dissatisfied [e-sports]

On the third day of the semi-finals, the number of global live broadcast viewers broke a new high.

The enthusiasm of the audience was as enthusiastic as the sun shining high in the sky. Before the contestants entered the arena, the cheers and shouts continued one after another.

"It's really good, I also saw this kind of scene at the old American baseball game." Sun Tianjiao muttered a little proudly, then turned her face away, "You guys also drink less coffee, don't go to the toilet all the time .”

Xu Rui yawned: "I'm really sleepy."

Song Tang: "Me too. I was too excited after the competition yesterday. I couldn't fall asleep. I panicked. I will definitely sleep in the hotel all day after I finish today."

Sun Tianjiao: "That should be done in moderation."

At this moment, the audience was surrounded in the auditorium, and few people went to the fourth floor, so they took advantage of the leisure time to drink something in the morning light with the warm wind blowing.

An Xinghuo kept rubbing the coffee cup in his hand, biting the straw while rubbing it, and didn't drink it, just finding something to do for himself.

His hands and feet have been cold and his adrenaline has been soaring for a while, it doesn't matter whether he is drinking coffee or chili oil, his mind is full of the fact that he is about to play for Fu Haifeng.

An Xinghuo hesitated and said: "Brother Fu, have you rested? If your waist is fine, I..."

Before Fu Haifeng could speak, Yan Yibing suddenly said, "The list has been submitted."

An Xinghuo swallowed sharply, and after a long while, he thought about his words: "Because this is my first time playing in the World Championship, and I just came from the Aurora team not long ago, I..."

He felt uneasy about being lucky.

He used to think that being signed by the Aurora team was already awesome.

He was indeed a little arrogant at that time, and even felt that the great player was no better than him.

Ever since he provoked Yan Yibing and was brutally abused by Han Mo in an exhibition match, Ji Guang's teammates began to despise him and lose face.

He knew that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and he also knew that he was ashamed, but the situation did not improve.

The days when his teammates were excluded were a bit sad. He tried to participate in Zero's interview, but unexpectedly passed, and Sun Tianjiao officially signed him.

He jumped to a bigger platform, and the Ice God who had been provoked by him did not target him because of this, but instead guided his tactics from time to time and corrected his mistakes.

He felt that he had learned more in the few months at Zero than in the previous two years.

And this time, Sun Tianjiao took the initiative to inform him that she would participate in the World Championship as a substitute.

He didn't even think about having the chance to play, he just thought he was here to see the world.

As a result, there is now a chance to play.

He was both excited and terrified.

Yan Yibing turned his face to look at him, his apricot-core eyes were clear and bright, the end of his eyes were naturally folded and drooped slightly, and two locks of hair languidly brushed past his earlobes.

He said lightly: "I expect a lot from you, and you won't be in the second team all the time, play well."

An Xinghuo was stunned and didn't speak for a while.

He blinked blankly, as if Yan Yibing's words needed to be chewed and savored one by one.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes wide, with a brighter and brighter light in his eyes.

He looked at Yan Yi Bing, his face was full of admiration for idols, and joy at being affirmed by idols.

His lips trembled slightly. Although he restrained himself from turning up, he couldn't hide the appearance of a primary school student being praised by his head teacher.

At that moment, he felt that he could go through life and death for Yan Yibing.

An Xinghuo nodded heavily, clenched his fists tightly, his face turned red, and he swore in the most sincere voice: "Captain, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Yan Yibing pulled his lips slightly, with a smile on his lips, and drank the last sip of espresso: "Let's go."

The others also put down their paper cups one after another, adjusted their team uniforms, followed him, and went downstairs rubbing their wrists.

They walked up the stairs to the second floor, and when they reached the small platform at the junction of the second and third floors, they saw the teams entering the arena at the entrance of the second floor.

The small platform is blocked by glass with light yellow handrails.

Yan Yibing lay on the armrest, looking down.

The sunlight slanted down on his team uniform through the window, and the white clothes were covered with a layer of bright yellow light.

Han Mo was also in the team entering the arena.

