Chapter 516 Handing over the Baton

He slid forward, raised his Mammon, and ice-blue bullets continued to flow out of the muzzle. Before the freezing bullet was completely emptied, the original magazine came out from the buttstock, and his left hand swept across the cloth bag on his leg, and the incendiary bullet was already filled.

With the help of the freezing bullet, the filling of the incendiary bullet did not cause too much pressure, locked...

Zhang Jiale stared at the figure in front of him, and the muzzle kept shaking with the flashing figure.

But, it was a little bit off, always a little bit off!

It seemed that it was not Dameng Xianjue who predicted the position of Yiqiang Chuanyun, but Yiqiang Chuanyun calculated the direction of the muzzle in advance, and every bullet passed by Yiqiang Chuanyun's windbreaker.

No, it must be... It's bad.

The opposite Yiqiang Chuanyun raised his leg and kicked sideways! Then he stomped down hard, and the bullet was poured into Dameng Xianjue's head.

Critical hit!

After You Ran dodged Dameng Xianjue's two rounds of attack, Yiqiang Chuanyun's counterattack also suddenly launched.

Fast, very fast, so fast that Da Meng Xian Jue couldn't organize a counterattack at all. Yi Qian Chuan Yun's attack under the light was like a poisonous snake in the dark, and every time he could launch the most fierce attack when Da Meng Xian Jue was most uncomfortable.

Once, again and again!

Zhang Jiale's rhythm began to become messy, and the counterattack collapsed at the touch of a button. The situation was completely in the hands of Yi Qian Chuan Yun.

"Old Zhang, I can't keep up..." Lu Liang murmured, as if he was talking to someone, and as if he was talking to himself.

"Brother Jiale... I'm tired." Bai Shu thought for a long time and could only keep up with this sentence.

Zhang Jiale was indeed tired. The fast-paced attack was actually not as good as a young man like Zhou Zekai, not to mention that Zhang Jiale had made a long calculation before.

He knew this very well, but he had to do it.

To find out the upper limit of One Shot Through the Clouds, even if it means risking one's life, in order to give Xiao Wen a chance, there is still...

He was a little dazed, and the operation was completely based on pure muscle memory, but unexpectedly, Dameng Xianjue seemed to be able to keep up with One Shot Through the Clouds. Although he was just trying to resist, he no longer looked so embarrassed.

I don't want to lose so badly!

With both hands behind his back, he swung forward, and the ammunition expert's chaotic thunder suddenly started, and the grenades were completely poured out at One Shot Through the Clouds at close range.

As long as One Shot Through the Clouds can be temporarily restricted, there is still a chance for the new nuclear explosion of the super star...

Zhang Jiale prayed desperately for the favor of the God of Glory, but he had never been favored by the goddess of luck, and he never met his expectations in the end.

The black muzzle of the Barrett sniper pressed against Dameng Xianjue's forehead.

[Bang]!

As if mocking, as his body fell, Zhang Jiale vaguely saw that the freezing grenade was about to hit the top of Yi Qian Chuan Yun's head. If it hit, it would definitely trigger the freezing effect. The freezing time was enough for other grenades to explode, and then the supernova nuclear explosion would be used to end it.

"Unfortunately, glory only has results and consequences, no ifs..." Ye Xiu's sigh made the professional players' box fall into a dead silence.

There are no ifs, everyone fights for the results, and then waits for their consequences.

[Glory]!

Zhang Jiale stood up, with no other extra expressions on his face, only relief and a little unwillingness.

So, things related to luck can no longer be done in the future.

But why, I still feel... My hands have become stiff due to the continuous mechanical movement, and the explosion not long ago has completely pushed Zhang Jiale to the brink of the limit.

Just a little bit, just a little bit to win! If I rush a little slower and react a little faster, I can win, just a little bit!

He slammed his fist against the wall unwillingly, his eyes were swollen with soreness, and endless regret was about to swallow Zhang Jiale.

"Are you okay?"

"Ah, it's okay, I'm just a little tired, take a break here, are you ready?" Zhang Jiale raised his head, and the light made him squint slightly.

"Well, leave it to me."

At the entrance of the contestant channel, someone walked against the light and raised his right hand to Zhang Jiale: "You have already walked the road you should walk, and the rest, it's time to pass on the baton."

