mousepad-d2 Chapter 50 Game Over
Chapter 50 Game Over
The silvery-white rays of light whizzed over, and the tip of the arrow tore through the gentle air, like a silver snake lurking in the jungle and spitting out a letter.
The young man's eyes were focused on the sharp arrow in front of him, his shoulders were slightly tilted, and the sound of the wind whistling by the arrow feathers hurriedly passed by his ears.
"instigate--"
He looked back, the arrow sank into the tree trunk behind him, leaving only a section of white arrow feather, the speed was not fast, it seemed that this was a warning to him.
Fu Yuanzhi turned around, the person in front of him lowered his arms and held a handful of guns in both hands, obviously he came prepared, of course this is nonsense, everyone who came to participate in the competition was fully prepared, wishing to put his teeth on his arms, Do not give the enemy a chance to win.Except, of course, Carl.
The person on the opposite side took out another arrow from the quiver tied to his leg, quickly put it on the crossbow, pointed the silvery arrow at Fu Yuanzhi, and said indifferently, "I advise you to surrender yourself, otherwise don't blame me for getting hurt." .”
A mechanical sound came from the air at the right time: "Qiao Le, No. 1025, a second-year student at the Command University of Science and Technology, mental strength c, physical strength b, good at: arrows and crossbows."
In the auditorium:
"Isn't it appropriate to lose? What's there to see? Just admit defeat and don't delay me watching the next game."
"Tsk, the logistics department will lose against the command department, not to mention that number 1998 is still mentally weak, and he is far behind the opponent."
"Qiao Le from No. 1025 heard that his grades are not bad, and the command department is in the top fifty."
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Fu Yuanzhi couldn't hear what the audience said, but he could feel the opponent's strength even more when he was on the scene.
He didn't answer Qiao Le's words, but turned around in silence.
Qiao Le pointed the arrow at him, "What are you going to do?"
The young man turned his body, his magnificent face shone in the shadow of the lingering leaves, his red lips were pulled outward, "Peek-a-boo."
Qiao Le didn't understand why, and subconsciously asked, "What?"
But that face turned back, leaving the back of his head directed at him, and the young man stretched out his hand and waved it in mid-air, with a relaxed posture.
"Find me and eliminate me."
Before the voice fell to the ground, Qiao Le blinked, and the young man in front of him disappeared in an instant. He subconsciously straightened his body to prevent the other party from approaching him. Shot.
Qiao Le frowned to see the person disappear, shook his hands and relaxed his body, "Playing like a ghost."
It seems that Fu Yuanzhi is not that useless, at least the speed is okay, but it is only okay.
"What's the use of running, everyone can save some time by surrendering earlier, anyway, the end result can only be one." Qiao Le said.
Many audience members also agreed with him.
Indeed, this is an obvious fact. In the eyes of others, Fu Yuanzhi is simply asking for trouble. It is better to surrender as soon as possible. It is better for yourself and everyone.They felt that what Fu Yuanzhi said just now was just trying to save some face for themselves.
But, who cares about a poor student.
After the two separated, the camera's picture was divided into two.
On this side, Qiao Le put down his pads, stepped on the soft soil with his light boots, and walked towards the dense forest step by step.
On the other side, the boy in the camera is standing under the big tree. The tree is very old. The tree is so thick that five or six people can't form a circle holding hands. The shadows are mottled on the dense moss, and the color is thick. From time to time, squirrels poked their heads out of the branches curiously.
The ears catch the crisp birdsong, and when you look away, your eyes are full of green, from light to deep, and you are overwhelmed.
The young man stretched out his hand, but what flowed under the rough bark was not the flow of sap. This made him clearly perceive that the world in front of him was not real, but only made up of data.
The lush moss snaked up from under his feet, and the tangy green grass was mixed with the unique smell of branches and leaves. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, the familiar smell poured into his lungs, and the young man couldn't help stretching his arms forward.
Some viewers couldn't help muttering: "Not to mention, this omage looks really good-looking."
The friends around him nodded, obviously agreeing with him.
The boy knew that the camera was facing him, but since the players in the arena couldn't see it, he only raised his head slightly.
Hearing the "click" sound of the branches and leaves being stepped on, the boy's ears moved slightly, and his bright face shone under the mottled shadow of the tree.
He raised a finger to his lips, lowered his voice slightly, and the audience couldn't help holding their breath: "The hunt has begun."
As soon as the words fell, the youth's figure was like an agile cheetah, and he rushed to the tree, and a silver-white shadow disappeared from everyone's sight.
The camera was delayed for two seconds before catching up again, and the audience was stunned. When we saw each other, the boy was already lying on the tree trunk, motionless among the layers of leaves, and the silver-white clothes also automatically dimmed with the ambient light. , so as not to expose him.
The boy stopped moving.
The breath is completely integrated with the surrounding environment, if they didn't look at it, they really couldn't find it.
At the same time, Qiao Le also entered the forest.
He doesn't like the forest. Compared with the plains, the forest is full of blind spots and various unknowns, which limit his performance. But since Fu Yuanzhi has entered, he has to arrest people and eliminate them.
The forest area is different from the outside. Once entering, the light dims for a while unconsciously. The animals everywhere, the singing of birds and beasts are all affecting his senses and judgment.
Therefore, the original sloppy attitude has become a little more cautious, but only a little bit.
His gaze swept to the place where he could hide, and the crossbow on his wrist was placed on his chest, ready to attack at any time.
