Chapter 149 Victory in China?

"Victory in China?"

"Victory in China! I heard it! Victory in China!"

In the stands, the deep red ocean instantly erupted.

"Wow! We won! We won!" Xia Yan's face was filled with ecstasy as she turned to look for Han Jiangxue.

But she found that Han Jiangxue had already been thrown into the air again by Wu Yao!

"Hahahaha! Ura!" Wu Yao caught the falling Han Jiangxue with both hands and threw her into the air again.

Han Jiangxue couldn't care about anything else. Despite being tossed up and down, her eyes were fixed on Jiang Xiao on the field.

Song Chunxi covered her mouth with one hand, looking at Jiang Xiaopi, who was gazing at the sky. It felt like only yesterday that she had met this child. It was truly unimaginable that such a mischievous little fellow had actually reached this point and achieved the highest honor that ordinary people could not.

"Champion! Champion! Xiaopi! Ya! Xiaopi!" Wu Xiaojing shouted loudly, and Yu Jin seized the opportunity to hug her, celebrating excitedly...

Aside, Zhao Wenlong and Hou Mingming stood side by side, their postures exactly the same, arms crossed over their chests, their eyes looking through the cheering crowd at the quietly standing junior.

A little over a month ago, Hou Mingming had hoped that Zhao Wenlong would give Jiu Xing Du Nai some face and not let Jiang Xiao leave helplessly during the school qualification competition.

A little over a month later, Hou Mingming and Zhao Wenlong stood quietly on the sidelines, watching Jiu Xing Du Nai advance step by step, becoming a god step by step.

It was a wonderful feeling. If it were Hou Mingming, who had never tasted defeat, he might not have had such a mindset at this moment. But at this moment, although Hou Mingming still regarded Jiang Xiao as an opponent, he also regarded him as a goal to catch up to.

"We won! We won! We really won!" Ma Ke shouted ecstatically, "Did you hear the cheers here? Did you see the Chinese athletes standing at the top of the world again!?"

"Double champions! Unprecedented! Team and individual double crowns!" Ye Xunyang cheered excitedly, "2017, this is a year worthy of being recorded in world history again! The Chinese team has shown jaw-dropping strength and won the double championships in the team and individual competitions!"

Ma Ke pounded on the table and shouted loudly, listing Jiang Xiao's opponents in the competition: "First round, the captain of India! Second round, the captain of Great Britain! Third round, the captain of Canada! Fourth round, the Royal Sea Burial King! Fifth round, George Xing from the United States! Sixth round, Xie Yan from China! Seventh round, Jin Pingchang from the host country! Eighth round, the captain of Japan! Ninth round, the Shield of Europe!"

Ye Xunyang: "What kind of World Cup journey was this for Jiang Xiaopi!? No one ever imagined that a support player could stand at the very peak of the world!"

Ma Ke: "Nine matches! He shattered nine brilliant stars with his Big Dipper Nine Stars map!"

Ye Xunyang suddenly said with a smile: "The World Cup has given Jiang Xiaopi's nine opponents legendary titles! Since Jiang Xiaopi wields a giant blade and shatters nine stars, should Jiang Xiaopi be officially certified as... Jiu Xing Du Nai from this moment on?"

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The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the blue sky and white clouds were clear, and the sun shone on the pitted green field.

Neil Muller had been carried off the field. It was unknown whether he would still be alive to attend the award ceremony.

Jiang Xiao stood in the center of the field, looking around, watching the crowd cheering and shouting for him. Even under the combined effects of Grief Tear and Bell, Jiang Xiao's emotions were constantly rising and rapidly warming up.

The coaching team on the bench had already huddled together, cheering and jumping.

Only Fang Xingyun walked towards the arena step by step, stepping over the collapsed and broken iron cage, and walked towards Jiang Xiao in the center of the field.

Twelve years ago, she failed to stand at the highest position.

Twelve years later, her student fulfilled her long-cherished wish.

In fact, Fang Xingyun felt a little ashamed in her heart. She didn't think that she had really taught Jiang Xiao anything in the past year.

