Seeing Liu Zilang fall forward, everyone in the audience could not help but exclaim out loud!
If he were to fall right after winning the chicken dinner, it would be fine if he did not fall hard, but if he fell hard, he might not even be able to participate in the next match.
In a flash, just when everyone's hearts were in their throats!
Liu Zilang, who was falling, suddenly supported himself with both hands and his head on the ground. Then, he took advantage of the momentum and rolled on the ground.
Then, with both hands on the ground, his body swayed for a while, but he stood up again in the blink of an eye.
It had to be said that all of this happened too quickly and too suddenly.
The westerners in the audience had just started to gasp when their jaws dropped.
Then, everyone's eyes widened as they looked at Liu Zilang who stood up again and walked down the stage calmly.
"Is that … a tactical roll?"
"Don't tell me all devils like to roll?"
"Oh no!
I think it's definitely Chinese Kungfu! "
"Oh my god!
I was wondering why this guy was so crazy. He actually knows Kungfu! "
“.....”
It had to be said that Liu Zilang's sudden "tactical roll" had shocked everyone. No one had expected him to play such a fancy trick.
After the initial shock, there was a round of applause and cheers. Many people even asked Liu Zilang to do another one.
However, in the front row of the audience, Zhang Xiaotong frowned slightly.
As someone who had lived with Liu Zilang for a long time, she knew him very well. Naturally, she saw Liu Zilang's slightly twitching hands behind his back and his trembling legs as he walked down the stage.
Thinking about this, she quickly stood up from the audience's seats during the break. She held her mobile phone with her small hand and carefully said to the people next to her, "Sorry, please excuse me." After arriving at the audience aisle, she looked backstage and saw Liu Zilang's back. Then, she immediately followed him.
Seeing this, the audience in her live streaming channel became excited.
"Xiaotong-chan, hurry up and chase after him. Don't let that b * stard Vic escape."
"Hehe, is he going to go backstage?
I didn't expect that watching a match with Xiaotong-chan would have such a benefit. "
"I want to watch Brother Zeyan, I don't want to watch Lang Bi!"
"Master Ze's wife, please behave yourself. This is Xiaotong-chan's live streaming channel."
“.....”
Zhang Xiaotong had something on her mind. Her face was tense, but she had no time to care about the ridicule in the bullet screen.
After making several turns along the aisles of the stadium, he was stopped twice by the staff of the stadium.
Even though she had a Douyu work pass hanging around her neck, she was so petite that she was ignored when she walked without saying a word.
After flashing her work ID, the backstage staff naturally wouldn't make things difficult for a little loli.
Soon enough, Zhang Xiaotong made her way to Se7en2's backstage lounge.
.....
"Ao ao ao!
Easy, easy! "
"Are you f * cking doing this on purpose? How would I know it was you during the last match?"
"We can't use public power to avenge private grudges."
Before Zhang Xiaotong knocked on the door, she heard a familiar scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered!
She panicked and immediately pushed the door open.
The moment she entered the door, Zhang Xiaotong was dumbfounded. Her mouth could not help but form an "O" shape!
Inside the door, Liu Zilang was half-naked, revealing the contours of his muscles. The trousers on his lower body were rolled up to his knees.
At this moment, Li Muqiu was pressing her down on the sofa and ravaging her.
"Ah!"
Zhang Xiaotong screamed. Her face was red as she subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands.
The next moment, she seemed to have realized something. She suddenly reached out to cover her phone's camera. She hated the fact that she did not have a third hand.
The viewers in Zhang Xiaotong's live streaming channel were caught off guard as they saw the scene of a man on top of a man!
The viewers in Zhang Xiaotong's live streaming channel were instantly stunned. The bullet screen was like a tidal wave.
"I'm so stupid!
Really! "
"Alright!
Xiaotong-chan is catching both of them in the act! "
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Vic to have chest muscles. Lick lick!"
"Guru Qiu!
I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! "
"Speaking of which, what's wrong with Vic's leg!"
“.....”
Suddenly, it was not only the viewers in Zhang Xiaotong's live streaming channel who noticed that something was wrong.
Zhang Xiaotong looked at Liu Zilang's calf seriously. Her little face showed a nervous expression.
Liu Zilang had already put on his jacket. He looked at Zhang Xiaotong and smiled. "Don't worry, it's fine."
