MTL - This Omega is Fierce and Wild-Chapter 5 piercing

West Yan Snow Mountain.

Qiu Yu quietly walked through the ruins of a mountain city near the summit square.

Since he entered the Ruin Lane war zone, he even used less bows and arrows. Most of the time, he could kill players who met him with only a scimitar and a dagger. As long as he is following the traces, almost no players can escape, and they will eventually be caught, sneak behind, and be killed with a knife.

Qiu Yu is like a leopard thrown into the forest, the hunter at the top of the food chain in this game.

In the live broadcast room, there are more and more viewers, and the mood of the barrage is gradually changing:

"Although I can't understand the anchor's operation, I was shocked."

"? Why do you have to climb over the wall here? Isn't it good to turn directly along the road? What did I overlook?"

"If I remember correctly, Mushen also jumped over the wall here once in the snow mountain game. He seems to have said that there is a sniper spot on the opposite side."

Just as Qiu Yu turned over the wall of the ruins and hid himself in the shadow of the bunker, in the narrow window under the high platform not far away, Mu Feibai looked away from the scope.

"Tsk!" His voice was extremely low, but there was a smile in his tone, "Is it a loach? I really don't have any vision..."

In his live broadcast room, the barrage is even more unscrupulous:

"You did the same thing when you were playing games yourself! How dare you criticize others?"

"I guess this guy is also a professional, right? It's really not at the level of ordinary people that you can't even snipe."

"How many times? I remember that person's hairstyle. How many times did Mu Shen catch him but didn't leave him with a sniper's sight? Hahahaha Mu Feibai, you have today too!"

"I don't know why, but I'm suddenly looking forward to the rollover of the Mushen qualifying competition."

"Looking forward to overturning +1"

"Turn over and overturn, I want to see him wash his hair upside down!"

Mu Feibai retracted the muzzle of the gun, raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose.

"If you don't give the vision, I won't give it. I don't want it anymore." He was not angry, but snorted arrogantly, "After I kill the remaining two teams, I will play with him in the end."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the sniper position, walking away from Qiu Yu.

Five minutes later, the game information on the player's PDA was refreshed again—

Number of surviving squads: 2.

Number of players alive: 2.

Qiu Yu watched the player he had just hunted dissipate into a speck of light, slowly straightened up, and looked at the gloomy sky outside the ruins.

Twenty minutes into the game, large flakes of snow began to fall slowly from the top of the snow mountain. Blizzards will affect visibility, and even if the battlefield is reduced to a Ruin Lane war zone, players still have room to maneuver.

In such a tense atmosphere, the barrage in the live broadcast room was quickly brushed:

"Okay, I'm sure, Mushen's live broadcast training number grading match is this one!"

"Fuck, is this really a fight between gods and gods?"

"Anchor, you are facing Mushen! Just ask if you are nervous!!"

Qiu Yu glanced at the window in the corner of his field of vision, and saw Xu Qingqing's "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," being rolled and submerged in countless barrages.

The title "Mushen" is actually not unfamiliar to him.

Not to mention that the original body has always regarded the other party as an idol, just in the past few days when he was resurrected from the corpse, Xu Qingqing mentioned this title more than once. You don't even need to bother to look it up, the memory fragments about "Mushen" will automatically appear in Qiu Yu's mind—

"God of God" Mu Feibai, recognized as the strongest God of War in the professional league of "The Last Century", and the Alpha most wanted to marry by the game fans of the entire Star League.

Since he entered the youth competition at the age of 16, he has been favored by professional teams for his outstanding combat skills and battlefield awareness. After winning the Star League championship with the star youth team for two consecutive years, he was hired by the old e-sports club "Eagle Rider EWG" at the age of 18, and led the Eagle Rider to win the Star Alliance Cup in the professional league for two consecutive years. .

This year is Mu Feibai's third year in the professional league of "The Last Century", and everyone is waiting for him to break the "curse of three consecutive championships" in the Star League Cup of "The Last Century"-so far, no team has been able to win three consecutive championships. Won the Star Alliance Cup championship.

Qiu Yu blinked his eyelashes lightly.

Judging from the original body's memory of Mu Feibai's game live broadcast, the opponent is indeed a combat genius, both in shooting and fighting skills.

Not easy to deal with.

So definitely don't delay.

Once the poisonous fog approached, the two sides had to confront each other head-on in the central square without any cover. Qiu Yu was not 100% sure that he would win.

Next, it's a game of hunting and being hunted.

Qiu Yu opened the PDA and glanced at the progress of the poisonous mist spreading, and quickly put it back, got up and walked towards the central square along the base of the bunker wall.

At the same time, Mu Feibai nestled in a corner, raised his hand and tapped the earphone twice.

The old fans in the live broadcast immediately understood:

"Oh, it's silent."

"Mushen, you are serious, you actually entered silence in a qualifying match!"

"It's worth it. It's definitely a career."

As expected, Mu Feibai didn't speak again, he put the bullets into the magazine one by one, then took out the bayonet hidden behind his waist, and slowly put it on the end of the barrel.

This is the more mainstream street fighting gameplay in "The Last Century". Assault rifles and bayonets, both far and near, are extremely advantageous weapons in complex terrain. Even if there are no control items such as smoke bombs and flash bombs in the escape mode, Mu Feibai can control the battle situation with just such a gun.

