Picking Up Fragments

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The reason the little lion is so confident that he can win the chicken dinner is because he's wearing a level-3 helmet.

He knows Jiang Siming's quick snipe is invincible, but his sniper rifle is not an AWM, and his is!

Lucky to pick up the last airdrop, there is a level-3 helmet inside, and an AWM.

As long as he hits with his AWM, even if it's just a body shot, it will be a two-shot kill.

This makes the little lion extremely confident; he thinks that even if he's not as good, he has one chance to make a mistake, and as long as he casually hits with the AWM, then two shots with the rifle, Jiang Siming will definitely die.

But when he really faced Jiang Siming, the little lion found that the opponent's strength was far beyond what he saw on the live stream and in the one-on-one against Xiao Hai.

Just one encounter, and the little lion's head got a hole in it.

But his AWM didn't even touch Jiang Siming's body.

In a one-on-one, Jiang Siming's strength was already evident when he sniped against Gucun.

The little lion's strength is not in the sniper rifle; he is the world's number one assault player, not a sniper.

After suffering a loss, the little lion didn't dare to snipe with Jiang Siming; his AWM became a fire stick.

Seeing that the little lion didn't come out, Jiang Siming also knew what the other party was up to. Although his head was hit by a shot, as long as the other party was full health, even if he took another shot now, it would just blow his head apart and not kill him.

"Since you want to use rifles, I'll fulfill you, world champion."

It's an honor for Jiang Siming to be able to confront the world's number one assault player with a rifle for a day.

His proficiency in rifles is the same as his sniper rifle; it's just that there aren't many opportunities to show it.

Bang Bang!

Jiang Siming fired a few shots from his AK at the window where the little lion was hiding.

Xiaotong exclaimed, "Is Ming God planning to confront the little lion with a rifle?"

Xie Yan smiled bitterly, "There's nothing Ming God wouldn't dare to do, but if he dares to duel with the world's number one assault player, I think he'll taste bitterness."

Qianyi immediately stood up, "I don't think so. Ming God's confidence has never been just talk. I believe that if he dares to engage in a gunfight, he has absolute confidence."

"Alright, Qianyi, for a woman who's quickly becoming an Ming God fan, I can't argue much." Xie Yan smiled wryly."

Qianyi giggled, "Let's wait and see."

Hearing Jiang Siming's AK gunfire, the little lion understood the opponent's intention.

Against rifles, he wasn't afraid at all!

After replenishing his health, the little lion's M416 also began to show excitement. He fired two shots as a test, both missing, but each bullet hit precisely on the edge of the window.

It was evident how high the little lion's rifle accuracy was. Random shots were all at positions where enemies might appear.

Both of them were in FPP perspective, so they couldn't confirm if the other had exposed themselves. They could only fire a few shots as a test and then pull back.

While the little lion fired test shots, he noted Jiang Siming's shooting frequency. However, he found that the opponent seemed to be shooting blindly without any pattern.

He had to rely on his feeling and sixth sense to judge when Jiang Siming might come out to shoot or check the field of view. Then, he would pre-aim accordingly.

He tried this method three times in a row, only succeeding on the fourth attempt!

Bang Bang!

He hit it!

Two bullets hit Jiang Siming's shoulder.

But before the little lion could celebrate, Jiang Siming's bullets had already left the barrel!

AK, rapid semi-automatic firing!

Three bullets, like Jiang Siming's SKS, accurately hit the same spot in succession.

And that spot was the little lion's helmet!

When the little lion fell to the ground, the whole scene erupted!

"This... Ming God is playing rifles like snipers!" Xiaotong didn't know what to say. She couldn't fathom Jiang Siming's thoughts; every time, he left them guessing.

Watching the black and white screen in front of him, the little lion knew he had been eliminated, but he hadn't yet recovered from the shock.

Those three shots just now, although not full auto, the speed was even faster than full auto!

How did he manage that? Does this person really have no weaknesses?

Good luck, tonight's chicken dinner!

The first match officially ended!

When Jiang Siming killed the little lion, he obtained another red fragment, "Korean Language Proficiency," but it still required three fragments to combine.

In this match, he obtained a total of 7 fragments:

[Crossbow Arrow Mastery], [Monochrome Glazed Ceramic Teapot from the Qing Dynasty], [Villa Fragment], [English Proficiency], [Korean Language Proficiency], [Combat Proficiency], and [Black Technology Series].

This was an unprecedented drop rate, even in regular matches, making Jiang Siming realize that in highly skilled competitions, the drop rate of fragments was higher.

He looked forward to the upcoming PCPI Global Championship and wondered how many fragments he would get then; the thought excited him.

The results for the first match were in:

1st place: Jiang Siming, with 19 kills and a total score of 980 points; 2nd place: Little Lion, with 10 kills and a total score of *** points;

The gap between the highest-scoring 2nd place, Little Lion, and Jiang Siming was already more than 370 points. To catch up, they would need Jiang Siming to make mistakes or die in the second or third rounds, and they would also have to achieve more than ten kills each round. The difficulty made it seem unrealistic.

A ten-minute break was announced. People went to the restroom or chatted.

"Kid, your skills are really impressive. Let's not talk about how handsome you are. You must bring me for duo games in the future," said Dasmaster shamelessly, once again requesting Jiang Siming to play with him.

"Alright, Master Ma, you must take me to play League of Legends in the future."

"Regarding that, my League of Legends skills are really strong. If you come, I'll definitely carry you lying down!"

Before they could chat for long, a charming figure appeared in front of Jiang Siming.

"Ming God, I'm Qianyi, your fan. Can we... get to know each other?"

With carefully styled fluffy short hair, airy bangs on her forehead complementing her delicate face, she exuded a playful and cute vibe. She even had a brightly colored ear stud beside her cute ears.

Her exquisite features, especially her mouth shape, left a deep impression on Jiang Siming. It was the most beautiful mouth shape he had ever seen, somewhat resembling the celebrity Wang Ou.

Shallow red lips, slightly upturned at the corners, with a hint of blush, added considerable charm to her face.

She had a slim figure, leaning towards thin, but her pair of long, slender white legs couldn't help but catch people's attention. Dressed in luxurious brands, she had the aura of an affluent girl, clearly not an ordinary person.

Her natural beauty made her unforgettable at first glance.