Chapter 702 The Boy From the Past

Something is not right.

Although he didn't know where this strange premonition came from, Zhou Zekai still subconsciously became alert.

He was clearly in an advantageous position and had clearly seized the initiative...

But a very dangerous feeling still surged into his heart.

He had to retreat.

For professional players, sometimes this unreasonable intuition was a very good weapon for them, and for Zhou Zekai's level, it was even more so.

Yi Qian Chuan Yun turned over and rolled to the back.

"Yi Qian Chuan Yun's attack was very fierce! After seizing the initiative, he was relentless and completely controlled the situation in the scene, oppressing, oppressing again, and constantly oppressing Da Meng Xian Jue's living space. Da Meng Xian Jue had no way out!

Wait, Zhou Zekai... retreated?!" Pan Lin, who was excitedly explaining Zhou Zekai's personal show, was stunned. There was some surprise in the remaining excitement. Why did he retreat in this position? He immediately forced Da Meng Xian Jue into a dead end!

"This..." Li Yibo frowned, and kept replaying the situation in his mind.

He put himself in Zhou Zekai's shoes, but, in his understanding, that position was definitely the best angle of attack, even if you look at it from a God's perspective, there is no reason to retreat!

The director moved the camera away from the cosplay girl and turned it to the professional players in the Samsara preparation seat, hoping to detect some clues from his teammates.

However, the Samsara preparation seat was also a little surprised, and they didn't know why.

"Captain, is this... going to let the water go?" Du Ming said his guess dryly.

Although it was a bit absurd, it seemed that only this statement was the most likely.

But... let the water go?

"No... It seems that the captain has noticed some danger." Jiang Botao shook his head solemnly.

Danger, where does the danger come from?

Even Sun Xiang frowned in confusion.

It feels really sharp, which is a bit of a pity.

Zhang Jiale's face was filled with regret for a moment, but he soon returned to normal. What a terrible opponent... Although he failed to surprise attack, he had already decided not to give up.

Charge forward, roll over.

It seemed to be a simple advance, but at this moment, it seemed a bit absurd.

He was suppressed from the front, so why rush forward?

Pan Lin and Li Yibo entered a rare state of silence.

In the audience, Zhang Wei was the first to find that something was wrong. His eyes widened a little, staring at the figure on the field: "This is..."

"What is it? Wait, you are not talking about..." Mo Chuchen was stunned for a moment, but soon understood.

The players of Baihua seemed to have received some secret code, and their faces became strange. They not only looked at Zhang Jiale on the big screen, but also looked at the calm and self-assured members of the Ember Team shown on the side screen.

Only Yu Feng was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Captain, you should know the situation of the Baihua team in the fifth, sixth and seventh seasons, right?" Zou Yuan thought for a while and asked Yu Feng.

Yu Feng nodded. He knew that in the fifth season, Sun Zheping retired due to injury, and Zhang Jiale carried all the burdens of Baihua alone.

Similarly, at that glance, the injured Baihua team was like a beast that chose its prey, constantly biting all its opponents and directly entered the finals.

But unfortunately, their opponent that year was the Tiny Herb team led by Wang Jiexi who sacrificed himself for the team. The two teams with similar situations collided fiercely, but in the end, the Baihua team without the Mad Blade was defeated by the Tiny Herb team, which was united from top to bottom, and ended its summer.

The next year, Zhang Jiale began to squeeze himself madly and harshly, forcing himself to take over Sun Zheping's job from the long-range position. Although there were some regrets that year, Zhang Jiale still led the Baihua team to the playoffs, entered the semifinals, and stopped in the semifinals.

In the seventh season, Zhang Jiale, who developed a long-range and short-range position play, entered his most glorious state. The long-range and short-range play was perfected. According to a fantasy saying, even if he dragged the Baihua team, he could still be invincible in the professional league. It was also this year that Zhang Jiale won the season MVP and became the first player with MVP without a championship title.

It's a pity that Zhang Jiale still lost to the Weicao team that year...

Wait.

Yu Feng was stunned and looked at the situation on the field: "You mean..."

