The golden bullet rubbed against the air, and in an instant, it flew over a distance of more than 100 meters between the two.

Ding Yi's eyes stared at the picture in the scope without blinking.

Almost the next moment when the gunshots rang out, Medivan on the opposite cliff suddenly raised his head, and the green evil energy in his eyes was great.

With a 'bell~', the bullet of the sniper rifle was blocked by a green barrier.

"Damn!" Seeing this scene, Ding Yi knew that his action had failed.

Medivan, who had already passed out, woke up. Not only that, but he also easily blocked the sniper bullet with nearly three times the speed of sound.

That's nearly three times the speed of sound!

The distance between Ding Yi and Medivan is only a little more than 100 meters, and it only takes a little more than 0.1 seconds for the bullet to hit the target from the discharge. In such a short period of time, Medivan, who had fainted, actually blocked the bullet.

"Nima~!This is not scientific at all!" Ding Yi couldn't help but complain.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the screen of the live broadcast room.

"Ding Yi, get out of the way!"

"Be careful!"

"Get out of the way!"

A few exclamations had just sounded in Ding Yi's ears, and he didn't even know what was going on. The next moment, a wave of paralysis swept through Ding Yi's body. He just felt that his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

'Boom~'

A waist-thick thunderbolt raged through, and a charred black body was thrown high and fell heavily to the bottom of the canyon.

On the opposite cliff, Medivan, whose eyes were full of green light, raised one hand high, and the skin on his face was keratinized at that moment.

The next moment, he fell to the ground with a 'pop' and no more movement.

In the live broadcast room, everyone was stunned.

"The streamer isn't dead, is he?"

"Such a thick thunderbolt! I seem to see the anchor being electrocuted. ”

"Don't worry, everyone, have you forgotten last time?"

"Upstairs, you mean the fuse?"

"What fuse? Ask the old driver to solve his doubts!"

"It's the first world that the anchor went to, and the anchor was beaten up as an inhuman at that time, but he survived in the end. ”

"Yes! The live broadcast is still on, which means that the anchor is not dead. ”

"Even if you're not dead now, it's probably going to be soon, right?"

"Upstairs, you're looking for a cut!"

"Don't be blind, just wait quietly, the anchor will definitely be fine!"

On the screen of several small videos, several people who connected the videos with Ding Yi were also full of worry.

At this time, the blurred picture before the live broadcast room finally became clear.

"Look, there's a picture!"

"It's the anchor, it's so dark!"

"Nonsense, it's still black when you're struck by lightning. ”

"Why didn't the anchor move?

"Definitely passed out, maybe in shock. ”

"Anchor, hurry up!"

At this moment, on the earth in another time and space, thousands of viewers stared at the picture on the screen in front of them with wide eyes. They secretly prayed one by one, hoping that Ding Yi could wake up soon.

At this moment, no matter what reason they had in their hearts, everyone didn't want Ding Yi to fall.

"Anchor, I haven't won the prize yet, you don't want to die!"

In a simplely furnished room, an otaku with a packet of potato chips in one hand pushes the frame on the bridge of his nose and mutters involuntarily.

"This world, young man, shouldn't be your end!"

In a spacious and bright auditorium, the picture of Ding Yi's live broadcast room is playing on the big screen. Below are rows of straight soldiers, and an old man stands behind a podium, looking up at the picture on the big screen, secretly clenching his fists.

"Mom, Brother Ding Yi will be fine, right?"

In the simple living room, a mother and daughter sit on the sofa, looking at the computer screen on the coffee table in front of them. The eleven-year-old daughter raised her head and looked at her mother seriously with a small face and asked.

At this moment, thousands of people on the earth are cheering for Ding Yi.

At this moment, Ding Yi, who was lying in a pile of rubble, was scorched black all over his body, and his consciousness was confused and he couldn't find his direction.

I don't know how long it has been, but Ding Yi's muddy consciousness gradually felt a strong stimulus.

The irritation gradually became apparent, and eventually turned into an infinite pain.

"Uh~!" On a charred face, a bloodshot eye suddenly opened. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and the boundless pain occupied Ding Yi's entire mind.

He couldn't move, and it felt like his body was out of his control.

He couldn't speak, as if his vocal cords had been completely destroyed by the previous lightning strike.

The only eye that could be opened was a blurry green. It was the blood that gradually flowed from his forehead, and the green blood trickled into his eyes.

Vaguely, Ding Yi could see the screen on the upper right side of his line, but he couldn't see the barrage on it clearly, only that the barrage kept passing.

He couldn't hear a sound, and it felt as if his ears were missing.

"Are you going to die?"

"I'm so unwilling!"

Ding Yi didn't know what kind of bad state his body was, but even the worst state he could think of might not be comparable to his current situation.

He could feel that his life was gradually passing, and he could not achieve soul immortality, and once he lost this body, his soul would gradually dissipate.

"I... I haven't found a girl I like yet!"

I don't know if the lacrimal gland is damaged, Ding Yi feels that he should leave a few tears at this time. But in fact, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly with only the cracked face of his face.

Self-deprecating?

But Ding Yizheng is very unwilling!

Clearly... Obviously there is a chance to become a human being, and this should not be the end of his life!

"I'm not a fateful person!" Ding Yi felt as if he had a little more strength in his body, and he tried to move his neck to make his vision a little broader.

Just moving his neck, which was so simple that it couldn't be simpler, Ding Yi worked hard for a few minutes before moving a little.

But that was enough, and he saw hope of living.

It turned out that just over a meter in front of him to the left, an orc with a leg missing and a sword in his belly was lying there. Judging from his not shaky body, Ding Yi knew that he was not dead.

It's good if he doesn't die, if he dies, Ding Yike really won't have a chance!

"One meter away, I'm sure I can!"

The distance that can be easily crossed in half a step is like a moat at this moment.

Medivan's thunder and lightning almost destroyed all of Ding Yi's body functions, if it weren't for Ding Yi's special physique, he slightly devoured part of the thunderbolt's energy at the last moment. He was already a charred corpse by the moment.

Despite this, Ding Yi's state at the moment is not much better.

It was impossible to move a meter away and touch the orc.

But Ding Yi has a way.