Back Throw, as a grappling technique, has the effect of forcing the target to fall to the ground. However, due to the terrain, there was a difference in elevation after this Back Throw, and the effect of forcing the target to fall to the ground quickly passed its effective duration due to this difference in elevation. Who Doesn't Bow Their Head obviously understood this setting characteristic of Back Throw. After being thrown into the pit by the Back Throw, she immediately adjusted her angle and fired, wanting to use the technique of flying with gunfire to change her movement trajectory, resolve the control of this Back Throw, and further escape the awkwardness of being in the pit.

Who would have thought that the moment she fired, a figure jumped up from the pit. She was below and the figure was above. As the gun fired, that figure had already stepped on her.

One foot, then another foot, and another foot, and another foot, and another foot… and another foot…

Steamed Bun Invasion's Monk skill, Eagle Stamp, was obviously maxed out, delivering a full five kicks. After five kicks, Who Doesn't Bow Their Head had already been firmly trampled at the bottom of the pit, unable to even cry. Beside her, Mo Dare to Turn Back's health bar was already only half full, looking extremely wretched.

But at this moment, Who Doesn't Bow Their Head couldn't even take care of her own safety, let alone worry about Mo Dare to Turn Back. She hurriedly adjusted her chaotic view after being continuously trampled by Steamed Bun Invasion's five kicks. Then, she felt the light dim. The view she had just raised towards the sky was blocked by a shadow. Lord Grim, even jumping into a pit was so flashy, actually opening his Myriad Manifestations Umbrella. Did this pit of this height need a parachute?

The next second, Who Doesn't Bow Their Head knew she was wrong.

Lord Grim was definitely not just showing off idly. Opening the umbrella also had a purpose. Under the shifting light, a grenade was thrown down from an unknown angle. By the time Who Doesn't Bow Their Head noticed, the grenade had already exploded. There was only that little space at the bottom of the pit. Where could they escape? A low-level grenade blasted Who Doesn't Bow Their Head and Mo Dare to Turn Back, two self-confident experts, into disarray.

Looking up again, Lord Grim hadn't jumped down at all. He just held the umbrella open and swayed on the edge of the pit, just to throw this grenade. Not only didn't he come down, but Steamed Bun Invasion also used the five kicks on Who Doesn't Bow Their Head to his advantage. After the skill ended, he had already jumped out of the pit in a dashing manner. Just after Lord Grim's grenade exploded, Steamed Bun Invasion also raised his hand and threw something down. Judging from the shape, it was just a beer bottle. But Glory players, of course, knew that this wasn't an ordinary beer bottle. The bottle was half-filled with not beer, but gasoline!

Rogue skills were just that low-down. If it were a grenade, skilled players could detonate it before it was thrown over, but what about a gasoline bottle? If it exploded, the results would be hard to say.

But no matter what, this would at least lead to an unclear result. Compared to actually being hit by a gasoline bottle and being burned into a flaming figure, the situation might still be somewhat more optimistic. Who Doesn't Bow Their Head and Mo Dare to Turn Back had the same thought process, and their operational rhythm was also the same. Two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously. The gasoline bottle was shot and exploded in mid-air. The splashed oil all turned into small fireballs, flying towards the pit walls or the pit bottom.

The two of course tried hard to dodge, only to realize that this gasoline bottle and Lord Grim's umbrella earlier were just a disguise. Taking advantage of this chaos, their real attacks, aimed at causing damage, began…

Who Doesn't Bow Their Head and Mo Dare to Turn Back were completely clear about what kind of disadvantage they were in. The top priority was to jump out of the pit, otherwise, they wouldn't be able to fight at all.

But this pit was clearly carefully selected by Lord Grim and the other. There were countless snow pits on this snow map, some shallow and some deep. Some shallow ones didn't even reach the knees, while some deep ones, like this one, swallowed people whole, like a well. It could be considered as deep as it could get.

This place used to be where the two of them were! Lord Grim seemed to have followed them all the way here. This pit shouldn't be a pre-designed trap, right? In other words, Lord Grim also discovered the characteristics of this terrain after arriving here in a short period of time, and then fully utilized it, and now he seemed to be easily trapping them here.

How could these two be willing to be slaughtered like this? They both had the same thought. They raised their guns and fired wildly at the pit edge, trying to shoot the two back.

The two on the pit also took a step back to avoid the attack. Seizing the opportunity, the two jumped up, one in front and one behind, one above and one below, not thinking about jumping out of the pit side by side, but thinking about echoing each other, protecting one to get out of the pit first before making further plans.

Who Doesn't Bow Their Head, who jumped out first, was the main cover. After passing the pit edge, she didn't rush to fly out with her gun, but turned around and wanted to sweep around to further force the two away.

As a result, the bullet flew out, but she also saw the person flying over.

Lord Grim held the knife in his hand, and a Collapsing Mountain accurately chopped down. Who Doesn't Bow Their Head in the air couldn't resist this attack at all. She could only use the recoil of the shooting to make her character try to deflect to the side a little more. She didn't want to hit Mo Dare to Turn Back when she was chopped down. She hoped that after she attracted this chop, Mo Dare to Turn Back could smoothly get out of the pit.

Her idea was, after all, just wishful thinking.

