"Lin Feng, don't accept it!"

After Lin Feng agreed to Jin Junxiu's challenge, the rats and Thor on the side immediately wanted to stop Lin Feng. Although the words have been spoken, after all, this kind of appointment does not meet the rules of the league, and it is not counted. Just pretend nothing happened after the game.

Not only in the arena, but also outside the arena, some people felt that Lin Feng was a little not calm.

"It's too impulsive." Zhao Ming, who was thousands of miles away, shook his head, this kind of thing of mocking each other on the field was quite common in various games in previous years, but then it gradually became less. After all, this kind of thing is not a good thing for the project of e-sports, maybe players like to watch the excitement, but no matter which side loses, that player will inevitably be hit hard.

Because of the loss of the battle, the state of the back plummeted, which was not a rare thing in the past.

So, in later matches, some games even require everyone to chat off during the match. However, PUBG is not among them, because the Blue Hole Company and the organizing committee of the event believe that it is part of PUBG to open a microphone, and it is impossible to type anyway, and professional players from different countries cannot communicate. As for the use of war......

It's been nearly six or seven years, and the last time you openly provoked the other party in the game and asked for a fight?

"Don't accept it, Lin Feng......" Ye Xintong bit her lip lightly, and her expression revealed a hint of panic. Because she understands that once Lin Feng chooses to accept, then it means that Lin Feng can't afford to lose. Kim Jun-so is not a famous professional player in his own right, and his loss has no effect on him, and he can't represent the professional players of KR. But Lin Feng is different, Lin Feng's position at the moment is like representing all the professional players of CN.

If Lin Feng loses, he will definitely be criticized by countless players. And Jin Junxiu loses, but there will be no price, which is unfair to Lin Feng.

Moreover, Jin Junxiu has obviously understood that he is stronger than Lin Feng in terms of strength. It is really unacceptable to use one's own strengths and control one's shortcomings.

"What, are you worried about him?" Zhao Ming glanced at his cousin behind him, and looked at Ye Xintong's panicked face: "Xintong, didn't you say that you believe him?" ”

"But......" Ye Xintong was a little nervous and speechless. Because she understands that even if the TPP model championship is handed over to the DYF team, it will actually have no substantial impact on M249, after all, this so-called "champion" is just a gimmick, and in terms of gold content, it is not even as useful as PDL's MVP trophy, so there is still money to get the MVP trophy. And this TPP model champion will not even be awarded for it, and naturally no one will admit this thing.

However, if the two of them really go head-to-head, then the pressure that Lin Feng has to bear is far from being comparable to that of Jin Junxiu. This is an already unfair duel, if he accepts it, Lin Feng will only have one way to win. Once defeated, what awaits him will be the hatred of CN players.

And now, as long as Lin Feng doesn't continue to respond, then Ye Xintong can inform the M249 team in the name of the team leader that Lin Feng is not allowed to make an appointment to fight privately. As long as Lin Feng is silent, as long as he realizes the seriousness of the situation, as long as he retains a little bit of sanity......

"Brother Feng, don't accept it...... It's a trap ......" Lu Hao looked at Lin Feng beside him, looking at this Lin Feng, who was also a teacher and friend. Even if he is not deeply involved in the circle of e-sports, he can see that this is Kim Junso's trap. Jin Junxiu's marksmanship Lu Hao has already been taught, and his amazing gun-pulling skills may even be inferior to Liu Fei. Lin Feng once said that in terms of just guns, he played four or six more shots than Liu Fei.

And now this box that fell to the ground, this Kim Jun-so......

He is the one who beat Liu Fei without leaving a piece of armor.

"That's right. Lin Feng, this guy is clearly going to eat you. Why be honest with him? ”

"Such an appointment does not comply with the regulations of the CN E-sports Association, and it is estimated that the organizing committee will not agree."

In the voice, Lin Feng was unanimously advised not to accept it. According to Lin Feng's usual reason, he would never fight a battle that he was not sure of. And this battle has obviously been calculated. As Ye Xintong envisioned, as long as Lin Feng stopped talking and turned a blind eye to Jin Junxiu's provocation, then he could announce in the name of the team that Lin Feng's private engagement was forbidden.

