "Europe isn't that big, but there are really too many in the top 82. Northern Europe is a 'hotbed' for great talents."

Beside Wu Xiaojing, Xin Ai'an reached out her small hand and gently patted the back of Wu Xiaojing's hand, saying, "Don't worry, you won't draw a lightning-type mage."

Jiang Xiao laughed and said, "It's a good thing Xin Ai'an said that. If I dared to comfort people like that, I'd definitely be a Jiu Xing Du Nai, and you, Wu Xiaojing, are definitely running into a lightning-type mage!"

Wu Xiaojing couldn't help but stretch out her long leg and kicked over from the other side of the aisle...

Along with that, Xin Ai'an also glared at Jiang Xiao with a pout.

"Hou Mingming is here." Zhao Wenlong, sitting directly behind Jiang Xiao, said, and the auditorium immediately quieted down.

Number one position! No problem, there's a slight home-field advantage.

A few seconds later... Ding! Character confirmed!

A blue and white striped flag with a sun icon in the middle.

The South American Eagle! The Republic of Argentina!

While people were still observing the well-behaved, curly-haired youth, Master Zhao said faintly from behind, "This is the only seedling from the Republic of Argentina. Sigh..."

Wu Xiaojing covered her mouth and chuckled, "Captain, are you going to send off a whole country?"

"Slurp... ha..." Zhao Wenlong couldn't help but take a sip of tea and sighed a long breath, "This is going to be a complete massacre."

Jiang Xiao immediately nodded: "Much injustice will undo itself!"

For a moment, everyone looked over in confusion.

What was this little poisonous milk saying?

Did he have such a big feud with Hou Mingming?

Jiang Xiao's expression stiffened and said, "What are you looking at? Don't you know my title? Poisonous Milk! This is my specially invented prediction-type Star Technique: Reverse Poisonous Milk! I guarantee Hou Mingming a long life and eternal loneliness!"

Zhao Wenlong: "Cough... cough..."

Jiang Xiao jumped up directly!

Zhao Wenlong sprayed hot tea all over the back of his head. Patience was diamond patience, but being scalded was still a problem!

After a flurry of activity, the scene was quickly brought under control.

Jiang Xiao, holding a towel, wiped the back of his head and looked up at the big screen.

In the back row, Zhao Wenlong carefully pushed the thermos cup aside, wiping the wet table.

He finally stopped the "slurp ha" behavior to avoid the "cough cough" situation.

"Here it comes!" Jiang Xiao's eyes lit up when he saw Yu Jin from Shanghai Star Warrior.

Yu Jin's previous match had indeed made Jiang Xiao look at him in a new light. He didn't expect him to be so hidden. It turned out that water mist was just his normal state, and flame was his desperate mode!

Jiang Xiao had never heard of this kind of Star Technique before. No one had seen him use this Star Technique in the domestic selection competition, or even in Yu Jin's college career. It was like a sudden burst of power.

The character in the number two position quickly switched and finally locked.

The red, white, and blue flag was confirmed, rising. In the picture, a girl who looked like she was from East Asia appeared, extremely beautiful.

"The big beauty from the Kingdom of Taiman, huh." Beside him, Wu Xiaojing's voice came through gritted teeth, "She's really getting a bargain."

Jiang Xiao cautiously glanced at Wu Xiaojing, and seeing her frost-covered cheeks, Jiang Xiao didn't dare to reply.

Beside him, Xing Yan said, "If I remember correctly, this seems to be the only seedling from the Kingdom of Taiman as well, and may also be sent off."

As soon as Jiang Xiao heard this, he instinctively dodged to the right and turned to look at Zhao Wenlong behind him.

Zhao Wenlong silently tightened the lid of the thermos cup, opened his eyes, and looked at Jiang Xiao with an innocent expression.

Because Jiang Xiao dodged to the right, he was in the aisle position. On the other side of the aisle, Wu Xiaojing reached out and pressed on Jiang Xiao's shoulder, saying, "Little Poisonous Milk, give him a taste of your milk too!"

Jiang Xiao turned his head: "Milk what?"

Wu Xiaojing looked at Yu Jin on the screen with resentment and said, "The kind that leads to eternal loneliness."

