Chapter 166: The Killing Race

Standing up at no point, holding a large plate of chicken, one step, two steps..., walked towards the location of the big tree.

And Chu Chi was still standing in place, holding a 98 sniper rifle on the ground, not moving like a pine!

The pro gamer Steel Egg pulled out a shock bomb from his backpack and threw it out.

Boom!

After the shock, the steel bullet flashed out.

Facing the two members of the team, Gundam knows that he can't beat him, but if he can replace one person, then he can at least score one more point for the team, which is the competitive spirit that a professional gamer should have.

The pitch-black barrel in his hand kept shaking, accompanied by a flickering fire.

Steel bullets knocked out no points with automatic rifles.

"Do you think I'm going to get you up?"

After being knocked down, just as Steel Egg was happily preparing to replenish the gun, the picture in front of him suddenly turned, and from then on, his emptiness turned a dull gray.

The steel bullet was in a box, and before the box was formed, he looked very fierce with strafing.

"Let's congratulate the team on winning the Peace Elite trophy in the first competition." Ye let out a congratulatory exclamation.

"This game of competition looks so fantastic, I just calculated, the time that Zero Mist stood around that tree, there are thirty minutes, sniping gods and fatalities, who will fight."

"Next, look forward to their next game."

The halftime break of the Special Invitational Tournament lasted 20 minutes.

And these 20 minutes are used to adjust the tactics of the whole team for the players to discuss the next way of playing.

It may seem long, but it's actually short.

For a team of pro-level players, it's clearly not enough. How to jump resource points, first of all, who is the target, these must be adjusted and planned accordingly, and after planning, it is also necessary to consider the strategy of improvising to unexpected situations, all in all, the process is very cumbersome, and the team coach is a headache.

And for the social-level and campus-level teams, it's a bit redundant, what tactics do you want, just start working directly, finish the game early, pack up your backpack and go home early.

The hot, fair-skinned and beautiful cheerleading girls took turns dancing on stage, passing the time waiting for the audience in front of the screen or the live audience.

Soon, the cheerleaders left the field.

The second game begins.

To the surprise of the audience, since the second game, the team and the team are no longer colliding with each other, they tacitly choose a team of professional players to jump, and after destroying the jump team, they will start to find teams along the route on the desert map to eliminate.

"Why do I have a feeling that they're competing to see who kills more?" The audience in front of the screen saw the story.

"Of the nine professional player teams, isn't there one that can compete with the team?" Pro gamer fans feel very uncomfortable to see their favorite professional team being beaten.

"Hopefully, the professional teams will be able to adjust their stance in the afternoon."

"Today's e-sports industry is no longer a place for professional gamers, but hell."

The morning race ends and the afternoon race begins.

The same is true for the third, fourth, and fifth races.

Each professional team was followed and jumped once, although some professional teams ran away after parachuting, but they were still chased and beaten by two teams, and the audience in front of the screen was embarrassed.

That's it, it's still a professional team, it's better to go home and wash and sleep early!

At the end of the five competitions, the whole audience was released, and Zero Mist from the team was known as the sniper god.

Standing without being knocked down once in five fights, he vividly illustrated to the audience what it means to be a man who truly stands tall.

Because of Zero Fog, the team was rewarded with 25 points for five Peace Elite Trophies, and the team naturally became the champion team of the Special Invitational Tournament, and was pleased to mention the five warm-up points for the World Series.

In the award acceptance session, Chu Chi smiled and left the contact information of Scorpion and Feng Ruo, which made Zhang Fan on the side look at it with an eyelid.

The Special Invitational Tournament can basically bring together the top masters of the professional circles of Shu City and the Western Theater, but Chu Chi has three thousand weak water, and only two scoops are taken, which is a bit excessive.

In the car to the Philharmonic Resort, Zhang Fan saw Chu Chi pick up the phone, which was for Scorpion.

"Hey, Brother Scorpion, are you free at night, let's have a meal together?"

"Well, okay, then I'll give you a micro address in a moment."

After finishing speaking, Chu Chi hung up the phone, and after sending the address through WeChat, he immediately lay in the passenger seat with his hands on his shoulders and looked satisfied.

"There aren't many people like scorpions these days."

Zhang Fan in the back row looked at Chu Chi with a surprised expression: "You asked someone out so quickly?" ”

"What's so fast about this, when you see a good seedling, you should start in advance." Chu Chi didn't think much about it and replied, "This is not my shooting club, it's going to come down, I have to find a few people to watch the end!" ”

"What about Feng Ruo?" Zhang Fan asked.

"He's been beaten so badly by us, he's probably being scolded by the coach, poor boy."

She didn't concentrate on driving, so she didn't listen carefully to the conversation between Chizi and Brother Fan, and what she was thinking about in her mind was the resort's roast mutton, so she was even less likely to pay attention.

Although the wildcat was listening carefully, he couldn't understand some words, and invited the team to dinner, which he understood, but the shooting club was a little puzzling.

Boss, do you want to open a shooting club, the real one?

On the car back to the club, there were six members of the team, four main players and two substitutes, all with their heads hanging and looking dejected.

Before they came this morning, their fighting spirit was like the scorching heat of the summer sun, so hot that there was no room for any water vapor, but now, they had turned into water vapor.

There is a green mountain building outside the mountain, and the stream in front of the door flows finely.

The appearance of clans and clans makes them realize what the real enemy is.

"It's okay, the team and the team, they are originally two unusual teams, you have already fought very well today, at least under their attack, you didn't choose to run away like other teams, and you didn't lose my face." I don't know how many game replays the team coach put down the tablet in his hand and said to his professional players with a smile.

"But coach, it's a fact that we lost, and although the posture of the loss is not ugly, we still lost." As the captain, Feng Ruo also wants to cheer up his teammates, but now he has no phosphorus himself.

Especially thinking of Zero Mist's ugly face on the podium, he secretly clenched his fists.

If you win the game, you win the game!

But what is it that you want to WeChat, and you still want to eat together, whether it depends on how you listen to your sniper skills when you eat.

"This is also my mistake, I have not asked you to do training for Zero Mist, because I think the professional teams in several other major regions have made a bit of a big deal in terms of teams, but now it seems that they are indeed more far-sighted than us."

on a city express.

"Boss, where are we really going to Zero Mist?"

As soon as he heard the title of the head, the express driver almost couldn't help laughing, brothers, what age is it now, it is still called the head, do you want to be like this, now the society raothe the head, all call the boss.

"Why don't you go, you can save a meal." The scorpion in the passenger seat asked rhetorically.

"Are we really just going to have a meal?"

The scorpion nodded admittedly: "I've been listening to the Philharmonic Resort, how is it, I can just go and relax now, play a game, it's actually more tiring than going to the battlefield." ”

The fast bus driver listened to the scorpion's conversation, and he didn't know whether to say a sentence or not.

Go to the battlefield and scare whom, if you want to ride in the Overlord car, you can try it.