On the day after the semifinals, as the results of the matches reached their climax, online comments began to polarize.
【ICE is awesome! Zero is awesome, I said it first! Gods will always be gods!】
【Hahaha, Zero fans are feeling triumphant. I was so aggrieved by you scolding them so much during the group stage, but guess what? They’re first in the semifinals!】
【Drinking, but with some peanuts? Isn’t Break in first place?】
【Zero and Break have the same points, so what’s the problem with saying Zero is first?】
【Honestly, if Susan hadn’t been constantly hindering Break, could Zero have won the last round? If ICE doesn’t win, they’ll be third, thank you.】
【If, if, if your mom hadn’t given birth to you, you wouldn’t be here showing off your IQ on the forums.】
【Haha, thanks for your filial piety. With Susan out of the finals, let’s see if your team can make it to the top three.】
【It’s ridiculous, all Chinese people yet there are still those hyping up Break?】
【It’s just a fact, Break is strong, and this isn’t even the Olympics, why bring up nationalism?】
【Victory and defeat are influenced by multiple factors, so what if Susan is targeting Break? Does it affect your family’s rice supply?】
【Susan is amazing, beating down those scumbags.】
【Let’s talk about the match, why bring up character? Susan is dragging Gavy down, Zero is not as good as Break, what’s wrong with that? As if the lineup for the East Asia Championships was any good, and they had to find a new member now, well, ha.】
【Alright, if Zero wins the finals, will you kneel down and apologize?】
【Do you even believe what you’re saying? If Zero wins, I’ll bow down and call you father, I’ll post it as proof.】
Yan Yibing wasn’t affected in the slightest by the online comments.
On the second day of rest, he and the coach reviewed the semifinals together, devising new tactics against Break’s strategy.
Yan Yibing: “From the performance in the semifinals, it’s clear that Susan’s skill level was severely underestimated. Her marksmanship is absolutely strong, and it can be said that she was controlling the entire backline of Break. With Susan’s support, Gavy and the others could play aggressively without worry. Now that they’ve lost this support, it’s actually the best breakthrough for us.”
Coach: “Exactly, when facing them, we need to control the angles more and disrupt their rhythm. But whether we can encounter them, when we’ll encounter them, and how many of us will be left when we do, it’s hard to say. The competition is constantly changing, so everyone needs to be prepared.”
After the coach finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room.
Sun Tianjiao jumped in to liven up the atmosphere: “Alright, alright, why are you thinking so much? We were able to secure first place in the semifinals, so why not in the finals?”
Yan Yibing lazily propped up his arm on the pillow, nonchalantly saying, “That is, besides Break, we can’t guarantee victory against other strong teams either.” Sun Tianjiao: “…Can’t you say something positive at a time like this?”
After two days of rest, the finals officially began.
The stage completely changed its appearance, from the original crimson to orange-gold. Before the competition started, an opening segment was played as usual. The dazzling golden light shimmered in the venue, blinding everyone, and the rhythmic BGM instantly drowned out any other noise in the arena, ringing in people’s ears.
This time, no players were casually chatting in the lounge. Everyone entered a state of focus, their behaviors unusually eccentric and stubborn.
Yu Yan squatted by the window, frequently calling Ding Luo.
In fact, there wasn’t much to talk about. He would frown and hang up after a few words. After a few seconds, he would call again, repeating this cycle. Perhaps only Ding Luo could tolerate him.
Chen Chi crossed his legs, quietly lowering his head to pick at his fingers, focusing intently, as if he was determined to devise some finger-picking tactic.
After picking at one finger, he looked up and examined it under the light for a moment. Feeling it wasn’t perfect enough, he switched to picking at another finger.
Han Mo closed his eyes, silently leaning back in his chair, motionless. It seemed like he was either meditating or contemplating something.
The sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling glass onto his profile, his eyelids unmoving, only the occasional flicker of light on the tips of his eyelashes.
His composure didn’t seem fitting for a twenty-year-old youth.
Yan Yibing, on the other hand, was leisurely peeling an orange.
He wasn’t necessarily peeling it to eat, just looking for something meticulous to do to calm his mind.
But perhaps he wasn’t as meticulous, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t peel the orange as perfectly as Han Mo.
Xu Rui and An Xinghuo sat dumbfoundedly beside him, helping to eat the peeled oranges, eating them in an overwhelming mess.
Not only were the players nervous and anxious, but the team manager was also equally anxious.
