Chapter 138： FGS champion!

There are usually more than a dozen or twenty in the seventh wave, and this one has only 7 people left, and there are fewer people.

There are only three teams left besides Jiang Siming, and each team is not full.

Although these three teams have more numbers than Jiang Siming, everyone agrees that Jiang Siming wants to eat chicken, even though his position is not very good.

The audience has such self-confidence, which is almost blind.

Sure enough, as everyone expected.

The full formation can't take advantage of Jiang Siming's hands, let alone these scattered formations.

Only with ordinary level operations, Jiang Siming successfully won the first place.

There are three kinds of ridicule Jiang Siming's operations, ordinary level, bright level and **** level.

Among these three levels, most professional players can't even reach the ordinary level.

It's so heartbreaking, but you can't refute it.

The final head count was 32 kills!

Jiang Siming once again set a record of his single game, 64 rounds, he killed 32...

Counting it down, he killed half of the people in a game.

At present, the total score of 4am is 69, the second place TL only has 15 points, and the third place 17 only has 8 points, let alone the rest.

All the points of the 16 teams are not 4am high, which is so real that people want to cry.

In the next game, for three consecutive games, Jiang Siming followed the team honestly and didn't take the head much, so that Wei Shen was eye-catching and they all showed their faces well.

This can be regarded as a little compensation for them. They can't always steal the limelight by themselves, which is not conducive to team unity.

And Jiang Siming, who has a steady style of play, was invincible at 4am, and the next three were all successful.

The sixth and last one is left. All the teams don’t think about the first place anymore. The 4am of 120 points is three times more than the sum of their other teams’ points...

The championship has actually been established. Even if the second TL kills the entire plane, they cannot surpass 4am.

Therefore, all major professional players have applied to change pictures and play Sano, which can be regarded as allowing the audience to experience the fun of the small picture gun.

The organizer has no comments, and happily replace the map.

And this group of players from all professional teams have discussed, 64 people, all jumped from the closed city!

Yes, they have released themselves, anyway, they can't win the championship, and the competition behind it doesn't matter.

E-sports is no better than traditional sports, it is divided into champion, second and third place.

E-sports only has champions, they don't know what the runner-up is. If they don't win the championship, they lose.

It's better to have a good game instead of having to lose.

It can also be considered to bring some fun to the audience and increase their own shots.

Therefore, the organizer not only changed the map, but also made it into a model where there is a gun on the ground, so there is no need to pick up the gun.

It was over just after landing.

As soon as this one opened, the audience's passion was ignited to death.

When I saw sixty-four umbrella bags hanging in the self-closing city, the scene was hilarious. I have never seen so many umbrellas falling together. This Nima puts dumplings.

"This is for us to gamble, whoever invites dinner for nothing first." Wei Shen said with a smile.

The smile on Pig Tou's face was so brilliant, the champion was already in hand, and only this one was enough to go to the stage to receive the trophy.

Last year's PCI, they played abnormally at 4am and unfortunately lost. This year they regrouped and possessed the big killer Jiang Siming and successfully won the championship!

"Okay, how is the Michelin restaurant?" Xiao Biao asked.

"No problem, I have no opinion!" Wang Duoyu also spoke.

The two were equally happy, without any pressure.

"Then you don't have any objections, I certainly have no objections. Someone invited me to Michelin for dinner, of course I would be happy." Jiang Siming leaned back in his chair and said leisurely.

At this time, everyone landed, Jiang Siming was the fastest, he didn't need to pick up a gun, and he had more time for target shooting.

Toot toot...

After thirty rounds of bullets were shot, Jiang Siming knocked out seven people from the sky.

But after the others landed, they set the fire to stop him.

Yes, they set fire!

Even if they are all on the face, even if they are not a team, they will not play any of them, just play Jiang Siming...

Jiang Siming calculated it, he had eaten at least thirty people's bullets in one second...

"Like!" Jiang Siming said'indignantly' while patting the table.

Hahahahaha...

Wei Shen they laughed badly.

"Brother Jiang, because your hatred value is too high, they will hit you."

"Oh, Lao Jiang, I'm already thinking about something to eat at Michelin, which is the most expensive."

"Brother Jiang is okay, you still killed seven, no loss or loss."

The three smirked comfort, and there was no comforting tone at all.

Jiang Siming rolled his eyes in pain, and said in a bad mood: "Please, please, support you guys to death!"

Seeing Jiang Siming slumped, Wei Shen and the others were very happy. This kind of situation is rare in 10,000 years.

The final finals ended in a joyous atmosphere, and the last director did not want to count the statistics.

At 4am, the four men stood up from the computer chairs and embraced together excitedly.

"This team is too strong to be defeated. I think it is very difficult for another team to compare with 4am." Ying Hook nose sighed.

"No, this team is strong, but they also installed an ‘artifact’, like Thor’s hammer, it’s that sacred weapon, so it’s invincible at 4am."

Beard said with a bit of dismay, he was really reluctant to bear this competition, but he was actually reluctant to bear Jiang Siming's performance.

But in the next second, he became passionate again: "Let us use the warmest applause and cheers to welcome PUBG's new overlord, fo! A! M!!!"

Four people stood on the stage, and for a while, countless red 4am cheering cards were sprinkled on the stage, and the whole stadium became a red ocean.

Jiang Siming stood in the middle, a 1.5-meter tall, superb appearance, and completely compared Wei Shen and the others to scum.

The female audience screamed idiotically, and these Western girls wished that Jiang Siming would take him back to the hotel for the night.

The PUBG trophy in the center of the stage was lifted by Jiang Siming. At this moment, the atmosphere on the scene reached its peak.

"Congratulations to 4am for winning the FGS Global Championship. Let us give them a bonus of three million pounds!"

The host took a large mock cheque sheet with three million pounds clearly written on it.

This bonus amount is dozens of times higher than the first prize last year.

It seems that with the rich man Tengxun's father, Blue Hole has become more generous.

"Similarly, we also continue to congratulate Ming. He won the title of FGS individual MVP and the record of Murder King. He broke nearly ten records in PUBG tournaments! He is a well-deserved MVP!"

"Our PUBG official will give him another MVP trophy and a reward of one million pounds. At the same time, the Blue Hole will make two sets of skins soon."

"One set is a team skin belonging to 4AM, and another set is an exclusive MVP skin for ming! 7% of the revenue from the sale of these two sets of skins goes to 4am and Ming!"

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