In this California World Solo Tournament, according to the rules set by the organizers before the tournament, the final champion would receive an exclusive champion's weapon skin.
Putting aside the design details and the shop's sales, the choice of weapon skin would depend on the player's ultimate weapon in the three matches.
Simply put.
If the final champion, the "Solo King", won all three matches, he would at most receive three exclusive champion's weapon skins.
On the other hand, if the champion did not win a single chicken dinner in three matches and relied on the average score of second or third place, he would only receive one champion's weapon skin as a consolation prize.
As for the special circumstances of Liu Zilang's match.
It would be fine if he took a frying pan, at least he could prepare a frying pan skin for himself.
However, if he were to use his fist to kill someone …
Although the organizers of the tournament had a plan for such a situation before the tournament, everyone basically treated it as if it had a zero probability of happening.
Uh … To put it bluntly, they were not prepared at all …
After all, in the main tournament of the World Solo Tournament, who would have thought that someone would use their fist to win the chicken dinner?
Therefore, when the scene in front of them really happened, the game designers sitting backstage were dumbfounded. 'Do we have to communicate with the players in the first match?'
"What do you guys think about designing a fist tattoo for him?"
One of the designers who was biting a pencil said that and his eyes lit up. He quickly picked up the pencil and leaned over to draw a design sketch on the paper.
The others could not help but curiously lean over to take a look, only to see a crooked fist on the paper …
'Tattoo a fist on my body?'
Everyone's eyes twitched when they saw that …
Someone could not help but pat his shoulder. "Buddy … That's a good idea … I suggest you secretly design one for yourself …"
That person could hear the mockery in the other person's tone and could not help but complain, "What other good ideas do you have other than this?
He didn't even use a weapon when he killed him, this guy is really … "
"Weapon?"
Suddenly, someone beside him interrupted.
Then, he took a closer look at the scene of him winning the chicken dinner.
Suddenly, he tapped on the keyboard and paused for a moment. Then, he zoomed in and said with a smile, "Who said he doesn't have a weapon? Take a closer look."
Hearing his words, the people around him could not help but come over.
In the enlarged image.
What everyone saw was a pair of fists …
Everyone was puzzled as they looked again. Suddenly, they thought of something and widened their eyes.
That pair of fists was wearing a brown boxing glove.
'What the f * ck …
'Do I have to make it the same as the Slayer?'
.....
At the same time, below the competitors' seats.
Satan walked off the stage and looked at the man who had his arms raised high in the air, accepting the cheers of the crowd.
There wasn't much frustration in his heart, but his mind was replaying the last scene over and over again.
There seemed to be a voice in his heart asking him?
'Why,
'I didn'?
'I didn't think of using fists?'
Because in that situation just now, the two of them were extremely close to each other, and their Health Points were even lower!
After emptying a magazine of bullets, it was obvious that there was a movement of retracting and exchanging guns. However, when it came to fists, there was only a movement of retracting and exchanging a gun.
There was a huge difference in speed between the two. This was also the reason why Liu Zilang's fists were faster than his spear.
'Slash' was simple, even mediocre. It was not as difficult as those flashy moves.
However, like many things in this world, there was a huge obstacle.
That was' thinking of '.
'In a critical situation where your life was hanging by a thread …
'Who would have thought …
'Everything would be in vain.
Just like Satan at the moment.
'Why didn't I think of that?'
He turned around and took two steps. Suddenly, he could not help but ask himself again …
.....
In the interview area on the stage, the blonde girl from yesterday appeared again. However, this time, she looked at Liu Zilang with a hint of admiration.
Liu Zilang was holding a microphone and talking about his journey of winning the chicken dinner in the previous match.
In the end, Liu Zilang concluded with a serious expression, "Please don't think that we have guns and equipment.
"In the end, we relied too much on these and forgot that our bodies are the first machine. In the end, not only were we killed, we didn't even get the chicken dinner.
"That's a tragedy!"
Hearing Liu Zilang's words, the live audience and live stream viewers seemed to have realized something. 'It seems like there's a reason why he got the chicken dinner …'
.....
After the first match ended.
A short break passed in the blink of an eye.
Soon, it was time for the second solo match of the day. After the baptism of the first solo match, everyone's performance in this match was very mature.
After boarding the plane, they refreshed the flight route.
Some of them landed straight down,
Some of them flew high,
Some of them looked for vehicles as soon as they landed …
'Eh, wait a minute!
'Why are there people punching?'
Just as the caster's camera flashed past the gas station at the west bridgehead of Yasnaya Polyana, two figures waving their fists appeared not far away from a jeep by the roadside.
"Oh my god!
It's Vic! "
"I think he got into a fight with someone because he tried to snatch a vehicle as soon as he landed!"
"That punch … Beautiful!"
"Vic once again perfectly demonstrated his first machine theory. He's developed the human body in this game to the extreme!"
"Yes, his control of the coordination of his hands and feet is perfect!"
"That's right, Maxiz0r, the rifler from Vega, Russia, has been punched in the head by Vic. He doesn't have much health left."
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"However, Maxiz0r's reflexes are very fast. He ran away as soon as he ran out of health."
"Since the two of them have similar speeds, Vic won't be able to catch up to him by force. Has he considered chasing after him with a car?"
"Oh, Maxiz0r is running toward the gas station. He's looking for a gun!"
"Vic isn't driving either. He's chasing after him directly!"
Then, as the two of them entered and exited the gas station, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed. The two of them suddenly swapped roles …
Initially, it was Liu Zilang who was waving his fists and chasing after Maxiz0r's butt. However, now, it was Maxiz0r who was chasing after Liu Zilang with an S1897!
"Bang!"
The muzzle of the gun spat out a burst of bullets like a torrential storm of pear blossoms!
Half of Liu Zilang's body went numb as his health dropped by more than half!
The next moment, he hurriedly took three steps and dove into the river west of the gas station …
"Bang!"
Another shot came from behind him.
Water splashed on the surface of the water.
However, Maxiz0r seemed to have made up his mind. He held his shotgun and followed Liu Zilang along the river bank.
The two of them looked like the phrase "Little sister, you walk on the bank while I swim in the river". The countless viewers in the live stream and stadium were dumbfounded …
'What the f * ck?
What happened to the first machine!? '