She gave that crucial letter of recommendation. What she saw more was Jiang Xiao's spirit and will, and his sincere heart.

Everything that followed completely exceeded her expectations. She just watched Jiang Xiao climb the mountain step by step, dragging down one arrogant opponent after another, and finally smashing the strongest defense of the Shield of Europe, climbing to the highest peak in the world.

From looking down to looking up. From cherishing to admiring. This was the mental journey of a star warrior teacher from the Imperial Capital, a former World Cup fourth-place finisher, in the past month.

Jiang Xiao saw Fang Xingyun approaching. He turned around, a genuine smile finally appearing on his face, and opened his arms.

Fang Xingyun threw herself into Jiang Xiao's arms, the huge force causing Jiang Xiao to take two steps back.

Jiang Xiao: "Thank you, Teacher Fang."

Fang Xingyun: "No, child, you taught me more. I should be thanking you."

In his sight, Jiang Xiao saw that figure in a treasure-blue color in the far distance in front of him.

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but grin and winked his left eye at that figure.

Hai Tianqing raised his right hand, showed a thumbs-up, and retreated step by step into the player tunnel. At Jiang Xiao's request, their conspiracy had been approved by the national team.

People with strength can indeed receive greater attention and care. Jiang Xiao's influence was indeed great, so great that the national team was able to give him another changing room alone, so great that Hai Tianqing could fill that room with petals.

Fang Xingyun stood up straight, took a step back, and gently wiped the rain from Jiang Xiao's forehead with one hand: "You don't know how happy I am now."

Jiang Xiao looked at Fang Xingyun's gentle eyes and said, "You're happy too early."

Fang Xingyun's face froze: ???

A smile also appeared on Jiang Xiao's face, and he turned to look at the staff who were quickly leveling the field and setting up the podium, and said, "The award ceremony is about to start. I'm going to wash up."

Fang Xingyun nodded, but chided, "Don't always talk nonsense."

Jiang Xiao walked off the field with Fang Xingyun and said, "I'm serious."

Fang Xingyun immediately asked worriedly, "Is something going to happen? Did you hear something?"

Jiang Xiao shook his head repeatedly: "No, what I mean is, you'll be even happier later."

Fang Xingyun thought for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief, but she misunderstood and nodded: "Of course I'll be happier to see you lift the Star Warrior World Cup later."

Jiang Xiao didn't explain further. With 100 skill points for winning matches and 1,000 skill points for winning the World Cup, he quickly walked back to the changing room.

Of course, Jiang Xiao and Hai Tianqing wouldn't make low-level mistakes. Jiang Xiao's changing room remained the same, and Hai Tianqing was decorating another changing room.

Jiang Xiao washed himself carefully in the bathroom. Urged by the national team staff, he quickly finished his bath, changed into a brand new national team uniform, and walked out with the staff.

From the moment he walked out of the player tunnel, the already noisy and lively stadium became even more lively.

The green field had been restored to level under the work of the Star Warriors, and even the turf was a lush green. It was as if no battle had taken place here, and the surrounding scattered iron cages had long been removed.

Under the sunlight, the turf in some areas was still wet, and the water droplets reflected a glittering light.

Jiang Xiao saw the podium standing on the south side of the midfield, close to the stands. There were no high and low steps for the first, second, and third places in general competitions. It was just a large platform.

In addition to Jiang Xiao, the team staff of the national team's individual competition were invited to go up. At the strong request of the Chinese team leader, the remaining participants in the individual competition jumped down from the south stands and joined the Chinese formation.

Apart from the Chinese formation, there were no players or staff from the Republic of Will or Japan on this field.

On that huge award platform, was a golden trophy.

Behind this glamorous trophy, there was not only blood and tears, but also a cruel reality. It seemed that the second and third places were not worthy of any name.

Jiang Xiao realized that he was wrong. He was still wondering if Neil Muller would be able to get up to receive the award, but the reality was: in the Star Warrior world, the winner is king.

