Fog Era

This is impossible!

This is Boxin’s first reaction.

He has repeatedly studied Shi Tiexin's combat video. He has measured Shi Tiexin's camera to second place after the decimal point. He has repeatedly zoomed in and confirmed all Shi Tiexin's gun-holding posture.

Two days, six hours, hundreds of fierce duels, various environments, various styles of opponents, including all kinds of emergencies and unexpected tactics caused by pro-professional players .

Sampling data like this can already be regarded as perfect.

For Boxin Boss, he is convinced that in modern society, no one can keep secrets in the face of sufficient data. The swing speed of the arm, the limit time of the reaction, these things are all at a glance in front of the data.

In the carefully prepared game, he estimated that K's winning rate is 65%, and the probability of perish together is 15%. The remaining 20% ​​is God's will.

But now, it is obviously not a matter of providence.

One accurate headshot, the other hit the cheek.

It seems that there is not much difference. The audience also burst into discussions, but it was a pity that Little K was losing, thinking that Little K was playing abnormally, otherwise the two would be perish together, unbeaten and undefeated.

But Boxin Boss doesn't think it is a problem with K's play.

He stared sharply at the screen, his face was calm, but he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart.

"This guy, he set up a game for me from the very beginning, and has been disguised for hundreds of games, and he hasn't revealed anything in any unexpected situation. What a...what a guy!"

The guy's holding posture is simply no problem at all, all are pretends, all are bait to lure him into being fooled!

The game is still going on, and the best-of-three system still exists.

However, Boxin Boss tactically leaned back and slumped himself in the seat.

He doesn't have to watch it anymore, because he knows that K will lose.

Damn, I had already sent my own Captain to crush, didn't expect a clever person may become the victim of his own ingenuity, and finally I was tricked by this kid!

In the game, Shi Tiexin once again walked to the streets of the western town. The expression is unemotional, and the heart is flat.

If he knows what Boxin Boss is thinking, he will definitely say, I really didn't set up a set for you, you made a cage yourself and got in.

Heat firearms are very different from kinetic firearms in terms of excitation principle, use method, and recoil feel. Although he has Perfect level small gun shooting skills, it doesn't mean that he can immediately know how to use all small guns.

For normal shooters, it takes at least hundreds of hours of dedicated training to leap from kinetic firearms to thermal firearms, and to also hone the level to their own limits. The Perfect level shooting technique and the derived [Gun Sense] attribute can greatly shorten this adaptation time, but it also requires an adaptation period of at least 30 hours.

Shi Tiexin's grip is flawed because he is not used to thermal firearms. Those data are true, but they have deceived smart people.

After all, who would have thought anyone could be so familiar with kinetic firearms? Just like in another world line, who would have thought that someone would be more familiar with flintlock muskets?

The mistake of Boxin’s Boss came from this.

Shi Tiexin didn't think about it as much as Boxin Boss.

He was just standing on the long street in the small town, just looking at the opponent on the opposite side.

He can see that his opponent has panicked.

The quick and clean spike in the last round greatly shook the youngster's confidence.

As a professional player, Kimpossible has never lost. But failure and death in team battles, and being killed in a single match in full view, are completely different feelings.

Even more how, he was instantly killed by the opponent in his most proud field, the most proud method, and the most proud trap.

His psychology is already out of balance.

Although he was trying his best to restrain, his breathing was no longer steady and his hands trembled slightly. His eyes couldn't calm down, his eyes burst with extra, hysterical offensive intent, and of course, the self-doubt that was deeply entangled like a shadow.

Shi Tiexin knows very well that he is no longer his opponent.

But Shi Tiexin is considering whether or not to kill him.

I took the lead and killed each other in a round, and the other side fought hard and killed himself in a round. Then the two perish together in the final round, and finally shake hands and pat each other on the shoulders and say that you are strong, And showing the appearance of sympathy and sympathy-this may be the most win-win, and at the same time the most social script that makes both sides completely passable.

Shi Tiexin is considering whether to follow this script.

Drip!

A huge exclamation mark appeared, and the duel began!

Little K burst out with a loud roar. The right hand drew out his gun with the greatest strength in his life like a phantom. At the same time, his legs burst out all one's strength, and he suddenly leaped to the side, trying to avoid the life-threatening one. bullet.

bang!

The flames burst, K's head suddenly tilted back, and the large-scale simulated blood donation spattered like a burst of water polo.

Puff, Xiao K’s body fell to the ground, and this time he couldn't even shoot a bullet out of the barrel.

Shi Tiexin didn't move a step, stood forty-five meters away and watched everything silently, the gun smoke from the muzzle wafted away with the wind.

He took a deep breath.

Sure enough, only victory cannot be tarnished, only success or failure cannot be disappointed.

Want to beat me?

Yes.

Send stronger people!

Two wins in three games, Shi Tiexin wins!

oh la la, Shi Tiexin scattered the nanodevices from her body. He pushed open the spherical hatch and walked outside. Outside, there was silence, and everyone looked at him with wide-eyed eyes.

Shi Tiexin looked towards the standing audience: "Is anyone still challenging?"

No one came forward.

He looked towards the quasi-pro players again: "Is anyone still challenging?"

The quasi-pro players did not say anything.

Shi Tiexin finally looked towards Boxin Boss: "Is there anyone else, challenge me?"

Boxin Boss glanced at the desperate little K, who just had the potential of a focal point of ten thousands Xinxing, no one pays attention to him anymore. Standing or lying down, Martial Artist's world is so vivid, so cruel, and so beautiful.

So Boxin Boss stood up and spoke like a Hongzhong: "I speak my words, today, no one will challenge you again. Shi Tiexin, you win, you are Boxin laid down the ring of the corona battlefield, and then defeated it with a record of complete victory. Fairness belongs to you, glory belongs to you, and victory belongs to you!"

"ao ——!!!"

The audience boiled, they raised their arms and cheered, applauded warmly, congratulating the master of the success.

Yin He glanced around in the crowd, then blended into the crowd, yelling rhythmically in a provocative tone: "The King of Spears! The King of Spears! The King of Spears!"

Someone was motivated and shouted.

More people were motivated and shouted.