“30，29，28…… 4，3，2，1！ ”

As soon as the countdown ended, some packages appeared in the surrounding clearing, and the twelve figures moved almost at the same time.

Everyone locked the package they wanted to get in a very short time, and everyone ran towards their chosen target, each wanting to be the first to get their hands on the weapon inside.

"Damn, I'm a little unlucky." Ding Xiu's package contained only a pistol and a dagger, and other than that, it was an ordinary bulletproof vest.

He slung his backpack to his back and fled into the nearby woods. There was a gunshot behind him, and it was some guy who couldn't hold his breath and chose to fire at the nearby people as soon as he got his weapon.

Ding Xiu came to a tree, he took out a pistol and a dagger from his backpack and loaded them on his body, then threw the backpack under the roots of the tree, and deliberately exposed half of the bulletproof vest inside.

The area of this virtual battlefield is not large, the woods where Ding Xiu is hiding occupy two-thirds of its area, and there is more than one person hiding in it, no, just when he discarded his backpack and hid, another person also came nearby.

It was a strong black man with a tiger tattoo on his face, and Ding Xiu remembered his appearance, because before the countdown began, this strong man stood closest to him.

The strong black man chased after him all the way, and he had his eyes on Ding Xiu before snatching the weapon.

"Ha, do you really think Lao Tzu is a woman?" Ding Xiu was a little amused when he saw that the other party dared to follow him, but he was not careless because of this, but continued to stare at the other party to see the other party's next move.

The strong black man came to the tree where Ding Xiu had discarded his backpack, he looked at his surroundings vigilantly, and after finding nothing unusual, he picked up the backpack on the ground and began to rummage.

"What an inexperienced fool." Ding Xiu, who was hiding in the shadows, watched his every move, and when he saw the strong man turning out the bulletproof vest and putting it on his body, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "In this kind of chaotic environment, the bulletproof vest will only drag down the flexibility of the body, if the other party really has a chance to kill you, won't it aim at your head?" ”

Spit and complain, people still have to be killed. Ding Xiu aimed his pistol at the black man, but the guy seemed to be alert.

Just as Ding Xiu's gun was aimed at him, the black man quickly dodged behind the tree.

"Instinct is good, isn't it an ability?" Ding Xiu was slightly surprised, he was still complaining about the other party's inexperience just now, but now he has put away his contempt.

There are no idle people who can be selected for the semi-finals, Ding Xiu saw that the black strong man became alert for a moment, and knew that there was no chance now, so he had to put away his gun and burrow into the bushes.

The black man was lucky enough to have a modified version of the M4A1 carbine, an early version of which was favored by military police around the world. It is shorter in length than conventional assault rifles, lighter in weight, and has many parts that can be used with other firearms.

Luck helped him get good equipment at the start of the game, but after he set his sights on Ding Xiu, it was destined to run out.

The strong black man poked his head out from behind the tree, and he seemed to sense that the danger was gone.

Ding Xiu did not aim his gun at him again, but kept approaching him in a roundabout way.

Just when the black strong man left his hiding place and began to search for Ding Xiu in the forest, Ding Xiu had already come behind him.

"Are you looking for me?" It was a female voice that spoke.

The black man turned sharply and raised his gun to shoot at the young woman who had suddenly appeared, almost without hesitation.

The young woman is Ding Xiu's virtual character in the competition, although he has changed his appearance and body shape, his strength is completely copied.

The opponent's shot was very decisive, but Ding Xiu was blessed with the power of war paint, so he was better in terms of reaction.

Before the strong black man pulled the trigger, Ding Xiu had already reached out and grabbed the barrel of his gun and lifted it up sharply.

A shuttle bullet pierced through the branches of the trees and struck the sky, and the broken leaves fell like snowflakes.

Ding Xiu grabbed the barrel of the black man's gun and didn't let go, and his other hand held the fist he swung over. The black strong man pulled the trigger tightly, and the fire at the muzzle of the gun flickered, but it couldn't point to Ding Xiu's body.

Ding Xiu and him began to fight, and in the case that the weapon was inferior to the opponent, this method was undoubtedly the best choice.

The improved M4A1 carbine in the hands of the black strong man could only spit out tongues of fire in embarrassment, and due to Ding Xiu's change of tactics, it suddenly turned from a sharp weapon into useless scrap metal, and it was a burden to hold in his hand.

The black strong man shouted violently and smashed the gun at Ding Xiu, Ding Xiu dodged and gave way, and the strong man's gun smashed into the air.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ding Xiu punched him in the chest.

The seemingly thin fist slammed into the muscle-high bulge of the chest, where it visibly sank in. The black man snorted, took a few steps backwards, and the carbine in his hand fell to the ground.

"You're not Qiu Hui?" The black man asked, clutching his chest.

