Chapter 1055 A New Perspective

The emcee laboriously pieced together the last seat number. After announcing it, the audience responded mostly with disappointed sighs. Everyone, of course, hoped to go on stage and participate in the interaction, but unfortunately, only a very small number of lucky people would be chosen.

Chen Guo was among those sighing in disappointment.

Each time a random number was selected, her eyes would be wide. When Zhou Zekai finally announced the seat number himself, she strained her ears to listen. In the end, out of over ten thousand audience members in the venue, only four were selected, a 0.04% chance. Chen Guo was very disappointed that she wasn’t picked.

But this was like winning the lottery, so not being selected wasn't enough to cause depression.

After Chen Guo finished regretting, she immediately picked up her newly bought binoculars and started observing again.

"Eh eh!!!" Chen Guo suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Ye Xiu and Tang Rou looked at her, puzzled.

"Su Mucheng also brought binoculars!" Chen Guo was very excited, feeling synchronized with her idol.

"Really? Let me see!" Ye Xiu said quickly.

"Look!" Chen Guo gave the binoculars to Ye Xiu. "Over there, over there."

Ye Xiu took the binoculars and looked towards the professional players' seats. He quickly found Su Mucheng. This girl had indeed brought a large pair of binoculars, and was holding them up, constantly turning them this way and that.

"Right, right, right!!" Chen Guo kept babbling in Ye Xiu's ear, but Ye Xiu saw Su Mucheng holding up the binoculars, turning them around, and finally turning them in this direction, soon stopping.

The distance was a bit far... but now they were essentially face to face. Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, but Chen Guo was already trying to get the binoculars back. Ye Xiu handed them back to her. Chen Guo held them up for a look, and immediately let out a scream: "Ah!"

Chen Guo quickly lowered the binoculars, her expression somewhat blank: "She seems to be looking over here, isn't she?"

"It seems so..." Ye Xiu said.

Chen Guo quickly raised the binoculars again, and then exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, she's waving over here, is she greeting someone?" Chen Guo said, simply standing up and looking around, but she didn't notice that the person next to her was also waving in that direction.

After scanning around, she naturally didn't find anything. Chen Guo sat back down and raised the binoculars again, but Su Mucheng's gaze had already ended.

At this time, the four professional players participating in this activity had also stepped onto the stage. Zhou Zekai was one of the four. In this activity, three professional players volunteered to participate, and the other would usually be selected from the All-Star level players to liven up the scene. Those who could be selected for the All-Stars were naturally more popular than ordinary players. Such players were like the big stars in movies who guaranteed box office success.

And this popular player had to draw four lucky audience members, and then participate in the activity with everyone.

In the first part, the hurdle race, the popular player was of course Zhou Zekai. At this time, he was standing on the stage with other professional players and ordinary audience members. Upon comparison, he immediately appeared somewhat different.

He seemed to exist somewhere between a professional player and an ordinary audience member.

He was somewhat restrained and uneasy, but not as obvious as the ordinary audience members; the other three ordinary professional players, whose popularity was far less than his, seemed more composed than this god-level player.

The emcee was interviewing the eight people one by one.

The four ordinary audience members were asked their names, their in-game IDs and classes in Glory, and then their feelings at the moment.

Two of the four fully expressed their excitement, one started laughing as soon as they opened their mouth, completely unable to speak, and the other was a girl who was looking at Zhou Zekai with starry eyes. But she was disappointed that Zhou Zekai didn't turn to look at her at all, and just kept looking down at his toes.

After the audience members were asked, it was the professional players' turn, and they were all very skilled at being interviewed.

Finally, it was Zhou Zekai's turn, and the emcee's palms were already sweating.

"Zekai..." the emcee called out nervously.

Zhou Zekai looked up at him.

"How is it? Do you have the confidence to win a championship?" the emcee asked.

"Uh..." Zhou Zekai hesitated for a moment.

"Good," he said.

"Add oil, add oil." The emcee didn't bother to dwell on what the "good" meant, and quickly ended the interview with the god. He immediately announced that the first part, the hurdle race, was about to begin.

This competition was purely for entertainment, so they didn't care about fairness at all. The professional players all used their own account cards directly, and the audience members were also advised to use their own, unless they didn't bring their account cards, in which case the organizers would provide them. However, during the promotion, the audience had been reminded to bring their account cards, because they would have the opportunity to go on stage and play the game with the professional players. Therefore, the four people who came on stage at this time all logged in with their own accounts.

The eight people went onto the competition stage, and soon, eight characters appeared on the race track. The most eye-catching was of course Zhou Zekai's Gun King, One Autumn Leaf. Dressed in a gray trench coat and a black top hat, just like Zhou Zekai himself, he lowered his gaze and stood quietly behind the starting line of track number one.

