Chapter 2342 The First Character to Die (Please Subscribe, Please Recommend)

But they are still Zhou Zekai!

Whenever the Samsara team was stuck in a stalemate, at a disadvantage, or even in an unpredictable chaos, their captain Zhou Zekai would stand up and use his gorgeous skills and strong playing style to lead the Samsara team out of the predicament.

Reversing the situation and establishing victory seems to have become a pattern for Samsara after falling into trouble.

But it was precisely because of this that at this moment, countless eyes were staring at Zhou Zekai's shot, both inside and outside the arena. All the Samsara fans inside and outside the arena were expecting their captain to explode at this moment.

The Happy players on the field were paying attention to this annoying God at all times. Even Tang Yin and Tang Rou, who were already far away from him, were no exception. But among them, one of them had his eyes completely focused on him. It was no exaggeration to say that his vision was completely focused on him. It could be said that at this time, his vision could no longer accommodate anything else.

An Wenyi.

He didn't know that Qiao Yifan relied on his operation to block the two pursuers who had successfully entered the reincarnation cycle.

He didn't know that Tang Yin and Tang Rou had stopped moving and started to join forces to launch a brutal attack on Xiao Ge Ziruo.

He still didn't know that Ye Xiu was already attacking Jiang Botao from Samsara, and supporting his teammates from time to time.

He didn't even know how much health his character Xiaoshoubingleng had left, so naturally he wouldn't care how much health Zhou Zekai had left.

Now all he could see was the figure and movement of Yi Qianyun, and the two gun muzzles in his hands.

Left? Right? Back? Jump?

An Wenyi's eyes were fixed on Yiqiang Chuanyun's two revolvers, and he operated his character as the muzzles of the two guns moved. He was indeed a rookie player recognized by the professional circle as having the most obvious shortcomings. But at this moment, he was actually guarding against the top-notch top player in this profession.

Why should he?

To be honest, let alone other people, even An Wenyi himself didn't know why he did this. If he had to say one thing, it might be a simple belief, a belief that Zhou Zekai couldn't get rid of him no matter what, a belief that he had to win this game.

champion!

Professional league champion.

To be honest, if this kind of thing happened a year or two ago, it would have been something that An Wenyi would not even think about at the time. After all, the two things are not on the same level.

After all, he was just an ordinary player in the online game at the beginning, and even just a priest who didn't even join the core team. He was just one of the millions of ordinary Glory players.

He was like a normal Honor of Kings player. He liked the priest profession, so he played a priest. Because he liked priests, he admired Zhang Xinjie, the vice captain of Tyranny, the first priest in Honor of Kings. Finally, he fell in love with Tyranny, a veteran team. So he chose Tyranny among the Honor of Kings guilds. Finally, he became one of the fixed healers of Tyranny's second team.

This achievement is indeed a very good start for ordinary Glory players. After all, although An Wenyi did not enter the most elite group, he was not the first healer of Tyranny. But since he became the regular healer of the club guild, this alone made him an elite among ordinary players.

But if these elite players were placed in the club's training camp, they would not even be considered elite. However, as one of the elite groups in the guild, their team was led by the president himself. This was the highest level that An Wenyi could reach at that time.

What about now? In less than two years, he is now standing on the court. He is now competing with people who were not in the same league as him in the past and were called gods by them. He is even competing with his most admired idol Zhang Xinjie, and he clasped his hands before and after the game. And now it is even more terrifying, because he is now fighting for the highest honor of Glory, the championship.

What if there are shortcomings? As long as we can win the championship, none of this matters.

Fight hard, hold on, and entangle!

To put it bluntly, An Wenyi now is like a dog-skin plaster, stuck on the muzzle of a gun that is firing at the target, blocking Zhou Zekai's vision.

Come on, keep going!

Now he had forgotten everything, with only one thought in his mind. Even when his character had only one drop of blood left, he did not hesitate at all. Because they could not see it at all. Even now, he stood in front of Zhou Zekai's gun without any hesitation, just like any other moment before.

Bang!

That was the last gunshot An Wenyi heard in this game. The next thing he heard was a dizzying spin, and he watched a figure flash past his field of vision and disappear completely from his sight.

Can't let him pass!

Even at this time, this was still the only thought in An Wenyi's mind, and he was still trying hard to control this direct role, as if he wanted the character to grab the corner of Zhou Zekai's clothes.

Caught!

Looking at the character's fingers that had touched the corner of Zhou Zekai's clothes, An Wenyi subconsciously felt happy, because in his mind he still thought that he had succeeded again and stopped Zhou Zekai again.

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But the fact is that his hand did not move at all. He could only watch the gun piercing the cloud and the foot disappear from his sight, while the hand was still stretched forward, as if it was still trying to grab something...

It was then that An Wenyi discovered that his vision had turned grayish-white, representing death.

it's over……

His little hand was cold and fell down completely at this moment, becoming the first team battle character to die in this finals. This also meant that An Wenyi's finals had come to an end, and his journey this season had completely ended. As for the final result of this game, it was no longer something he could dominate and influence.

But the results of everything he did before still remained on the field. But now An Wenyi didn't care about it at all. Until now, the thought in his mind was still: "Why didn't I catch that corner of the clothes?"

Xingxin's healer died!

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