CS: The Last Dance, a Dance That Leads to Professional Success

Chapter 27 Is murder really such an inconvenient thing?! (Part 2)
I do not know how long it has been,

Meng Lang's gaze gradually became as cold and focused as Niko's.

His sudden stops became increasingly skillful, his aiming points more precise, and he found that subtle feeling in his shooting rhythm!

Not too fast, not too slow, but always managing to get there just before the opponent fires...

He pulled the trigger first!

at last,

After a certain backtracking.

The attack has begun again!

Meng Lang remained calm and composed, turning sideways and peeking!

boom--!
The first one, down!
Instantly retracting, subtly adjusting his position, he flashed out again!
boom--!
The second one, fall!
The speed is even faster than before!
Without pausing, he slid his feet, using the red box to avoid potential gunfire.

boom--!
The third T-shirt, which had just been pulled out, collapsed instantly!
The last two Ts were clearly frightened by the terrifying Desert Eagle, and their attack rhythm faltered slightly—this was also an opportunity that Meng Lang saw. The enemies in the system space were not AI, but rather living, breathing people.

That means,

When you act assertively enough!
He will also feel a certain sense of pressure!
It's now!

Meng Lang seized this fleeting opportunity and took the initiative to extend his position further!
boom--!
The fourth shot hit the fourth T in the head!
The last T finally pulled out completely from the flank, and rifle bullets whistled through the air!

Meng Lang could even feel the burning sensation of the bullet grazing his cheek, but he was in a mysterious state at that moment!
He only had one bullet left in his magazine!
No reload option selected!

With a slight adjustment of his wrist and a light movement of the mouse, he almost instinctively and smoothly dragged the crosshair along the headline!

boom--! ! !
The fifth roar of the Desert Eagle, like the pronouncement of death, echoed throughout Forklift Area A!
The fifth headshot!
The bullet hit its target, and blood splattered everywhere!
The last T was knocked to the ground by Meng Lang's Desert Eagle!

1v5!!!

I did it!!!

Die, all of you!
Meng Lang gasped for breath, as if he had just escaped from underwater. His heart was pounding, and he was so excited that he was almost trembling!
That Desert Eagle got a pentakill!

The demands on psychology, technique, and rhythm are absolutely insane!
But he did it!

No AK was used!

No sniper rifle used!
Murder is not such an inconvenient thing!

"Hahaha!"

Even inside the system space, Meng Lang couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He laughed loudly!
Laugh heartily!

He was even a little smug!

Even though there are no spectators here!

There was no applause!

But after countless failed attempts and rewinds, when he finally accomplished all of this and completed this 1v5 head-on defense clutch,
For a moment,

He suddenly felt that,
I'm pretty amazing!

At that moment, the system's voice arrived in Meng Lang's mind as expected:

[Congratulations, host, for completing the Niko Desert Eagle puzzle!]

[To hear the whistling of bullets in dire straits, to forge the crown of a king amidst gunfire—this is the path of the Desert Eagle King!]

[The old nun's remains have been fully fused. When the host is equipped with a Desert Eagle, marksmanship +15]

The system indicates the end.

The scene before Meng Lang's eyes shattered into pieces!

A sudden dizzying sensation!
The next second, he was back in the G2 training room.

m0NESY, sitting next to him, was still slumped in his gaming chair, looking completely drained by Meng Lang.

call-!
at last
He's out of prison again!
This is my second time being imprisoned.

Meng Lang glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen; it was still locked at 01:56 AM!

This trench is like a time stop!
"Sigh, if only I could move around in real life," Meng Lang sighed, thinking with a hint of regret.

The child lying on the chair nearby heard the sigh and, thinking Meng Lang was tired, couldn't help but ask.
"Bro, are you finally tired?"

"Don't call me Bro."

"what?"

"Call me the Desert Eagle King."

"."

Divine gold!

The child looked at Meng Lang with a twitching eye.

He'd played duo queue all night, and he'd seen Meng Lang's Desert Eagle before—it was like a water gun.

He's not even as good as him.

He's far inferior to Young Master Ni.

Meng Lang chuckled and rubbed his hands together, looking at the kid slumped in the gaming chair, and said patiently:

"Ilya! Want to do it again? I'm incredibly strong right now!" He couldn't wait to get into real combat and start charging in!

what?
Again? !
Upon hearing this, the child once again displayed his traditional talent, instantly slid off the chair with a start, and shouted, "No, no!"

Turn off the computer and pick up your phone.

He returned to the training room in one go.

He is indeed a teenager addicted to the internet.

But I'm not that addicted to the internet.

"Alright, then you go and rest first." Meng Lang waved his hand, not forcing the man to stay.

