As for whether you can kill after encountering them, that depends on your own strength.

Currently, the record holder for the highest number of kills in the Asia server is Se7en team's superstar player Lech, with the "God of Killing" Emily Thompson's 36 kills!

But he fought his way up through one FPS game after another, and in the FPS shooting game community, it's no exaggeration to call him a legend. Ordinary people simply can't compare.

So when Adam Wright heard someone was about to get 30 kills and win the game, his first reaction was: nonsense!

Because in his impression, even that guy from their school couldn't get 30 kills and win without a lot of luck—it would be impossible.

But seeing the first-floor lounge area in front of the big screen already packed with people, Adam Wright suddenly felt a bit uncertain.

Forget it, I'll go take a look.

With that thought, Adam Wright took his cigarette and walked toward the big screen.

……

"Vic123 used an AWM to headshot and knock down Zzppp!"

23 kills!

As soon as he reached the big screen, Adam Wright's eyelid couldn't help but twitch!

Because he saw that after firing one shot with the AWM, that person immediately switched guns, and then a 98K with an 8x scope appeared in his hands.

Next, without any hesitation!

Pre-aim, scope in!

The muzzle lifted slightly, "bang"!

Quick-scope!

In the wheat field in front of the southern hill of P City, a person hiding behind a haystack had just poked their head out and was instantly blasted down with a single shot!

"Vic123 used a 98K to headshot and kill White Heron Sky!"

"Vic123 used an AWM to kill Zzppp!"

With just two shots, a duo in the final circle was kicked out of the match by the person on the big screen.

A real expert!

Adam Wright felt a chill in his heart and made his judgment.

Not to mention anything else, just this person's sniping skills on the big screen were definitely a cut above the #4 sniper on their school's pro team.

And anyone who dares to carry both an AWM and a 98K in the final circle, Adam Wright always thought, is either a real idiot or truly awesome!

Vaguely, Adam Wright felt that the person on the big screen belonged to the latter.

……

Chapter 8: A Chance Encounter with the Great God, One Shot to the Soul!

In a certain area of the internet café, the crowd standing behind a row of four seats had grown even larger than before.

Because many people who had just finished a game heard that a god who might get 30 kills and win was right beside them—how could they sit still? They all rushed over to watch.

"Holy crap! What a beast!"

"Only 18 people left! Bro, keep it up!"

"Careful, the next circle is about to move!"

The three roommates beside Ryan Clark were also getting excited, even more hyped than Ryan Clark himself, who was sitting there.

At that moment, Brian Carter, who had been staring at the screen, suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Damn! It's really a wheat field circle!"

Seeing this, the people around started whispering to each other.

"This is going to be tough. I think it's better to play safe on the edge of the zone."

"Yeah, there aren't many covers in the wheat field, just a few haystacks, and those must have been taken by four-man squads."

"If you run into a full four-man squad, you're definitely done for!"

"……"

However, at this moment, the expression on Ryan Clark's face, wearing headphones, looked like he had entered a certain state.

In the short time since he started playing this game, from the indifference when parachuting at the start, just playing casually, to stepping up when his teammates died, and then getting his hands on two familiar guns—

With the crimson kill count steadily rising, Ryan Clark's mindset had undergone a huge change.

In this tense final-circle match, with his mind highly focused, Ryan Clark felt as if everything around him had ceased to exist.

In the whole world, only he remained, along with the two sniper rifles on his back!

This feeling was both familiar and strange...

At that moment, his pupils shrank.

Ryan Clark saw a figure appear behind a haystack in the wheat field not far away, blocking his only path into the next circle.

No hesitation.

With his energy already maxed out, Ryan Clark ran down the slope with both guns on his back, reached out with his right hand, and an AWM appeared in his grip.

Because he vaguely saw that the person was wearing a black level-three helmet.

Scope in!

Bang!

Scope out!

As the smoke cleared, the person who had poked their head out from behind the haystack, trying to shoot Ryan Clark, was knocked to the ground by a single shot before they could even fire.

At the same time, two more people stood up in the wheat field not far from the haystack.

It turned out that the person hiding behind the haystack had seen Ryan Clark running down the slope trying to enter the circle and wanted to take him out alone.

But in reality, he was shot down before he could even fire, and could only call out enemy positions to his teammates.

……

Da! Da! Da!

Tat-tat-tat!

A burst of gunfire rang out—one of them was using an M16A4 with a 4x scope for single shots, the other was spraying full-auto with a SCAR-L and a red dot sight!

Ryan Clark's ears twitched slightly, and he instantly made a judgment.