He raised his head slightly, and glanced at Yan Yi Bing, who was lazily watching the excitement on the small platform.

Han Mo paused, changed direction, and walked towards Yan Yibing.

The small platform is not too high, and through the glass fence, one can clearly see Yan Yibing's straight and slender legs wrapped in the team uniform.

Han Mo raised his head and stretched out his hand towards him.

Yan Yibing's eyes trembled slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

He also stretched his arms down, and patted Han Mo's palm like a breeze blowing willows, and Han Mo tightly clenched his fingers.

Neither of them said anything.

After Han Mo entered the arena, Yan Yi Bing also stood up straight and went downstairs.

The final day of the semi-finals officially begins.

The local team Break obviously had the most advantage, their fans accounted for almost half of the venue.

The large screen connected by four semi-arcs also reflected the face of Break captain Gavy for the first time.

Gavy is checking the peripherals in an orderly manner. He heard that on some small websites, the odds of Break are so low that there is no need to bet.

Almost everyone felt that Break, who started out in full gear, would surely win the championship this time.

Obviously, some media exaggerated the strength of Break, and seriously underestimated the level of other foreign teams.

The first game, the west-central route.

Yan Yibing led people to jump into the wild area of ​​the airport, and only the European ONT team also came to the airport.

Yan Yibing: "I set up the gun, Xu Rui Songtang cleared the airport quickly, and Xiaoan went to control the vehicle."

The ONT team is a classic strong management team. They generally don't like conflicts with others in the early stage.

However, their tactics are too simple, and they have been thoroughly studied long ago.

Yan Yibing climbed up the elevated highway and found a place that was easy to hide. With the cooperation of Song Tang and Xu Rui, he took in the entire ONT team before shrinking the circle.

At this moment, An Xinghuo had already driven all the vehicles over.

Several people blew up a car at random, and then rushed out of the airport with a motorcycle and a jeep.

But at this moment, NNTC and Break had a fierce competition in P city.

Don't look at NNTC usually following Break to pretend to be a grandson, but they have a lot of eyes, and new tactics are never revealed in practice games.

Every practice match, NNTC was beaten to death by Break, but this time in P City, NNTC took away the three of Break in one go.

At that time, they themselves also suffered heavy losses.

"Oh, Kyle is the only one left in Break, good to hear." Xu Rui glanced at the kill notice and said something sarcastic.

But then--

【Prince-momo eliminated Zero-xurui with MG3 machine gun】

Xu Rui had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

"Fuck! They just picked up the airdrop, what a lucky fate!"

Yan Yibing's lips tensed, and then he chuckled, "Ready to pick up the guests!"

I thought I'd run into Prince, but I didn't expect it to happen so fast.

After Xu Rui was knocked down, Yan Yibing quickly found a bunker and hid himself.

Xu Rui said: "Hey captain, there are people in the 150-degree direction, Han Mo doesn't have auspicious clothes, right? It's a bit tricky to wear them."

Yan Yibing calmly changed the red dot sight.

With Xu Rui's fixed position, he doesn't need to open the mirror to see clearly, he only needs speed.

Yan Yibing turned sideways, opened the mirror and swiped.

【Zero-ICE knocked down Prince-chenzefeng with SKS sniper rifle】

Yan Yibing breathed out softly, "Song Tang, go around him, and Xiao An will cover you."

Chen Zefeng stomped his feet impatiently, and said angrily, "Ice God's eyes are so good!"

Han Mo raised the corners of his lips lightly: "Come here and I'll help you, Mo Bei drove the car over to use as a cover, Xiao Nuo pay attention, be careful not to be surrounded."

Song Tang: "Captain, there's the sound of a car! Are you here to break up a fight?"

Yan Yibing had already changed the cover, and said calmly after hearing the words: "No, this is because you don't want to give up on Chen Zefeng, sweep the car for me, and Song Tang went around to shoot a smoke bomb, they must have someone blocking you."

An Xinghuo: "Captain, I can't beat it alone!"

Yan Yibing: "What to shoot, use a grenade, just cover for Song Tang."

