"Uh..." He Huan looked at the Jiang Xiao who had appeared and vanished beside him like a ghost. After taking a while to react, he stammered, "Jiang, Jiang Xiaopi, could you tell us, what, what just happened?"
Jiang Xiao smiled. "I won."
"Uh..." He Huan swiftly regained his composure, and his train of thought finally returned. "Before the match, many experts analyzed the situation, and media outlets from around the world made their predictions. Most of them suggested that if the match ended within one minute, you should be the winner. What are your thoughts on that?"
Jiang Xiao nodded. "Expert predictions? Just look at them and leave it at that. Don't take them seriously. Star Warriors don't rely on data alone. This isn't a game. What matters isn't just the 'hard data,' nor merely physical data and Star Skill combinations. Many kinds of 'software facilities' have to be taken into consideration.
"I have a friend. I dare say that if she came here to compete and simply stood on this stage, the overwhelming majority of Star Warriors would be crushed by her aura, let alone have any combat ability."
"Huh?" He Huan was stunned for a moment. "With such a powerful friend, why didn't she come compete?"
Jiang Xiao raised his brows slightly. "Are you sure that's your third question?"
"No, no, no." He Huan shook his head repeatedly. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What's your evaluation of Tornado?"
Jiang Xiao grinned. "I have no evaluation of him. But here, I'd like to name Xia Yan."
As he spoke, Jiang Xiao grabbed the camera with one hand. His head, topped with a Little Buzz Cut, filled the entire frame. "Yan God, it's your turn."
Oh-ho?
He Huan's eyes lit up. Was Little Poisonous Milk provoking Yan God