July 25.
Will Country, Bailin City, Olympic Stadium.
The 8-to-5 losers' bracket placement matches had been scheduled for the afternoon, while both winners' bracket advancement matches had been scheduled for the morning.
At exactly eight o'clock, amid applause and cheers, Jiang Xiao and the coaching staff entered.
Li Li announced loudly, "The eighth round of the World Cup individual competition is officially underway! Jiang Xiaopi has entered the field for his warm-up! The coaching staff behind him are carrying two huge bags of weapons.
"I wonder what kind of weapon Jiang Xiaopi will choose today to face Marda?"
Ye Xunyang guessed, "I think it should be greatswords—two greatswords, at that. Although Jiang Xiaopi is highly skilled with the Fang Tian Halberd, when facing Marda's short blades, Xiaopi would be better off using two blades to counter her."
Li Li said with a laugh, "No matter what weapon he uses, the confidence on Jiang Xiaopi's face is definitely not an act."
Hearing this, Ye Xunyang covered her mouth and chuckled. "Do you want to know what true confidence looks like?"
Li Li froze for a moment, then turned to Ye Xunyang. "Hmm? What do you mean?"
Ye Xunyang shrugged. "After yesterday's draw, Jiang Xiaopi posted something on Weibo. I wonder if you saw it."
"Haha, you mean this." Li Li immediately laughed. "Xunyang's right. If you want to know what true confidence is, just check Jiang Xiaopi's Weibo! This is no longer merely Jiang Xiaopi's personal confidence—it's the confidence of an entire nation!"
"Three words: See you in the finals!" Ye Xunyang said. "So far, the comments under Xiaopi's Weibo have exceeded 880,000. We can't count all the replies, but the vast majority of them consist of just three words: See you in the finals!"
Li Li sighed. "This is practically