Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Backstage, Quan Chengwang was sitting on a chair with a face as black as a pan. He had poached the new members from various teams with a lot of money this time. He wanted to prove that Mars would only be stronger without Zangyue Mars.

But who knew that the knockout round almost caught a rookie team by surprise, and now they were crushed by SOD again.

Thinking of this, Quan Chengwang clenched his teeth, and the coach next to him didn't dare to say a word, who was afraid of blaming himself for the mistake.

On the other hand, in the SOD team lounge next to it, Wen Zhouxing and Maoyu were already jumping up happily, and Lin Qiuran looked at them helplessly.

"Now the outcome is still undecided, why are you so happy?"

Maoyu stuck her waist and said vividly.

"Anyway, it's a steady promotion, which is already very good. Even if the ranking drops in the next round, we can still enter the finals!"

Wen Zhouxing gave a dry cough, tried to act calmly, and nodded.

Lin Qiuran watched the camera cut to Zhao Qichen's face, cheers continued outside the arena, and he said with deep eyes: "No, he is not satisfied, he wants to win the championship."

At the beginning of the fifth game, the difference between DS and SOD was only 30 points, and the kills of Mars and HG became a must for the two teams.

In a blink of an eye, there were only four teams remaining, and HG stayed away from the dispute. From the audience's point of view, they could see that their team was far away from the other three. It seemed that they wanted to keep their current ranking.

Mars seems to want to fight for the last time, and the war between the three teams is imminent.

In the score table, the points of several teams are rising rapidly, and obviously they all want to regain some points in the final game.

"Oh my god! The points of DS and SOD are equal! DS is catching up, it seems that who is the champion is not sure yet!"

"We met! We met! SOD and DS met in advance! This game is really exciting!"

The commentator spoke excitedly, and the audience held their breaths.

The terrain of SOD is not dominant, it is relatively open, and there are even fewer bunkers.

"Little Fatty covers me. The old wolf looks around at all times to avoid being attacked. The horse monkey will follow me."

Xiaopang took his rifle and fired in the direction of DS, and Zhao Qichen quickly rushed to the nearby factory building.

Although this position is safe, if the other party finds out his position, he will die if he shows up.

SOD-sunshine knocked down DS-pokerQ with 98k.

"Sunshine is really new and pre-emptive, but this also exposes his position. The surrounding area of ​​the factory is empty. If he moves rashly, he will definitely be swept away."

"SOD made a mistake in choosing a spot this time. If they lose the general sunshine, SOD will not be able to enter the finals as the champion."

Zhao Qichen showed his head frequently, and DS was also anxious. The wall in front of him was slapped.

"The real murderer..."

Zhao Qichen couldn't help mumbling, the mouse in his hand kept going.

SOD-sunshine knocked down DS-pokerJ with 98k.

"Just having a fight with the boss...why can't you think about it..."

The fight here is in full swing, and the two teams next to them are not idle.

The two teams who wanted to persuade each other met in the circle, and the battle was raging immediately. The director was busy cutting the camera, and there was a commotion in the live barrage.

After a fierce fight, the two refused to give in to the other, and SOD lost one member, leaving three.

Ds lost two members, leaving two.

Just as the audience on the field was eagerly anticipating who would be the last in this fierce fight, a notification from the system suddenly sounded.

Mars-xiaoyu knocked down SOD-sunshine with 98k.

The old wolf has been eliminated, and the original investigation position is vacant. At this moment, he is in the OB from Zhao Qichen's perspective, and he is momentarily taken aback.

"What's the situation with me going here?!"

Mahou stared at the screen, and said excitedly: "I'm too busy staring at DS, let Mars take advantage of the loophole."

"Oh my god, Xiao Yu from Mars actually came to persuade the fight single-handedly?"

"That is to say, Mars, who is fighting HG at the moment, has no command position? This is a bit..."

The two commentators showed embarrassment, and neither of them was embarrassed to say that sentence.

He was so uncompetitive, he actually gave up trying to win the ranking at this time, obviously because he didn't want SOD to enter the final as the champion.

Zhao Qichen frowned, trying to keep himself calm.

"Don't panic, my position is isolated and I can't save it. Xiaoyu is currently in the S direction. The other two teams are down the slope behind him. There are two people from DS in the factory building in front of him."

When Zhao Qichen reported the location, Ma Hou swallowed his saliva. His game character squatted behind the abandoned car and sprayed medicine, and the energy bar was full.

Xiaopang was even more nervous, and the hand holding the mouse was about to sweat.

Until the screen in front of Zhao Qichen turned black and white, he immediately opened the OB horse monkey's perspective.

In the last game, SOD ranked third and ranked second in total points.

The three people left by Mars were wiped out by the HG group, and Xiaoyu was attacked before and after, and the team ranked last.

The DS team became the undeniable champion of this match, and entered the finals with the first place in the semi-finals.

His teeth itched in anger, and he wanted to rush over to have a fight with Mars's people, but he was stopped by Zhao Qichen.

"After so many competitions, do you want me to teach you how to do it?"

Ma Hou looked at Zhao Qichen's sullen face, pouted fiercely, and went back to pack the peripherals.

The members returned to the lounge one after another with their peripheral bags on their backs. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Wen Zhouxing's rarely happy face.

"Great! We're in the Finals! You guys have done it."

Xiaopang stretched out his fleshy hand and patted him on the shoulder, and forced a smile, while Mahou didn't even want to fake a smile, and sat down on his seat and started cursing.

"What's the matter with this Mars? They're all local teams, and they're actually helping outside teams to bully people?"

Lao Lang put down his peripheral bag and sat beside him, looking very calm.

"Don't say that, everyone is a national team, there is no distinction between local and foreign."

The horse monkey pouted resentfully and stopped talking.

Zhao Qichen looked at them and sighed, Lin Qiuran stepped forward and held his hand.

"It's great for you, don't put too much pressure on yourself, it's not your fault."

Zhao Qichen glanced at her, walked along the top of her head, and nodded reluctantly.

After a while, Zhao Qichen went to do interviews. After the game, the team leaders had to go for post-match interviews, and the members stayed in the waiting room.

"You think the boss can't help but beat up those Mars people?"

Ma Hou looked at the crowd unwillingly and asked.

Xiaopang glared at him: "This is a high-tension line, do you want us to be retired? Don't think about it."

The old wolf lowered his head and said silently: "No, no, the boss is not such an impulsive person anymore."

Mao Yu nodded, indicating that he also agreed with Lao Lang's statement.

Indeed, since returning from a trip with Lin Qiuran, Zhao Qichen has obviously changed a lot.

Become calm, organized, calm when encountering situations, and no longer act impulsively, especially when encountering such a thing in the game, and calmly command everyone to complete the game. This is obvious to all.

Wen Zhouxing even nodded.

Lin Qiuran looked at them and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, your boss has long since ceased to be such an impulsive person."