Chapter 151 Self-Blessing

On the green field, the one-on-one competition continued.

Jiang Xiao returned to Wu Ji's side and watched the competition with him. He witnessed Ying Xi losing the match, stopping at the final round, and missing the World Cup this year.

The one who defeated Ying Xi was also a magic-type, and also from the West Sea Star Martial University. He was a senior this year, and his realm was at the peak of the Star River stage.

His star techniques relied on the land of the West Sea Province, with extremely regional characteristics. The combination of rock-type and water mist-type star techniques was exceptionally perfect, which made Jiang Xiao click his tongue in admiration.

Yao Chenguang! Very good, I've remembered your name!

What a Mount Tai Pressing Down! Ying Xi was smashed so hard... he was almost plastered to the mountain.

Another third-year student was gone, and another student from a traditional prestigious school was gone...

"This young man..." Jiang Xiao watched the next promotion match and saw a slender young man with handsome features. This young man's appearance seemed a bit...

Wu Ji smiled and said, "You pay too little attention to your teammates. This is an unparalleled genius from Cai Nan Star Martial University, the pride of the Ni Hu clan."

Jiang Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly: "A minority?"

Wu Ji nodded: "Yes, Piao Miao."

Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and his half-baked Beijing accent came out again: "What 'nin'?" (polite form of you)

"Piao Miao." A soft voice came from beside him.

Jiang Xiao turned his head and saw Yi Qingchen coming to the last row. Her face was slightly red and a little shy, but she still sat next to Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao grinned and said, "This name?"

Wu Ji explained, "Their clan has its own language and writing. This is the Chinese name he chose for himself."

Jiang Xiao scratched his head, looked at the tall and extremely handsome young man, and muttered, "This name... is so Xianxia."

Wu Ji said, "Everyone has their own story."

"Hmm..." Jiang Xiao hesitated for a moment, and saw Brother Piao Miao pull out a long sword from thin air. Above the three-foot-long blade, butterflies were faintly wrapped around it, spiraling upwards. One butterfly even landed on his fair and slender finger, slowly fluttering its wings.

Yi Qingchen said softly, "Some people have questioned his name, and there have also been some malicious taunts and ridicule. Those few matches were very exciting."

"Hmm?" Jiang Xiao looked at Yi Qingchen beside him and asked, "Tell me more about it?"

Yi Qingchen glanced at Wu Ji next to her, but didn't seem to have any concerns. Her shyness seemed to only exist for Jiang Xiao.

"That was in the initial selection stage," Yi Qingchen recalled, "Some students may have enough strength, but their character really didn't qualify them for the national team. Those three students escalated from teasing to mocking, and then to verbal abuse, and finally fought. But Piao Miao defeated them all, 1v1, 1v2, and finally 1v3."

Jiang Xiao was slightly shocked. Being able to enter the national team selection competition meant that their individual strength was undoubtedly strong. Brother Piao Miao not only fought a series of battles, but also won 1v3 in the end?

Yi Qingchen continued, "Piao Miao has his own ethnic language, and his Chinese is not fluent. His way of speaking is also very special."

Jiang Xiao: "Hmm?"

Yi Qingchen pointed to Piao Miao, who was surrounded by butterflies in the battle below, and said, "After winning, he held up that long sword, pointed at everyone present, and announced his name."

A faint smile appeared on Yi Qingchen's face, "The Western Cang Mountain nurtured my soul, and the Eastern Erhai Lake nourished my body. I, a Chinese, am from Cai Nan, beside Butterfly Spring. My name is Piao Miao. Class of 2019, member of the Chinese National Team."

"Wow!" Jiang Xiao couldn't help but click his tongue slightly. This person's way of speaking was indeed very interesting.

Yi Qingchen said, "Although it was still in the initial selection stage, no one questioned his future status as a member of the national team. Everyone remembered his name."

Jiang Xiao nodded silently. As expected of the great Huaxia, those who can enter the national team and become one of its members all have their own characteristics and are the elite of the elite!