Next to him was the character of a lucky audience member. The seven characters were lined up in this way, with the heads of the four characters in the middle all tilted towards track number one, obviously the four ordinary players were all turning their perspectives to admire the demeanor of this Gun King.

Three professional players, who were usually difficult to contact for ordinary people, were suddenly overshadowed by the god-level player.

"Everyone to your positions... Ready..." A loud voice echoed throughout the venue.

"Bang!" The starting gun fired.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

After the starting gun fired, a series of gunshots followed immediately. The audience was stunned, thinking that the starting gun was some kind of gimmick, but then they saw that Zhou Zekai's One Autumn Leaf was already flying backwards, and the series of gunshots were not from the starting gun, but from the series of sparks fired by Zhou Zekai's silver weapon, the Revolver of Death.

Without a doubt, Zhou Zekai was using the Flying Gun technique.

The Flying Gun requires a high shooting frequency. Flying Artillery can push a character far with one shot, but Flying Gun requires continuous shooting to maintain the character's levitation. In terms of difficulty, Flying Gun is far more difficult than Flying Artillery.

But Zhou Zekai, the current number one Gunner, could be said to be using the basic skill of Flying Gun with perfection. When the starting gun fired, the character quickly turned around, and then flew backwards, instantly widening the gap with the other seven. Just this reaction alone showed that Zhou Zekai was clearly superior to ordinary people.

When using the Flying Gun, the character touches the ground far more frequently than with Flying Artillery. But under Zhou Zekai's superb control, One Autumn Leaf glided across the track like a dragonfly skimming the water. Seeing that the first hurdle was approaching, he didn't even turn his perspective to look, but only slightly tilted the shooting angle downwards, and then gently jumped, and One Autumn Leaf perfectly brushed past the hurdle without jumping even a fraction more.

The electronic screen immediately captured this segment and replayed it. The applause in the stadium was very enthusiastic. This was Team Samsara's home field, which also meant it was Zhou Zekai's home field. Here, he was definitely the most popular player, without exception.

Among the other seven people, one of the professional players was a Witch, who was flying low on a broom, and quickly gained a bit of a lead. When encountering a hurdle, he also made a small change in direction in the air, and the character crossed the hurdle with a flick. These are very basic operations, and most professional players are very solid in them. It is basically impossible to see the difference in skill from one operation. Moreover, it is not scientific to judge skill based on operation. Operation is only part of a player's strength, just like ball control is only part of a football player's level.

In addition to these two classes having such special movement methods, the other six classes were more traditional, and were running steadily at this time. But the two professional players quickly left the other four audience members behind. Whether it was from the movement speed attached to the equipment, or the mastery of the movement rhythm, the professional players were of course far superior to ordinary players. This difference could be easily seen.

If they were to run in such a regular manner, the suspense of this competition would really not be great. But how could a competition without any rules be regular? What everyone was looking forward to was the irregular things happening quickly.

Everyone didn't have to wait too long. One of the professional players took the lead in breaking the silence. His class was a Battle Mage. Although he didn't have special movement methods, he had methods to increase his movement. When passing the first hurdle, he used a Dragon Tooth to stab the hurdle. The hurdle broke, and a non-attribute Chaser appeared behind him. As long as this Chaser was allowed to take effect, he could immediately obtain a Chaser state that increased movement speed.

Chaser Shot could not be used on the hurdle, but only to attack others. The adjacent tracks on the left and right were full of spectators. Although there were no rules prohibiting it, this player obviously felt embarrassed to bully ordinary players. Therefore, his Dragon Tooth ultimately stabbed another player who was one track away.

Professional players would not be so easily hit. That player was a Berserker, who jumped to another track to dodge the attack.

That's right, he cut lanes... But in a competition without rules, cutting lanes was of course allowed. The Battle Mage also didn't hesitate and immediately cut lanes to chase after him, obviously determined to get the Chaser state from this guy.

The professional players clearly entered the state faster than the audience members. The four audience members were still running honestly on their own tracks, while the two on this side were already fighting. And the Witch, who was in second place, also had ideas. Seeing that Zhou Zekai's One Autumn Leaf's speed didn't slow down at all, he also wanted to give him some obstacles. So he kept throwing the lowest-level spell, Magic Bullet, at One Autumn Leaf.

One Autumn Leaf was already flying backwards, so his vision was clear. He immediately began to constantly change the shooting angle, and the character began to move in different directions, no longer limited to one track.

The high-tempo change of direction was like a butterfly fluttering through flowers, so gorgeous that the audience was dazzled, and the applause rang out again. And when the Witch player saw that the Magic Bullets had no effect, he cast a slightly longer spell again, and a five-colored ball appeared in the character's hand. With a whoosh, it turned into a beam of light and shot towards One Autumn Leaf.

Witch skill: Star Ray.