"What does survival mode mean? Were there such modes in previous special guest competitions? Is it a new one? "
"Does this mean that our entire team of 20 will join forces to fight one?"
"And as long as someone survives, it's a win?"
"Who exactly is this biased towards?"
"This special guest is playing a little too big. What did Fiery Bird give him? Smart armor? The kind that can destroy a large area with a big move? "
Everyone in team 9 was filled with doubts.
Fiery Bird had strengthened the special guest into a big boss. They could understand that the special guest was old, had slow reactions, and was unfamiliar with the game map. But what the hell was this survival mode?
"That means this special guest wants to wipe out our entire team? Too arrogant! "
"This special guest used to play assassin, right?"
"The map is a jungle. It's easy to hide, but it's also dangerous."
Jinro's expression turned serious. "Alright, let's discuss how we're going to play tomorrow."
Because the mode they had encountered was unexpected, team 9 spent a long time discussing it that night.
The next day, the competition hall was packed. They were all celebrities in the gaming circles, and their pre-match interactions incited screams from the audience.
Everyone in team 9 was famous in the gaming circles and had many fans. Not only were there to watch the match, but there were also fans watching the live broadcast.
Eight of the 12 special guests had already been unlocked on the big screen. In the past two days, these eight special guests had appeared one after the other, triggering round after round of heated discussions. This was a carnival for the fans.
Today was already the third day of the special guest competition. There were still four special guests who had not appeared. Fiery Bird had kept them under wraps, and the entertainment reporters had not been able to dig out any information. Everyone could only speculate based on what they already knew.
Before the first match of the third day of the special guest competition, after the interactive segment, team 9 had a short break to adjust their condition.
In the lounge, Jinro even gave a pre-match pep talk.
"Captain Jinro, aren't you worried? This mode is too weird, "someone said.
"No matter what mode he's in, I can face it. The person I'm afraid of isn't here, so I'm not worried. "Jinro was brimming with confidence.
This was not blind arrogance. Jinro was indeed capable. To be able to lead a top-ranked professional team and secure the position of captain, there was no need to doubt his ability. In the past, Fang Zhao had taught him a lot of experience and techniques from "Battle of the Century." Coupled with his own research and accumulated combat experience, he was confident he could handle it.
Besides, as the captain, even if he didn't have confidence, he had to show it. Even if he was panicking, he couldn't let others know.
Thinking about his luck from the start of the All-Star Competition until now, Jinro calmed down a bit.
However, after hearing Jinro's words, Bruce, the vice-captain of Team 9, grasped an important point. "Someone who scares you? You mean Fang Zhao? "
Jinro did not hide anything. "As long as Fang Zhao does not come, I am not afraid of anything else."
He did not feel that being afraid of Fang Zhao was something to be ashamed of. Anyway, he was not the only one who was afraid.
"Rumor has it that your Silver Wing members are all afraid of Fang Zhao?" a bronze-skinned female member asked. Because her skin was slightly dark, she chose a black character in the game and was affectionately called "Black Girl."
"Sister Black, you don't understand." Jinro had a solemn look on his face. "The Fang Zhao in 'Battle of the Century' will be especially ruthless. If you have the chance to meet him in the future, you will understand. As for this, you can ask the people who have crossed hands with Fang Zhao, but they might not be willing to say. "
Jinro did not feel that he was exaggerating. He had met so many people, but only Fang Zhao gave him the strangest feeling. He did not know how to crack it. The Fang Zhao in "Battle of the Century" simply did not give his opponent a chance to breathe once he made a move. The crazy point-sweeping demon was really not an exaggeration.
Arriving at the arena, Jinro glanced at the special guest seats, unable to see the people sitting inside.
Everyone in position, the match began.
For this match, the in-game environment was a jungle. The jungles of the Period of Destruction were not a vast expanse of green. All sorts of brightly colored poisonous plants could be seen, as well as mutated beasts hiding within. It was full of danger.
However, for the special guest match, Fiery Bird had simplified the environment and lowered the level of danger.
But because of this, the members of Team 9 were even more cautious.
If the environment was simplified, it meant that the boss would be harder to deal with. They would have to put more effort into fighting the boss … or perhaps find a place to hide and endure for 30 minutes?
To deal with this situation, Jinro and the others had already formulated a plan last night.
After the 20 people logged into the game, they quickly formed small teams and spread out.
"Follow the plan! Don't let the opponent control the rhythm! "Jinro said.
However, a minute passed.
Ten minutes passed.
The scattered team members picked up first aid kits and even more powerful firearms and weapons. Some people even found invisibility cloaks in a hidden basement.
The audience watching the match was also confused.
"So this is a jungle treasure hunt?"
"Survival mode … so it's actually this simple?"
Schwarzer, who was sitting in the stands, felt sour. He recalled his sorry state during the first match and then looked at Jinro and the rest of the team leisurely hunting for treasure. "Could this be fate?"
However, Jinro was not so relaxed.
They had not even seen the shadow of the boss! They did not even know if the opponent was human or beast!
"Special guest, are you online?" someone in Team 9 shouted with a laugh.
After all, this was an exhibition match. Actually, it was not that serious. When the atmosphere was too tense, they could relax a little and be a little mischievous.
However, these 10 minutes of leisure had indeed allowed some of the team members to relax.
"Wouter! There's a poor little thing in front! "a member of Team 9 shouted to a teammate not far away.
There was a player in Team 9 called Wouter, nicknamed the "Master Dart Player". He was as fast as a leopard in the game. His dart skills were not 100% accurate, but 90% out of 100. In reality, he was a fat otaku. One out of every 100 hits was luck.
Dart? No, only fat.
Of course, his "Master Dart Player" ability was still very strong in the game.
A mutated beast that was half the height of a human appeared. After hearing his teammate's shout, Wouter casually threw a dart.
The mutated beast fell to the ground without making a sound.
His teammate gave Wouter a thumbs up. "Not bad, the Master Dart Player is good at dart skills."
"It wasn't me!" Wouter looked around cautiously. "I was going to do a fancy triple dart, not a single dart kill!"
In the game, the mutated beasts that were killed would disappear. Before the killed mutated beast disappeared, Wouter found a broken knife in the mutated beast's neck.
Wouter had goosebumps all over his body. He shivered and turned on his communicator to contact his teammates. "The boss has appeared …"
However, before he could finish speaking, his vision went black. Then, a "You have been disqualified" notification appeared.
Wouter, who had been disqualified: "???"
I'm disqualified?
How did I get disqualified?
Jinro also realized that one of his online teammates was gone. He suddenly felt uneasy.
He looked at the time. It was 10 minutes and 30 seconds into the game.
After the first 10 minutes of peace, the first person was disqualified half a minute later.
Another half a minute later, the second person was disqualified.
Another half a minute later, the third person.
…
In three minutes, six players from Team 9 had been disqualified!
Every half a minute interval was extremely accurate and rhythmic.
However, this rhythm was not right!
Outside the game, the SilverWingPolarLight team members were sitting in the stands.
"It's still the same maneuver."
"It's still the same feeling."
Schwarzer was no longer sour. He touched his chest with a look of relief. "I have a scary guess."
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