"It can be seen that the players on both sides are more cautious in their choices. Lin Feng and Kim Junxiu both chose to be thrown off by the plane, so that it would not be easy to expose their skydiving positions. ”

"This picture...... I want to execute Lin Feng in public. When Lin Feng was famous with the M249, it was in the shooting range. In the shooting range, the two teams of QG and LFY were solved with unique tactics, which left a very deep impression on many players at that time. Unexpectedly, it was only a few weeks later, and the first SOLO Challenge was held in such a place. ”

Lin Feng looked at the map and frowned slightly.

He already felt that Kim Jun-so, and the boss of the DYF team behind him, must be planning to calculate himself. In that case, why did you choose the Shooting Range map?

Is Kim Jun-so confident enough to choose any map and win? If that's the case, why cancel the smoke. Play? After all, Lin Feng likes to jump the shooting range very much, and this matter is no secret in the eyes of many PUBG players. In the passerby bureau, Lin Feng often jumps to the shooting range in the live broadcast, and even Lin Feng can be directly named the king of the shooting range.

And this matter, it is impossible for the boss behind Kim Jun-so not to know.

"I don't even know who the other party is, it's really troublesome." Zhao Ming, who was thousands of miles away, lit a cigarette and sighed. He had already felt that maybe there was such a person who had been secretly controlling the domestic competition of the PUBG project. Perhaps his claws are far from reaching this level of the First Division, after all, from the beginning of the First Division, these professional players will never be at the mercy of a mere investor, and those First Division clubs will certainly not let an investor act recklessly.

Clubs that can reach the level of the first division are not trivial in terms of financial resources and strength, and the signing fee of a player is often a large amount, not to mention that an investor controls a club.

However, the teams in the second division are different, most of them are actually just accessories of the first-team team of a well-known club, and they have no impact on themselves, so they will try their best to meet the requirements and conditions of investors, anyway, and the attention of the league can't even touch the heel of the first division.

It's just that, after knowing the attention of the current second division, I don't know if these professional clubs will regret it.

"What do you think...... Can Lin Feng win? Ye Xintong clenched his fists. Her identity is a PUBG anchor, since she is an anchor, and she is a more technical-oriented anchor, Ye Xintong's level is even slightly stronger than most ordinary players. Because of this, Ye Xintong could see that there were many points in the rules of this game against Lin Feng.

Twenty heads...... There are actually quite a few of these heads. If there are only five or ten, maybe you have to rely on tactics a little, after all, it is normal to rely on yin people to get a few heads. But twenty heads, all they have to do is marksmanship. Lin Feng's marksmanship is already at the top in China, but Kim Junxiu ......

Ye Xintong is very strange, why has he never heard of a person who is so brilliant in marksmanship and body skills? A person with such skills should have been poached by the club on the KR side a long time ago, how could he succumb to being a player in the CN Second Division.

"Don't you wonder who this Kim Jun-so is?" Beside him, Zhao Ming's voice interrupted Ye Xintong's thoughts. Ye Xintong was stunned, and quickly turned his gaze to Zhao Ming.

"Cousin, you...... Know? ”

"No, I didn't know, but I just asked some friends over there to help me check it." Then, Zhao Ming sighed, closed his eyes and shook his head helplessly: "Sure enough, in the game of PUBG, it is impossible for someone with such strength to never have heard of it." He is much stronger than the average ordinary player, and even many of KR's top pros have fought against him in the passerby round, and many of them have lost to him because of the light enemy. ”

"What? Is he the king of passers-by in KR? But...... Why haven't I heard of it? Ye Xintong looked suspicious. Although it is true that some people have no interest in live broadcasting, such as Lin Feng, but there is no news circulating at all, isn't it a little too incredible?

"No, he's not just a passerby, he's the first generation of KR trainers. No, not only that, it can even be said that he should be the strongest booster in the world. ”

"Level up?" Ye Xintong was stunned: "However, even if it is a booster, it should be more famous, otherwise how can it be called the world's first?" ”

"KR is violating the law by leveling up, don't you know? If someone is sent to practice the account, there may even be a prison sentence, which is why the level of e-sports in KR has always been very high, in them, e-sports has always been highly professional, and even every ordinary player is included in it. ”

Ye Xintong nodded. Indeed, she had heard of KR Strike Hard Booster.