They weren’t in the players’ lounge, but their anxiety was just as disruptive.
Ding Jun was cheering and shouting along with the fans in the back row. He didn’t really know what they were shouting, as there were English, Spanish, Japanese, Korean, French, and German among other languages.
Ding Jun couldn’t understand most of it, but it didn’t stop his fiery enthusiasm.
Audience: “Gavy will win, you are the best!”
Ding Jun: “Sichuan pickles are the best in the world! Firecracker chicken is no match for peppercorn chicken!”
Audience: “Navi， du bist der Gott für immer!Ich liebe dich!”(Navi, you are forever the god! I love you!)
Ding Jun: “When eating grapes, don’t spit out the skin, Xinjiang grapes are the best!”
Audience: “RCA， vous allez gagner!C\’est votre maison aujourd\’hui!”(RCA, you will win! This is your home today!)
Ding Jun: “Walking the Great Wall for thousands of miles is not as good as eating braised eggs at home! I’m supporting the X Baba!”
…
Sun Tianjiao, a nostalgic enthusiast, was carefully taking care of the internet penguin he had raised for over ten years.
Take a bath, have a meal, read a book, have a meal, play a game, have a meal, chat with friends, have a meal.
【System Prompt: Due to overfeeding, your ‘Wealthy Goose’ baby has died from overeating. Do you want to use a Revival Pill to resurrect it?】
Sun Tianjiao’s heart shattered.
He quickly clicked yes.
【System Prompt: You don’t have enough Revival Pills. Would you like to purchase one for 400 coins?】
Sun Tianjiao clicked yes, yes, yes quickly.
【System Prompt: Your balance is insufficient. Please recharge before purchasing. Please select a recharge method.】
Sun Tianjiao’s fingers moved even faster, clicking no, no, no.
Coincidentally, the gold master, Bianshu, sends a message of condolence.
Bian Shu: “You’re starting the finals today, right? Good luck.”
Sun Tianjiao, who had become rich overnight, replied sadly: “Yes, but just now my son died of overeating QAQ.”
Bian Shu: “?”
Little Jiaojiao, who had become rich overnight: “Mahua Teng took my son’s life and now wants me to recharge to revive him. The face of capitalism is truly ugly, tsk tsk.”
As a fellow capitalist, Bian Shu: “…”
Little Jiaojiao, who had become rich overnight: “I’ve said too much. Thanks, President Bian. We’ll do our best. Let me mourn alone for now.”
Bian Shu: “What son? How much do you need to revive him?”
Little Jiaojiao, who had become rich overnight: “400 coins.”
【Bian Shu transferred 400 yuan to you.】
Little Jiaojiao, who had become rich overnight: “??? Hahaha, it’s 400 gold coins, actually only 4 yuan. It’s not that I’m broke, I just don’t want to bind a card, it’s not worth it. Nowadays, fewer and fewer people are playing with pets.”
Bian Shu: “Well, I don’t really understand these thing, never played it. Take it to revive your pet, consider it as if we’re raising it together.”
Little Jiaojiao, who had become rich overnight: “No no no, I’ll revive it myself. You can take the money back. Just take care of me more in business, haha.”
Although he loved money, he wasn’t completely without principles and would not accept everything.
Bian Shu didn’t refuse either: “Alright, what’s the son’s name?”
He intentionally didn’t mention whose son it was, but Sun Tianjiao didn’t mind.
Little Jiaojiao, who had become rich overnight: “Wealthy Goose.”
Bian Shu: “…”
This son didn’t want to acknowledge it either.
Exactly nine o’clock in the morning.
The organizers notified all players to enter and prepare for the match.
As the opening music abruptly stopped, the audience below instinctively quieted down, putting away their electronic devices and focusing their attention toward the center stage.
The sixteen seats were divided into four rows, arranged from top to bottom. On the rectangular screens in front of each seat, the names and logos of the teams were displayed one after another.
Zero was seated in the second row, third seat from the left, with Yan Yibing leading the team onto the stage. Before taking his seat, he glanced at the densely packed audience.
In his eyes, the audience gradually blurred until they disappeared altogether.
Without looking further, he calmly took his seat, loosening his collar and rolling up his sleeves to cool off a bit, then skillfully adjusted his peripherals and configurations.
Song Tang let out a soft sigh, murmuring, “We’ve finally made it here again.”
