CS: I became Top 1 by grinding my skill level

The captain's reminder came through the earpiece, and Shi Yang suddenly snapped out of his daze, glancing up to see that there were only 17 seconds left in the timer.

He knew that it would take Han Tian at least 15 seconds to pick up the bag and cut the knife and run to point B to plant the bag. He only needed to stall Han Tian and attract his attention, which would only take a second!

Shi Yang shifted slightly, his excellent body control allowing only his arms to be visible.

He had to keep Han Tian occupied while also saving his own life.

"Pfft pfft—"

While shifting his position slightly, Shi Yang fired two shots at the wall in front of him, knowing that the gunshots would be enough to attract Han Tian's attention, even if only for a second.

Shi Yang was certain that Han Tian wouldn't dare turn around and head straight for Banana Road now; he was probably worried that Shi Yang would suddenly pull him out and shoot him in the back.

However, to Shi Yang's surprise, Han Tian did not fire a shot, but then a sound rang out.

Shi Yang suddenly realized something, and his soul went cold, cold sweat pouring down his back.

"Ta-da!"

No shots were fired, but loud footsteps came rushing towards him. Shi Yang finally realized that the other party had no intention of planting the bomb at all; they just wanted to kill all of the CTs.

"Run!! He doesn't have time to plant the bomb!!"

"Just keep going around in circles with him!!!"

"Jump away quickly!!!"

In the CT voice chat, his teammates were screaming, and Shi Yang realized he had to run! He had to do what he did best!! He just needed to use his movement skills to jump into the terrorist spawn and engage him! Yes! He had to follow his lead and maneuver around him like a pawn!!

"Once I get to the bandit's house!! I'll win!! He can't catch me!!"

"bass--"

A dark red claw knife covered in spiderweb patterns cut out, and as the claw knife spun in his hand, Shi Yang spun and jumped into the air.

"Great!! He can't hit me once I land!!"

"We win as soon as we land..."

"clatter--"

As Shi Yang wished, he finally landed, and his body landed.

"[T zero uses AK47 to headshot and kill CT 1young]"

"day!!"

"Bang—" Shi Yang clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the table. Usually, Shi Yang, who was always quiet and indifferent, would definitely attract the attention and astonished looks of his teammates if he made such a violent move.

At this moment, not a single member of the SD youth training team was surprised by Shi Yang's actions, because they had already gone through the stage of smashing the table and had now entered an even higher stage—the stage of being unable to sit down and feeling a faint sense of death.

"Nice!!!"

"Holy shit!! This's so fking... (This is awesome!!)"

Perhaps due to a video stream delay, the first to cheer for Han Tian were not the commentators or the stunned audience.

In the VIP lounge, Niko shrugged, "How? How??? (What's going on...)"

With two consecutive "how"s, followed by a scratch on his armpit, Niko had already given Han Tian his highest praise.

Actually, Mo's previous statement that Han Tian's two bullets in a 1v2 situation was something Niko wouldn't dare to do even if he were in Niko's shoes was wrong.

As a top-notch rifleman, the most important thing is confidence! If Niko were in his shoes, he would make the same choice as Han Tian.

Watching the highlight reel of Han Tian cut to by the director, 23-year-old Niko grinned as he rubbed the stubble on his chin.

So spicy! So incredibly spicy! A real man's gotta last a second, not a minute!

In the highlights of Han Tian's shots replayed on the screen, every single shot Han Tian made hit Nikolakovic's sweet spot.

"Well done!! Zero!! Such high positioning talent!! We have to use single-target attacks to crush them!! Crush them!!"

Niko never expected that coming to the extremely underdeveloped China region to participate in a commercial event would lead to a match that really got him hooked.

Five kills, five headshots! Niko jumped up from his chair, all his previous composure vanishing instantly.

"Let's fk go! Zero!!"

In the VIP lounge, where only one person was present, Niko waved his arm in support of Han Tian. The young man was quite to his liking; from Han Tian's perspective, he vaguely detected a similarity between them—the absolute confidence possessed only by top-tier riflemen…

"Go! Take this damn championship!!" Niko wished Han Tian well. He felt that Han Tian's performance in this competition was enough to impress everyone. This young man deserved a championship.

Nine years ago, a player known as the "positioning genius" named Poch won his first championship in Novi Sad, Serbia.

Today, in Jinan, the capital of China, will this young man named Zero also get his wish?

Unbeknownst to him, a hint of anticipation crept into Niko's eyes.

......

"Two bullets?! Han Tian!! Please, just change your bullets!! Your footsteps are already exposed!!!"

On the Maoya platform, in the live stream room of a current TyLoo sniper, danking looked anxious. Was Han Tian so nervous that he forgot to reload? Or was he originally planning to kill two CTs with two bullets?

"This...this is insane!! Han Tian, ​​there are only 18 seconds left!!"

Danking's mind is in complete disarray. Ever since he saw Han Tian kill Peng Bin of CT, Danking has been completely unable to figure out how the situation will develop next.

"Holy crap!! One shot and the CT who was holding a gun at a right angle at the second floor entrance of the terrorist building was dead!!!"

Danking was stunned when he saw Han Tian kill the first CT guarding the bomb. His reaction was faster than most people. He could see that when Han Tian fully pulled out of cover, his crosshair was not immediately on the CT's head. But in an instant, the crosshair flickered slightly. When Danking tried to catch the trajectory of Han Tian's crosshair again, the CT had already been headshot.

"Hurry!! But time..."

Compared to other professional players, danking has a very unique habit: during the game, he frequently looks up to check the minimap and timer bar.

With only 16 seconds left in the timer, Han Tian, ​​who had grabbed the bag, was already too late!

"What! Shi Yang, that scoundrel!! He even deliberately flirted with Han Tian!!"

Danking frowned. He saw Shi Yang, who had been hiding, suddenly fire a shot to attract Han Tian's attention. In a time when every second counted, even a second's hesitation from Han Tian could mean no time to plant the bomb.

"It's over!! Han Tian's been hooked!! There's no time left!! Shi Yang just needs to play along with you!!"

On the table, a small purple package was torn in half and left there. Through the package, you could see half of a hammer sticking out, lying quietly inside.

Ever since Han Tian entered the endgame in the game, Danking has been throwing the half-peeled bag of hammers on the table. He held his breath, wanting to see how Han Tian would handle this extreme endgame situation.

Seeing Han Tian being hooked by Shi Yang and turning to walk towards the bandit's spawn corridor, Danking shook his head, pointing to the half-broken hammer on the table. There was no chance of winning. Thirteen seconds. Shi Yang could just circle around Han Tian in the bandit's spawn, and Han Tian only had one bullet left on his AK. It was already over...

"We can't kill him! How can we kill him? Didn't you see it in the previous matches? Shi Yang's movement skills were so good, he just jumped away, Han Tian couldn't catch him..."

Danking glanced at the comments and saw one scrolling by: "You can win even by killing people."

He scratched his head, somewhat annoyed, and explained to the viewers in the chat that Shi Yang's agility was renowned in the entire Chinese professional scene, and he even had a ranking on the KZ leaderboard. How could Han Tian possibly chase after him?

"You won't believe me?! Shi Yang's about to jump! Cut! Jump! Huh??????"

Suddenly, something unexpected happened. Daring's anxious and worried expression seemed to come to a halt, and her expression froze instantly.