Chapter 101: Untitled

Ji Zhiyao had just pushed the turret down and was moving towards them. The moment he was about to reach the dragon’s cave, Mo Huaifeng suddenly called out “NoHomo”, Ji Zhiyao got the message and swiftly threw his stunning ability onto the Bao Lu mid-laner who was still standing in the dragon’s cave. At this time, all of Mix’s players had already retreated out of the Dragon’s cave, whereas the big Dragon had completely gone wild.

Bao Lu’s mid-laner was directly killed by the big Dragon.

A textbook level of cooperation with perfect chemistry.

The stats analyzer below the stage clapped once excitedly as he exclaimed, “Nice!”

After the big Dragon went wild, its damage decreased progressively. Ji Zhiyao simply stood on the outside guarding against the players of Bao Lu; the remaining four of them gathered together to use their abilities, easily taking down the big Dragon.

Bao Lu’s players had already lost the will to fight, the attack on their base was met with little resistance!

In the 34th minute since the match began, Mix battleteam with an advantageous large gap of 21:9 took the victory of the first match.

Everyone gave thanks by bowing to the audience and exited the stage.

In the waiting room, the stats analyzer clapped Ji Zhiyao’s shoulder, smiling as he said, “The move you did in cooperation with Fi-god earlier was a really great play, how did you manage to practice that?”

Ji Zhiyao replied, “Actually it was a biological reaction from being intimidated…”

The stats analyzer was dumbfounded. “What?”

Ji Zhiyao was about to explore further this knowledge point that involved the field of biology with the stats analyzer when he heard hurried steps. Looking up questioningly, he found Yuan Wei walking into the waiting room with a weird expression, saying, “Bao Lu battleteam has forfeited the tournament.”

“What?”

Why did they forfeit the tournament after losing just one match? Was the mentality of professional players so weak?

Mo Huaifeng heard Yuan Wei’s words, and frowned as he said, “What’s going on?”

Yuan Wei’s expression became even stranger, he swallowed and said, “Bao Lu’s mid-laner was beaten to tears by you guys and just wouldn’t go up for the second match. Their battleteam doesn’t have a mid-laner reserve, so they could only forfeit.”

Xiaofei stared aghast. “What? Beaten to tears?”

Yuan Wei was also at a loss of whether to laugh or cry, he had been in the eSports scene for so many years, this was also his first time hearing any battleteam making the main force of another battleteam cry during a performance tournament tour. Feelings of absurdness were followed by deep resignation, Yuan Wei sighed, saying, “Since Bao Lu battleteam had already forfeited, then let’s let the judge announce the result of this tournament directly, you guys then prepare for the team interview after. No need for the MVP interview, but the team one has to be done, in case rumors spread again that our team isn’t united and bullies the newbie.”

Mo Huaifeng nodded as he agreed. “Okay.”

Yuan Wei went out to inform the judge, while snickering laughter sounded from the rest of them after they had digested this information.

Nuo was slapping Xiao’s thigh as he exclaimed, “What the hell, that was shocking! With Bao Lu pulling such a stunt, who would dare to take up the slots as our opponents for our performance tournament tour? But this is a rather good thing too, saving this time to stay in the base to lead a befuddled life is not bad. Making a trip out is too great a suffering, almost all of the fat on my body has been frozen off.”

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Xiao scoffed, “This is helping you to slim down alright? If you continue to gain weight, the standard of the entire team’s visuals will be pulled down by you.”

Heng joined in. “I’m more worried about our team’s reputation, do you think that people will imagine that we did something unspeakable to Bao Lu that made them…”

Ji Zhiyao watched speechlessly as his drama queen teammates made up scripts all by themselves. He shook his head resignedly and saw that Mo Huaifeng who was a few meters away from him earlier walked over and said to him, “With Bao Lu forfeiting the tournament, later on the media will probably make an issue using your first public appearance. Be sharp, don’t get pulled into a trap.”

Ji Zhiyao nodded and smiled. “Thanks Captain, don’t worry, I know what’s what.”

“Okay.”

Yuan Wei entered the waiting room once more and informed them that they could start the interview now.

All members of the team walked into the gymnasium again.

Due to the surprise of the tournament ending beforehand, a small portion of the people here to watch the tournament had already left the venue, leaving slightly more than half of the audience here, preparing to watch their interview after the game.

Seven chairs had been placed in the middle of the tournament stage. Everyone took their seats according to how they sat when playing matches.

Mo Huaifeng took the mic, and spoke, “Hello everyone, we are Mix battleteam.”

The moment Mo Huaifeng finished, one of the media personnel eagerly began to raise questions, “Hello Fi-god and members. It was already agreed that the system of today’s tournament is a 5v5, going for two wins out of three games, why was the result directly announced after one match ended?”

Mo Huaifeng pushed the mic to Heng, obviously not wanting to answer this idiotic question. Heng was already used to being the official spokesperson of the team, taking the mic, he said, grinning, “Earlier on we specially informed our manager that he must let the judge explain the reason to everyone. No matter whether you heard it or not, I’ll repeat once more. Due to Bao Lu battleteam’s inability to continue, this tournament is finished. It wasn’t us who wanted to announce the result directly.”

The media personnel continued to pester. “May I know why they cannot continue?”

“If you really insist on getting to the bottom of the matter, then I can only apologize to the brothers from Bao Lu battleteam, it was this Shang Lu Media who insisted on asking, it wasn’t that I wanted to say this. Actually, the reason why the tournament could not go on, was because Bao Lu’s mid-laner had not adjusted his mood. Why was he feeling down? It was because he was beaten to tears by us.”

Shang Lu media questioned, “Then why did Bao Lu’s mid-laner cry?”

Heng rebutted, “The tear glands are on his body, how would I know?”

Shang Lu Media bitterly put down the mic in his hands, his face purple with rage. Heng also moved the mic away from his mouth, appearing very polite.

Another media personnel continued with the questions. “As everyone knows, this is the first time your team’s jungler reserve is making an appearance in public. In that case, beating Bao Lu battleteam’s mid-laner to tears, is it Mix battleteam trying to rally for your jungler reserve?”

Heng exchanged a look with Mo Huaifeng, and passed the mic to Ji Zhiyao.

Ji Zhiyao ignored the light sheen of perspiration on his palms, giving a poised smile in the direction of the camera and the audience. “Hello everyone, I am Mix battleteam’s jungler reserve Ji Zhiyao.”

After the greetings, he began to answer the earlier question. “Rallying does not exist. It’s also impossible for us to let Bao Lu battleteam do us such a big favor. I believe most of the people in the scene already know that Mix battleteam has a new reserve, I’ve also constantly been under the focus of all people, rally or not does not affect me much anymore. What’s more, as a professional player, maintaining continued interest from people is indeed a good thing, but what’s even more important are skills. As long as one is skilful, naturally more people will remember you.”

“In this case, Yao-god is very confident with your own skills?”

Ji Zhiyao laughed. “Thanks for the compliment, Yao-god, are two words that currently cannot match up to. My satisfaction in my gameplay skills are only average, but I am very happy that I am consistently improving.”