Fang Xingyun, as Jiang Xiao's team leader and teacher, walked among the nearly 30 Chinese national team staff members. The not-so-large formation was mighty. Compared to the other participants in the individual competition, the emotions of these middle-aged people seemed to be even more excited, with tears in their eyes, constantly waving to the audience in all directions.

Under the guidance of the on-site host, a group of people stepped onto the podium. Several men in suits and leather shoes stood on the stage, with different skin colors. They were the organizers of this Star Warrior World Cup. They politely applauded, watching the team come up.

The staff of the Chinese team automatically stood in the back row, allowing the participating players to stand a little closer to the front. Jiang Xiao was pushed to the very front.

And Jiang Xiao's eyes were also fixed on the golden trophy on the small table.

This trophy was somewhat similar to the FIFA World Cup trophy, with the same color and material, and the shapes were somewhat the same, but the athletes engraved below were only one. In this way, there was a big difference in both appearance and meaning.

A golden blurry figure was carved on the golden trophy, his hands holding up the earth high. Compared to the blurry figure holding up the earth, the earth part was carved exceptionally delicately, and the three-dimensional terrain with ups and downs could even be accurate to every continent on the earth.

The host in a suit and leather shoes stood aside, holding a microphone, looking down at the paper in his hand: "2017, Star Warrior World Cup Individual Competition, Champion, China, Number Four!"

The host drew out the sound and read the Chinese in a strange accent: "Jiang! Xiao! Pi!"

"Oh ho!"

"Wow!!!" The cheers of the people behind him merged into the sound waves of tens of thousands of people in the audience.

"Take the award."

"Go quickly." Several teammates pushed Jiang Xiao forward.

Jiang Xiao picked up the golden trophy with one hand. The weight exceeded Jiang Xiao's expectations. It was much heavier than he imagined.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

While he was in a daze, the salutes on both sides of the podium suddenly sounded, startling Jiang Xiao.

Golden confetti and streamers burst out and sprinkled down.

Jiang Xiao opened his mouth slightly and looked up at the confetti and streamers fluttering in the sky, pouring down. He couldn't help but spread out his hands and looked through the overwhelming golden rain of paper to the south stands in front of him.

There, Xia Yan led Song Chunxi's team, leading everyone in the stands, cheering excitedly, jumping, and waving the small flags in their hands.

Jiang Xiao also found that familiar figure.

Han Jiangxue interlaced her fingers, clenched her hands into fists, and held them to her nose. This posture was exactly the same as her posture during the previous match.

But this time, her eyes were shining with tears, silently watching Jiang Xiao. She didn't shake her head anymore, but kept nodding gently.

Jiang Xiao's gaze was slightly dazed, and fragments of memories flashed in his mind: the Snowfield, the Armory, the Volcano, Black Rock Mountain, the Yan Judgment Office, Fire Source Mountain Range, the Nightfall Mountain, the Snow Mountain Domain, the Dark Palace, Conker Gold... Knife, arrow, dagger, fists and feet...

One monotonous black night after another, one tense nerve after another.

Despair and death in the Snowfield time and time again, thousands and thousands of mechanical knife draws and sheaths under the Nightfall Mountain.

People always imagine the bait as someone else. In fact, the bait is Jiang Xiao himself, the purest Jiang Xiao himself. The double growth rate comes at the cost of double the repression and hardship, double the pain and torment.

Even now, at this happiest moment, there is still a Jiang Xiao, still in the shadow of the Calamity, practicing with the golden partner, honing his skills, never slacking off.

People are like trees. The more they yearn for the sunshine at the top, the more their roots must extend into the dark depths of the earth.

On the podium, Jiang Xiao grinned, revealing a very sincere smile. He raised his head and looked again at the golden confetti fluttering in the sky.

He held the World Cup in his right hand and let it hang down naturally, and covered his face with his left hand. The emotions surging in his heart could no longer be endured. Hot tears slid from his eyes and flowed down his still-smiling嘴角.

If,

you really knew what I've been through...