In the previous match, 4AM had a total of twenty-nine kills!
From that moment onwards, it was as if they had formed an inexplicable bond with this mysterious number.
For example, in this match, in 4AM's statistics, Liu Zilang's ID, who was ranked first, had a terrifying twenty-nine kills!
Twenty-nine kills in a single player!
Excluding the integer twenty,
The odd number was one more than Li Muqiu.
How could the fans in the stadium cheer for such a terrifying number of kills?
On the commentary platform.
"This is unbelievable. Throughout the match, I knew that Vic would have a lot of kills, but I didn't expect him to get so many out of nowhere!"
"It's mainly because of Ah Lang's luck. He managed to steal quite a number of kills from a few teams. Otherwise, it's not that easy to get twenty-nine kills in a professional tournament."
"No matter what, if I remember correctly, in all the PUBG offline tournaments, there hasn't been a single player with a terrifying record of twenty-nine kills, right?"
"Mmm … I've heard that Satan from Europe and America managed to get more than thirty kills in an offline tournament after he switched to PUBG. However, the scale of his tournament couldn't be compared to our Asia Tournament. I heard that it was a league tournament in one of the states in America."
"Is that so?
Tsk tsk!
It looks like the talents of these legendary players are admirable no matter which FPS game they're in. "
"There's no doubt about the points. I think 4AM will still be in first place in this match."
As soon as the commentary platform finished speaking.
Backstage, the caster quickly announced the ranking of each team in this match.
As soon as the results were announced, everyone in the stadium had a surprised and expected expression on their faces.
On the tournament's big screen, 4AM was once again in second place with a score of 890 … Oh no!
It was Se7en, who was in first place.
A total of 210 points!
Many of Liu Zilang's and 4AM's fans in the stadium burst into deafening cheers when they saw this shocking number!
"Tsk tsk!
It's all thanks to the organizers that 4AM was able to make a comeback with the second place in this match! "
"That's indeed the case. If it wasn't for the organizers' insistence on lowering the chicken dinner ranking and increasing the kill score, I'm afraid that in the second match, 4AM would at most be evenly matched with Se7en."
"Yes, this also reflects the development of our PUBG competition today. Although survival is still the main focus, it's no longer a simple survival game. Fighting and killing are what our players need to experience. This is what we, the audience and the commentators, want to see."
On the aisle of the contestants' seats on the stage, they heard a tsunami of cheers.
As they rested, GodV, Aluka, and the others waved at the fans around them.
Liu Zilang, on the other hand, had his head lowered as he walked.
"What's wrong?
You don't look too well. "Aluka, who was walking beside Liu Zilang, nudged Liu Zilang's arm.
Hearing Aluka's words, GodV and Cpt, who were walking beside him, looked at him curiously.
Liu Zilang lifted his head to look at the audience around him as he said with a face full of despair, "I usually have quite a lot of female fans in my live stream. Why are they all guys in the audience? Why does Li Muqiu have so many female fans?"
The three of them were speechless.
Liu Zilang crossed his arms in front of his chest as he raised his hand to rub his chin. He had a suspicious look on his face. "Could it be that the people in my live stream are all cute girls with big X's?
That's impossible, right? "
"What cute girls with big X's?"
Li Muqiu, who was resting at the back of the room, suddenly came over.
Liu Zilang let out a dry cough as he turned to look at him. "Who said cute girls with big X's?
Did you hear wrongly? "
Even if he lost, he could not afford to lose. At this time, he could not expose his true strength in front of Li Muqiu.
"Did I hear wrongly?" Li Muqiu was skeptical.
"Of course."
Liu Zilang suddenly became serious. "Look at you. You're always thinking about cute girls with big X's. Your female fans would be disappointed if they knew!"
Li Muqiu was speechless.
However, he reacted quickly as he chuckled. "I know, you're just jealous that I have so many female fans!"
"Hehe, do I need to be jealous of you?
The Asian Killing God with eight kills? "Liu Zilang gave him a sideways glance." Moreover, why don't you compete with Master Ze in terms of female fans? "
Hearing Liu Zilang's words, Li Muqiu opened his mouth to defend himself. However, he suddenly realized that he did not know what to say.
This was because Liu Zilang's twenty-nine kills in the previous match could be said to have completely crushed him. Even the odd number was one more than him.
In terms of female fans …
Shen Zeyan's "wife group" was not a joke.
That sentence "Shen Zeyan's women will never admit defeat" was enough to crush all of Li Muqiu's female fans …
At that time, looking at Liu Zilang's back view, Li Muqiu instantly gritted his teeth!
'Sigh!
'I'm so angry!'
.....
After the second match ended.
The short break time passed quickly.
Not long after, the players from each team returned to the stage from backstage.
After the first two matches, the teams were more or less clear of their positions.
Some of the teams at the bottom of the ranking looked calm. It was obvious that they had let go of themselves in the last match.
When Royad's Kim Doohwan entered the stage, he could not help but glance at 4AM's direction.
After seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar face for the past three days, Kim Doohwan's face before the last match?
Suddenly, a hint of confusion appeared on his face!
'It was like this three years ago … Will it still be like this three years later?
'Is there really no way to break free from this curse?
'No!'
Kim Doohwan suddenly lowered his head and gritted his teeth. He did not want to experience something like that again.
'Miracles always happen in the end!'
'Isn't that right?'
.....
After the players from each team entered the stage, they once again checked and confirmed the equipment.
On the commentary platform.
Once again, the three casters were in position.
After a brief introduction and review, the players in the venue were almost done with their preparations.
"Alright, the last match of our Asia Qualifier is about to begin. Which three teams will be able to advance to the next round and represent Asia in the World Invitational Tournament that will be held in California, America?
Let's wait and see! "
As soon as the casters finished speaking.
Suddenly, the sound of an airplane engine was heard in the venue.
The image on the big screen lit up, and a flying plane appeared on the horizon in the distance.
"This match … What do we say?"
At 4AM's seat, Aluka could not help but ask when he saw the flight route.
On the other hand, GodV took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's time to go home!"
The next moment, a red mark appeared at the bottom of the map!
That was … Sosnovka Military Base!