Jiang Xiao silently watched the game, watching the butterflies dance and the cold light of the green blades, and couldn't help but admire this handsome young man.

Piao Miao won, winning cleanly and decisively, and finally secured a spot on the national team.

Jiang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Yi Qingchen, and said, "What do you want to say?"

Yi Qingchen lowered her head slightly, her slender fingers stirring, and her words were a little hesitant: "I, um, I..."

Jiang Xiao blinked: "If you're nervous, you can speak your hometown dialect. I can understand the general meaning."

Hearing this, Yi Qingchen turned her head and glared at Jiang Xiao, and whispered, "Thank you for opening up a path for people like us."

Beside them, Wu Ji smiled, as if he had expected this kind of conversation.

Jiang Xiao was a little embarrassed by what she said, and quickly said, "You're overpraising me, you're overpraising me. I really didn't think so much, and I didn't think the impact would be so great. Since I'm on the field, I'm just trying to win."

"You..." Yi Qingchen thought for a while, then lowered her head again, her voice getting smaller and smaller, "Won't you blame me for secretly learning your swordsmanship?"

"How is that possible?" Jiang Xiao waved his hand, smiling and comforting Yi Qingchen, "More and more people are paying attention to skills and no longer simply focusing on star techniques. I've done a great job.

Besides, don't feel any pressure. Whether you stole the swordsmanship before or used my skills as a foundation, at this time, your swordsmanship is completely different from mine."

Yi Qingchen: "You saw it, well... that's right, of course you could see it."

Jiang Xiao said, "Don't change your style. I'm sure your future stage won't be the arena."

Saying that, Jiang Xiao smiled and said, "To be honest, hearing that you came out of the Ghost Face Monks, I thought you would be a gloomy and cold person. I didn't expect you to maintain such a good mentality. By the way, do you have any secrets?"

Yi Qingchen turned her head to look at Jiang Xiao: "Hmm?"

Jiang Xiao pointed to his heart: "Secrets, the secrets to maintaining a healthy mentality. Prolonged killing will inevitably make you lose yourself."

"Hmm." Yi Qingchen nodded. In this regard, she seemed to have very similar experiences to Jiang Xiao, "There was a time when I was very painful and numb..."

The words pain and numbness actually appeared in the same sentence. More importantly, Jiang Xiao didn't think it was a wrong sentence.

Yi Qingchen whispered, "Later, I learned to bless myself."

Jiang Xiao: "......"

Yi Qingchen: "You also have Silver Blessing, you know, it can not only nourish your body and mind, but also greatly soothe your emotions and truly feel the beauty of life."

Jiang Xiao nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm, that's right. After I kill, I occasionally give myself a blessing.

You know, once, I forcibly blessed a Black Flame Demon to death. It felt that life was too beautiful and couldn't bear it, so it committed suicide..."

Yi Qingchen heard Jiang Xiao's approval, and her emotions suddenly became much higher: "Right, right?"

Looking at Yi Qingchen's appearance of seeking approval, Jiang Xiao was dumbfounded. Jiang Xiao didn't quite understand why a Star Warrior of her level, such a confident and determined person, would eagerly seek the approval of another Star Warrior.

This may be the result of special circumstances.

In any case, Jiang Xiao would not call himself master in front of Yi Qingchen. However, Yi Qingchen, who had stolen Jiang Xiao's giant blade skills, used his skills as a foundation, and developed her own school of swordsmanship, seemed to have a series of complex emotions towards Jiang Xiao, such as "teacher" and "idol."

More importantly, the first thing she thanked Jiang Xiao for was for opening up a path for Star Warriors like her.

Wu Ji had just said that Jiang Xiao, who came out of nowhere, was the savior of a certain group of people because his appearance liberated a group of people who were bound by the rules.

Judging from Yi Qingchen's performance, Wu Ji's point of view had been confirmed.

Looking at the cautious Yi Qingchen, Jiang Xiao patted Yi Qingchen on the shoulder with one hand and said, "Work hard! Make it through a few more rounds. People say it's the Doomsday World Cup. The World Cup doesn't matter, what matters is that 'Doomsday'.

