Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

Something is not right.

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

Obviously, he is in an advantageous position now, and has clearly seized the initiative...

However, a very dangerous feeling still came to my mind.

Want to retreat.

For professional players, this irrational intuition is sometimes a very good weapon for them, and this is even more so for players of Zhou Zekai's level.

A shot pierced the clouds and he turned over and rolled backwards.

"Yi Qian Chuan Yun's offensive was very fierce! After taking the initiative, he refused to give in and completely controlled the situation on the scene. He pressed and pressed again, constantly pressing on Dameng Xianjue's living space. Dameng Xianjue had no way out!
Wait, Zhou Zekai… retreated? ! " Pan Lin, who was originally excitedly explaining Zhou Zekai's personal show, was stunned. His remaining excitement was mixed with some surprise. Why would he retreat at this position? He immediately forced Da Meng Xianjue into a dead corner!
"This..." Li Yibo frowned, and kept replaying the situation in his mind.

He put himself in Zhou Zekai's shoes, but from his understanding, that position was definitely the best angle for attack. This was true even from a God's perspective. There was no reason to retreat!

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

However, the people at the Samsara reserve bench were also a little surprised, and they didn’t know why.

"Captain, are you... planning to let us win?" Du Ming said his guess dryly.

Although it is a bit absurd, it seems that this is the most likely statement.

But...let it go?
"No...it seems that the captain has sensed some danger." Jiang Botao shook his head solemnly.

Danger, where does danger come from?
Even Sun Xiang frowned in confusion.

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

There was a fleeting look of regret on Zhang Jiale's face, but he quickly returned to normal. What a terrifying opponent... Although he failed in the surprise attack, he had already made up his mind and had no intention of giving up.

Charge forward and roll over.

It seemed to be a simple and unpretentious progress, but at this moment, it seemed a little absurd.

You are clearly being suppressed head-on, why do you still want to charge forward?

Pan Lin and Li Yibo fell into a rare state of silence.

Among the audience, Zhang Wei was the first to notice something was wrong. He widened his eyes and stared 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 team seemed to have received some secret signal and their faces turned strange. They not only looked at Zhang Jiale on the big screen, but also looked at the calm and composed members of Team Ember displayed on the side screen.

Only Yu Feng seemed 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 and moved forward.

Similarly, at that moment, the injured Baihua team was like a wild beast that chose its prey, constantly biting all its opponents and directly advancing into the finals.

But unfortunately, that year their opponent was the Weicao team led by Wang Jiexi, who sacrificed himself for the team. The two teams with similar situations collided fiercely, but in the end, Baihua, which was missing Kuang Dao, was defeated by the united Weicao team, and its summer came to an end.

The following year, Zhang Jiale began to exploit himself madly and harshly, forcing himself to take over Sun Zheping's former job from the remote position. Although there were some regrets that year, Zhang Jiale still led the Baihua team to the playoffs, entered the top four, and stopped in the semifinals.

In the seventh season, Zhang Jiale, who developed a long and short position playing style, entered his most glorious state. His long and short position playing style was perfected. To put it in a more mysterious way, even if he was dragging down the Baihua team, he was still invincible in the professional league. It was also in this year that Zhang Jiale won the season MVP, becoming the first player without a championship title but with MVP.

Unfortunately, Zhang Jiale still lost to the Tiny Herb team that year...

and many more.

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

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

The long and short positioning style of play is Zhang Jiale's most powerful skill. Relying on this skill, Zhang Jiale was able to reach the finals with four players on his back. In that season, everyone was suppressed by Zhang Jiale, even Ye Xiu was no exception. Sun Xiang's Rookie King data was almost the same as Zhang Jiale's data in that season, which is why it has always been talked about.

[Zhou Zekai's outrageous intuition is really scary. Old Zhang originally wanted to take advantage of the momentum just now to suddenly explode, right?] Su Muqiu smacked his lips with some regret: [What a pity, the intention has been discovered. Zhang Jiale is now on guard, so it's not easy to fight him.]

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

Just now, if he could seize the opportunity, not to mention taking down his opponent in one wave, Brother Jiale would definitely be able to severely beat his opponent.

Just now...

The intention was discovered, and the outcome was uncertain, but Zhou Zekai was absolutely prepared and there was no way he could be fooled by the sudden attack.

As for Zhang Jiale, this is also a pity, but...

Not critical, but not too critical either.

Rush forward and kill.

A ghostly figure rushed into the three steps, and along with Da Meng Xianjue's body moved forward also the flash bomb that had just been thrown.

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

Close to the body.

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

That is to take advantage of this opportunity.

Freezing bombs poured down.

Three-gun taijutsu, unfortunately, I can do it too, and I was able to do it long ago.

