As Jiang Xiao's opponent was finalized, the barrage on CCTV's online livestream platform grew frighteningly dense:
"My heart aches for her~ She's so strong, so beautiful, and has such a great figure. The world is so unfair."
"Don't feel sorry for her just yet. She'll soon be beaten black and blue by Pi God!"
"Being black and blue isn't scary. It's a fight, after all—there are always winners and losers. What I'm afraid of is Little Poisonous Milk healing that angel sister until she's too embarrassed to face anyone~"
"I suddenly feel much better. (｀) Heart hands~"
"Alice posted a tweet. Go look! That archangel has ulterior motives!!!"
In fact, Alice had already been dumbfounded the moment the matchups appeared.
She sat in the small auditorium where her National Team had gathered, one hand pressed to her forehead as she stared at the screen ahead. Her beautiful, wide eyes were filled with disbelief. Did I really win the lottery!?
Of the 514 contestants, she had actually become the one out of 513?
Her teammates frantically cheered Alice on, and even the team's accompanying teacher launched into an impassioned, blood-pumping speech.
A white young man shouted, "Damn it! Why wasn't I the one who drew him? Alice, your chance to become a god is here!"
Her teammates all chimed in:
"Take him down!"
"Exactly, Alice! You've simulated fighting him for two whole years. Take him down!"
"Damn it, what the hell? I want to fight him!"
Alice's sweet face stiffened slightly. She forced out a faint smile and coldly regarded the teammates around her.
Before the opponent was determined, everyone had held their breath in silence. Yet the moment the opponent appeared, this group suddenly "came alive." Every one of them was so excited, scrambling to fight Little Poisonous Milk. Still,