Zhang Jiale was stunned for a long time, and finally smiled: "Don't let me really become a clown, Xiao Wen."

"Pah!"

Without answering, the two palms crossed and made a crisp sound, "Li Wen" walked into the competition seat, Zhang Jiale walked out of the contestant channel, looked at the crowded venue, and smiled on his face.

I almost forgot that I was no longer alone...

But, I haven't finished the road I should walk, and I can continue to walk!

"Zhang Jiale has returned to the player preparation area. It seems that Li Wen is currently checking the equipment. The final round of the competition is about to begin." Pan Lin announced. He felt sorry for Zhang Jiale for no reason. "It's a pity that the dream came to him first. Just as Brother Li expected, although the health difference between the two sides is quite large, both of them have high-damage skills. If Yiqiang Chuanyun didn't decisively use the Barrett sniper at the last moment, the final result might be hard to predict."

"I don't know how many times I've felt sorry for Zhang Jiale... Let's get back to the point. This game will be the final battle of the individual competition. The captain of Ember will challenge the captain of Samsara. This is also another civil war between the two professions of the same department, Mechanic and Sharpshooter!" Li Yibo shook his head and changed the subject abruptly. The last game really made him feel like he was in the last game, and even made people forget that Zhang Jiale was only the second professional player to appear in Ember.

Finally, there is a captain, Li Wen.

"Ah? Brother Li, do you think that Captain Li might directly use Zhibai Defending Black to fight against the enemy?" Pan Lin asked with a strange look on his face.

"That's right. After all, Li's second job is the Sharpshooter job of the Gunner system. But at this point, I think there won't be a better Sharpshooter than Zhou in the entire professional league, so Li will definitely use the Mechanic to fight."

"But, He Guang Tong Chen has already joined the room?"

"What?!" Li Yibo, who was immersed in his own world, suddenly woke up and looked at the screen on the field that represented the Ember team in disbelief.

The finale, Ember captain, Li Wen.

The account used in this game...

[He Guang Tong Chen]! Sharpshooter job!

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, Li Xiaowen, this kid is so bold that he dares to use the Sharpshooter to fight Zhou Zekai, the pervert, in this game. Did he take the wrong account card? I said it's not so convenient to carry two account cards. What's the difference between this and Liu Xiaobie, that kid who always wants to challenge me?" Huang Shaotian screamed.

Other professional players looked at him sideways. Although there was still some sarcasm in it, the words were rough but the truth was true. The same professional system, or even the same profession, the gap would inevitably be judged directly.

Just like Liu Xiaobie, although he always challenged Huang Shaotian with great enthusiasm, every time it was just thunder and rain. Every time he challenged Huang Shaotian, he really never defeated Huang Shaotian.

Now looking at Liu Xiaobie's enthusiastic declaration to defeat Huang Shaotian, there is no need for Huang Shaotian to respond again. Lu Hanwen would be enough to stop him.

Now the situation of the Ember Team is very good. Even if the sharpshooter has some restraint on the mechanic, everyone can see that Li Wen's mechanic level is almost obvious to everyone. Under full operation, it is possible to use the mechanic to defeat the opponent after Zhang Jiale consumes nearly 30 HP of the opponent.

But you just use the sharpshooter...

What's the purpose? Your sharpshooter is… well, it’s pretty good, but compared to the obviously more stable path of the mechanic, isn’t it a bit too risky?

The doubts of the professional players are still a little restrained. As for the audience of Samsara, they have begun to mock “Li Wen” for overestimating his ability, and the fans of the Ember team have also complained.

As for these doubts, Su Muqiu can’t hear them at all, and even if he hears them, he won’t care.

He admits that Zhou Zekai’s current sharpshooter level is indeed a little better than his, but the best is the muscle memory and subconscious reaction speed trained by long-term use.

As for other aspects, Su Muqiu doesn’t think Zhou Zekai is better than him at all.

Besides, will they really have a chance to use muscle memory to compete for reaction speed?

Qiu Musu’s account card is now placed on the inside of his clothes. This is his first account card since he started playing Honor of Kings, and it is also his first profession. How can he tolerate the other party surpassing him in this aspect?

Brothers and sisters, and Ye Xiu, that bastard, are watching from the audience now!

He took a deep breath and completely cleared the last trace of distracting thoughts. There were no more random thoughts, no more disturbing memories, and no more care and worry.