Collapsing Mountain accurately chopped her body. Who Doesn't Bow Their Head fell down. Seeing that Mo Dare to Turn Back wasn't affected, Who Doesn't Bow Their Head was still relieved, but then she saw that the remaining momentum of the Collapsing Mountain after chopping her, just happened to hit Mo Dare to Turn Back...

Just that little bit, but the judgment of Collapsing Mountain still won against Mo Dare to Turn Back's jump.

The two had also planned for a while, seeking cooperation to cover their exit from the pit, but Lord Grim resolved it with one slash. The precision of this slash exceeded their expectations.

The two who fell back into the pit naturally suffered relentless attacks again. But other than jumping upwards, they had no other choice at all. As a result, their jumping plans were thwarted by the other party time and time again. It was more like they were struggling than working hard.

This is bad!

The two, at their wit's end, already had this premonition, and they were feeling extremely frustrated.

Not to mention that the 18 pairs of socks they had finally collected were easily exposed in one go, but the process of this battle alone was enough to make people feel suffocated to the point of vomiting blood. If they were fighting on flat ground, how could they have lost so embarrassingly?

Unwilling!

The two felt a thousand and ten thousand times unwilling, but they didn't shout out childish words like "Have the guts to let us up." They gritted their teeth, continued to fight, continued to charge, and then continued to be shot down.

Until the first one fell, and then the second one fell, dropping a pit full of socks.

"Speed!" Ye Xiu called out. Steamed Bun Invasion quickly entered the pit. The system announcements were so busy that they were dazzling. 18 pairs of socks changed hands in an instant. Lord Grim had also already picked up the pair he had dropped on the ground at the beginning. A series of 19 system announcements made all the players in the map dizzy, followed by a 120-second countdown.

At this moment, Who Doesn't Bow Their Head and Mo Dare to Turn Back in the resurrection point were anxiously stomping their feet. The frustrated two didn't communicate in any way, but they were especially tacit in their frustration.

Seeing that there were only 120 seconds left, and they were waiting 20 seconds to revive... Not to mention the delay of these 20 seconds, even without these 20 seconds, the two could only blindly stumble around.

"Split up!" The two still refused to give up. 20 seconds later, they revived and immediately ran in different directions, separating completely. However, in general, they still considered the maximum range that Lord Grim and Steamed Bun Invasion could move within 20 seconds.

Who was searching for Lord Grim and Steamed Bun Invasion? All 48 players on the map had zero socks at this time, and they were all going crazy!

Everyone rushed around, and they saw many players running around like them, but they hadn't bumped into either of the two they were looking for.

1 minute and 30 seconds…

1 minute…

50 seconds…

40 seconds…

The passage of time made hope increasingly slim. With the remaining time, even if they bumped into those two, who had the confidence to kill those two in such a short period of time?

More and more teams gave up. In the last 10 seconds, only Who Doesn't Bow Their Head and Mo Dare to Turn Back were still running on the map. Their names were both given to their opponents and served as a warning to themselves.

They wanted to make their opponents bow their heads, make their opponents dare not turn back. But they themselves should never bow their heads, and should always pursue even the slightest opportunity to strike their opponents.

"Don't run, fight us to the death!" In the last ten seconds, Who Doesn't Bow Their Head sent a message to Lord Grim.

"You have already lost," Lord Grim replied, sending a smiling face.

"Again!" Who Doesn't Bow Their Head didn't disapprove of this round's outcome, but only expressed their determination not to bow their heads.

"No more chances," Lord Grim replied.

Who Doesn't Bow Their Head was speechless. Who wanted to fight them for the socks? This task was so random that even if they wanted to, they had to see if the system god would give them face, right?

"Arena!" Who Doesn't Bow Their Head shouted.

"No time," Lord Grim replied.

"..."

"Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you are willing to join our Happy guild, then there would be plenty of time to fight as many matches as you want," Lord Grim replied.

"That's two different things, okay!" Who Doesn't Bow Their Head obviously didn't plan to casually bet their future.

"Or how about a bet? If you lose, how about joining our Happy guild?" Lord Grim said.

"We won't frivolously entrust our future to a gamble." Who Doesn't Bow Their Head looked quite passionate in her pursuit of Ye Xiu to fight to the death, but at this time, she was surprisingly rational and calm. This round of the event had already ended. The world announcement announced that Lord Grim and Steamed Bun Invasion had won the grand slam, and the two had once again obtained the grand slam reward, but even so, it didn't make Who Doesn't Bow Their Head feel impulsive at all.

"Then see you in the future!" Lord Grim replied at this time.

Just as Who Doesn't Bow Their Head wanted to say something else, she discovered that Lord Grim had already logged off, instantly quitting.

Meeting these two in the event didn't cause any ripples in Ye Xiu's heart. After completing the three tasks for his main account, he switched to his alternate account and did another three tasks. Everything was proceeding according to plan. He accepted the task, entered the map, opened the team list, and looked at the teams.

"This future is coming too fast..." As a result, Ye Xiu was stunned to discover that the names of Who Doesn't Bow Their Head and Mo Dare to Turn Back reappeared on the team list. But at the same time, he discovered an even more terrifying opponent.

"This is really challenging..."