Everyone is staring at the big screen. This game has finally come to an end, and it has also reached the most critical moment.
Lin Feng held an AKM rifle and leaned against the wall. Now there were only two people left in the game.
Although God A on the opposite side was once defeated by him, it cannot be denied that he is definitely a master.
Therefore, Lin Feng did not dare to make too much fuss, but carefully observed.
The safe area was quickly refreshed again, directly between the two people, which meant that both of them had to run away from the poison.
At this point, the lethality of the poison circle can be said to be extraordinary. Once you move slowly, you may die from the poison.
Lin Feng and God A jumped out of the bunker almost at the same time and ran towards the safe area.
But at the same time, the two also officially met.
Lin Feng quickly raised the AKM rifle in his hand, opened the scope instantly, and fired directly.
God A's speed is also not slow, and the m416 assault rifle in his hand fires bullets crazily.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Da da da!"
The final round of gunfire sounded.
Many audience members stood up from their seats excitedly and stared at the big screen.
They know that after this bloody battle, the winner of the God of War Cup will appear.
Who will be the champion of this game, the veteran king A-God, or Lin Feng who has been unstoppable since his debut?
Soon the gunshots fell, and Lin Feng's chicken sign appeared on the screen.
【Good luck, let’s eat chicken tonight!】
In the final battle with steel guns, Lin Feng still defeated God A with his excellent marksmanship.
"Lin Feng! Lin Feng!"
"Win, Lin Feng wins!"
"Chinese God of War! Chinese God of War!"
Lin Feng's fans immediately shouted loudly at the game.
Even Qianqian and Qian Beibei stood up and shouted loudly.
Qianqian felt proud when she saw Lin Feng winning.
My man is so good!
"It's time to eat chicken! Player Lin Feng has eaten chicken! He is the champion of this competition!" Xiaozhi said excitedly while looking at the big screen.
Rita was ecstatic: "Lin Feng really did not disappoint us! He succeeded!"
"Let us congratulate the birth of the Chinese God of War!" Qiu Feng was also slightly excited.
This time the winner of the God of War Cup will be awarded the title of Chinese God of War, which is a supreme honor.
From then on, Lin Feng was recognized as the number one player in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds in China.
In the live broadcast room of the game, the audience was also excited.
Wolf Totem: "Lin Feng is too awesome, he is simply crushed by his strength!"
A dragon-slaying knife: "That's for sure, even if you don't see whose anchor this is!"
I am the Infinite Heavenly Lord: "Blessings and Infinite Heavenly Lord, Pindao has long said that the host will definitely win this game."
Sweetheart Loli: "Brother Lin Feng is great. It's a pity that I have something to do at home today and can't go to the competition. Otherwise, I would definitely go over and cheer for brother Lin Feng."
A mouthful of coolness came in vain: "From now on, our anchor will be the Chinese God of War, and the Chinese God of War is awesome!"
.....
Lin Feng stretched comfortably at this time, and then yawned again.
Not bad, not bad, I just won a championship.
Although Lin Feng doesn't particularly care about these false claims, it would be good if he did.
Some of the other players had smiles on their faces, while others were gloomy.
People like Wei Shen 17 and others are not in a particularly good mood. After all, like them, their goal is to win the championship.
Lin Qingyu looked at the final result with a smile on her lips. Lin Feng won, which was also a good result for her.
Lin Feng looked at the ranking list.
Lin Feng: 4 points
God A: 6 points
Little lion: 8 points
………
The kill king in this game: Lin Feng with 6 people!
Lin Feng is the player with the highest points and the most kills in this competition.
The total number of kills in the three games was 6, which seems to be a very ordinary statistic.
But what you need to know is that this is no ordinary competition, but a God of War Cup competition that brings together all the experts in China.
In such a game, Lin Feng was able to obtain such kill data, which was already extraordinary.
"Let's invite Lin Feng, the champion of this competition, to come on stage." Xiaozhi said with a smile.
"Lin Feng! Lin Feng!"
"Goddess! Goddess!"
"Lin Feng, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"
Fans at the scene shouted excitedly.
Lin Feng walked onto the stage step by step without any nervousness or uneasiness.
This small scene is nothing to him.
"Lin Feng, do you have anything to say about winning the God of War Cup and becoming the Chinese God of War?"
Xiaozhi asked Lin Feng.
"First of all, thank you all for supporting me all the time, and thank my teammates..."
Lin Feng said a lot of useless words.
"Why do I feel like the anchor is so perfunctory?"
"Have you not noticed that every time Lin Feng takes the stage to speak, he is so perfunctory?"
"This is the demeanor of a great god. He is indifferent to fame and wealth, and his face does not change even when Mount Tai collapses in front of him!"
"Hahaha, although he is very perfunctory and official, you can't fault him at all. Every word seems to make sense."
...
The audience in the live broadcast room immediately started a barrage of comments, all making fun of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng said a few words casually and then prepared to leave the stage.
Seeing that Lin Feng was about to step down, Rita immediately said with a smile: "Lin Feng, I heard that you are particularly good at writing poems. Even the literary giant Mr. Shen Wen praised you very much."
"Ahem...No, no, those on the Internet are just rumors, nothing true."
Lin Feng quickly shook his head in denial and said, who knows what bad water Rita is holding in her heart.
"Lin Feng, you are so humble!" Rita said with a smile.
"Yes, so humble!"
"Lin Feng, sing a song live!"
"That's right! We don't want to listen to songs now, we just want to see you write poems!"
The audience immediately booed.
Xiaozhi and Qiu Feng stood on the stage with confused faces. What is going on?
How come we didn’t know there was an arrangement for writing poems??
Rita, can we stop messing around?!
This is an e-sports competition scene, you want an e-sports player to write a poem!!
Isn’t this fucking nonsense?!
Xiaozhi immediately stood up and said: "Don't embarrass Lin Feng. This kind of poetry can't be written in a short while."
Qiu Feng immediately chuckled and said: "Yes, writing poetry requires precipitation and brewing of emotions. How can it be possible to write just when you say it?"
"Let us player Lin Feng go down and rest."
"Ahem, actually I can write."
Lin Feng said abruptly.
He originally thought there would be some bad water in Rita's belly, but it turned out that she was just writing poetry.
Is this a fucking thing??
He has hundreds of good poems and lyrics in his head, and if he picks one out at random, they are all shocking! (To be continued)