He Guang Tong Chen: [Let's start.]

Zhou Zekai's wooden face had a smile. He suddenly remembered the surprise that Li Wen brought him when he first came to the Samsara team that year, and a trace of expectation rose in his heart for no reason.

He didn't think that "Li Wen" was overestimating his ability, nor was he angry about his status being challenged, nor was he angry about wanting to destroy his opponent. He was just happy to look forward to the game starting soon, and happy to be able to fight with masters of the same level.

Yi Qiang Chuan Yun: [Yes.]

"Captain Zhou responded to Captain Li's provocation very generously!" Because the slap just now was too fast, accurate and ruthless, Li Yibo's words were even filled with some yin and yang, but such dissatisfaction was not noticed by others. Pan Lin was watching attentively, and his ears moved from time to time.

Li Yibo was stunned for a moment: "Pan Lin, what's wrong with you?"

"Shh..." Pan Lin motioned Li Yibo to lower his voice and operated the broadcast screen in front of him, dividing it into two parts. The screen showed He Guang Tong Chen and Yi Qian Chuan Yun respectively: "Brother Li, didn't you notice?"

Found... what?

Li Yibo looked at the screen in astonishment. Aren't both sides doing the usual pre-match preparations and adding buffs...

Hmm?

Li Yibo's face changed, and his expression became focused.

Both sides? It was indeed both sides, but in fact, Li Yibo only heard a sound.

"The actions and judgments of both sides completely overlap?" The discerning audience noticed this and excitedly shared it with the people around them.

"It's just a coincidence, it's nothing!"

"After all, the order of Captain Zhou's buffs has become the golden rule of the sharpshooter profession. Captain Li will definitely learn from it, right?"

The voices of disapproval are still the mainstream in the audience, but most people in the professional players' seats have changed their faces.

They naturally know Zhou Zekai's personal habits, but this is not a fixed pattern. When facing different professional players and different professions, there will be subtle differences in the order. It is extremely important to hope which skill will enter the cooldown first and which skill can last for a few seconds.

And now Zhou Zekai's actions have undoubtedly raised the fault tolerance rate to the highest, which undoubtedly proves that Zhou Zekai attaches great importance to the opponent on the opposite side.

On the other side, He Guangtongchen, who has the same rhythm, also made the same move. What this means is almost self-evident...

Finish the reload, lean back with both hands, and rush forward with the flying gun!

Four gun lines, four gun muzzles, four guns, and the final sound is only one!

The same time to choose to stop, the same time to choose to charge!

This burst of gunfire completely slapped all the doubts back into their mouths.

The gunshots rang out at the same time, then suddenly stopped, and then rang out again after reloading bullets. A burst of gunshots continued to echo in the canyon. He Guang Tong Chen and Yi Qian Chuan Yun arrived at the center almost at the same time. Without any hesitation, both sides took off at the same time. The originally harmonious gunshots finally changed a little!

The line of fire pushed the two people, and Zhou Zekai and "Li Wen" smiled at the same time.

Yi Qian Chuan Yun turned over, and the wild fire and broken frost in his hands swept towards He Guang Tong Chen below, and He Guang Tong Chen was not to be outdone. Ye Wei controlled the direction, and his body rotated and used Chen Xi to shoot at Yi Qian Chuan Yun frantically.

Su Muqiu did not try to seize air supremacy with Zhou Zekai. There was no need at all. If he won, everyone would be happy, but if he lost, he would fall into an embarrassing and dangerous place. It would be better to honestly manage his own blood volume advantage.

Moreover, Su Muqiu believed that Zhou Zekai was afraid that he had also seen his intention to give in. If there was no such intention, the roles of the two would be completely reversed.

Four lines of guns intersected and flexibly shuttled between the stone ravines in the narrow sky. The two seemed to be dancing in the air, but they were filled with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

Lao Wei clenched his fists tightly in the audience: "Fuck, he caught up, Xiao Wen really caught up, and he caught up very closely! He really has a chance to win!"

"I see, I see..." Zhang Jiale responded lazily: "Xiao Wen has told us so many times to rest assured."

"You dare to say you have never worried at all?"

"Uh, that's right..."

Li Wen's soul floated aside, smiling and saying something that no one else could hear: [But I have never worried. 】