The name he was referring to belonged to the only girl among the twelve team members who made it to the second round.

Ding Xiu didn't reply to his words, but stepped forward with an arrow, and when his palm probed through his waist, there was a touch of cold light in his palm.

The strong black man noticed that Ding Xiu had taken out his dagger, and he also pulled out the knife from his waist. His knife was a short knife, but it was much longer than a dagger.

It is said that one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. The short blade of the black strong man will be revealed, and Ding Xiu's dagger will also hide murderous intentions.

The blades of the two collided in the air with a crisp "ding", and then the black strong man used his short knife to block the dagger that Ding Xiu had stabbed, and slashed it again.

Ding Xiu's dagger was not suitable for parrying, so he had to dodge sideways. The black man's short knife slashed in front of him, nearly slicing open his abdomen.

The distance between the tip of the blade and his body was actually within Ding Xiu's control, and he did not blindly distance himself from his opponent in dodging, but while dodging attacks, he tried to find opportunities to re-paste them.

The black man missed, and then the blade went up, and it went straight to Ding Xiu's throat. Ding Xiu's neck tilted back, avoiding the cold light on the tip of the knife.

Just as the opponent was rushing forward, Ding Xiu's upper body sank, and he found an opportunity to directly rush towards the black strong man, wanting to follow his momentum to grab and wrestle.

The strong black man seemed to see through Ding Xiu's plan, he suddenly retracted the momentum, turned around and came with a roundhouse kick.

This kick hit Ding Xiu's heart, Rao is he dodged quickly, and the other party's toes still left a mark on his clothes.

"It's not easy." Ding Xiu was secretly surprised.

He knew that there was a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in the academy, but what he heard on weekdays and what he experienced today were two completely different experiences.

"You're not Qiu Hui." The black strong man's eyes were full of vigilance when he looked at Ding Xiu, he confirmed this, and began to reassess Ding Xiu's strength in his heart.

"I'm Qiu Hui." Ding Xiu patted the ash on his clothes and said suddenly. Just as the black man's face showed a look of surprise, he pretended to kick the opponent in the stomach, kicked it in the air and suddenly stepped down, which was a feint, and then the dagger in his right hand slashed over.

The black man took a step back, dodging the kick that Ding Xiu didn't kick, and dodging the dagger that swung diagonally.

He waited for an opportunity to prepare for a counterattack, but he didn't expect that the dagger swung by Ding Xiu was still a feint, followed by a turning side kick.

The strong black man avoided the side kick in an extremely difficult position, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Ding Xiu suddenly squat, his legs swept towards his bottom like a long whip.

Turning over and kicking sideways and sweeping the legs, it was particularly rare for the black strong man to avoid the blow in front of him, and by the time Ding Xiu's back move followed, he was already at the end of the crossbow and could no longer dodge.

The black strong man was swept to the ground by Ding Xiu, and he was just about to turn over and get up, but Ding Xiu pounced on him and pressed him. Ding Xiu stabbed him hard with a dagger, and when the tip of the knife was about to pierce the opponent's head, his wrist was suddenly caught.

Ding Xiu forcibly pressed his wrist down, but the strong black man under him pressed his wrist with his hand desperately, preventing the blade from continuing to go down the slightest.

The two suddenly froze, their teeth clenched, and the green tendons on their necks burst out.

Beads of sweat appeared on Ding Xiu's forehead, and the black strong man's eyes were red.

A drop of sweat suddenly slipped from Ding Xiu's forehead, I don't know if Ding Xiu calculated it, it just dripped into the eyes of the black strong man when it fell.

The black strong man couldn't help but blink, and at the moment when he blinked, Ding Xiu felt that the hands he had parried his blade suddenly lost some of his strength.

Opportunities are often fleeting, and Ding Xiu didn't let it run away.

"Suffer death!" With a loud shout, the dagger in Ding Xiu's hand was finally pressed down, and the tip of the blade stabbed directly into the head of the black strong man.

The black strong man just blinked, and the next moment Ding Xiu's dagger killed him.

He's out.

"I hope you can understand that body armor will not save you in any situation." Ding Xiu threw the words at his corpse, then put away his knife and turned to leave.

Before leaving, Ding Xiu picked up the improved M4A1 carbine that the black strong man had dropped on the ground.

Battles erupt not only in the woods, but also in the virtual battlefields, and in other places from time to time fierce gunfire.

Some people are beginning to realize that the forest is safer than outside.

In the knockout round of this Smash Bros. mode, only those who survive to the end can get the final victory. It's not just about strength, it's about intelligence, and a little bit of luck.

Ding Xiu wasn't the smartest of the players, but he was definitely the most experienced in actual combat, so at the beginning of the battle, he chose to escape into the forest to avoid the chaos at the beginning.