His arm was slightly bruised. Li Muqiu was angry at him for ambushing him in the previous match. He took the opportunity to take revenge. However, Liu Zilang was able to withstand the "pressure".
Then, footsteps were heard coming from outside the resting room.
The next moment, se7en2's leader and coach, Su Changming, pushed open the door and walked in.
He looked at Liu Zilang who was sitting there and said, "I've contacted the staff at the venue to confirm with the translator. The route beside the Korean zone was an accident. There's no problem."
"It's good that there's no problem." Li Muqiu scoffed.
Although he was very angry at Liu Zilang who single-handedly eliminated se7en2 in the previous match, Li Muqiu was still able to distinguish between the "main conflict" and the "secondary conflict".
Su Changming looked at Liu Zilang who was sitting on the sofa. He furrowed his eyebrows and asked, "How do you feel now? Can you walk?"
Liu Zilang supported Li Muqiu who was next to him and tried to stand up. Then, he grimaced in pain and sat down.
Zhang Xiaotong panicked. She immediately walked over and squatted down. She stared at the bruise on Liu Zilang's leg without saying a word.
Then, without warning, she poked him with her finger.
"Ouch ouch ouch!" Liu Zilang's face turned black as he howled.
'Sh * t!'
He initially thought that this girl was worried about him. He did not expect her to be such a cunning person.
After Zhang Xiaotong was done poking him, she raised her head and blinked. "Does it really hurt?"
Liu Zilang was speechless.
'Do I look like I'm pretending?'
Zhang Xiaotong was even more confused. "Weren't you able to walk just now?"
Liu Zilang's face turned red when he heard that.
He was in extreme pain after the fall. However, it would be bad for his image if he were to go back after eating chicken dinner. Therefore, he forced himself to go backstage.
Liu Zilang felt awkward when Zhang Xiaotong stared at him.
Su Changming who was at the side coughed. "There are medical staff on the scene to prevent accidents like this from happening. Let's go to the orthopedics department."
"No!"
"Don't!"
As soon as Su Changming finished speaking, he heard the two of them saying different things. However, they had the same meaning.
He looked at the two of them in confusion. He rubbed his nose. "Why?
Can't you just go and see?
Moreover, I heard that the German orthopedics department is quite famous! "
Su Changming was one of the rare older players in the FPS professional esports scene. After he retired, he became a club manager. Then, he got married and had a child. His work was getting busier by the day.
Not to mention the 2D orthopedics department, even the 3D orthopedics department was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Pfft!"
Li Muqiu who was at the side could not hold it in anymore. He immediately held Liu Zilang and laughed. Liu Zilang was in so much pain that he grimaced in pain.
The viewers in Zhang Xiaotong's live streaming channel were also stunned for a second. Then, the bullet screen started spamming again!
"666, Boss Su is so knowledgeable!"
"Honest and sincere Boss Su, I'm sorry. Forgive me for laughing."
"I think what Boss Su said makes sense. Let's take a look, Vic."
"That's right. It's not easy to go to Germany with Xiaotong-chan. It'd be a waste not to watch!"
"Don't go overboard!
Xiaotong-chan is still a kid. Leave it to me! "
“.....”
Zhang Xiaotong realized that she was being too sensitive after she finished speaking.
She was embarrassed and angry at the same time. She gritted her little canine teeth and glared at Liu Zilang.
Liu Zilang who was lying on the sofa speechlessly scratched his butt. He thought to himself, 'Why are you glaring at me?'
Coincidentally, footsteps were heard from outside the door. Then, someone knocked on the door politely.
"He's here." Su Changming was delighted. He quickly walked over and welcomed the person in.
The person who entered the door was a Caucasian doctor with brown hair. He looked like he was in his forties. He wore a pair of spectacles on his high nose bridge and carried a first aid kit in his hand.
He seemed to be very straightforward. He walked toward Liu Zilang without saying a word the moment he entered the door.
Liu Zilang could not help but feel nervous when he saw the doctor's imposing gait.
He was about to ask the doctor to be more gentle in English. However, before he could finish his sentence, the doctor had already pressed down on his calf, causing him to cry out in pain.
Gao Yunyang, Shen Zeyan, and Misaka Mikoto who were in the resting room smiled when they saw Liu Zilang's reaction.
It seemed that good and evil would always be rewarded in this world!
If you don't believe me, who would be spared by the heavens?
.....