They had walked to this point more than once, only to stop here, carrying regrets as they watched other teams lift the trophy symbolizing glory.
It all felt like just yesterday.
Fu Haifeng: “Let’s do this.”
Xu Rui: “Let’s go.”
After a long pause, Yan Yibing spoke gently, “To be honest, this is the one I want to win the most, so we need to put in special effort.”
Exactly ten o’clock.
The match began.
The first round on Erangel Island, with a central flight path.
As the plane flew over the familiar map, a faint rumble came through the headphones.
Yan Yibing paused for a few seconds before speaking, “Airport.”
Song Tang was slightly surprised, “Airport?”
Normally, no one would jump to the airport in the finals because the airport’s advantage in resources had been greatly reduced, and on this flight path, there was too little early-game information available at the airport.
Victory in professional matches depended on skill and strategy. If the circle didn’t favor them, leaving the airport could be a pitfall.
But the airport still had its advantages. After all, the competition was based on points, not just on getting more kills.
Yan Yibing explained, “We have an advantage on Erangel. Taking a little risk in the early game won’t hurt.”
In a row of four seats, Xiao Nuo softly exclaimed, “Someone’s jumping to the airport, and two teams have landed in the bridgehead wilderness. Looks like they’re ready to collect some deliveries.”
Han Mo: “The circle hasn’t shrunk yet, so it’s not certain who will be the reaper.”
Just as Han Mo finished speaking, the circle refreshed.
Airport circle!
Song Tang: “Damn!”
Xu Rui: “Captain, did you consult the fortune teller?”
This was an absolute advantage right from the start. Although this area was a bit delicate and could easily be pushed out of the circle again later, compared to other teams struggling with whether to cross the bridge or not, they were much more comfortable.
Yan Yibing: “There are enemies in the opposite wilderness. Song Tang and I will take the left bridge, Xu Rui and Haifeng, help set up a defense, and also, prepare to collect tolls.”
Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.
In this situation, he had a hunch that the second circle would refresh outside the airport, so they needed to be prepared for both scenarios.
Since their team was the only one at the airport, everyone quickly obtained full equipment.
Yan Yibing and Song Tang drove towards the bridge. Shortly after crossing, they heard faint gunshots.
The opponents had obviously heard their vehicle.
Yan Yibing lightly pursed his lips. Instead of engaging in a firefight, he deliberately parked the car far away and took a long detour to launch a surprise attack.
He held a suppressed sniper rifle in hand, not conducting a surprise attack would be a waste of resources.
Yan Yibing crouched behind a rock, aimed down the scope, and took a shot through a seemingly inconspicuous small window.
In the distance, a flash of green light flickered, and someone quickly withdrew into cover.
He let out a soft sigh.
Level three armor, nothing he could do.
The opponents quickly became alert. Two of them got into a car and drove off, obviously trying to flank.
The person who got shot quickly retreated into the house to heal, while his teammate occasionally peeked out, then quickly ducked back in.
Yan Yibing swiftly changed his position, taking a deep breath. “Someone will definitely come over soon. Get ready for a gunfight.”
Song Tang immediately turned around to cover the rear.
Although Yan Yibing said so, he himself was reluctant to look back.
He squinted his eyes, staring intently at the screen. Under the high magnification scope, the distant scenery became exceptionally clear, as if he could see the old textures on the dilapidated wooden buildings.
He murmured to himself, “Can’t I hit them?”
Under the opponent’s awareness, it was difficult, but not impossible.
He squinted, steadying his aim, and kept his gaze fixed on the two hiding in cover.
With Song Tang covering his back, he was completely at ease.
His mission was to get those two kills.
Take it slow, don’t rush.
They couldn’t hide forever, there would definitely be a chance when they peek out their heads.
After such a long time without taking action, they probably didn’t have any smoke grenades left.
Yan Yibing felt like he couldn’t hear any other sounds.
His world stood still, muscles tense, pupils contracted. A faint sourness rising in his eyes, urging him to blink.
But he didn’t.
Seconds passed by.
Suddenly!
A slight peek from inside the building, obviously a deliberate test.
Seeing no gunfire, the peeking action became slightly bolder.
Bang!
【Zero-ICE used Kar98K to knock down Break-Richer】
Xiao Nuo glanced at the screen and said in shock. “Zero and Break collided!”
This was not a good thing.
In the first circle, colliding with a team recognized for their strength would definitely result in significant losses. Failing to secure points would render any good performance useless.