An Xinghuo understood quickly, and immediately threw a thunder near the sound of the car.

The grenade exploded, but did not damage the vehicle.

A jeep was aggressive and moving very fast, haunting the reverse slope.

Yan Yibing had already moved closer.

Han Mo had an auspicious suit, and he was worried that Han Mo would stay there to hold him up, so he ran very cautiously, and there was no sound from MG3.

Before Yan Yibing arrived, the jeep had already driven nearby and stopped Chen Zefeng.

Bang bang bullets hit the car body, raising a puff of smoke.

Seeing that it was too late, Yan Yibing threw a Molotov cocktail out, and when the Molotov cocktail was still in the air before it landed, he quickly raised the M4 and fired continuously, blowing up the Molotov cocktail.

The radiant flames fell towards the jeep like raindrops.

When Han Mo heard the gunshots, he hadn't sensed it well, so he gave up on Chen Zefeng, leaned behind a stone, and without any hesitation, returned a grenade in the direction where the Molotov cocktail was thrown.

Before Yan Yibing could wait for the jeep to explode, Han Mo shot Chen Zefeng cleanly, not letting Yan Yibing take away the head points.

In the next second, the jeep exploded, and sparks flooded Chen Zefeng's box.

Yan Yibing glanced at the killing information, gritted his teeth, and muttered, "The little bastard is getting harder and harder to deal with now."

Xiao Nuo: "It's dangerous! Fortunately, the head was not snatched by them."

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ice God is really... merciless."

If he had reacted slower and had thought of saving Chen Zefeng, he would have been blown up.

Xiao Nuo: "Captain, they really came to circle around!"

The smoke grenades spread out suddenly, covering a large area, and the bullets shot out from the pistol, barely brushing against Xiao Nuo's helmet several times.

Han Mo: "Have you left the gasoline tank?"

Xiao Nuo smiled: "I kept three. Fortunately, I carried this thing on my body. It would be even worse if it was given to Zefeng."

Han Mo: "Well, give the Ice God a gift in return."

As soon as the words fell, Han Mo and Xiao Nuo raised their guns and shot at the gasoline barrel at the same time.

The three gasoline barrels were blown up, and the flames ignited again. The Molotov cocktails and grenades that were thrown there exploded on contact with the fire. Song Tang was burned into a box before the oriole was behind.

Song Tang: "Day...what kind of family, picking up so many gasoline barrels?"

Yan Yibing stabilized his mind and took a deep breath.

He raised his eyes to look at the lap time, and said to An Xinghuo: "Slowly withdraw to my side, don't let people notice, don't stop the gunfire, don't let them have a chance to escape, we have a car."

Sure enough, under the intensive attack of Yan Yibing and An Xinghuo, Han Mo and Xiao Nuo had no time to run away.

The two teams have been grinding back and forth for a long time, and the vicious circle has already run over their heads.

No one could afford this wave of poison, so Yan Yibing drove the motorcycle neatly, took An Xinghuo with him, and rushed straight into the circle.

Prince's jeep has been blown up by them, and he must have no car now, and he will be eliminated by the drug circle in a while.

Thinking about how Han Mo was forced to be eliminated by the drug industry, Yan Yibing actually wanted to laugh.

The little beast must be depressed and aggrieved.

But his cold and sullen personality will never be shown.

At most, I would eat a few mouthfuls of food at night, or keep my face sullen, and force myself to practice eight hundred times, so as not to make the mistake of blowing up my car again.

But Yan Yibing soon stopped laughing.

The motorcycle tires crossed the hillside, and before they landed, a slight gunshot pierced An Xinghuo's broken third-level armor with precision.

【Prince-momo eliminated Zero-xinghuo with MG3 machine gun】

Yan Yibing: "..."

Although he rushed out of the vicious circle with a little blood, Han Mo took one more head of them, as if he didn't take advantage of it.

Yan Yibing was also very depressed.

But he will not wrong himself when he is depressed.

At most, he would take a bite on Han Mo's collarbone, leaving a mark on the little bastard who was ashamed to see people.