"Yes, I didn't notice anything just now, but the position of Captain Zhang's rolling made me subconsciously think of the previous situation."

The long-distance and short-distance position play is Zhang Jiale's most powerful skill. With this skill, Zhang Jiale can reach the finals with four people. In that season, everyone was suppressed by Zhang Jiale, even Ye Xiu was no exception. Sun Xiang's rookie king data is almost the same as that of Zhang Jiale in that season, which is why people have been talking about it.

[Zhou Zekai's outrageous intuition is really terrible. Old Zhang originally wanted to take advantage of the momentum just now to suddenly explode, right? ] Su Muqiu smacked his lips with some regret: [It's a pity that the intention was detected. Zhang Jiale is now on guard and it's not easy to play. ]

"Indeed..." Li Wen nodded with some regret.

Just now, if he could seize the opportunity, not to mention taking the opponent away in one wave, Brother Jiale would definitely be able to beat the opponent into a serious disability.

But now...

The intention was discovered, and the outcome was uncertain, but Zhou Zekai was definitely prepared and could not be fooled by the sudden attack.

And Zhang Jiale, regretful of course, is this point, but...

It's not critical, nor too critical.

Rush forward, you can still kill.

The ghostly figure rushed into the three steps, and the flash bomb that had just been thrown moved forward with the body of the big dream.

Just like a player on the basketball court catching up with the ball he threw, in an instant, the magazine flew away, and the empty magazine of the booster-type explosive bomb was thrown out, and the magazine of the freezing bullet was quickly filled.

Close.

The flash bomb exploded, and Zhou Zekai quickly lowered his head, but was still blinded by the flash bomb.

That is to say, taking this opportunity.

The freezing bullet poured.

Three rifle physical skills, unfortunately, I can do it, I could do it long ago.

Zhang Jiale smiled, close to the body, raised his knees, and Mammon spun in his hand to create a beautiful gun flower.

Shoot!

Strong suppression, forcibly create a gap, if there is no opportunity, create an opportunity yourself.

This is the essence of the long-range and short-range double-station play.

Yiqiang Chuanyun was caught off guard and knocked into the air by Da Meng Xianjue, but even so, Zhang Jiale did not mean to relax at all. After the freezing bullet was forcibly shot out, he raised his hand and threw a metal can into the sky.

Smoke grenade, cover the field of vision, switch bullets, and output explosive bombs.

In an instant, the magazine was emptied again, suppressing Yiqiang Chuanyun's movement, and throwing an electric grenade at the landing point.

Interference, paralysis, strengthen ammunition, continue to output!

"One, Yiqiang Chuanyun was completely suppressed!" Pan Lin's eyes widened: "Is this... Zhang Jiale's double-position play?"

Li Yibo didn't say anything. In a trance, he felt as if time had flowed backwards. Now it was not the tenth season, but the craziest season moment of the seventh season.

Zhang Jiale's tragic, crazy, and arrogant season.

Complete suppression, without any pause, the status of the uncrowned king of the professional league seemed to be completely unshakable, the title level without a title, the uncrowned king without a championship.

All of this seems to be no exaggeration to describe Zhang Jiale.

The dominance of the ammunition expert was demonstrated again, and Zhang Jiale, who was no longer at the peak, seemed to have become the boy he used to be.

Zhang Jiale's operation was focused and precise. He adjusted his position, avoided possible counterattacks, and then...

Suppress, suppress, suppress!

Suppressed the gun king to the point where he could hardly fight back.

This made the Baihua Stadium jubilant.

Just like Li Yibo's illusion, time began to reverse, and Zhang Jiale, who once lavished his youthful blood in this venue, returned here.

The members of the Baihua team blended into this atmosphere and shouted Zhang Jiale's name loudly.

In the venue, Zhang Jiale's fans were already excited. They were the group of players who firmly believed in and supported Zhang Jiale. After Zhang Jiale returned, they still resolutely supported him.

They cheered, they jumped for joy, they were excited and cried because of the game on the field.

It was not only Zhang Jiale who returned, but also them, who were also in this venue and the same player on the field, their most firm belief in their hearts.