Han Mo raised his gun and took down a European player, saying calmly, “Watch yourself.”
Xu Rui was also surprised. “Captain, are you fighting against Break?”
Yan Yibing replied softly, “Yes.”
He was usually a talkative commander, but with the task at hand, he had no time to spare.
His gun was aimed at another Break player in cover.
There was no chance of saving them now.
After all, the silenced sniper rifle was here.
To prevent him from getting the kill, that player would undoubtedly eliminate Richer before his health bar ran out.
This was Yan Yibing’s only chance.
A few seconds later, Richer crawled out, and an arm appeared hesitantly at the doorway of another cover.
A flash of the gun muzzle from another cover.
Bang!
【Zero-ICE used Kar98K to knock down Break-svin】
“Damn!”
Several teams couldn’t help but let out a simple yet exhilarated exclamations upon seeing the kill notification.
The supervisors behind them grew tense, furrowing their brows frequently.
Song Tang was so excited he almost jumped up. “Holy shit! What precision, what marksmanship, Captain, you’re a god!”
Yan Yibing closed his eyes fiercely, and the soreness in his eyes eased slightly.
He wasn’t in the mood to praise himself; Gavy and Kyle were about to ambush them.
Yan Yibing said, “Xu Rui, shoot a few shots towards our direction, just randomly, to confuse them.”
Xu Rui crouched in the distant airport, scoped in, and fired a few shots towards the hill where Yan Yibing was.
Sure enough, the bullets confused Gavy and Kyle’s information, forcing them to cautiously take cover.
Just at the beginning, losing two members, even the most skilled players wouldn’t dare to push aggressively.
Their rhythm was completely disrupted, a situation that had rarely occurred in Gavy’s professional career.
In the past, they were the ones doing the ambushing. When did it become others ambushing them?
But Yan Yibing had a grasp of the situation.
Because Break’s strength was too overwhelming, their weaknesses were never exposed during training. They hadn’t fully adapted to life without the sharpshooter Susan.
As long as their rhythm was disrupted, Break would be finished.
In the first match, Zero won the chicken dinner, securing the first 400 points.
Yan Yibing breathed a sigh of relief, gently shaking his wrist.
It was still early; there were eleven more matches to go.
Xiao Nuo said, “Bing Shen is amazing. You can’t deny it. These two shots are going to be legendary again.”
Han Mo subtly tugged at his lip. “Never underestimate any player. The professional arena won’t give anyone a chance to relax.”
However, such fortunate situations where they could smoothly ambush their enemies wouldn’t happen every time.
In the second match, the European powerhouse Navi made a comeback and secured the chicken dinner.
In the third match, Break finally regained their momentum with a 17-kill securing the chicken dinner.
In the fourth match, Prince, and in the fifth match, CNG…
Time passed slowly. At the end of the first day of the finals, Zero ranked third, Navi first, and Break second.
There was no rest time between the first and second days. After a day of high-intensity matches, the players were all showing signs of fatigue.
Fu Haifeng’s back pain was unbearable. As a last resort, An Xinghuo was once again called upon to play in the finals of the last day.
That night, An Xinghuo was pulling his hair out in anxiety, almost going bald prematurely due to the stress.
To be honest, replacing Fu Haifeng with him inadvertently lowered Zero’s overall level.
He didn’t have as much synergy with the team as Fu Haifeng, and his experience was lacking. Sometimes, he even needed Bing Shen’s guidance, which diverted Bing Shen’s attention.
But Fu Haifeng was sweating profusely from the pain, two layers of patches stuck to his back, lying on the bed gritting his teeth.
Yan Yibing couldn’t help but say to An Xinghuo, “It’s hard for you.”
If An Xinghuo made a mistake in the finals on the last day, he would probably be scolded to death on the internet.
But there was no choice; this was the mission of a substitute. Since he was here, he had to bear the risks.
An Xinghuo shook his head. “Captain, I’ll try not to hold you back. If you need it, feel free to use me as a target.”
Yan Yibing secretly pressed his sore spot, pretending to relax with a smile, “I won’t be polite.”
In truth, he was also very tired.
After all, at twenty-six, his recovery speed couldn’t compare to that of someone in their twenties.
If it were before, he would be refreshed after a nap, but today, the physiotherapist had massaged him twice, from his fingertips to his knees.
Han Mo seemed to also be afraid of draining his energy. This was the only time he didn’t make any contact after a match.
