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The shouts from the sidelines ceased.
Everyone was on tenterhooks, both excited and expectant.
This match was so interesting.
There was no crushing defeat, no overwhelming momentum, and no rout.
It was a series of exciting moments.
Surprisingly, the opponent turned the tables just before the finish line.
It was even more interesting than the regular school competitions.
Li Liang's supporters, a dozen or so sensitive girls, clenched their fists tightly.
A look of disbelief.
On the campus forum.
[OP, more than twenty minutes have passed, is the match over yet?]
[Holy crap, they pushed the crystal at the last minute!]
Shortly after, the original poster replied; he received a message notification on his phone.
This is so exciting! You'll never guess who will win!
Don't be silly, didn't the original poster say it wasn't over yet?
[Is Qiao Yu going to lose? I knew it! How could Guan Yu possibly beat a support?]
[That's right, after all, they're only semi-professional.]
[Qiao Yu and his team won another team fight, killing Li Liang in two hits, and now they're pushing the crystal.]
【puff...】
The original poster sent an "OMG" emoji.
They turned the tide!
[Really? Oh my god!]
I'm not very well-educated, so please don't try to fool me.
[Oh my god, I was wondering why Li Liang's die-hard fans stopped yelling, turns out they're about to lose!]
Li Liang must be devastated. He was about to win, but the game was turned around!
[Impossible! Qiao Yu must have lost! Quickly broadcast the result live, we want to see Qiao Yu call him grandpa!]
[Yes, yes, we absolutely can't miss this part; we want to see the king of face-slapping get slapped in the face.]
[That's probably fake. Qiao Yu is good at games, but I don't think he has much of a chance, especially since Li Liang's team consists mostly of semi-professionals.]
[First of all, let me clarify that I'm not a girl. Li Liang is my buddy. He wasn't at school today, otherwise I would definitely have gone to the cafeteria to cheer him on. I don't know who Qiao Yu is.]
[Does he even deserve to step on Li Liang to gain fame? He should know his own worth.]
[There's no such thing as fair or unfair. He's skilled, but Li Liang isn't bad either. In King of Glory competitions, it's all about overall skill. Qiao Yu is no good!]
At this moment, Yang Zihang, who was on the scene, was tapping the screen with his fingers, making a loud thumping sound, and shouted:
"Die to me!"
This roar snapped Li Liang, the crew-cut youth, and the others out of their daze, and their expressions changed drastically.
The game isn't over yet!
At this moment, Li Liang and the others finally revived.
Li Liang roared, "Clear the minion wave!"
The young man with the buzz cut shouted, "Clear the minion wave! Hold it!"
Several girls covered their eyes, but still peeked through their fingers.
Wow…
It was clear that Xiaolong was about to lose his last bit of health.
As long as there are no minions, the crystal can definitely be defended.
"I almost canceled it, damn it, my heart can't take it."
"Does it have to be this exciting?"
"Ah ah ah ah ah..."
Some of the girls even screamed.
Old Zhang's eyes widened, and frustration and despair welled up inside him.
Zhou Songqing, Zheng Qianli, and Yang Zihang stared with their mouths slightly agape, as if their energy had been drained away, leaving them feeling empty inside.
The enemy team cleared the minion wave, and all five members of our team were in poor condition.
If they get wiped out...
Wouldn't we be caught off guard and get wiped out in one fell swoop?
"Attack!"
Li Liang was thrilled and wanted to roar to the sky.
"We haven't lost yet, we still have hope." The young man with the buzz cut was also excited.
The other teammates cheered and jumped up, ready to counterattack.
"Ah...watch out!"
Suddenly, a girl shouted from outside the arena.
Upon hearing this, the young man with the buzz cut felt his hair stand on end, as if he were in a nightmare.
Li Liang froze.
Among the hundreds of onlookers and hundreds of pairs of eyes, one figure stood out like a cannonball, accompanied by the dull sound of hooves.
He swept past Li Liang and the crew-cut youth in an instant.
Use a powerful dash attack right in front of the opponent.
Guan Yu rushed straight to the crystal.
And at this moment.
Crystal has only one drop of blood left.
Even without minions, they will definitely lose a drop of health.
Ding!
Qiao Yu's famous sword was activated.
He ignored the attacks from Li Liang and the others, focusing solely on attacking the tower.
"Oh!"
A deep yet resonant sound echoed throughout the venue.
【victory! 】
[A miraculous comeback!]
As the crystal exploded, a victory announcement rang out.
However, no one cheered or applauded.
All eyes were on the boy who was still sitting under the big screen.
Many people can still clearly remember this scene ten or twenty years later.
……
Please leave a review and flowers!
40 to 5 yuan to settle this privately? Call me grandpa now!
Qiao Yu let out a soft breath and looked around.
Their gazes fell in turn on their excited companions, the others who looked dazed, and the silent students watching from the sidelines.
He slowly put down his phone and said calmly:
"we won!"
Old Zhang's face turned red as he roared with all his might:
"Won!"
Zheng Qianli shouted, "We won!"
Yang Zihang kept screaming, "Ahhhhhh!"
It seems like they won't be satisfied until their voices are hoarse.
Actually, he was just a bystander the whole time and didn't play any significant role.
Outside the venue, students who wanted to get to know Qiao Yu and his friends were excitedly shouting and howling.
"Don't leave after school today, I'm treating you to a massage parlor!"
Zhou Songqing raised his arms in celebration, shouting and jumping.
Regardless of whether Li Liang had been planning this for a long time.
As a second-generation rich kid, he instinctively hated those who were even richer than him.
I've disliked Li Liang for a long time.
I finally got my revenge today!
Applause and cheers erupted.
The cheers, like a volcanic eruption, arrived late but grew stronger and lasted for a long time.
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