'What's going on?'
Hearing Su Changming's words, the few of them gathered in front of the computer curiously. Then, they looked at each other.
It turned out that the Japanese squad CGX, who won the chicken dinner in the previous match, had their kill count fixed at "1" at the end of the match.
'Chicken dinner in one kill?'
Instinctively …
Everyone looked at Liu Zilang.
Liu Zilang rubbed his chin and could not help but laugh. "Looks like I did a good deed."
'That's not a good deed!'
If it was not for Liu Zilang's kill, CGX might have won the chicken dinner with zero kills. Liu Zilang was undoubtedly a fig leaf for CGX.
Since both sides had discovered each other's intentions, there was naturally no need for the mock competition to continue.
Everyone left the room in tacit understanding. Only CGX, who had just won a chicken dinner, was not satisfied. They looked like they wanted another chicken dinner.
According to the prior agreement, a private mock competition like this could not be leaked out, especially not to the teams that did not participate in the competition.
However, with the match going on like this, it seemed like there was no need to keep it a secret anymore.
Leaving Honest Guy aside, Su Changming uploaded the video of the match to C9. After watching it, C9's coach trembled in anger.
When almost all the players had checked in, the foreign media conducted pre-match interviews in the hotel lobby at night.
The bald coach of the Japanese squad CGX "inadvertently" revealed in the interview that his squad had solo-killed Vic in the mock competition!
Furthermore, he had fought his way out of the encirclement of many strong opponents and successfully won the first chicken dinner!
First chicken dinner!
Solo-killed Vic!
The media did not remember anything else but these two explosive words. The latter was especially eye-catching.
Once the news was released, CGX instantly became the focus of the night!
"Click click!"
The lights in the hotel were flashing.
CGX's "solo-killed" Liu Zilang, Kurad, was pushed to the front to be interviewed by the crowd.
"I heard that you solo-killed Vic?" A reporter asked.
Kurad replied with a Western sense of humor.
"If solo-killed means a one-on-one kill, then I think that's the case."
"Wow!
That's unbelievable. What do you think of Vic? "Another reporter asked.
This time, Kurad thought for a while. "I personally think that he's being overly mythologized."
"Myth?
Do you think that Vic isn't strong? "Someone in the audience caught onto his words.
Kurad immediately shook his head and said politely, "No no no, Vic is a very strong senior. I respect him a lot. What I mean is that he's not invincible. For example …"
With that, he pointed at himself with a smile.
"I believe that if we meet again, I will be able to kill him alone!"
At that moment, Kurad's smile was filled with the boldness and confidence of a Westerner. He instantly won the applause of the audience!
Just then, the bald coach suddenly took out a tablet from his bag and swiped his finger to open the screen.
Everyone took a closer look at the screen and realized that it was the screenshots of Kuard killing Liu Zilang!
Following that, the bald coach swiped through the pictures one after another with his fingertips.
On the tablet, the precious scene of Liu Zilang's "Flying Grass" was displayed in all 360 degrees without any blind spots.
There were also Douyu's reporters in the interview area below the stage, and all of these were being broadcasted live.
Therefore, when the pictures were broadcasted back to China, the netizens who were watching the live stream were startled. Then, unexpectedly, they started cheering!
"That son of a b * tch is finally dead!"
"Su Fudaixi!"
"Beautifully done, Taijun!"
"Hehe, this Taijun is quite ruthless. Looks like he's a tough one."
“CGX？
What squad?
Does Japan have a dark horse too? "
"Regardless of whether they're a dark horse or not, Vic's pose in the picture is quite mesmerizing. The Japanese really know how to play!"
"In terms of the art of photography, we're probably a hundred CGXs away from them!"
“”
In the hotel's training room.
Liu Zilang and Li Muqiu were eating instant noodles.
At night, Boss Su had brought everyone to eat western food. It was delicious, but they were not full.
Left with no choice, the two of them had no choice but to come back for more food.
As he was slurping, Liu Zilang unintentionally looked at the LCD television on the wall. His eyes widened and he almost spat out the instant noodles on Li Muqiu's face.
Fortunately, Li Muqiu noticed that something was wrong when he saw Liu Zilang's expression. He quickly dodged and then grabbed the instant noodles back at him. He said angrily, "Are you trying to eat it all for yourself!
Let me tell you, even if you spit it at me, I'll still eat it! "
As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged the noodles and slurped.
Unexpectedly, before he could slurp two mouthfuls, Li Muqiu raised his head and noticed the image on the television.
He could not help but spit it out. Then, he started coughing violently.
Fortunately, Li Muqiu had taken the initiative to avoid Liu Zilang. Hence, he was spared.
After the two of them recovered, Liu Zilang stared blankly at the bald coach's confident smile on the television. He suddenly sighed and looked around to make sure that there was no one around him. He then whispered,
"Boss Su, you're not being fair this time. Look at how you've tricked the kid."
Li Muqiu rubbed his chin and was puzzled. "That can't be. Could it be that our acting skills are too realistic?"
"Come on, realistic?
Your lousy acting skills are too exaggerated. "
Liu Zilang squinted his eyes and curled his lips. "Can a professional player jumping off a motorcycle and falling to his death be considered acting skills?"
Li Muqiu's face instantly turned red when he heard that. He argued, "Humans can make mistakes, but professional players can't?"
Actually, Liu Zilang and the others' acting skills were not that good. At the end of the day, it was all because of the Japanese team's "chuunibyou" trait. For example, they would bring along a "sky-measuring ruler" during a match. On the other hand, CGX believed that they were the "main character template" for defeating the Japanese team in an internet cafe. Hence, they had no doubts about their victory.
However, they did not realize that in this world tournament, every team was the main character of their respective zones.
Next.
Four days of training passed in a flash. The opening ceremony of the PGI Berlin World Tournament was just around the corner.
Needless to say, after the training match interview that night, CGX's reputation had suddenly risen. They were seen as a mysterious dark horse from the East.
Moreover, the fact that they competed in an internet cafe and trained in a residential building became a topic that the bald coach of CGX was proud of. He would bring it up every time he was interviewed. CGX instantly became the model of an esports team's counterattack!
Needless to say, the Western media reporters fell for it. All of a sudden, they all reported on it.
Actually, there were many people who knew the inside story. However, any team that had competed in a match or had video recordings in their hands had tacitly chosen to remain silent.
It was not that they were bored out of their wits.
Rather, the match was about to begin. Since someone was willing to jump out and attract the attention of the public …
Why wouldn't they do it?