Yan Yibing understood in his heart and tacitly refrained from asking.
Prince’s rhythm in this world championship was a bit chaotic.
But this was entirely due to the turmoil within their team.
Ding Jun vigorously promoted Xin Chen, making Mo Bei feel a sense of crisis.
Living day after day in the fear of being replaced, no one could bring out their best performance in matches.
And Ding Jun even had Xin Chen substitute for Chen Zefeng, which started to make Chen Zefeng feel uneasy.
With internal instability, Han Mo couldn’t lift the team no matter how hard he tried.
Ding Jun obviously realized the mistake in his decision-making, so for the entire finals, he didn’t plan to let Xin Chen play
But Mo Bei and Chen Zefeng’s form was already difficult to recover.
On the last day of the finals.
Due to An Xinghuo’s lack of experience, Zero suffered heavy losses in the favored map of Erangel in the PCL region, slipping to fifth place.
There were still four matches left.
The desert map was the home ground of European and American powerhouses, the skill levels were relatively equal on the rainforest map, and there was only one match left on Erangel, which couldn’t change the outcome.
It was too difficult to reclaim lost points in the desert map.
An Xinghuo’s cold sweat soaked his uniform.
During breaks, he drank bottle after bottle of water, but he didn’t want to go to the bathroom even once, his lips cracking and turning white from being bitten.
His mind was a mess, filled with confusion.
He didn’t know why he was so fragile, so easily beaten down, as if anyone could bully him.
How could he disappoint Bing Shen’s expectations?
No one in the team spoke. They had almost accepted that winning the championship this time was impossible.
Song Tang lowered his head, closed his eyes, his face flushed with the continuous rush of blood.
Exhaustion, confusion, fatigue, flooded him like a torrent.
The last day of the match was the hardest to endure.
It was like the first kilometer of a 1500-meter race in his student days, unable to advance or retreat, as if someone had grabbed his neck, almost suffocating him.
In his heart, he silently thought—
To win, they needed a miracle to happen.
Yan Yibing glanced at the scoreboard, his gaze calm for a moment, and he said lightly, “Winning two chicken dinners will be enough.”
Xu Rui reluctantly tugged at his lips.
Winning two chicken dinners sounds easy, but it was far from it.
Moreover, the first-placed Break was definitely going to be cautious, as well as the second-placed Navi, third-placed Prince, fourth-placed NNTC, and even sixth-placed PYP haven’t given up.
In the fourth-to-last match, Zero finally won a chicken dinner again, bringing their score back to third place.
At this moment, they were five hundred and forty-four points behind Break.
One chicken dinner, nine kills.
In the third-to-last match in Sanhok, PYP won, climbing to fourth place. Zero and Break were separated by only one chicken dinner, with ten kills.
In the second-to-last match in Miramar, CNG won. Zero and Break were still separated by one chicken dinner, with seven kills.
Hope remained faint.
This meant that in the final match, for Zero to win, they must successfully win a chicken dinner and get seven kills more than Break.
While Break just needed to stroll around and survive until the final circle, casually picking up a few kills along the way.
The odds of Zero winning were simply astronomical.
Xie Feng: “The competition has finally reached a climax, and the crucial final match is about to begin. Currently, Zero, ranked second, still has a slight gap compared to Break, who is ranked first.”
Lemon: “But personally, I think Zero’s performance this time has been very, very impressive. It seems that Fu Haifeng’s health issues led to An Xinghuo, a substitute, playing in the finals of the last day. This player’s experience is still somewhat lacking.”
Xie Feng: “Indeed, it has already been very difficult. If Zero wants to win the championship, they must secure a chicken dinner in the final match.”
Lemon: “And to lead Break by eight kills, that means they can’t avoid fights in the early game, they have to go all out.”
Yan Yibing lifted his right hand off the mouse, his wrist trembling uncontrollably.
From his neck to his wrist, the tendons were clearly screaming of fatigue, attempting to rest.
But they obviously couldn’t rest yet.
Yan Yibing vigorously pressed the acupoint behind his neck with his right hand.
The acupoints went numb from the pressure. He then released his hand, but his right hand could only stay on the mouse to control the trembling.
Reluctantly, Yan Yibing lowered the sensitivity of the mouse.
It was a risky move.
He might not be able to adapt to the configuration change quickly enough. He was already exhausted enough, his head didn’t want to divert attention anymore.