Even now, Zhang Jiale still has a lot of firm black fans. No matter which game, there are people commenting and scolding.

Xiao Chen is also one of them. He is even a member of Zhang Jiale's black fan group.

He did not go to the scene to watch the game, but he watched the live broadcast of every game of Zhang Jiale and insulted Zhang Jiale in the group chat.

Today, he didn't speak for a long time. His hands stayed on the keyboard for a moment, staring at the completely different ID in a daze.

The chat in the group pulled him back from his memories. He opened the group chat, looked at the messages that were refreshed, and hesitated for a moment.

If it was usual, he would have started to output unilaterally, but today, his hands seemed to be particularly heavy.

He saw someone tagging him, as if curious about why he didn't speak today.

Xiao Chen hesitated: [No matter what, today, I still hope he can win. ]

Ignoring how many people's dissatisfaction his words would cause, Xiao Chen turned off the group chat and watched the game on the computer.

Three years ago, I seemed to be in the stadium.

If you can win this game, in the finals, no matter what, I will go to the scene to cheer for you.

You have to win.

Not just for yourself.

You have to win, for yourself, for Yu Jin. Zhang Jiale stared at Zhou Zekai on the opposite side. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Zhang Jiale felt that everything around him seemed to slow down. His thinking speed became very fast, and his opponent's movements were very slow.

He knew that this was an illusion, but this state was very good.

Although he was no longer at his peak, he was not tired at all.

He could still fight, and it was almost time to end it.

The originally crazy output finally slowed down. Da Mengxianjue jumped back and threw the grenade in his hand.

[Random Thunder]!

Bang!

Blood splattered on his forehead, and the health bar disappeared crazily.

Barrett sniper?

Young people are really scary. They can still use Barrett sniper at this time?

The sound of the bolt being pulled, is it dual control?

Next, will there be another shot?

Da Meng Xian Jue landed. Because of the dominance, although the damage was taken, the state was still full.

After landing, Da Meng Xian Jue raised his hand, and Yi Qian Chuan Yun raised the sniper equipment in his hand again.

[Barrett Sniper]!

[Supernova Nuclear Explosion]!

[Glory]!

"Who won!?" Fang Ruiteng stood up and looked at the stage. The others were also very nervous.

This has nothing to do with the score result. They hope Zhang Jiale can win.

Li Wen stood up, Sun Zheping stood up, Lin Jingyan stood up, Lao Wei stood up... Everyone in Yu Jin stood up.

The backend data seemed to be stuck, and the results were not released for a long time. Pan Lin couldn't help but urge them, but the result was that the release would be postponed for a while for the sake of the program effect. Pan Lin was so angry that he almost cursed, but he could only wait...

"We won." Zhang Wei murmured.

"We won!"

"Team Zhang won."

The members of the Baihua team laughed. Although the director wanted to increase the viewership, the advantage of the scene was that they could see the players walking out of the player channel.

When Zhang Jiale walked out first, everyone was shocked, but soon Zhou Zekai's appearance made the whole audience cheer.

Zhang Jiale won, and the Ember team won the ring match with a score of 5 to 3.

Zhang Jiale held Zhou Zekai's hand. Zhou Zekai hesitated, frowned, and wanted to speak, but seemed a little hesitant. Zhang Jiale laughed: "How is it, senior, is it awesome?"

Zhou Zekai's brows relaxed instantly, and he hummed in a low voice. After thinking for a while, he added: "Very awesome."

Just like before...

Zhang Jiale laughed happily. In the end, Zhou Zekai's shot did not fire. The electric shock grenade played a crucial role. The supernova nuclear explosion was truly fired on Yi Qian Chuan Yun.

Zhang Jiale turned his head to look at the big screen. On his photo, the two words "Glory" were shining.

It's great, just like before.

Zhang Jiale put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the audience: "How is it, is your brother Zhang awesome?"

"Damn, you're already panting before I even told you you're fat, right?"

"I told you you shouldn't have come to pick him up, but you insisted on coming. You're dumbfounded this time, aren't you?"

"Show off, I've shown off to you, right?"

Although they said so, everyone had a smile on their face.

Just like before.