Zhang Jiale had a smile on his face. He got close, raised his knee, and Mammon spun in his hand to create a beautiful gun flower.

shooting!

Use strong suppression to create gaps. If there are no opportunities, create opportunities yourself.

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

A shot through the clouds was unexpectedly knocked into the air by Dameng Xianjue, but even so, Zhang Jiale had no intention of relaxing. After the freezing bullet was forcibly fired, he raised his hand and threw a metal can into the sky.

Smoke grenade, obstruction of vision, bullet switching, output-oriented incendiary bomb.

In an instant, the magazine was emptied again, suppressing Yi Qian Chuan Yun's movement and throwing an electric grenade at the landing point.

Interfere, paralyze, strengthen ammunition, and keep outputting!
"One, Yi Qian Chuan Yun 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 gone backwards. It was not the tenth season, but the craziest moment of the seventh season.

Zhang Jiale's tragic, crazy, and arrogant season. Complete suppression without any pause, his position as the uncrowned king of the professional league seemed completely unshakable, a title without a title level, an uncrowned king without a championship.

All of these seem to be no exaggeration to describe Zhang Jiale.

The ammunition expert's dominance was demonstrated once again, and Zhang Jiale, who was no longer at his peak, seemed to have become the young man he once was.

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

Suppress, suppress, suppress!

The gun king was suppressed to the point where he was almost unable to fight back.

This caused jubilation in the Baihua Stadium.

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

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

In the venue, Zhang Jiale's fans were so excited that they could not control themselves. They were the ones who firmly believed in and supported Zhang Jiale, and they were the ones who still resolutely supported him after Zhang Jiale's return.

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

It wasn't just Zhang Jiale who went back, but also them. They were in the same venue, with the same player on the field, with the most steadfast beliefs in their hearts.

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

Xiao Chen is one of them, and he is even a member of Zhang Jiale’s black fan group.

He did not go to watch the game in person, 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 shock.

The chat in the group brought him back from his memories. He opened the group chat, looked at the messages that flashed up one by one, and hesitated for a moment.

If it were normal times, he would have already started unilateral output, but today, his hands seemed to be particularly heavy.

He looked at someone who was tagging him, as if they were curious about why he hadn't spoken today.

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

Without paying attention to how much dissatisfaction his words would cause, Xiao Chen closed the group chat and watched the game on the computer.

I think I was in the stadium three years ago.

If you can win this game, in the final, no matter what, I will be there to cheer you on.

To win.

Not just for yourself.

I have to win, for myself and 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, while his opponent's movements were very slow.

He knew it was an illusion, but this state was good.

Although he is no longer at his peak, he does not feel tired at all.

We can still fight, it's almost time to wrap it up.

The originally crazy output finally slowed down. Da Meng Xianjue leaped back and threw the grenade in his hand.

【Thunder】!
boom!
Blood splattered on the forehead and the blood bar disappeared wildly.

Barrett sniper?
Young people are really scary. Can they still use Barrett sniper at this time?
The sound of the bolt being pulled, is that dual control?

Next, will there be another shot?

Da Meng Xianjue landed, and because of his dominance, he took some damage, but his condition was still full.

After landing, Dameng Xianjue raised his hand, and Yiqian Chuanyun raised the sniper equipment in his hand again.

[Barrett Sniper]!
[Supernova Nuclear Explosion]!
【glory】!
"Who won!?" Fang Ruiteng stood up suddenly and looked towards the stage. The others were also very nervous.

This has nothing to do with the score, they hope Zhang Jiale can win.

Li Wen stood up, Sun Zheping stood up, Lin Jingyan stood up, Lao Wei stood up... everyone in Yujin 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 he got 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 out loud, but he could only wait...

"Won." Zhang Wei murmured.

"Won!"

"Team Zhang won."

The members of the Baihua team laughed. Although the director was very cunning and wanted to increase the ratings, the advantage of the live show was that they could see the players walking out of the player channel.

When Zhang Jiale was the first to come out, everyone's heart skipped a beat, 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 five to three.

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

Zhou Zekai's brows relaxed instantly, and he hummed softly, thought for a moment, and added, "Very impressive."

Same as before...

Zhang Jiale laughed happily. In the end, Zhou Zekai's shot was not fired. The electric grenade played a crucial role and the supernova nuclear explosion actually hit Yi Qian Chuanyun.

Zhang Jiale turned his head and looked at the big screen. On his photo, the two words "Honor" were shining brightly.

It’s great, just like before.

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

"Fuck, I haven't even told you that you're fat yet and you're already panting, right?"

"I told you that you shouldn't come to pick him up, but you insisted on coming. Are you dumbfounded this time?"

"Show off, I've finished showing off to you, right?"

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

Just like before.

(End of this chapter)