But he wanted to win.
The final match officially began.
Northern flight path on Miramar.
Yan Yibing pursed his lips into a straight line, then relaxed after a moment, saying, “Los Leones.”
Jumping to Los Leones meant Yan Yibing chose to fight aggressively.
Song Tang turned his face slightly, gazing deeply at his captain.
Yan Yibing’s eyes were very beautiful, with thick eyelashes, deep creases in his eyelids, naturally drooping at the corners, and clear, bright black pupils filled with determination.
In that moment, he suddenly found himself with inexplicable courage.
What was there to fear about dropping in the rankings? Damn it, let’s go all out!
Yan Yibing: “Xiao An, keep track of Break’s kill count.”
An Xinghuo nodded, “Got it.”
Han Mo glanced at the flight path, remained silent for a moment, then spoke up, “Let’s drop at the Power Plant.”
The Power Plant was very close to Los Leones. Under normal circumstances, either you camped us or we camped you, but one team always had to be eliminated.
Zero ran into the Thai team WAE in Los Leones.
Yan Yibing and Song Tang took control of the position first, with the Thai team falling behind and losing two members directly.
The other two tried to escape by car, but Zero, who was as aggressive as a wolf, couldn’t let them get away.
Leaving An Xinghuo alone to cover, Yan Yibing, along with Song Tang and Xu Rui, swept the vehicles. They chased after the two who were fleeing up the hill, engaged in a skirmish, and managed to take down all members of the Thai team after Xu Rui was left severely injured.
Zero currently had four kills, Break had one.
All teams knew that Zero hadn’t given up, they were still striving for the championship.
After Xu Rui healed and drove back to Los Leones to pick up An Xinghuo, they clashed with PYP again.
Yan Yibing picked up his AKM and fired from the hip. The tremendous recoil forced him to control the mouse more aggressively, causing his wrist to ache with familiarity once again.
But he didn’t even blink, and just before the mouse slipped off the desk, he took down PYP-han.
Yan Yibing silently counted in his mind, five.
In the chaotic fight at Monte, Song Tang and Xu Rui were eliminated by the European team Navi. Yan Yibing used a grenade to take down two Navi members hiding in the wilderness toilets.
At this moment, Zero had ten kills, while Break had five.
In the second and third circles, at the Factory, Yan Yibing lay in ambush early, blew up a motorcycle, and took down PYP’s Kim Taeran.
Eleven kills.
As the safe zone slowly shrank, the Japanese team heard gunfire and attempted to intervene, four of them coming aggressively.
Yan Yibing threw two smoke grenades and took cover with An Xinghuo.
An Xinghuo felt like adrenaline was coursing through his veins in the game; his nervous blood was on the verge of clotting.
They were down to two people, lacking only one chicken dinner, and two kills.
Wait a minute!
Two?
The seemingly unattainable goal before the start of the game was slowly but surely getting closer.
On the desert map, could the Chinese team really not win?
Everyone said that the Western teams were experts on the desert map, and the Chinese team was weak, relying only on Erangel and Sanhok.
Many players believed this before the game started.
But An Xinghuo felt that Yan Yibing never believed it.
His captain remained calm as ever, engaging in a gunfight with the Japanese team.
One down.
Two down.
Three…
But the opponents were in a very advantageous position, not far from each other, and they could revive each other.
An Xinghuo suddenly widened his eyes. He knew that they couldn’t afford to give the Japanese team time to revive, or else all of Yan Yibing’s efforts in the gunfight would be wasted.
He pressed his tongue against his teeth and charged forward with his gun.
He heard the gunshots ringing against his helmet and armor, green flashes of blood lighting up his body.
But he didn’t dodge or retreat. With his fastest reflexes, he desperately fired his bullets.
He had to be faster, had to get closer.
He needed to gain the biggest advantage for his captain…
Yan Yibing said nothing. He used An Xinghuo’s body as cover, and in the few seconds after An Xinghuo was boxed in, he rushed into the Japanese team’s hiding spot, using his spray gun to kill their last member.
Four kills.
Zero had fifteen kills, Break had nine.
Just two more.
Yan Yibing looked at the chaotic scene before him and softly said to An Xinghuo, “Well done.”
An Xinghuo, bloodshot eyes filled with determination, rasped, “Captain, keep going.”
Yan Yibing: “Of course.”
The circle refreshed again, and this time Zero was lucky to be wrapped in the center.