"By the way, there's another piece of news for you. It seems that rumors are rumored on KR's side that many professional players have asked Kim Jun-so to play as a substitute trainer. His name is even more famous than his ID. ”

"With such strength, why don't you go to the game? Isn't it more profitable? Moreover, there shouldn't be a single player who doesn't want to be famous, right? ”

"Because ......" Zhao Ming looked at the message sent to him by a friend from another country, shook his head self-deprecatingly, and said with a smile: "Because, his skills are ranked first in the world, but he has no sense of teamwork, doesn't trust his teammates, and doesn't like to use his brain." No matter what trouble he encountered, no matter how many teams he was surrounded by, all he would think about would always be how to break through with his own gun. ”

"So...... Isn't Lin Feng having no chance of winning......"

Zhao Ming did not reply.

Obviously, whether it is Ye Xintong or Zhao Ming, they actually know how difficult Lin Feng is to play in this game.

It's just that......

"Even so, I still believe in Lin Feng. He won't fight a battle that he doesn't know he has, so he must have his way. ”

Countless times to turn the tide is the true portrayal of Lin Feng. Like the epitome of a hero who saves the world, it is not the first time that Lin Feng has faced this kind of seemingly hopeless game. What's more, this game has just begun, and whether Lin Feng will really fall behind is actually still just an unknown.

"Bang."

The first head, the first blood.

Kim Jun-so snatched the first head. The reaction was too fast, and he shot directly without seeing the aiming action clearly, Lin Feng, come on! In the face of Jin Junxiu's suppression, Di Ran also unscrupulously biased his commentary towards Lin Feng, which is also what the audience at the scene wants to hear. The audience at the scene was basically domestic people, and what they wanted to see was Lin Feng slapping Jin Junxiu in the face.

However......

The second head, M24.

The third head, M24.

Fourth head...... Fifth ...... Sixth ......

Until the seventh head, Lin Feng hadn't even touched Jin Junxiu with a single shot, and Jin Junxiu almost suppressed Lin Feng with that brilliant M24.

7:0！ The head is over a third of the way!

"Why don't you exert your strength, I'm in a hurry!" Some of the audience members have even begun to stand up anxiously. Maybe their anxiety was more anxious than Lin Feng on the field, obviously they seemed to have a chance several times, why was Lin Feng killed without pulling out his gun?

"Nope." Off the field, a high-level player shook his head: "No chance. Squinting his eyes, this player with a higher level also cared about Lin Feng. However, the few shots of Kim Jun-so just now seemed to have no flaws, and if there was one word to describe it, perhaps only the word "perfect" remained. After firing several shots, he almost didn't use the mirror to aim, and he had already pulled the trigger at the same time as he opened the scope, taking Lin Feng away.

Seven times in a row, Lin Feng didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"Sure enough, this person named Kim Junxiu is definitely not an ordinary person. This instantaneous sniper technique,It is estimated that only the level of 17shou can do it.。 ”

"I'm really shocked, what kind of marksmanship is this? If it weren't for the offline competition, I would definitely suspect that he would be hanging! ”

"Why doesn't Lin Feng have any room to fight back? Someone else's M24 has a shuttle of bullets that are empty. ”

Seven bullets, killing Lin Feng seven times, sounded a little funny.

Soon, Lin Feng was resurrected for the eighth time. There are not many players on the scene who are looking forward to it at the moment, hoping to see Lin Feng turn defeat into victory, anyway, this is not the first time.

But how long? Looking at it now, Lin Feng is still in a state of suppression!

"Come on, Lin Shen!"

"Bang!"

With the prayers of countless spectators off the field, many people have begun to realize that something is wrong. But Lin Feng had already stood on the stage, and it was obviously too late to retreat now.

When the eighth M24 gunshot rang out, Lin Feng was killed for the eighth time, and the score came to 8:0.

"Another kill, this is the eighth, isn't it...... Hey! This is! ”

"Bang!"

Another gunshot, like an explosion, under Kim Jun-so's feet, a fragment hand. The thunder exploded, allowing Lin Feng to get the first head!

"Lin Feng got a kill! It's the hand of death. Thunder! Pretty! ”

Although the score only came to 1:8, the audience at the scene even shouted directly as if Lin Feng had already won.

There is a first, there is a second, 1:8, which is better than 0:8.

Kim Jun-so looked at the news of his killing with a bewildered expression, he didn't notice this fragment*, otherwise he would rather not shoot than would have stood on *. Because his goal is to keep a clean sheet against Lin Feng.

But this fragment hand. Thunder? When?