Jiang Xiao scratched his head and said, "I actually hope he can pledge eternal love and happiness with you."

Wu Xiaojing: ???

"Hey, stop it, it's your turn." Xin Ai'an tugged at Wu Xiaojing's arm. Yu Jin's next group was actually Wu Xiaojing's.

Still number one! That's already four number ones!

Wu Xiaojing looked at the screen and said softly to Jiang Xiao, "I'm telling you, if my opponent is really a Nordic lightning mage, I'll... I'll..."

You'll what?

I can't beat you, I can't outtalk you, what do you want to do?

Jiang Xiao grinned. Well, she's still my teammate, I'll help her out. He blurted out a sentence: "Don't worry, I guarantee it's a Nordic god of lightning, the kind that specializes in lightning."

Ding!

Character confirmed! A green, white, and red flag appeared, with a bird in the middle.

A bald, burly man appeared, with a face full of fierce flesh, his arms crossed, extremely ferocious.

Sure enough, it wasn't Nordic, but North American.

Mexico - Big Owl!

Although this youth looked extremely sturdy, Wu Xiaojing breathed a sigh of relief and was very satisfied with the draw.

All four members of the Chinese team had confirmed their opponents, leaving only Jiang Xiao.

82 contestants, 41 matches.

And this drawing ceremony was almost at the end. In the second-to-last match, a very gorgeous flag appeared in the 1st position.

The flag consisted of three stripes of red, yellow, and red, with a shield on the left side of the yellow stripe, flanked by pillars of god, and a crown on top. The shield was painted with golden castles, purple lions, golden chain nets, and pomegranates, etc...

The Kingdom of Westma!

And the man on the right was even more handsome and heroic! His eyes were deep, his nose was high, and he was wearing a gold and red team uniform, exuding an aura of royal nobility.

The character in the 2nd position quickly switched, leaving only three contestants. If you focused on watching one, the switching speed was completely clear...

Ding! Character confirmed. The Red Star flag fluttered high, hanging in the upper right corner.

The Little Poisonous Milk, with a shy smile, rubbed the back of his head and entered everyone's view.

"Damn it!!!"

"No way?"

"This isn't the Captain, this is the Royal Undertaker..."

"Although there are only eighty-some people left, there are many strong players, but Little Pi's probability of confronting gods..."

In the small auditorium, the staff members sighed in unison.

In the rear of the auditorium, Fang Xingyun supported his forehead with one hand.

Didn't I... um, appeal? The effect was not to give me the Captain, but to give me an extremely special Royal Undertaker?

Is it really randomly matched?

This kind of royal family member is completely different from ordinary Star Warriors. Although the basic skills are similar to ordinary people, the advanced Star Techniques they possess are extremely terrifying!

They have everything precious, everything powerful.

With the support of a prominent identity, appropriate power, and super wealth, the Royal Undertaker of the Kingdom of Westma has terrifying underwater abilities, otherwise, he wouldn't have the title of "Royal Undertaker."

As for his skills on the water, of course, they couldn't be too bad.

The Royal Undertaker is relatively good at turning any battlefield into his home field.

Wu Xiaojing turned to look at Jiang Xiao, with a trace of pity in her eyes, leaned over, and reached out to gently pat Jiang Xiao's shoulder: "Good luck."

Behind her, Zhao Wenlong also gently patted Jiang Xiao's back: "Good luck."

Xing Yan clenched his fist, the size of a sandbag, and gestured at Jiang Xiao: "Beat him!"

Jiang Xiao nodded solemnly. These days, under the guidance of the analysts, he had watched many matches and studied some special players who needed special attention. This Royal Undertaker was one of them.

After all, underwater combat wasn't Jiang Xiao's forte.

At this time, in a luxurious hotel somewhere in Japan.

In a luxurious suite, two people were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

One of the handsome young men was holding his head in his hands, looking incredulous.

He spat out a series of fragmented Spanish words: "No! Don't do this! Why!? I don't want to fight this Chinese Poisonous Milk!"

The team leader hurriedly said, "Calm down, please stay calm."

The handsome youth buried his face in his hands and kept saying:

"A fix!

This must be a fix!

Someone wants to get me down!

They don't want me to be in the top 40!"

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