However, once Lin Feng responded, once Lin Feng said something to Kim Junxiu next. Then next, even if the announcement is made in the name of the team, it will no longer help, but will be regarded by players as a manifestation of Lin Feng's intimidation. After all, "team announcements" may sound like they're issued by the team, but this type is more often just a player with the hands of the club.

"Oh, that's what you said. Let's just wait for a little bit of the SOLO game, and change the SOLO to SOLO between the two of us, what do you think? ”

The SOLO game in Kim Jun-so's mouth refers to the fifth entertainment game after the four official games every week, and there are no points, so players basically don't care much about it, and even many people have already started to leave the game after the fifth game, because this kind of entertainment game will not be taken seriously by either players or players, and it doesn't explain anything. A lot of the time, it's even more boring than a four-person team.

In the headset, the advice and dissuasion of his teammates came. But Lin Feng just lowered his head and shook his head lightly. It didn't take long for him to give Kim Junsu an answer in his already jerky English.

"No Problem."

This is perhaps the only word Kim Jun-so can understand.

"Well, that's what you said, and I don't want you to be cowardly. After all, you are the face of the second division, and the previous strong teams were not defeated by each of you? When I came to China before, I heard a lot of your rumors. ”

"Don't talk about the past. You lost, to CN players all over the world, apologize for your previous remarks, no problem. ”

"Good. But only if you can beat me. ”

The scene was in an uproar. It didn't take long for a round of applause to slowly erupt, from a corner to an entire area, and the applause was thunderous.

However, those professional players who knew a lot about PUBG, or high-scoring passers-by, secretly pinched a cold sweat for Lin Feng.

This kind of thankless thing, once accepted, then the only way left for Lin Feng is to win, and he must win. But even so, anyone who has an understanding of PUBG knows that Lin Feng is actually not a sure winner.

It can even be said that any top player in China, even if the strength is stronger than Jin Junxiu, but it is definitely not to the point where 100% victory can be guaranteed, because those professional players in China have not trained heads-up in a targeted manner, their training is more for team training, in the game of PUBG, personal strength is important, but for those strong teams that have won the top of the world, personal strength is an ethereal thing.

Kim Jun-so laughed when he heard Lin Feng's voice of agreement. The laughter seemed to be mixed with many emotions that others couldn't hear, but at least, Kim Junxiu's eyes had revealed his purpose clearly.

In the end, the M249 team still did not finish first in the second game of the third week of the PDL Development League. In the last finals, he was caught off guard by the foreign aid of the QG team, the Swedish player Meruwa. However, although Meluwa's performance was outstanding, it did not leave too deep an impression on Lin Feng, because in this one, the M249 team had already scored enough points.

Right now, the gap between them and Team DYF is 78 points. This score may seem hopeless, but at least there is hope.

And then there will be a period of rest halfway, and Lin Feng also wants to take advantage of this time to take a good rest. The director team did not inform himself, and it seems that the interview between the second and third scenes should not be on his own.

Lying on the gaming chair, I have to say that this kind of gaming chair that can stretch the backrest back to close to 180 degrees is really comfortable to lie down. Lin Feng just lay quietly, letting every inch of his nerves rest to the extreme. Because next, they still need to chase 78 points. What's more, before that, they have to kill Kim Jun-so before they score at least 39 points in each game.

This sounds like a pretty desperate spread. However, the probability is extremely small, but it is not equal to zero.

"Ding-dong."

A crisp chime sounded in the headphones. In order to prevent interference from the outside world, PUBG's offline matches are basically held on the intranet, which is also to prevent the recurrence of the 8-hour battle of the century caused by a power outage in a certain game due to a power outage. At least on this stage, the game will not stop as long as there is no power or internet connection, and as long as there is no disaster such as an earthquake or fire, which may even threaten the lives of players and players.

In this intranet, there is naturally a software for the director team to communicate with the players, which generally pops up in the lower right corner, which will prompt the current points and rankings of each team, as well as the next schedule. The reason why Lin Feng knew that he would not be the person being interviewed was also because the director team did not inform Lin Feng in advance through this prompt.

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes and gently rubbed his eyes. After a break of nearly 30 minutes halfway, Lin Feng even planned to take a nap for a while with these 30 minutes, it seemed that he had no time to take a break now. Or did you actually sleep before?

When Lin Feng opened his eyes, that hint almost made him sit up.

Entertainment match, ahead of schedule.