At this time, a sentence suddenly flashed in the barrage in the live broadcast room:

"Mushen, take it easy, the bow, arrow and knife that the anchor on the opposite side has been using all the time, and didn't pick up other weapons at all!"

Mu Feibai didn't see this barrage, but the barrage window instantly exploded because of this sentence:

"Fuck! Where's the housing manager?!"

"Sick, who is this? It's forbidden to mention the enemy's information during the game, don't you understand this rule?"

"Kick kick kick! Isn't this kind of person blacklisted for the Chinese New Year?"

Words kept scrolling in the corner of his field of vision, and Mu Feibai couldn't help noticing it.

He frowned and looked over, and happened to find that the room management blocked a spectator from speaking, and issued three warnings in succession: "It is forbidden to mention any information about the enemy during the game! Violators will be black forever!"

However, almost at the same time, Qiu Yu's live broadcast room also became noisy because of a barrage:

"Anchor be careful, the rifle and bayonet used by Mushen are full of three-star weapons. When I came out of his live broadcast room just now, I saw him hiding in the ruins on the east side of the square."

"???"

"What's the situation? Why is there still someone reporting?!"

"Damn it! Doesn't it matter?"

Qiu Yu caught a glimpse of the barrage, and couldn't help frowning. He didn't have time to look up the ID of the audience who reported, and didn't speak, he raised his hand to mute all the audience in the live broadcast room.

Then, holding a bow and arrow and a scimitar, he turned over a ruined wall with light steps, and touched the ruins in the east of the square mentioned in the barrage just now.

Two minutes later, Qiu Yu stopped in front of a dilapidated half-wall bunker.

The bowstring in his hand was tightened, and the arrow rested firmly on his fingertips, but he didn't aim in any direction, but said calmly: "Someone reported to me just now, and found out your location."

Behind the wall, when Mu Feibai heard the first syllable, he suddenly hid in another crack in the wall, raising his gun and aiming at the direction where the sound came from.

Just listen to the voice continue to say smoothly and gently: "This time the tracking is unfair, so, I will give you two minutes to transfer. Next time we meet, you will never die."

In Mu Feibai's live broadcast room, the barrage was filled with surprise:

"Damn it! There's something!"

"Is this the pride of professional players? Even if they are reported by bullet screens, it's not uncommon to take advantage of Mushen. Is it okay to reveal your position?"

"Am I the only one who finds that voice so tender and nice? Ah, the voice of my dream O little milk!"

The barrage rolled quickly, urging Mu Feibai to move quickly.

However, Mu Feibai stayed where he was for a moment, but suddenly smiled softly: "Heh, you and I are left in the game, we will definitely meet anyway, why don't we just fight here?"

After the words fell, he picked up his rifle and carefully sneaked along the bunker in the direction where the sound came from just now.

The other side did not respond for a long time.

Mu Feibai was as familiar with the map as his own living room. He quickly walked around to the other side of the low wall and pointed his gun vigilantly—

There was no one behind the low wall.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, a sharp arrow suddenly struck from behind him!

Mu Feibai's expression changed drastically, he rolled to one side suddenly, dodged the arrow, and at the same time turned the muzzle of his gun, and fired in the direction of the arrow, almost killing the figure that flashed by on the spot - but he escaped after all.

The arrow pierced aggressively into the wall of the ruins, shaking off a cloud of dust.

Accompanied by a crisp answer: "Alright."

The duel lasted less than a second, but it was more thrilling than any previous hunt.

After a momentary pause, the bullet screen in the live broadcast room quickly scrolled again:

"Awesome!"

"The other side is pretty tough, and he took the initiative to sneak up on Mu Shen and managed to escape?"

"The effect of this program is directly full!"

Mu Feibai was in a state of silence and did not open his mouth to interact with the barrage. Holding the rifle cautiously, he continued to take the initiative to attack, touching the direction where the figure was exposed just now.

Qiu Yu sat behind a ruined wall, tore open the first-aid kit, sprinkled a whole bottle of hemostatic medicine on the bleeding wound on his side, and quickly wrapped it in gauze. The wound healed quickly under the action of the potion, and the life value stopped declining and began to recover slowly.

Qiu Yu rubbed the empty medicine bottle in his hand, listened for a moment, then raised his hand and threw it out of the bunker.

The bottle slammed on the edge of a stone pillar, and it was instantly torn apart.

At the same time as the sound sounded, Qiu Yu suddenly rolled and left the place.

A bullet came galloping, making a shallow crater where he had been sitting just now—the other party was not fooled.

Mu Feibai didn't succeed in one blow, so he turned around and retreated immediately.

In the next moment, a figure flashed not far away, and instantly disappeared behind the other side of the remnant stone.

Mu Feibai raised his gun to shoot at the same time, and then heard the sound of someone falling to the ground.

However, it was too late.

Swiftly and silently, the arrow brushed against the edge of the bunker at an extremely tricky angle, sank heavily into Mu Feibai's chest, and passed through his heart. The huge force knocked him back two steps, and his body uncontrollably fell on his back.

The field of vision turned gray, and the bullet screen was scrolling crazily.

Mu Feibai was lying in the game cabin, raising his hand to rub his chest that was still in pain.

After a while, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth and let out a pleasant chuckle: "...It's kind of interesting."