"哐, 哐, 哐..."

The soul-seeking soul was jumping slightly on the steel frame. While dodging bullets, he was trying to cut down. He shot through the clouds very cautiously and did not get close. He stood high and far away, shooting without a single shot.

Shoot down.

There were sporadic gunshots, and the sound of slashing was slow and steady. The confrontation scene that had just been so intense suddenly became boring.

half a minute.

There was nothing unusual in the stands.

One minute.

The noise in the stands was getting louder.

One and a half minutes.

The stands were dotted with stars, mobile phone screens started to light up, and some people got up and walked around...

"How many minutes do you think the referee can last?"

"Three minutes, right?"

"Five minutes max?"

"It's impossible to get there in 10 minutes anyway, right?"

"You thought that was the All-Star Game?"

"Hey, hey, hey, all the steel beams were cut in 10 minutes!"

The contestants chatted and laughed easily. More than one gaze slid back and forth on Wu Yuce, and Wu Yuce himself could only smile bitterly in response to his companion's meaningful glances.

So far, the most boring game in the history of Glory was the one-on-one match between him and Zhang Xinjie. One was a ghost slayer and the other was a priest. They were meticulous and orderly, in front of all the live audiences and TV viewers. It was extremely boring.

The grinding lasted ten minutes.

And now, among the two people fighting on the field, one of them is a ghost slayer like him...

The referees at the World Invitational Tournament are obviously more impatient than domestic referees.

Also, who among the domestic referees has not heard of the reputation of the great players? They should always be more tolerant of the actions of the great players than the little players. Didn’t you see that in the semi-finals of the playoffs, Ye Xiu and Han Wenqing didn’t

After being reported, he went straight into the game. Didn’t the referee hold his nose and endure it?

The World Invitational Tournament is different.

Although referees inevitably have to be drawn from professional leagues in various countries, the principle of selecting referees is to try to be as disparate as possible, and the more irrelevant the better. In this way, off-field factors can be eliminated as much as possible and a fair game can be given.

For example, in the match between Russia and Italy, the referee is from Australia; in the match between the United States and England, the referee is from Denmark;

As for the match between the Chinese team and the South Korean team, the referee was an Italian...

Who are some of the great players in Europe? Maybe referees have heard of them. Which of the two professional players from Asian countries is which? Sorry, they don’t match up at all...

Therefore, after Soul Chaser cut down the steel beam conscientiously for two minutes, the referee did not hesitate and directly pressed the button to force a refresh.

With a flick of the brush, Soul Chasing for Life and Cloud Piercer appeared on the steel frame on the back of the telescope at the same time. Soul Chasing for Life was on the outside, at a high place, and Cloud Piercer was on the inside, at a low place, at a distance from each other...

"15 bodies!"

The players figured it out at a glance.

At this distance, when it comes to attacks, if you want to shoot through the clouds with a shot from below, you will suffer a little disadvantage; if you want to get close to the soul to chase the soul, you will inevitably get hit a few times. If you want to fly a kite, it will be impossible to shoot through the clouds unless you jump off the ground.

Before getting close to the enemy, increase the distance to more than 20 bodies.

"This refresh cannot be manually clicked."

"Probably not, it was agreed to be random."

"How can it be so coincidental?"

"You should have written a program in advance, right? For example, if both are melee, place them within 10 body blocks; if both are long-range, place them within 30 body blocks, like this?"

"Maybe? In this World Invitational Tournament, several random refreshes are the result of being impartial to both sides and allowing the fight to start immediately."

"Hey, do you think it will be like this when we play games next season?"

Professional players are talking a lot. These are the most interesting things to discuss, which are related to the deep rules of Glory and are closely related to everyone.

On the field, Zhou Zekai didn't have time to think about all of this. He stepped on the steel frame and jumped up immediately. The bullet went through the steel frame and shot toward his opponent.

The recoil force zigzags between the criss-crossing steel frames and rises rapidly.

