Chapter 477 It's Time to Go Home! (3rd Update)

In the last game, the entire 4AM team killed a total of 29 people!

From that moment on, they seemed to have formed some kind of indissoluble bond with this mysterious number.

For example, in this game, in the data statistics of 4AM, the terrifying 29 kills behind the first-ranked Liu Zilang ID!

29 kills alone!

Remove the integer 20,

The decimal is still one more than Li Muqiu.

Under such a terrifying kill, how could the fans at the scene still cheer?

On the host commentary desk.

"It's really incredible. After watching all this, I know that Vic will definitely get a lot of kills in this game, but I didn't expect him to get so many out of the blue!"

"It's mainly because Alang took advantage of this game and had good luck. He stole a lot of kills from several teams. Otherwise, it's not so easy to get 29 kills in such a professional event."

"But anyway, if I remember correctly, in all the current PUBG offline events, there has not been such a terrifying record of 29 kills by an individual, right?"

"Well... I heard that a while ago in Europe and the United States After Satan switched to PUBG, he got more than 30 kills in an offline match. However, the scale of his match was naturally incomparable to our Asian match. It was said to be a league in a certain state in the United States. "

"Is there such a thing? Tsk tsk! It seems that the talents of these top legendary players are admired in any FPS game. "

"There should be no suspense about the points. If the points of this match are the first, it should still be 4AM. "

As soon as the voice of the commentary desk fell,

the director in the backstage also quickly gave the points ranking of each team in this match.

As soon as the results came out, everyone at the scene immediately showed an expression that was both expected and surprised.

On the big screen of the game, 4AM once again led the second place with a score of 890... Oh no! It was Se7en who won the first place,

a full 210 points!

Seeing this amazing data, many fans of Liu Zilang and 4AM at the scene suddenly burst into a deafening cheer!

"Tsk tsk! 4AM was able to complete a counterattack in points with the second place in this game, and we have to thank our event organizers for this time!"

"That's true. If the event organizers hadn't insisted on adopting a competition system that lowered the basic points of the chicken-eating ranking and increased the kill points, I'm afraid that in the second game, 4AM would at most be evenly matched with Se7en in points."

"Well, this also reflects from the side that our PUBG competition has developed to this day. Although it is still based on survival, it is no longer the kind of simple survival. Fighting and killing are the competitive competitions that our players need to experience, and it is also what our audience and commentators are happy to see."

In the aisle of the stage players' competition seats, cheers like a tsunami were heard.

When they went off the court to rest, Wei Shen and Aluka kept waving to the fans around them.

On the side, Liu Zilang lowered his head and walked in a depressed manner.

"What's wrong? You look a little uncomfortable." Aluka, who was walking beside him, pushed Liu Zilang's arm and asked.

Hearing Aluka's words, Wei Shen and Xiao Xingmu, who were walking beside him, also cast curious eyes.

Liu Zilang looked up at the audience seats around him, and said with a look of despair, "Usually, there are a lot of female fans in my live broadcast room, but why are there so many rough men on the scene? Why does Li Muqiu have so many female fans?"

"......" Three people.

Liu Zilang hugged his hands in front of his chest, raised his hand to rub his chin, and looked suspicious, "Are those people who usually cry in my live broadcast room all big X cute girls? Impossible?"

"What big X cute girl?"

Li Muqiu, who went back to the back to rest together, came over at some point.

Liu Zilang coughed dryly, turned his head and glanced at him, "Who said big X cute girl? Did you hear it wrong?"

It's better to lose the battle than the battle. At this time, he can't expose his background in front of Li Muqiu.

"Did I hear it wrong?" Li Muqiu was skeptical.

"Of course." Liu Zilang suddenly said seriously, "Look at you, you always think about the cute girl, how heartbroken your female fans will be if you know that!"

"......" Li Muqiu.

But he reacted quickly, and said with a smile, "I know, you are just jealous of my many female fans!"

"Haha, do I need to be jealous of you? The Asian killer with eight kills?" Liu Zilang glanced at him, "Besides, why don't you compete with Ze Shao in female fans?"

Hearing Liu Zilang's words, Li Muqiu opened his mouth to argue, but found that he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Because Liu Zilang's 29 kills in the last game can be said to have completely crushed him, even the fraction is one more than him.

In terms of female fans,

Shen Zeyan's "wives group" is not a joke,

The sentence "Shen Zeyan's women will never admit defeat" is enough to crush all of Li Muqiu's female fans at the scene...

At this time, looking at Liu Zilang's back as he walked away, Li Muqiu suddenly felt itchy!

Oh!

So angry!

......

After the second game,

the short break passed quickly.

After a while, the players from each team came back from the backstage.

After the first two games, all teams today basically knew their positions.

Some teams at the bottom of the rankings looked calm, and they obviously let go in the last game.

Royad's Kim Doo-hwan couldn't help but look at the direction of 4AM when he entered the venue.

After seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Kim Doo-hwan's face suddenly showed a trace of confusion before the last game after three days of competition!

It was like this three years ago...and it is still the same three years later?

Is it really impossible to break free from this curse?

No!

Thinking of this, Kim Doo-hwan suddenly lowered his head and clenched his teeth. He didn't want to experience such a thing again.

Miracles always come at the end!

Isn't it?

......

After the players of each team entered the venue, they debugged and confirmed the equipment again.

On the host commentary desk,

the three commentators were in place again.

After a brief introduction and review, all the players on the scene were almost ready.

"Okay, the last match of our Asian qualifiers will start soon. Which three teams will be able to qualify and represent Asia in the World Invitational to be held in California, USA? Let's wait and see!"

As soon as the commentator finished speaking,

the roar of an airplane engine suddenly sounded at the scene.

The screen lit up, and a flying plane appeared on the sea level in the distance.

"What do we say about this game?"

In the 4AM player seat, Aluka couldn't help asking after seeing the route.

Wei Shen took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's time to go home!"

The next moment, a red mark appeared right below the map!

There is the airport!

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