Upon hearing this, the child paused in his running pace, turned back to look at Meng Lang, who was excitedly clicking to start his next FPL solo queue game.

He and Meng Lang had a late-night chat once. The two were seventeen or eighteen years old, and there was no hesitation in speaking too intimately with someone they didn't know well.

You can speak freely.

He knew Meng Lang's goal was to be number 1, well, that sounds kind of funny.

But then I realized it's not illegal.

Which professional player wouldn't want to be one?

The child himself wanted it too.

There are just too many star players in the professional arena, and he is currently just a talented new generation sniper under Niko's shadow.

It feels like we're nowhere near the top 1, no! We're even far from the top 10.

The road to TOP1.

It's not something that can be achieved overnight.

In the stillness of the night, watching Meng Lang's retreating figure, the child couldn't help but offer a word of advice, "Why don't you go and rest too? There's a competition tomorrow, and some things can't be rushed."

Meng Lang didn't understand the child's meaning immediately, but he felt that it made sense, and there was no need to rush to test the Desert Eagle once it was trained.

"Okay! Let's go to sleep then."

In the hotel corridor, the tall Meng Lang stood with his hands behind his head, while the child beside him looked on with envy at Meng Lang's height and muscles.

The two chatted as they walked back to their room to rest.

"Bro, why do you always practice for so long? Don't you get tired of it?"

"No way, CS is so fun, and the early bird catches the worm."

"Are you kidding me? Are you stupid?"

"I think I just feel like I'm not that smart. By the way, is Ilya concerned about me?"

"Huh? No, I just didn't want you to steal TOP1 while I was sleeping."

"Then you'd better watch out, haha!"

Meng Lang laughed heartily.

I secretly said:

I even do post-sleep training!

Back to the room,

Old Ni was wearing an eye mask and fast asleep!
The daily routine of the elderly is regular!

Meng Lang sighed for a moment, quickly washed up, and jumped onto another bed to lie down.

Close your eyes.

"Brother Tong, let me in!"

[Would you like to consume 1000 GOAT points to start a training match simulation against the "Galactic Battleship" FAZE Clan?]

【confirm】

Big brother, car owner, I'm here!

The next second, Meng Lang's consciousness sank into the simulation training space, and at the same time, he activated sleep mode.

One night without words, the next day.

After Niko woke up, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and realized that the person in the next bed was not there when she went to sleep, and the person in the next bed was still not there when she woke up.

The double room was turned into a single room.

After washing up, Niko went downstairs, but still couldn't find Meng Lang in the hotel's self-service restaurant. It wasn't until she returned to the training room that she saw Meng Lang sitting in front of the computer.

It's as if I didn't move at all last night.

"Bro, aren't you asleep?"

Meng Lang didn't speak, turned his head, and was chewing a hamburger with great gusto. His computer screen displayed a group of bots, and he mumbled something indistinctly.

"I just woke up not long ago, so I got up to play some bots to get a feel for the game."

Fine!

Young people have such intense schedules!

Niko shrugged.

Soon, Leonardo DiCaprio, his cousin, and coach XTQ also entered the training room.

As soon as they entered, they saw Meng Lang wearing headphones and playing Bot, and their eyes showed a look of surprise and admiration.

Young people are most afraid of not being able to stand loneliness.

Pride and self-satisfaction.

After winning their first match against their former team EG yesterday, they were wondering if Meng Lang would finally let go of the pent-up frustration, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

There are quite a few players like that.

But the Major has only just begun!

However, when they saw Meng Lang this morning acting as if nothing had happened, going about his business as usual, their worries vanished instantly.

"By the way, who are our opponents in the next round today?" the kid asked. He had been dragged into playing duo queue by Meng Lang as soon as he got back yesterday, so he hadn't paid much attention to the situation in Group 1/0.

Upon hearing the child's words, Little Li was about to speak when he glanced at Meng Lang's back with a strange expression, and a match subconsciously flashed into his mind.

That's right, it's the match from the replay clip of the tournament that was shown in the live stream of Wanjiji not long ago—a do-or-die game. Meng Lang got a triple kill in the clutch and planted the bomb, which originally gave him a chance to drag the game into overtime and give his team hope of advancing.

But at crucial moments,
His sniper rifle and a stroke of luck both betrayed him.

First, the sniper rifle hit him in the leg, then EliGE, who had just pulled out, took him down with a random AK bullet that didn't even stop in time.
This also foreshadowed the hand injury that would follow.
That's right, G2's next opponent is Team Liquid.

HLTV's Top 10 Teams of 2021.

World ranking, ninth!
(End of this chapter)