He was jumping upwards, desperately running upwards in pursuit of his life, even if he was hit with a few bullets. He had to be fast, he had to be fast, he had to be stopped before the shot shot through the clouds and hit the mirror!

Otherwise, the next step will be endless climbing and kite flying...

He was at a high place and cut straight into the inner circle. The distance was shorter than the distance that Shot Through the Clouds needed to move, and he quickly blocked the front. Then there was a sword cry in the air, and the ghost swordsman waved his sword and rushed straight towards Shot Through the Clouds.

cloud!

...it's too late.

It's too late to distance ourselves any further.

With his fingertips tapping on the keyboard, Yi Gun Chuan Yun took a step sideways, stepped into the air, and fell straight down; at the same time, he raised his perspective and raised both guns, shooting straight upward——

In an instant, an unknown number of bullets were ejected from the muzzle of the revolver. With the strengthening of the system skills, it far exceeded the six-round setting of the revolver. The muzzle trembled violently, and at a glance, it was difficult to

Determine where these bullets are going.

Some of the bullets shot straight;

Another part of the bullet bounces back through the surrounding horizontal, vertical, and diagonal steel frames;

Some of the bullets passed over the body of the ghost swordsman who was blocking and dodging, and shot at the bottom of the radio telescope behind him, and then bounced back...

"No miss!" the commentator arranged by the Swiss broadcaster shouted hoarsely: "Amazing shooting skills! Audience friends, the Chinese sharpshooter who is now on the stage has contributed very amazing shooting skills to us!"

He took a quick breath: "With a skill like random shooting, which is difficult to control, not only did the bullets in the frontal attack not miss, but the attack that used the rebound from surrounding obstacles also did not miss! Beautiful prediction, beautiful control!

——Let's take a closer look at the slow motion. Some bullets even bounced twice or even three times. For the Ghost Swordsman, it means bullets are coming from all directions at the same time!"

"Such a precise and powerful marksmanship is second to none in China, right?"

Cha Xiaoxia pursed her lips and quickly typed a line of words on the computer, and soon, another line.

The Swiss commentators obviously didn't do enough homework.

The 10th season playoffs, the second game of the finals, that wonderful shootout. Looking back now, the path of the bullets streaking through the air seemed to burn his retinas.

Second to none?

No.

Just two people.

Amidst the gunfire, the Ghost Swordsman plummeted down——

After the indiscriminate shooting, the Gatling gun followed closely behind. Bullets poured out like a torrential rain. The soul-seeking soul rushed forward step by step despite the rain of bullets. Suddenly, without warning, he flipped the sword over, half-twisted his body to the left, and tilted his body.

Cut it out.

There was a soft "dang" sound, and a bullet split into two halves on Cangjiang Yue's silver-white blade.

"Floating bomb! What a pity!"

There was a "pop" sound in the earphones, which was probably the commentator slapping his thigh excitedly. Among the bullets flying across the sky, Zhou Zekai actually hid a floating bomb. However, it was this bomb hidden in the rain of bullets.

The bullet that bounced from the side was also accurately recognized by the opponent, and he was accurately cut into two parts——

However, at this moment, a flash bomb exploded in front of him unexpectedly. It was so dazzling that even if he missed the angle in time, his eyes were still completely white and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The sound of gunfire was rapid again. I don’t know whether it was the BBQ or the sharpshooter who started rapid fire. The crisp, cold and unusual gunfire was mixed with a long, extremely characteristic whistle:

call out--

Can't see.

Nothing can be seen.

Cui Yuanlie recognized the sound effect of the stun bomb at the first time, but with the flash bomb in front, he couldn't see anything clearly for a while; there were the sounds of bullets flying and impacting in all directions.

The stiff bullet just makes a lot of noise when it comes out of the barrel, and it just flies slowly after it comes out of the barrel. You need to identify its impact point...

The afterimage rose up and was instantly destroyed by the bullet; Suihun Zhuihun tried his best to wave the sword and circled around to block. However, there was a slight strange sound and quietly entered the body.

"puff."

One bullet, freeze for two seconds.
Chapter completed!