My achievements are a bit abstract.

Xinhai First Stadium is already bustling with excitement.

The audience seats were about to explode.

Because none of them expected that under such great pressure, the Hanxia National Team actually chose not to take action. In their eyes, this was not a question of whether or not to give them a chance, but a question of cowardice and fear. They were afraid that the disguise on their faces would be torn off and they would lose their place in the national team.

In their view, this is just their own selfish desire.

Why is the American national team giving opportunities? Why are other countries' national teams given opportunities, but not Hanxia's?

Because the strength of the American National Team is there! The top ten of the Tianjiao list!

The same is true for other national teams. Who can beat such a team?
So not leaving the field is the real opportunity for them.

What do you think of your Yuanye team? You don't even have anyone who can make it to the Tianjiao list. If you don't come out, you're just a coward. Give us a chance.

Yes, now when they go out, they are embarrassed to say that Yuan Ye and his team are the Han Xia Guoding Team, and instead directly use the "Yuan Ye Team" to represent them.

The Internet is even worse.

Nowadays, with Yuan Ye's team not leaving the field and showing "fear of fighting", online public opinion is becoming more and more dissatisfied with the rule that the national team can be sent in without taking part.

With more and more real-name registrations being added, the calls for abolishing this rule have become louder and louder, and it has now topped the trending search lists on major platforms.

"This is absolutely unfair! We need to ban it!"

"Cancel this rule! Why can they be directly promoted without participating in the battle? How will those teams who have worked so hard to qualify think of you? How will they feel?"

"My ID number is 110, real name required!"

"My ID number."

Until an account with a yellow V certification and millions of followers joined in, it instantly caused a qualitative reaction.

Because this account belongs to Yang Wei, a popular contestant on the Tianjiao list!
When you click on the video, it is only a dozen seconds long and is a video recorded by Yang Wei while he was sitting in the national player seat.

"I, Yang Wei, am the captain of the qualifying team of Wuhu No. 340221 Middle School. I am on the Tianjiao Ranking. My ID number is . My mission is to cancel the unfair terms of the national team! We must treat everyone equally! No different from ordinary players! In addition, I solemnly challenge the Yuan Ye team. Our next opponent is the Yuan Ye team. I hope you will not be timid and compete with us fairly. Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

A time bomb was finally thrown into the bottom of the lake, causing a violent explosion.

Because no one expected that Yang Wei would also end up like this.

The fate of the elites on the Tianjiao List instantly changed the nature of the matter.

In an instant, the Internet was filled with noise, and the heat was getting more and more intense.

On the other side, in an office, many middle-aged men in suits who looked very dignified and in high positions were having a headache looking at the feedback from public opinions.

"What should we do? We can't control it anymore." One of the middle-aged men in suits rubbed his temple and looked at the main seat: "Chairman?"

"Let me go ask." The leader took a deep breath, took out his cell phone, and made a call under the gaze of everyone.

Toot toot.
Soon, the call was connected.

"Hello?" A slightly old voice came out.

"Your Excellency Marshal Di Xing." The leader's face instantly turned respectful: "The pressure from public opinion is getting greater and greater. We have no other options. What do you think..."

"I have already asked Yuan Ye, and I have understood his meaning. He said that since they want fairness, then... give them fairness and cancel it." After saying this, Di Xing on the other end of the phone sighed: "Alas"

Then he hung up the phone.

There was deathly silence in the meeting room, and all the leaders looked unhappy.

Because, those who can sit here and formulate the rules for the martial arts examination are all the presidents of the highest-level institutions in Hanxia!
After a while, a leader sighed with regret: "This year, there will be fewer talents who could have hoped to get into the first-class university."

Because they knew very well that the moment the ban was lifted, it would not just be their own national team of Hanxia who would be able to take to the field.

"Now that things have come to this, there is no need to keep Jia Huo any longer. This cancer should be removed."

"Um"

Soon, an official notice was quietly issued on the Internet. It contained only a few words, just a dozen or so.

Announcement from the Wushu Exam Organizing Committee: In response to strong calls from the public at this stage, the organizing committee has approved the cancellation of the exemption and admission mechanism for the national team!
In an instant, the popularity of the announcement skyrocketed.

Because at this stage everyone's eyes are on it, watching to see what the official reaction will be.

Therefore, the moment the announcement came out, it attracted widespread attention.

Everyone saw the official response.

Finally! Finally a response!
"Wuhu!! We won! We won! I told you, the power of the people is the greatest!"

"As long as we unite, there is nothing we can't do!"

"This is public opinion. It's impossible for the authorities to go against public opinion, right?"

"That's good. Some people who relied on the mechanism to get away with it can finally get out."

"Hahaha, let's see how some people can still pretend now! Keep pretending! Are sanctions coming?"

"But I always feel that this is not a good thing."

"Me too, I always feel my anus tightening."

"Isn't this a good thing? Could it be that Yuan Xiaozi really exists?"

Public opinion was immediately filled with jubilation.

But some people still noticed something was wrong and felt a sense of crisis.

There are still people who are thinking, is this really a good thing?

However, these sounds quickly disappeared under the influence of the current and could not cause any waves.

Everyone can't wait to see Yuan Ye's team make a fool of themselves.

The happiest person was undoubtedly Yang Wei.

Because they are the ones who are about to collide with Yuan Ye’s team!
Now Yuan Ye’s team has no way to avoid the battle.

Doesn’t that mean that the places in the national team are already beckoning to them?
As for whether they would misjudge Yuan Ye's team, could these people actually be very strong?

Is it possible? Even if he is stronger, so what? Master Jia said that the ceiling of the martial arts exam is the peak of the Silver Moon level.

You still have to believe the words of a Sun-level powerhouse.

Even if he is really strong, he is only at the peak of Silver Moon level. Everyone is at the same level. Who can beat who?
So, under such attention from everyone, the day of the match between Yuanye Team and Yang Wei Team soon arrived.

On this day, the whole venue was bustling with noise, once again showing the popularity of the day. The number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded 10 million, and the number of people watching on site was packed.

Everyone was waiting for the moment when Yuan Ye’s team’s disguise was torn off.

Yang Wei's team also lived up to expectations and played early.

But what was surprising was that they waited and waited, but still no one from Yuan Ye’s team arrived.

This left everyone confused.

No way? Are they still going to play the game of not being able to play at this time?
But now all their privileges are gone!
However, at this moment, someone appeared.

But what surprised everyone was that not all members of Yuan Ye's team were present as everyone had expected.

The only thing that appeared in people's field of vision was a solitary figure slowly walking in from the towering gate.

He was dressed in white, holding a three-inch sharp sword in his hand. The tip of the sword dragged on the ground, leaving a trail of sparks, and his surging spiritual energy made the air churn.

If it’s not Li Qihe, who else could it be?

"I'm here." Li Qihe opened his eyes slowly. (End of this chapter)