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Chapter 122: Untitled

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Hence he muttered in a low voice, controlling his own champion to turn in circles at the front.

A moment later, a new wave of minions were spawned, both of them leveled up and unlocked their ultimate abilities.

Before K could use his abilities, Ji Zhiyao managed to lock him down first. Following that was a set of combined abilities, and K’s health dropped steeply.

When he was left with a trifle of health, Ji Zhiyao, with two strikes of auto-attacks, took his first kill.

Heng who stood behind K was helpless as he lowered his voice and said to Nuo, “Why does it feel like this fellow K has lost his senses, had he forgotten that he could remain under the turret, he actually rushed forward.”

“I feel it’s because NoHomo was too fast, he wasn’t able to move in time. Too tragic.”

Yet K did not have much of an expression, when he had respawned and the new wave of minions spawned, he suddenly became the Mix battleteam “Trademark K, King of Turret Defense” once more, his playing style turning composed.

On the contrary, Ji Zhiyao seated opposite him was as if he had been possessed by the K in the first few minutes of the game, he began to become aggressive, even wanting to dive the turret for a forced kill several times, but there wasn’t once where he succeeded.

K even lifted his head and glanced at Ji Zhiyao’s expression, finding that he was still the same, his brows relaxed, even joined by a vague smile... K realized that he could not figure out what exactly was on Ji Zhiyao’s mind.

One was unable to charge into the turret, the other wouldn’t leave the turret no matter what, the match became a stalemate for a while.

Another few waves of minions were spawned, both of them leveled up once more. Only because he kept staying under the turret this time, half of the opposing minions were killed off by the turret, K’s level was one level beneath Ji Zhiyao’s.

But K was already awaiting his doom.

The newly spawned minions gathered in the middle lane, Ji Zhiyao wiped out K’s minions, leaving his own minions tottering with him towards the turret.

Minions tanked damage, Ji Zhiyao fought K one on one. K put up a stiff fight, when he was left with a shred of his health, his turret had finally cleared the opposing wave of minions, he withdrew back into the turret right away.

Ji Zhiyao also did not have much health left. He circled the turret twice, knowing that he could not dive the turret for a forced kill, retreated and recalled back to his fountain to regain his health.

K had already broken out in a cold sweat.

Just a little more, his second death would had been handed over directly.

Despite so, his turret was already half destroyed by Ji Zhiyao, with one more wave of attacks it would cease to exist.

K thought for a moment and clicked directly on surrender.

K: “Let’s stop playing, stop playing, if we continue playing I will end up losing to you sooner or later. Then where will my reputation as the local server’s number one king of turret defense go?”

“...”

Out of so many times of solo played, K was the first person he encountered to surrender without the slightest hesitation.

Mo Huaifeng was still here, wouldn’t he get into trouble being like this?

This thought of Ji Zhiyao had just flashed across his mind and he heard Mo Huaifeng’s icy voice coming from behind him. “Chen Bai, you get over here.”

K: “Captain, I know I was wrong. Please do away with this character building education, leave some face for me.”

“You had the nerve to surrender, what face do you still want? Come here.”

Thus K followed dejectedly behind Mo Huaifeng, both of them left the training room together. Ji Zhiyao wanted to listen in, but found Mo Huaifeng very thoughtfully stretching out his hand and closing the door of the training room.

Mo Huaifeng was lecturing K, he was in the middle of it when he saw Ji Zhiyao frantically coming out of the training room, because he was in such a hurry, even the jacket on him was worn crookedly.

Mo Huaifeng asked, “Where are you going? Isn’t there another 3v3 match later on?”

“Sorry Captain, my dorm mate called me earlier, something came up, I have to make a trip out quickly. I’ve already informed the stats analyzer, we might not be able to play the 3v3 today.”

He was a little anxious as he spoke, Mo Huaifeng looked at him for a while and nodded expressionlessly. “We’ll see about the 3v3 tomorrow. Remember to call me if anything crops up. Go ahead.”

Ji Zhiyao replied with an “okay” and left with hasty steps.

Mo Huaifeng watched Ji Zhiyao all the way as he left, then turned to face K whose head was bowed in dejection. “Where were we? Continue.”

K looked panic-stricken. “Captain, you already said that I could return to the room!”

...

Ji Zhiyao had been called away.

That wasn’t much. What surprised him was that the person to call him was actually Yang Bing.

Yang Bing had wailed in anguish on the other end of the call, making so much noise that Ji Zhiyao could hear in his ear was his voice. “Pal, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have misunderstood you boohoo... Betraying my love, forcing me to leave, when I knew the truth at last my tears fell...”

Crying till the end, Yang Bing simply began to sing.

Ji Zhiyao had question marks all over his face.

Although because of Xing Chuxue, he and Yang Bing had not spoken much all the way till the vacation. But Yang Bing was after all his best friend when they had started school and also his dorm mate, Ji Zhiyao really did not feel easy about leaving an obviously drunk Yang Bing alone outside.

Ji Zhiyao managed to coax an address from the rather drunk Yang Bing and realized that he was at a barbecue place not too far from school, with no one else with him, hence Ji Zhiyao could only resign to deciding to make the trip himself.

Ji Zhiyao hailed a taxi heading right to the barbecue place, pushing open the front door, he easily found, Yang Bing, drinking alone.

It was dinnertime, there were quite a lot of people at the barbecue place. But probably because Yang Bing had wailed too loudly earlier, the tables around him were all empty.

Seeing this sight, Ji Zhiyao didn’t know why he was tempted to laugh. He lifted his brow, walking over. “You even come with the ability to clear up the venue?”

Hearing his voice, Yang Bing who was so lost in drinking abruptly lifted his head. But he was different from how he had almost hugged Ji Zhiyao and burst into hysterical tears on the phone Seeing him in person, he was obviously very stiff, murmuring, “Old Ji, you’re here.”

Ji Zhiyao had already expected that it would be slightly awkward when both of them met, and paid no attention to that as he took a seat opposite Yang Bing, using chopsticks to pick up a piece of peanut, he ate while he asked, “What exactly happened, tell me about it?”

Yang Bing held nothing back as he retold all the happenings from top to bottom.

Ji Zhiyao was speechless. “Just because you broke up with Xing Chuxue, you came to school to get drunk even before vacation was over?”

“This is a massive hit to my little soul.”

“Sure, whatever you say.”

“Have a drink with me?”

Ji Zhiyao looked at Yang Bing’s hand that was shakily raising a glass, and was stunned. “I’m here to carry you back to school, what’s the thing with drinking?”

He was indeed incapable of holding his liquor, he could only drink two to three bottles of beer at most. If he had gotten drunk with Yang Bing, what were they going to do?”

“Fear not, Old Ning is back too, if we really have no choice he can carry us back to the dorm. I was so foolish previously, letting your sincere advice fall on deaf ears. If you don’t drink with me, it means you don’t intend on forgiving me.”

Why was it that regardless of male or female, they all liked to pull such a stunt?