When he lost …
Anything he said sounded like an excuse.
In the player's seat, when Li Muqiu saw Liu Zilang kill Satan with one shot and get the chicken dinner, he was so excited that he almost jumped up.
In the blink of an eye, he realized his situation.
The smile on Li Muqiu's face gradually disappeared, and his expression darkened.
That was because he suddenly realized …
They were no longer on the same team.
This hard-earned victory …
It had nothing to do with him anymore …
.....
After the players of SKK and C9 left the stage.
Liu Zilang was the only one left on the long player's seat that had been arranged in three layers.
He was the last survivor!
Looking at Liu Zilang, who was standing alone on the player's seat like a new king being crowned.
In an instant, after the audience in the stadium experienced the shock and astonishment just now, they immediately burst into an earth-shattering frenzied cheer!
"Haha!
I knew it!
Shifu is the best! "Misaka Mikoto, who was seated near the front of the audience, clapped her hands excitedly.
On the other hand, Wang Qianqian smiled as she looked at Liu Zilang amidst the cheers on the stage. Her eyes moved slightly, and no one knew what she was thinking …
At the same time.
Jianghai, Hua Xia.
In a certain apartment building.
At around six o 'clock in the morning, Zhang Xiaotong looked at the familiar figure being interviewed on the screen. Her rosy face was filled with joy.
'Did my cheering work?'
'Mmm!
'That must be it!'
She took out her phone and wondered if she should give Liu Zilang another "(??? _??)?"!
.....
After the usual interview, there was a short break in the arena.
Not long after, the curtains of the last match of the squad tournament slowly rose.
Amidst the cheers of countless spectators, twenty-four teams filed into the arena from both sides of the stage, one after another.
When SKK entered the arena, the four players were as calm as still water. Even Vivian's face was devoid of a smile. The entire team gave off a completely different vibe, filled with an indescribable aura.
At this time, it was not only the other teams that entered the arena, but even the surrounding spectators felt an overwhelming sense of pressure!
In the first two matches, SKK gave off the impression that they were just taking a stroll in the park.
Then in this match.
It was as if they were rushing to the battlefield, as if everyone's chest was suppressing a fierce energy!
On the Western commentary platform.
"It's really a pity for our team SKK today. They only got second place in both matches. For a legendary team like them, this must be unacceptable."
"I'm afraid that's the case. However, SKK gave us a very different feeling in this match. I believe that they've pulled themselves together. This match will be far more exciting than we expected."
"There's another team that I feel sorry for, and that's Se7en. They were a team that could compete with SKK in the past, but today, they've lost their luster like a pearl covered in dust."
"I know that there might be a lot of Se7en fans here, but I'm sorry to say that looking at their performance today, I don't think there's much hope for them to get a chicken dinner. I can only wish them all the best in their last match."
"Speaking of which, the player who surprised us the most today should be Victor Liu. This player used to be so mesmerizing on the international stage. Who would've thought that his performance today would be even better than before? He's leading the entire team forward by himself!"
"Is that so? Alright then, our players are ready. The next match is about to begin."
As the commentators spoke, the lights in the arena began to shine brightly.
On the four big screens on the stage, the caster's camera focused on a few of the more eye-catching teams in the previous match.
The players were either aloof, casual, or playful. All of them greeted the camera.
Instantly, the audience cheered!
After a while, accompanied by the roar of an airplane.
The last match of the first match of the day.
It had finally begun!
In the next moment, the lights in the arena dimmed.
On the four big screens in the middle of the stage, an airplane slowly approached from the horizon.
"Alright everyone, let's take a look at the flight route of this match."
"Oh!
This flight route is quite interesting. It starts at three o 'clock on the right side of the map, and the flight route is almost horizontal to nine o' clock on the left side of the map. "
"That's right. It looks like they've used a knife to slice the entire map horizontally down the middle."
"Mm, other than the southernmost Sosnovka Airport, this flight route is more or less achievable as long as it flies higher."
"Yes, this will undoubtedly increase the resource utilization rate of the entire map. It will also reduce the number of fights in the early stages of the game."
"Oh!
Another team has jumped. Let's take a look … It's IG!
Just like the previous match, this team has chosen Severny again. "
"But wait, it looks like another team has jumped into Severny together with IG. They're going to start fighting as soon as they land."
On the big screen.
As the airplane flew past Severny, which was located along the coastline, a four-man team suddenly descended from the sky.
Just as they landed, another four-man team appeared beside them.
Suddenly, another four-man squad appeared beside him. This squad was none other than TSM.
Speaking of which, as one of the top North American clubs, TSM's strength was not to be underestimated.
However, in today's two matches …
Currently, their ranking was only one place higher than Se7en's, and they were in the bottom four.
This clearly showed that in PUBG, there were all sorts of coincidences and uncertainties in the competitive nature of PUBG. You might be able to place highly in the North American region, but it was not impossible for you to place poorly in the international tournament.
Had they become noobs?
Probably not.
In fact, it was like a chemical reaction.
If two different teams were placed on Erangel Island, the results would be completely different.
TSM met another team in the North American region.
Splat!
He arranged for them.
TSM met other teams in the international tournament. For example, they met 4AM at the Sosnovka Military Base in the previous match.
Splat!
Hence, 4AM arranged for him to join them.
As a result, TSM's ranking in the North American qualifiers was naturally incomparable to that of TSM.
After two matches, the atmosphere within the TSM team was very tense.
What did it mean to be in the bottom four? It meant that the top five teams in the previous two matches did not win a single point in this match. They still had to fight their way to the chicken dinner, and perhaps only then would they have a chance to touch the championship trophy.
Therefore, this match was not a battle with their backs against the wall. It was a battle where they were sunk more than thirty thousand feet into the Mariana Trench.
Looking at IG next to them, TSM did not evade. They did not retreat.
Instead, it was done in a resolute manner.
Head down, feet up.
They plunged headfirst into the trench!