In the match, Liu Zilang picked up his machete and looked at SexyPIG who was not far away.
SexyPIG was carrying a pan on his back and naturally, he did not have a machete.
That made sense.
Other than Zhang Xiaotong and Misaka Mikoto who were famous "heroines".
Normal people would not carry a machete in a game like this unless they had no other choice.
In this game, the pan's damage was slightly higher than the machete's. In comparison, it had a larger area of effect.
Liu Zilang was prepared to let his opponent use the pan. However, SexyPIG's pride rose and he did not want his last chance to "turn the tables" to be flawed.
He suddenly turned around and walked toward the spectators around him. He was like Yang Guo in The Return of the Condor Heroes who was borrowing a sword from the heroes in the martial arts tournament. He started to talk in English.
When the spectators saw SexyPIG walking toward them, they subconsciously raised their guns and got into a defensive position.
However, when they saw that his opponent had been disarmed by Liu Zilang, they relaxed again.
"What's this Korean guy saying?"
"Is there anyone who understands Korean who can explain?"
"Isn't Vic carrying a translator?
Can you tell us about it? "
"Forget about Vic, he doesn't know anything."
"I know a little. I think he's borrowing a machete from us."
When the spectators heard this, they looked at Liu Zilang who was holding a machete and then looked at the unarmed SexyPIG. They felt that the translator was more reliable.
Soon, someone separated from the crowd and threw a machete on the ground.
"GodV!"
"Oh!
It's Wei-chan!! "
"I didn't expect Wei-chan to be carrying a machete in this match."
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As the spectators discussed, SexyPIG picked up the machete.
"Kangsang smida!" SexyPIG said gratefully.
GodV encouraged him like a big brother patting his little brother's shoulder. "Do your best, little brother!"
When Liu Zilang saw this, his eyes twitched. He thought to himself, 'This Wei-chan really holds a grudge. He had just stolen one of their vehicles, did he have to go to such lengths?'
No matter what, both sides were armed and had similar equipment. They were both equipped with Level Three Spetsnaz Helmets and Level Two Military Armors. As the two stood opposite each other, the atmosphere on the battlefield became tense.
In reality, the spectators and viewers from the live stream had already started betting on the outcome of the match.
When Liu Zilang saw that the atmosphere was almost ready, he suddenly took a step forward, waved the machete in his hand, and got into a fighting stance.
"Knife God, Prodigal Liu, please bestow!"
Unexpectedly, before he could finish his line, Sexpig thought that he was going to attack, so he swung his sword at him.
The saber light flashed, shredding the sunlight refracted from the eaves of the alley and casting a shadow.
Everyone saw a flash of blood on the side of Liu Zilang's waist. With a "splat" sound, his health bar dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Damn it!
This is cheating! "
Liu Zilang was taken aback by the slash. He was exasperated, but he was even more furious that his opponent did not cooperate with him.
SexyPIG did not care about Liu Zilang's thoughts. After taking advantage of him, he would not let him go.
His figure flickered, and he directly closed in on her and suddenly leaped up!
Under the sunlight,
A white light slashed straight at Liu Zilang's head!
However, Liu Zilang was still very experienced in cold weapons. At this time, after he recovered from the anger of being "ambushed", he looked at the incoming saber. He could not help but sneer in his heart, but on the surface, he was extremely calm.
When the white light approached, his body moved slightly, and he suddenly took a small step to the side.
However, in the face of life and death, it was a big step!
With a "swoosh", the blade swept past, and Sexpig's violent slash actually missed.
When the viewers in the live stream saw Liu Zilang's skillful and dignified appearance, they instantly went crazy on the bullet screen!
"This is f * cking PlayerUnknown's Battleground, not going against the current, pfft!
Not going with the flow of fire? "
"This Vic is playing with the heart, he's dodging to the limit of Tai Chi."
"Everyone, get out of the way, I, Vic, want to show off!"
