Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"The poison circle in this bureau is very extreme, and there is still half of the sea area close to the south..."

In the commentary booth, a male and a female partner commentator are working hard to analyze the situation on the field for the audience.

Inside the arena, Lin Qiuran bit her lip, her heart fluctuated with the performance of SOD.

There were five games today, and now it's the second game.

Not long ago, the first game ended with HG's fifteen kills and eating chicken.

In the end, when there were only two professional teams left to fight head-on, SOD fell behind.

Although Lin Qiuran has no orthodox training, it can be seen from the entertainment experience alone that the failure of SOD is due to the problem of communication.

In the end, the four of them fought without any rules.

Lin Qiuran was a little surprised. According to the performance of the previous two days, they should not have made such a mistake today.

"SOD, the newcomer of the id old wolf, still has something. We all know that when transferring, it is very important to reach a high point for investigation. Although the last SOD and the chicken were missed, I have to say that the wave of strategy The transfer was done very well. There is no problem with the personal abilities of the four, it is a pity that they did not eat chicken."

The male host looked at the game screen of the second round, and couldn't help but talk about the situation of the previous round, which was enough to prove the excitement of the last round.

The commentary is definitely more professional than Lin Qiuran in analyzing the game. What he said just now undoubtedly deepened Lin Qiuran's doubts.

What the hell are they doing?

"It's the most critical wave again... Alas, SOD's horse monkey shochu has fallen, and now SOD has fallen into the predicament of not being able to supply medicines in time..."

There was another burst of regret in the commentary. Not long after his words fell, the game screen projected on the big screen in the venue showed HG eating chicken again.

"Congratulations to HG, the second game is successful. They have already grasped the match point, and the pressure is now on SOD's side..."

"The final data of this game has come out... How do I feel, HG didn't deal much effective damage..."

The commentary's words resounded in Lin Qiuran's ears, and she couldn't help but look for their eyes at the competition booth.

I saw Zhao Qichen's cynical eyes, and even looked at Lin Qiuran provocatively.

Where is the tension caused by the transfer of the match point?
Lin Qiuran was basically sure what kind of show they were going to do, and couldn't help giving Zhao Qichen a middle finger.

When Zhao Qichen saw it, the corners of his mouth enlarged a little bit.

"Boss, aren't we a little too inflated like this?"

Fatty sat on the chair, looked at Zhao Qichen's unhurried appearance, and asked timidly.

"What's wrong? Isn't there still three rounds?"

...It is true that there are three rounds, but they can't lose a game in the remaining three rounds.

"Mahou, from now on you don't need to be invisible, the last three will show them our strength."

After hearing this, Mahou nodded heavily.

In fact, in the last two games that they lost in a row, SOD did not have any medicine supplies when they were facing each other while shrinking the circle.

Their blood loss is basically due to being poisoned, not due to the attack from the opposite side.

This is why the commentary said that the effective damage value of HG is low.

This kind of weirdness that even the commentator and even Lin Qiuran can find, how could the opponent HG who actually experienced the game on the field not feel it...

HG lounge.

A rather immature-looking boy wearing black-rimmed glasses was sitting on the sofa with frowning eyebrows, not saying a word.

It should be an inspiring thing to get the match point first, but no one in the lounge showed a smile.

They felt that SOD didn't show their true strength in these two games.

It should even be said...they were played by SOD again.

"mungo, drink water."

The coach sat down next to the boy with black-rimmed glasses, and comforted him with a bottle of water.

This young man with black-rimmed glasses is the player whose id is mungo. He was sitting on the sofa without reaching out to catch the coach's water.

The coach sighed heavily, and put the mineral water in his hand on the coffee table.

They clapped their hands to attract the players' attention:
"Don't be discouraged. Even if the opponent has reservations, it doesn't mean that we don't have the power to fight. Don't be discouraged, the match point is in our hands. As long as we kill a few more non-professional teams in the early stage to develop, we can try our best to fight later."

Not only did the coach's words not play a positive guiding role, but it made the already depressed mood of several players even more frustrated.

Before the coach started the next round of tainted milk, the competition staff notified the players to go on the field.

"Don't be discouraged, you still have a chance, believe me..."

The coach shouted from behind, but no one was willing to turn around and give him a smile in response.

"Welcome back, this is the final scene of the PUBG Classic Tournament brought to you by Jiang Lin Mars..."

Following the familiar opening remarks of the commentary, the audience sitting in the auditorium of the stadium tensed again.

Lin Qiuran looked around the auditorium, but couldn't find Little Rainbow.

She told her on WeChat that she had been at the scene for the past few days, but Lin Qiuran hadn't seen them once.

As Xiaohong said, there is absolutely no organization that supports SOD here.

Lin Qiuran sighed, and finally decided to give up looking for peace of mind to watch the game.

"So far, ten teams have all landed. HG, who is temporarily leading, has come near City K, and SOD is also near City K... Is this going to be a jungler?"

"HG is developing steadily and is in a hot state. The first team has been eliminated. SOD has no head for the time being, but chooses to search for pictures to develop..."

"SOD... SOD is moving near City K! Did they misjudge the location of HG, or did they go to Tiger Mountain knowing that there are tigers?"

Lin Qiuran's heart was almost in his throat. Before the 5th minute of the game, HG had already eliminated the first team. Those non-professional teams basically went in other directions around the two professional teams. Zhao Qichen and the others casually licked two guns and accessories before rushing towards City K.

Express delivery?Even if you give it away, it's not fat at all, right? ?

Lin Qiuran secretly decided that no matter what the result of this elite competition was, she would beat Zhao Qichen up at the end of the competition.

It's just challenging the audience's mentality, okay?
"It's getting closer...HG will fall first!"

Logically speaking, the pace of the game should be slow in the first few 10 minutes of the game, but to everyone's surprise, SOD gave up the opportunity to annihilate the non-professional team first, and chose to directly confront HG by surprise.

"Looking at it this way, SOD's tactics in this game are very clear, and they are playing at a fast pace. However, their tactics are also very wise. If they choose to grab points first at this time, it is actually very unsafe..."

Explain that this wave is not over yet, in the blink of an eye, a kill prompt is displayed on the big screen.

"The entire HG team was wiped out! Isn't it a bit real that this game was fast..."