Half an hour passed by in the blink of an eye. The break between matches was soon over.
On Hua Xia's commentary platform.
Lord Rong, Xiao Xiao, and Sicca went backstage to take a short break. They then returned to the commentary platform and smiled at the camera.
However, just as Lord Rong was about to start the broadcast, someone spoke through his earpiece and immediately interrupted him.
As he listened, the expression on his face suddenly became a little strange.
After a while, Lord Rong came back to his senses.
Opposite the commentary platform, the cameraman in the studio made an 'OK' gesture.
Lord Rong nodded slightly and a smile soon appeared on his face.
"Alright, everyone, welcome back. This is the PUBG PGI World Finals in Berlin, Germany!"
"That's right. The last match was unusually intense and exciting. However, Vic managed to get the first chicken dinner in the end. At the same time, it was a good start for our Hua Xia region."
"However, Vic seems to have encountered a small problem."
At this point, Lord Rong scratched his head and organized his words before speaking again.
He then continued, "Everyone saw what happened to Vic when he got off the stage. I believe that everyone, like me, thought that he had prepared a tactical roll."
"However, according to our backstage staff and se7en2's team leader, Vic did trip when he passed by the Korean region. It might have been a mistake by the on-site staff. As for the exact cause, we still need to investigate further."
At this point, Xiao Xiao who was at the side added, "I thought it was a little weird just now. Although Vic's movement was beautiful, it was still a little stiff."
Sicca nodded slightly and said in admiration, "It looks like these top-tier professional players have faster reflexes outside of the game. If it were me, I wouldn't have been able to react in time. Oh right, how's Vic doing?"
It was not only the Hua Xia region. On the Western commentary platforms around the arena, the commentators were also reporting the incident to the audience with a 'pained' expression.
However, even though their expressions were sorrowful, they almost laughed out loud from their tone.
It could not be helped. Although the commentators had to be honest, the Western commentators still had to be biased towards the Western players.
In the last match, every player that the Western commentators had favored was killed by Liu Zilang. It could be said that their faces were swollen from the slap.
If it were not for the camera, the Western commentators would have laughed out loud when they found out that Liu Zilang was injured from the fall.
At this time, the lights in the arena changed and the exciting music of the PGI World Finals started playing.
Under the lights, countless players started to appear on both sides of the stage.
In an instant, the audience around the arena raised their heads and subconsciously looked for a certain figure among the players who appeared on the stage.
Soon, the caster's camera on the big screen on the stage locked onto one person.
It was not that the caster was being sneaky, but Liu Zilang was too eye-catching at that moment.
Among so many people, he was the only one who was limping with the help of Misaka Mikoto.
Not to mention the director, even the audience offstage saw him at the first moment, and they instantly went into an uproar!
"F * ck!
Where's the tactical roll?
What happened to it? "
"Phew!
Luckily it's his leg. If it was his arm, wouldn't Vic have to show off with one hand? "
"Eh!
Now that you mention it, I feel like I'm looking forward to it. "
"Should he throw another one?
It was a forward roll just now, I want to see a backflip now. "
"I want to see it!"
"23333 Are you guys demons?"
“.....”
Of course, these were all jokes made by the Hua Xia audience.
However, the European and American audience and the Korean audience were stunned for a moment before they became extremely excited. They kept saying "Oh, I'm going to choke" and "Smida" …
Although Liu Zilang's previous match had been very cunning and despicable, his title of "The Strongest Soloking" in the California World Championship was not just for show. Many players from various countries and the spectators who supported him in the arena felt a great deal of pressure.
Especially when Liu Zilang won the first chicken dinner in the opening match, it made people feel even more anxious.
Now that they saw that Liu Zilang had injured his leg, although it was a pity that it was not his arm, it was still a good thing for the other players in the arena.
Therefore, many of the European and American audience were so excited that they almost cheered and set off firecrackers.
.....
In the player's booth on the stage, Liu Zilang sat down with the help of Misaka Mikoto.
Although Misaka Mikoto was killed by Liu Zilang in the previous match, the little idiot did not hold a grudge against Liu Zilang.
At that moment, she looked at Liu Zilang's arm worriedly. She wanted to say something but hesitated. "Shifu …?"
After all, the audience might not be aware of it, but the se7en2 players knew that other than his leg, Liu Zilang had a slight graze on his arm.
Would there be any changes in his maneuvering in this match?
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