"Those brothers who bet on Vic, are you panicking? This Korean saucy pig doesn't look like he's a match at all."
"Everyone, don't panic!
Listen to me!
Everyone listen to me, Vic will definitely lose this round, trust me!
Trust me, trust me! "
"Trust you motherf * cker, you obviously bet on Vic to win!"
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In the game, Sexypig thought that even if Liu Zilang did not die from his slash, he would at least lose a layer of skin.
Unexpectedly, the opponent dodged it so easily, and it even seemed like he was mocking him. Instantly, he became even more furious!
Unexpectedly, at this time, Liu Zilang who had dodged the attack suddenly flashed, and he suddenly pounced toward his face.
If the distance between the two of them was said to be a bit apart earlier, when Liu Zilang took a step forward, the distance between the two of them instantly became closer.
Those who did not know might have thought that they were doing some kind of face-to-face dance.
However, as the person in question, Sexypig did not feel any intimacy when Liu Zilang got closer. Instead, he felt the hair on the back of his head stand up.
Sure enough, just as he wanted to make the first move, Liu Zilang's hand was faster than him, and it was also more insidious. It directly aimed at his melon seed head, and it was a powerful and heavy slash!
With a splat, blood came out of the blade!
Even with the protection of a Level Three Spetsnaz Helmet, Sexypig's health dropped by more than half, and his vision was dyed red by the blood from the headshot.
At this time, Sexypig instantly panicked, and he randomly raised his hand to slash at Liu Zilang's body.
Initially, he thought that he could force his opponent back, and then use the opportunity to escape.
However, Liu Zilang did not dodge, and he took the slash head-on. Instead, he adjusted his posture, and the heavy slash went straight for his face.
Looking at the sharp arc that suddenly flashed in front of him, Sexypig's face instantly turned pale!
Seeing that it was too late to dodge, he decided to directly crouch on the spot with his hands on his head.
It must be said that as an assaulter who was good at close-range combat, Sexypig was still quite quick-witted even though both of them were using cold weapons at that moment.
His crouching caused his body to instantly shrink, and Liu Zilang's blade took the opportunity to slash down, but it did not hit his head. Instead, it exploded on the back of his neck, and blood splattered everywhere!
Of course, if this was in real life, it would probably be no different from a headshot. However, in the game, the damage was obviously slightly lower than a headshot.
As Sexypig's health dropped, it finally stopped at a shocking red blood!
Run!
At the moment of life and death, Sexypig hurriedly got up and scrambled out from under Liu Zilang.
On the other hand, Liu Zilang's sword momentum was already used up, and it was too late for him to retaliate.
This was because in PlayerUnknown's Battleground, there was an obvious gap between the slash and the next slash.
Otherwise, if there was no such restriction, the close-range power of a person wielding two machetes would not be much weaker than a shotgun.
Seeing that the opponent was about to slip away, it would be troublesome to chase after him later.
In a flash, Liu Zilang suddenly had an idea, and his eyebrows slightly raised.
The machete in his hand suddenly dropped without warning, and with a backhand, he delivered a Chasing Fist!
Sexypig, who had his back facing Liu Zilang, had just taken a step when he suddenly let out a groan, and his body flew out uncontrollably!
At that time, although the Korean team still had three players left, Somin and Yun Er had both been accidentally knocked out by the explosion.
Therefore, Sexpig rolled on the ground like a gourd, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a crate!
"CHN-Vic123 killed KR-Sexypig with Chasing Fist!"
"Winner, chicken dinner!"
Winner: China!
Sexypig, who had yet to log out of the game, opened his eyes wide when he saw the kill on his screen. He shouted furiously, "You said you'd use a machete, you f * cking cheated!"
Although Liu Zilang did not understand what he was talking about, he could roughly guess what he was talking about.
He smiled calmly, made a gesture with his empty hands, and coughed dryly. "I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now, let me reintroduce myself."
"Wing Chun, Yip Man, please enlighten me!"
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