The eSports King's Crush

Chapter 148 - Almighty K Has Come Downstairs!

Chapter 148: Almighty K Has Come Downstairs!

As long as the crystal was smashed, the base would be considered destroyed, which meant that the team would win the whole match.

“What the f*ck! What kind of playing style is this?”

“I reckon the ADC is dumbfounded too.”

“But her health probably isn’t enough. The opponents have two players, and her damage is probably lacking too.”

“The third has returned as well. He’s about to come out.”

“The assassin has finished clearing the drake and come back. Hit… Damn, did he miss?”

“She blinked and the stun missed. She’s probably going to run… Is SweetDisciple not going to run?”

She did not escape because another drake had come.

Mo Bei turned to the side and leaped in. With a lightning array, she trapped the trio inside. Then, her ultimate ability swept across. As the blades landed, a dazzling silver light flashed.

Except for the people fighting against her, no one else saw that handling.

They could only hear the sound effects that shouldn’t have been echoing right now.

“Double kill!”

Another double kill? Plus, it was at the edge of the base.

The drake played a completely supporting role.

However, after making the double kill, Mo Bei also lay on the ground.

The third member of the opposing team was rejoicing. SweetDisciple had finally died, so he was about to start clearing minions in a fast mode.

Unfortunately, a second later, that white figure stood up again.

Guardian Angel?

By the time he came back to his senses, the white figure had already brushed past him and landed another burst damage attack on the crystal along with the dragon.

As silver fragments fell, the word ‘victory’ crossed the entire screen!

The two passers-by who had matched up with them weren’t the only ones who were stunned. Even the audience watching the live-stream did not know what had happened.

They only knew that someone had made a double kill at the edge of the opponent’s base and destroyed the base.

The stats flashed out.

Highest rate of attack, highest damage dealt, biggest number of kills…

In comparison, Lu Yifan could only be considered good, not brilliant.

Who had carried who was clear at a glance.

Yang Mengruo’s fingers were clenched tightly when she saw this. However, she was still on the live-stream, so she couldn’t lose her temper.

She, who had been asking SweetDisciple what she was doing moments earlier, was itching to click on the cross immediately right now.

However, the game was still doing calculations, so she couldn’t close it just because she wanted to.

Right from the start of the match, Yang Mengruo had been overtly and covertly saying that this match would depend on Lu Yifan.

However, someone else had snatched Lu Yifan’s assassin position.

If one looked at the whole match, the person who had killed the most minions was Mo Bei.

The one who had killed the most players was also Mo Bei.

The one who had destroyed the opponent’s base at the end was still Mo Bei.

Mo Bei, who had clinched victory, hadn’t uttered a word yet. She simply stood there with a sword, her sleeves whistling in the wind like a dragon’s cry.

Compared to the people who had started taunting right from the start, she could only be described with two words: ruthless and short-spoken.

The people who had come to watch the live-stream essentially had more or less some experience in gaming and all understood one thing: People who played exceptionally never spoke much.

The more one had to say and the more faults one found right from the start, the more useless one would be.

Moreover, this was one match. A loss was a loss, but this was just a form of entertainment.

It wasn’t a professional game.

It’s not like Mo Bei could carry every match either. Sometimes, when her condition was lacking or when she was practicing a hero, she would lose one or two matches as well.

There was not much to be said.

By comparing these two attitudes, one could immediately tell who was better and who was worse.

This perhaps did not depend on skills but on grace.

The kind of grace that not everyone had.

However, “SweetDisciple” had shown such grace today.

“She’s really strong.”

“SweetDisciple couldn’t be one of the Almighties, could she?”

“Even if she was, which Almighty could be on par with Almighty Lu and carry the team in front of Almighty Lu alone?”

“Do not forget my K.”

“My K is an assassin. Do learn a bit about him.”

“Are you kidding? Would Almighty K play through a female account and use a healing assassin? How rare…”

Usually, the people who watched the live-streams of female broadcasters weren’t old fans of the eSports scene. Many of them had already entered the workforce now and rarely watched such live-streams unless they were national competitions.

Only then would they wait until they had the time and watch one or two matches.

If they were present at the moment, they would definitely find this scene familiar.

How could it not be familiar?

Playing the assassin position with a healing spell and regenerating one’s own health at the critical moment was something Almighty Qin was best at.

Diving into the jungle at level one and getting a kill after coming out was something Almighty Z was a master of.

At the time, two people had accomplished what many players couldn’t even imagine.

No one had ever thought that one day, the playing styles of these two people would be combined in one person.

Now, she had appeared.

However, she hadn’t participated in the National Preliminaries.

What was even more regrettable was that, when it came to the professional competition, she wouldn’t be choosing an assassin. Instead, she would be appearing as a support player.

Some people had already left, and the new fans weren’t in the know. Thus, even after witnessing such a playing style, they could not tell that this playing style could only belong to one person: the genius newbie from the Sovereign Union, the strongest battle team back in the day, a famously successful and exceptional Almighty in Zone A, the only disciple that was acknowledged by Spades Z, Bey…

Meanwhile, the male celebrity who had played the opposing assassin stood up abruptly.