In such a special period, every victory and every wonderful performance we make will bring positive effects to people."

Beside him, Wu Ji couldn't help but sigh softly as he listened to Jiang Xiao's words.

Different heights, different patterns, different ideas.

Some children are thinking about victory and fighting bravely, which is understandable, and this mentality is very correct.

But Jiang Xiao, who was beside him, was thinking about another level of things, thinking about what the battle would bring to society, perhaps because he was a member of the Night Watch.

If you don't become the captain, who will?

Looking at Jiang Xiao whispering to Yi Qingchen, Wu Ji's impression of Yi Qingchen had also changed greatly.

It could even be described as unexpected.

This expressionless, lone wolf, ruthless Star Warrior who was unwilling to express any emotions, actually had so many words, her emotions were so full, and her heart was so gentle.

"Oh... Wu Haoyang..." While chatting, Jiang Xiao sighed and covered his head with one hand.

It's gone, the cattle and sheep are gone~

Pork is already unaffordable, and cattle and sheep are leaving too. Isn't there a way out?

Another third-year student is gone, and another acquaintance is gone.

Wu Haoyang from the Northern Military Academy met Li Xin from the Xiangnan Military Academy. How can they fight?

"Wu Haoyang is very strong," Yi Qingchen said suddenly in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment. His memory of Wu Haoyang, of course, still remained in high school. In the past few years in the Northern Military Academy, Wu Haoyang had grown a lot?

Well, that should be the case, otherwise, it would be impossible for Wu Haoyang to make it to this final round.

But a person's name is like the shadow of a tree.

Although Li Xin was not very famous, he came from the Xiangnan Military Academy. No matter how you think about it, he should be a demon king-level figure, right?

As a result, Jiang Xiao was dumbfounded by this game.

This Wu Haoyang, carrying the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, actually propped up a star power body, just like the giant Guan Yu descending to the world. Under the shouts of battle, the audience below almost went on stage to fight!

Fortunately, there were staff members below who used auxiliary star techniques to help everyone relax their minds and clear their heads, otherwise, it would really be a brawl.

And Li Xin, who was opposite Wu Haoyang, had his eyes reddened by the shouts of battle. Li Xin, who was a magic-type, actually went to head-on against Wu Haoyang!

Star techniques were restrained!

The perfect display of functional star techniques!

Under normal circumstances, Star Warriors who can enter this stage have already established their own systems. However, Wu Haoyang's battle cry could not be purified, and Li Xin seemed to really lack star techniques that could relax the mind and clear the head...

With his eyes red, Li Xin didn't dodge or evade, frantically using star techniques to hammer Wu Haoyang, and allowed Wu Haoyang to approach, and then... there was no then...

The result was obvious. The close-combat mage with red eyes and no dodging or evasion smashed Wu Haoyang's huge star power body to pieces, but he was still slapped into the grass by Wu Haoyang's huge Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

Li Xin was split and vomited blood, and his body was almost crushed by Wu Haoyang's star power feet...

"Holy crap! Cattle and sheep! Awesome!" Jiang Xiao couldn't help but stand up, and a muffled voice came from his mask.

"Shut up!" Guan Yu held up the star power Crescent Blade and pointed remotely at the little Jiu Xing Du Nai in the back row of the audience, "What are you shouting for? Are you asking for a beating?"

Jiang Xiao was reprimanded, pouted, and before he could say anything, Yi Qingchen suddenly stood up and picked up the giant blade beside her with one hand.

Jiang Xiao: ???

His status in Yi Qingchen's heart seems to be very high?

The master, idol, and savior were scolded, and the little fan girl is going to fire?

Jiang Xiao was startled and hurriedly grabbed Yi Qingchen and pressed her back into the chair: "Calm down, calm down, we're just kidding."

Jiang Xiao really wanted to help her smooth her chest and calm the resentment in her heart, um... Jiang Xiao hesitated for a moment, but decided to forget it.