Suddenly, the grass in the upper left corner moved, Qiao Le's arrow flew out instantly, and there was a muffled sound of his body falling to the ground. He went to lift the grass, but saw only a wounded deer lying in the grass, Blood gushed out from the wound, and soon the deer turned into a faint blue color and dissipated, returning to the whole world.
Seeing that it was just a deer, Qiao Le withdrew his eyes and continued to move forward, but he didn't notice that a butterfly stopped on the tip of the grass at this moment fluttered its wings and landed quietly on his shoulder.
However, the next time he saw the bushes scurrying, he still raised the crossbow in his hand.
However, it was still an innocent little animal. After a few times, the smell of blood spread to the surroundings. Some kind of tyrannical factor stirred up a strange figure from the depths of the forest, and the insects and beasts that felt the smell all scattered and fled.
Qiao Le, who didn't realize it, gradually lost his patience. Seeing that the number of arrows in the barrel was slowly decreasing, he no longer shot arrow feathers easily.
It seems that this is Fu Yuanzhi's tactic, to consume his physical strength and arrow feathers, and reappear when he is exhausted?
Qiao Le pursed his lips. I'm afraid he couldn't do what he wanted. He just found a clean rock and sat down to recover his strength. Compared with the poor student who has no logistics department, he doesn't think his ability to survive is lower than that of Fu Yuanzhi. .
It depends on who can survive who.
He tore off the vest that protected his chest, his throat was a little dry, and looked at the stream beside the road. The animals that were still drinking by the stream had already disappeared.The whole forest is made up of data. In other words, none of this is real, and the stream water does not quench your thirst.
He could only hold back.
The sunset glow floats up from the mountains, covering the entire forest with a thin layer of gauze.
The audience got impatient and left the stage one after another, only a few people persisted.
Qiao Le didn't want to wait any longer, he gave Fu Yuan countless chances to attack during the rest time, but in the end, that guy shrank his head like a tortoise and didn't move at all.That being the case, then he will find out the person and fulfill him.
He stood up straight, and just as he turned to get the penis, a burst of breath rushed from behind, attacking his back.
The corners of Qiao Le's mouth hooked slightly, he picked up the gun and put it on the arrow feathers as quickly as possible, and shot backwards.
"Now you can't escape!"
The arrow feathers whistled, and the sharp arrows pierced into the flesh, eliciting bursts of roars.
Qiao Le looked at the huge body in front of him in astonishment, but the other party didn't give him a chance, and the silvery claws of the thick palm patted him, roaring like a blood basin in a black hole, so close that Qiao Le could smell it fishy smell.
He rolled sideways in embarrassment, only narrowly avoiding the tiger's sharp claws and bloody mouth.
One blow failed, and the tiger's sharp claws went towards him again. Qiao Le could only get up and run outside.
He is good at long-distance combat, not to mention that the target of close combat is still a tiger. His chances of winning are not great, and he can't climb trees.
With such a decision, he ran faster under his feet.
It's a pity that the road in the forest is not easy to walk, not to mention that the twilight is gradually falling, he only feels that the roads are all the same and difficult to distinguish, and there is a tiger behind him, making it even more difficult!
In the twilight, the usual tree shadows in the daytime became strange and terrifying in the twilight, and the road under the feet also became rough and muddy.
Qiao Le turned around and shot two arrows at the tiger behind him from time to time, trying to slow down its speed, but unexpectedly, the splashed blood and wounds would only make the tiger more angry and excited.
There were several times when the paw hit his shoulder heavily, and when he lifted it up, a layer of skin was removed. After several times, Qiao Le's face turned pale, and his well-protected clothes became tattered.What's more, in the process of being chased, he has only one last arrow left!
He gritted his teeth and felt dizzy, but he couldn't get out of the forest no matter what.
The tiger behind suddenly got into trouble. He jumped up and slapped Qiao Le's head heavily. The latter groaned and threw himself on the ground. The crossbow in his hand was also thrown to the dead leaves a few meters away.
Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Qiao Le reached out to grab the gun, but his legs were pinned down by the tiger and he couldn't move.
The butterfly's wings trembled, but stood firmly on his shoulders.
The prey was right in front of the eyes, the tiger's black and yellow hair was blowing in the wind, and it raised its head and roared into the air.The butterfly, which never left Qiao Le's side, took off from the corner of his clothes, vibrating its wings and flying up into the sky.
Qiao Le's palms were covered with cold sweat, knowing that he was going to die, but he was not reconciled, if it wasn't because of his bad luck, Fu Yuanzhi would definitely be eliminated when he ran into a tiger!
A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.
However, thinking about it was useless, he hung his head, held the last arrow, and quietly waited for himself to be eliminated.
However, at the moment when the tiger's cold teeth touched his head, a voice descended from the sky.
"Don't kill him."
Thick blood mixed with sweat stains stuck to his embarrassed face. These words were like the sound of heaven, pulling the heart in hell back to the world.
Qiao Le raised his head in a trance, his eyes fell from the toe of his shoes to the smiling face, and he saw a handsome and independent young man standing in front of him, his face was as relaxed as if he was on a picnic, even his hair was not messed up, and his fingertips were still lingering A butterfly, just like a young nobleman who came out to play.
"You..." Qiao Le was slightly taken aback.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yuanzhi would come down to rescue him, his thoughts were complicated, and his face was full of colorful expressions for a while.
But before this emotion could be transformed into his heart, the little boy's lips parted slightly, causing waves of chills in him.
"Game over, you lose."