Han Xi, who had been beside him, had left.

He didn’t even have anyone to share his thoughts with.

“What am I supposed to do? Did my eyes deceive me? This playing style… This playing style!” The reason he had taken on this current drama was because he’d also loved gaming back in his school days. He’d even been a fan of a battle team when he’d first fallen in love with eSports.

He had loved every single member of that battle team.

Even now, many people who heard that name, felt their blood start racing.

The battle team who had represented China, clinched the world championships, and opened up the eSports celebrity era had been Sovereign Union.

If he said this, he would virtually be exposing his own age.

His age online was 19 years old.

This wouldn’t do. He had to tell his boss that SweetDisciple’s handling seemed increasingly similar to Almighty Bey’s. The more he thought about it, the surer he was.

However, the male celebrity still felt some hesitation.

After all, he wasn’t sure if Almighty Bey would use a female account, let alone pick such a coquettish name as SweetDisciple.

This needed to be verified!

That was the male celebrity’s final conclusion.

Meanwhile, everyone else was still shocked by SweetDisciple’s results.

One of these shocked people was Panda, who had come in half-way through to watch the live-stream.

Panda’s motive for watching the live-stream was totally to amend making Chief attend a fraternity gathering with them.

For the past two days, he had been constantly paying close attention to Yang Mengruo, simply for fear that something would crop up.

When he’d heard that Yang Mengruo was in a match with a professional player after arriving home, he had given up flirting with girls and quickly gone online to check out the situation.

He really had not expected to see that impactful game ID the moment he went online.

SweetDisciple?

SweetDisciple!?

“Damn it!” Panda rubbed his eyes and then rubbed them again. “It really is SweetDisciple!”

He almost did not hesitate at all.

Panda started typing furiously in the friends’ private chat. “Come out, come out, come out! I dare you not to run this time! Listen to me, I’ve got my eyes fixed on you. If you dare to run after this competition, my Chief will definitely break your bones. Get out here, marriage cheater!”

When Mo Bei received this message, she was still destroying the crystal. Now that the crystal was in pieces, she stood in the game, facing the message that BlackBearWhiteCat had sent over. Her fingers paused.

Had she been discovered?

Mo Bei swiftly switched icons and confirmed that she was invisible.

Was it because of the live-stream? Was that how she had been discovered?

Judging by the person’s tone, this was probably Panda.

It turned out that Panda had been using this account back then.

BlackBearWhiteCat would also come to visit them when they were completing daily missions.

Mo Bei remembered that he hadn’t been so talkative in the past.

However, it was fortunate that the person who had discovered her was Panda and not someone else.

“Don’t stay silent. I know you’re there. Did you think that I wouldn’t know you’re here just because you became invisible?” Panda was still typing.

Little did he know that Mo Bei had already intended to log off directly when the match calculations were done before seeing these two messages.

She only had one task left. After playing with a friend, her mission would be completed.

It was indeed rather regretful considering that she’d come so far.

However, she definitely had to log off now.

Otherwise, she would be in danger.

Mo Bei was lost in thought when the sound of a door opening suddenly came from upstairs.

It was Feng Nai! Why was he up?

Upon hearing the unexpected noise, Mo Bei watched the calculations page, her fingers twitching while gripping the mouse.

There was no more time to quit the game.

She turned her body and held down the power button.

Forced shut down.

After completing this series of actions, Mo Bei looked up. Without a warning, she met that sickly handsome face. There was an unspeakable depth in his eyes and his black hair was very messy, but this didn’t affect his looks at all. Instead, he had a sexiness unique to his age. He was as aloof as pines and cypress trees.

He really didn’t seem like a student that was about to take his college entrance exams. After all, the hostility flowing out of his eyes was too obvious. So obvious that, even though she had only taken a glance, Mo Bei got a piece of information.

He’d probably learned that her SweetDisciple account had come online.

It seemed that this had really been a close call.

She had acted in less than a minute.

If she had acted a minute later, she might have been caught red-handed.

Of course, her current pose wasn’t any better.

Her half-turned body drew Feng Nai’s eyes over. His voice was still hoarse and deep, as he had just woken up. “What are you doing?”

“The CPU cooling isn’t that good. I’m having a look.” Truly no emotions could be read on Mo Bei’s face.

Feng Nai shot her another look but did not question her anymore. He had his own thing to get to. Instead, he switched on his computer.

Mo Bei had just sat up straight when she saw his cell phone, which was placed on the table ring.

Feng Nai’s finger swiped across and tapped on the hands-free key. After all, he still needed to log on to his old account to catch that person.

“Chief! That transvestite that pretended to be a little Lolita appeared! Damn it, he’s really scheming. You don’t know this, but he actually went invisible while online. Fortunately, I was clever enough. I watched a live-stream and discovered him right away. Chief, come fast! I’m bombarding him right now! Don’t let him get away!”

Mo Bei, who was sitting beside him, picked up the mineral water and impassively took a sip. Even her profile was handsome and innocent. Sure enough, the person who’d been talking to her in the game earlier was Panda…