Yan Yibing finally didn’t have to run from the poison. He could find a favorable position and receive the airdrop delivered not far away.
Xiao Nuo: “Captain, there are at most two teams at the Factory now. Break isn’t there, so they haven’t clashed with Zero yet.”
Han Mo: “Hmm.”
Xiao Nuo: “Bing Shen is at the Factory.”
Han Mo: “Watch out for suppressed snipers.”
Though they said to be cautious, with silenced weapons, there was no defense.
And the damage from the poison circle was increasing, they had to rush to get inside.
Han Mo, being the first entry fragger, instructed Xiao Nuo to cover him with the gun while he himself rushed into the circle.
Xiao Nuo pursed his lips, looking tense.
Han Mo just entered the exposed area when he swept his gaze sensitively across several sniper-friendly spots.
He urgently needed to find a cover to hide and then bring Xiao Nuo into the circle.
The closest cover to him was a haystack.
Han Mo steadied his gun at the pre-aim point. Just as he was about to hide behind the haystack, he keenly noticed a black barrel flash on his left.
His reaction was fast enough, but as he quickly jumped away and looked up, there was nothing but emptiness.
He was stunned for a moment.
Immediately after—
【Zero-ICE knocked out Prince-momo with an M416 assault rifle】
Just before Han Mo was knocked down, he threw out a smoke grenade.
The smoke grenade provided excellent cover for him, preventing Yan Yibing from finishing him off with another shot.
Han Mo huddled behind the haystack, and upon closer inspection, couldn’t help but smile wryly.
A Ghillie Suit.
Yan Yibing got the Ghillie Suit from the Japanese team.
No wonder he didn’t see it earlier.
There was nothing he could do, he had to admit defeat.
In professional matches, it’s a habit for pro players not to let their enemies get kills.
Xiao Nuo was still alive, and he knew Han Mo’s position.
He also knew he couldn’t save Han Mo, and soon, he would be eliminated by the poison circle too.
Xiao Nuo subconsciously raised his gun towards Han Mo’s direction.
Han Mo said, “Don’t.”
Xiao Nuo’s gun hesitated slightly, and after a few seconds, he reluctantly lowered it.
As the thick smoke dissipated, Han Mo’s health bar slid to the end.
【Zero-ICE eliminated Prince-momo with an M416 assault rifle】
As long as Yan Yibing wasn’t robbed of kills during the knockdown, even if he didn’t finish off the downed enemies, those kills would still count towards his tally.
Including Han Mo, Zero had a total of sixteen kills, while Break had nine.
At this point, there was no difference in the total kill count between the two teams. Yan Yibing only needed one chicken dinner and one more kill to surpass Break.
Han Mo released the mouse and instinctively lifted his hand to remove his headset.
He looked up at the massive broadcasting screen.
The circle refreshed, and Yan Yibing was in the final circle.
Only five players remained.
Gavy knocked down Li Xihan, Yan Yibing knocked down Kyle.
Three players left.
The last member of the Indian team didn’t make it into the circle in time and was eliminated by the poison circle.
Now it was down to Yan Yibing and Gavy, one on one.
The entire arena held its breath. Han Mo stared at the screen, his fingers unconsciously clutching the mouse cable.
The cable wrapped around his joints, and the ischemic pain made him somewhat calmer.
The outcome would be decided in this moment.
If Yan Yibing won, Zero would gain four hundred chicken dinner points and Gavy’s kill points.
If Gavy won, it would all be over.
Just when everyone thought Yan Yibing would rely on his medkit to outlast Gavy in the poison, Yan Yibing stood up first.
The white streaks of gunfire collided like meteors, weaving into an impenetrable web.
A mere two seconds felt like an eternity.
Then the gunfire abruptly ceased.
【Zero-ICE eliminated Break-Gavy with an M416 assault rifle】
【winner winner chicken dinner!】
In an instant, the panels in front of the sixteen team tables went dark like extinguished stars.
Only Zero’s emblem seemed to gradually emerge like a shining candle, illuminating the center of the stage.
World Championship winners, MVP of the final twelve matches—Yan Yibing.
Han Mo looked at the figure on the game’s end screen, feeling as if he had returned to the night when he was fifteen, standing outside the internet cafe.
Yan Yibing stood in the center of glory, shining brightly.
It was strangely cold that day.
For the first time, snow fell in Magic City.
The snow weighed down the treetops, and his heart trembled along with it.
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