In five minutes, SOD annihilated the entire HG team.

If you put aside the remaining non-professional teams, this should be breaking the record for the shortest match end in PUBG.

After the HG four people formed a box, everything else was like a cloud of peers.

Because HG quit the game too quickly, when the rest of the professions and non-professions faced off, the commentary seat was in a state of aphasia for a while.

There's nothing to say, it's completely unilateral crushing, referred to as abuse.

The game was over in less than 20 minutes, and the final result was 26 kills for SOD.

Zhao Qichen stretched his waist and snapped his fingers at Xiaopang.

"How's that, isn't it cool?"

Little Fat Eyes already had a feeling of killing red, he looked at the final number of heads of the team, and couldn't help but shout:

"Cool!"

At the beginning of the game, there were ten teams with four players each, so they wiped out more than half of the teams in one team.

Can you not be upset?

Zhao Qichen hooked the corners of his mouth and said unhurriedly:

"It's more enjoyable than beating them to death with a stick, so that they can fly into the sky first and then let them fall hard. The game has just begun......"

The trio looked at Zhao Qichen's evil smile and couldn't help but feel sympathy for their opponent again.

I finally understood what Zhao Qichen meant by "arrangement" yesterday......

After the battle just now, HG, which was originally lifeless, now has completely reached a freezing point in the team.

The coach watched from the sidelines and silently chose to keep his mouth shut.

I just said that the poisonous milk let them develop steadily in the early stage, but they were actively approached by the other side and wiped out.

So shut up and don't say anything, it's safer to not poison the milk.

Mungo sat on the couch and reminisced about the past few days.

The deepest impression is the sniper position of SOD, the opponent whose id is called sunshine.

If he could, he would even like to see him after the game.

Look at what kind of existence is behind his fierce marksmanship.

There was only a ten-minute half-time break in each game, and they had a little more rest because HG came off early.

Even so, their mentality of collapsing is still collapsing.

At the beginning of the fourth game, although they tried their best to distance themselves from SOD, they were still annihilated in one fell swoop when there were still non-professional teams left on the court.

However, it is better than the previous game, and the game is about ten minutes old, which has already pulled twice as long as the previous game.

There was an uproar in the audience, and both HG and Mars fans couldn't sit still.

Originally, HG got the match point and should have ended the game neatly to win the championship of this elite tournament, but why didn't all this go according to the script they envisioned?

Although the first two SODs lost, their data was there, and the damage was enough.

HG not only lost two games in a row to tie the score for SOD, but also lost very ugly.

In addition to the fans who kept complaining at the scene, there was also a war on Weibo.

The more sensible and sharp-eyed people all said that SOD was playing in the first two games, and it was only at the beginning of the third game that they played at a real level.

Some bartenders knew that they had no way to find fault with the strength of the players' teams, and even began to criticize the competition system.

"There are so many non-professional teams, what can this kind of gold game mean?"

But there are also a group of e-sports fans who look at the results and speak, silently po under this comment in addition to the screenshots of the third and fourth games, and attach the text:

"But before they killed a non-professional, they wiped out the whole HG team......"

Honest comments like this have received praise from all sides.

There is also a pop out of the results of the 6th National PUBG, and the results of HG on the chart are also ranked behind SOD.

Even some betting dogs have their own odds charts.

Bought HG won the third game and then lost the bottom up.

The war on social platforms is constantly seesawing, but the most important thing is the final game.

After four games, the two teams won two games, but because SOD's data was better, the points were slightly higher than HG's, and they had a slight advantage.

Even so, Lin Qiuran still hopes that they can fight more steadily.

Just when Lin Qiuran was thinking wildly, a familiar voice came from the back of the audience:

"Come on SOD, come on sunshine!"

In the huge venue, mixed with the noisy conversations of countless people, the cheering voices of several people seemed so weak and weak.

Following the direction of the sound source, Lin Qiuran saw a small rainbow.

She was holding a SOD support card in her hand and a support head smashed with "sunshine" printed on her forehead.

Standing there like her, there are many familiar faces, all of whom are fans who stood up to help Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran in a moment of crisis last time.

Lin Qiuran was moved in his heart, immediately stood up, and shouted loudly:

"SOD, come on!"

Some of the people around Lin Qiuran cast strange looks, and some even felt that her actions affected their normal viewing.

Unexpectedly, after Lin Qiuran shouted the cheer, a dotted crowd suddenly stood up in the crowd, and they all imitated Lin Qiuran's actions and shouted loudly:

"SOD come on!"

"The fans of SOD in the audience are amazing......"

The commentary couldn't help but ridicule.

It turned out that SOD didn't have fans, but that this group of fans didn't find an organization, so they quieted down and chose to cheer for the players silently.

Lin Qiuran looked at Zhao Qichen and their eyes, and they were a little more eager.

……

In the last game, HG also chose to make a desperate bet, and they came up and began to imitate the routine of SOD in the third game, and after picking up the gun, they were ready to go directly to SOD.

"Yo, you haven't died yet......"

The horse monkey looked at the opposite team with an axe, and used his own routine to deal with himself, and raised his eyebrows in some surprise.

"It's not bad, I know how to fight back, and I'm a little aggressive."

Zhao Qichen gave an evaluation unhurriedly, and when he said this, he had just completed the extermination of a team of non-professionals.

"SOD has now turned on the play mode, and there is no frontal battlefield with HG when pulling the gun and closing the line......"

Even the commentator can't help but want to complain about SOD's uneven routines.

"HG is going to choose to sell one person and three people to ascend to heaven...... SOD didn't hit the trick, and HG lost an assault position in vain. ”

At this point in the game, even the commentary can't help but tilt the balance of victory on the side of SOD.

Under great pressure, HG also lost a general.

Just when SOD thought that the game was basically over, there was a ridiculous scene.

After falling to the ground in a sudden attack, he was killed by the old wolf, and the opposite side saw that he was at a disadvantage and was about to slip away, but he was met by an amateur from behind.

I don't know if this pair wants to break the jar or if the original intention is to do HG, so just got up.

As a result, HG successfully lost two more generals, leaving only the assault position mungo alive.

"I still want to model our routines, this is the end of many unrighteous acts."

Chubby couldn't help but laugh.