Dark Zone Gold Hunt

Chapter 483 Anchor Cup 2nd Knockout Round

Then, Feng Hen waved his hand and shouted to his teammates beside him:

"Come on, brothers! Let's go to the second floor of the cafeteria to have a big meal, relax and recharge our energy!" Hearing this, the teammates responded one after another, and each of their faces was filled with excitement and joy.

So, the group of people walked towards the cafeteria, talking and laughing, arm in arm.

Along the way, they attracted many envious glances from bystanders, who either admired their outstanding performance or secretly lamented that it was great to be young.

Among this group of onlookers, there happened to be members of the junior team from Hua Xia Special Dispatch University.

Looking at Feng Hen and others walking away, Captain Li Yuanheng couldn't help but shook his head and said with deep emotion:

"Alas, it really is true that the old saying goes: the waves behind push the waves in front, and each wave is stronger than the last! I'm afraid we, the waves in front, will be beaten to death on the beach."

Shi Yu, who was standing by, smiled and nodded when he heard this, and said:

"That's right! This junior is usually very low-key, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful at the critical moment. It really makes people look at him with new eyes. It seems that after this competition, he will become a celebrity in the school."

"Yes, yes! We have to work harder in training. We must not be outdone by our juniors! Otherwise, where will we put our reputation?" Nanzhou echoed from the side, with a determined light in his eyes.

At this time, Ze Yu, the captain, sat there quietly, his lips tightly closed and slightly pursed, his eyes a little wandering, as if he was thinking about something important deep in his mind, but no one knew what it was.

On the other side, Feng Hen seemed very active. He brought a considerable amount of candy for every meal. When he counted carefully, he had accumulated almost 200 candies! These colorful and beautifully packaged candies were piled together like a small candy mountain.

After everyone had finished enjoying the sumptuous meal, Pan Yuting walked towards Feng Hen with a smile on her face and asked softly, "Brother Hen, what are we going to do after dinner?"

Feng Hen thought for a moment, then replied, “Well… I think everyone should take a good rest first.

After all, there is a crucial game waiting for us tomorrow! Even if we fail to qualify, this is a rare opportunity for us to gain valuable experience and lessons. "

At this moment, Li Zhengyuan on the side suddenly shouted excitedly: "Wow! There is a new competition in the Anchor Cup today! It's great! Now we can see the famous knife running master again! Maybe we can learn a lot of exquisite and cool operations from him!"

Hearing this, Leng Ningyan turned to look at Feng Hen thoughtfully, with a hint of deep meaning in her eyes, and slowly said: "Really? Then Ah Hen, do you want to watch this exciting game with us?"

Facing Leng Ningyan's invitation, Feng Hen couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He laughed dryly twice, then scratched his head and responded hesitantly:

"Uh... well, forget it! I need to hurry up and carefully review the previous game, and then have a good sleep to get enough energy to face tomorrow's challenge~"

"Oh my, I almost forgot about tonight's game!" Feng Hen couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.

"Oh... looks like I'll be busy for the next while!" At this moment, a clear and pleasant "beep" sound rang in his mind appropriately, as if a mysterious email was eager to break into his world.

"Okay, then let's go back quickly and have a good rest. Playing games continuously is really exhausting!" Feng Hen said to the two women beside him with a faint smile on his face.

After saying this, he chatted and laughed with the two girls while concentrating his mind. He used his powerful consciousness to lightly tap in his mind, and the email instantly appeared before his eyes.

The email clearly stated: "Dear Master of Pao Dao, please attend the second round of eliminations at 10 o'clock tonight.

The rules of this competition are exactly the same as the first round, but since you have already successfully won 200 million pit coins, you can relax and enjoy the fun of the game in this competition. "

Feng Hen narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on this message, and muttered to himself thoughtfully:

"Hmm... Isn't the implication of this statement that I should show some mercy and let them off a little, so as to leave some hope for the other contestants to advance?"

Of course, maybe he just wanted me to relax.

You know, from what I know, there are definitely quite a few anchors participating in this competition, at least several hundred people! Thinking of this, Feng Hen couldn't help but ponder in his heart.

"In that case, then well, since this is the second round of eliminations, let's just take it easy and have fun. Let's see if there's any chance to come up with some new and interesting tricks." Feng Hen said to himself.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is already 9:30 in the evening. In order to ensure that he has plenty of energy for the evening game, Feng Hen took a good sleep in the afternoon.

At this moment, he first carefully locked the door, then slowly walked to the comfortable recliner and slowly lay down.

Then, he concentrated his mind, let his consciousness quietly sneak into that mysterious dark area, and successfully started the Douyin live broadcast.

Just before the official broadcast, Feng Hen took a special look at the number of likes and views of his past works.

The data displayed on the screen was simply jaw-dropping - those wonderful clips of the game had hundreds of millions of views!

What’s even more surprising is that the number of followers of his account is about to break the six million mark!

Faced with such an amazing result, Feng Hen was so excited that his heartbeat accelerated, his face flushed, and he even began to stutter: "Oh my God! This... the speed at which the number of followers has increased in recent days is too rapid!"

Then, Feng Hen clicked the mouse lightly with a smile on his face, and the live broadcast screen popped up instantly.

He adjusted the camera angle, waved enthusiastically at the camera, and greeted the fans who flooded into the live broadcast room. He said in a loud and friendly voice: "Brothers, good evening, we meet again!"

As soon as the words fell, the barrage of comments exploded like fireworks.

"Great, I get to witness the master's god-level operations again!" A barrage of comments quickly flashed across the screen.

Immediately afterwards, another comment was not to be outdone: "I'm late! The leader needs to apologize to me!"

Some people were eager to post comments: "Open your mouth, host! I have something urgent to say!"

Some even went so far as to express their love directly: "Master, I love you so much! I want to give birth to a bunch of little monkeys for you!"