The National Sweetheart Livestreamer Is A Pro! - Chapter 221: Finale

Chapter 221: Finale

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Ji Zhiyao turned and called out to Mo Huaifeng. “Captain I’m hungry.”

Mo Huaifeng immediately pulled on his jacket. “Let’s go.”

The stats analyzer had nothing to say.

As a result, it became Yuan Wei staying at the live venue to keep track of the time while the entire team went out for supper together.

Participating players walking out as a team during the eSports finale night, if this information was found out by anyone else, it would probably make the headlines.

They bought some food. Ji Zhiyao intentionally walked right at the back of the group with Mo Huaifeng and would chat occasionally.

Ji Zhiyao suddenly sighed.

Mo Huaifeng asked, “Nervous?”

“Not quite, I’m mainly afraid of losing.”

Mo Huaifeng smiled. “What’s there to be afraid of? You’re only 20 years old, at the peak of your career. If you don’t make it this time, there’s always another time.”

Ji Zhiyao thought for a moment, then replied in a solemn tone, “But by then, my teammate wouldn’t be you anymore.”

Mo Huaifeng suddenly froze.

Ji Zhiyao continued. “Though I love eSports, but without you, it seems there won’t be any point to it.”

Mo Huaifeng grabbed onto Ji Zhiyao’s hand.

“Don’t be afraid, Captain will carry you.”

…

Last match, King vs Mix.

A predestined battle.

Ji Zhiyao put on his headphones and inhaled deeply.

Yet what flashed before his eyes was everything that had happened in the past two years, each scene was a cursory one, but incomparably vivid.

He lifted the corner of his lips.

Then turned his head and met Mo Huaifeng’s eyes.

Mo Huaifeng nodded at him.

Ji Zhiyao lifted his brow slightly.

“I hereby announce, the game officially begins!”

Once the match started, Nuo grimaced. “Damn, what do I do, I urgently need to pee.”

K: “Shut up, I really need to pee too.”

Mo Huaifeng: “Take it easy, don’t pee in your pants.”

Heng: “I don’t need the toilet, but I’m nervous, I feel like my heart is about to jump out of my throat, what do I do?”

Ji Zhiyao: “Swallow it?”

Heng: “Why do I find that very disgusting?”

Ji Zhiyao rolled his eyes. “You’re so hard to please.”

Yet though each of them clamoring more than the other, everyone’s handling was extremely stable, leading examples of how various positions should be played. After all, at the end of this game they would either be flourishing, riding on the crest of success or hanging themselves on a tree branch, the outcome was still of utmost importance to their safety… Laning began in all three lanes, Ji Zhiyao finished harvesting the top half of the jungle. However, just as he arrived in the bottom area he realized the red buff was being aggressively struck at by an opponent, he charged over with a yell, continuing to use his auto-attack after releasing his first and second abilities. “You mutt, is my Captain’s red buff something that you can touch?”

Mina was slightly dazed from his attacks, but his abilities weren’t enough to harvest the red buff creep that was gradually regaining its health, hence after weighing his options for a moment, he picked escaping as his best option. Mo Huaifeng praised, “Excellent.”

Because Boxer the big dog was chained in the middle lane, it was great that Heng had not been killed. Heng did not disappoint them either; not only did he manage to linger on with his last breath, he did not miss many minions either. Ji Zhiyao sighed with emotion. “The facts have proven that our mid-laner isn’t so lousy, he can survive without me once in a while, all that usual behaviors were a result of indulgence.”

Heng: “Play your game, shut up! I don’t dare to guarantee that I can hold out for long.”

They continued on and on but did not dare to fight the opponent’s head on for kills. Till they heard Nuo’s shriek in the voice chat, everyone’s countenance changed but no one saw what had happened… Mo Huaifeng said presently, “It was intentional baiting, don’t worry.”

Nuo: “Captain are you still human?”

Mo Huaifeng replied leisurely, “Make a guess?”

Nuo choked with silent fury.

Both battleteams played with extreme caution, the very first kill of the match only appeared in the 35th minute when they fought for the big dragon.

Ji Zhiyao led the team at the forefront as the jungler, when roaming, he was caught and killed by King’s support and mid-laner. Looking at his black and white screen, he touched his cheek. “Damn! First blood drawn only at the 35th minute, who would believe it?”

Nuo: “What was most unbelievable for you was that first blood was yourself.”

Ji Zhiyao: “Slipping away, slipping away.”

In the fight for the big dragon, none of the two teams benefited. Firstly it was Ji Zhiyao dying, then Mix and King each gained two kills, exchanged with the deaths of two players, fortunately K was astute at the critical moment and snatched the big dragon with a strike, all their effort was not in vain.

Yet the minions and big dragon did not destroy King’s base.

At the 47th minute, King took down the second big dragon.

Mix battleteam defended their base with stubborn resistance, determined to not let the opponent cross beyond their boundaries by even a step.

The 58th minute.

K who had been grumbling that he was “dead tired” in the voice chat had his eyes opened wider than anyone else, it was like Ji Zhiyao had become Mix’s third carry position, his speed and damage both soaring, yet in the situation that the opposing support, and top-laner were both tanks, it did not have much effect… In a brief instant, Ji Zhiyao suddenly saw an empty space beside Boxer who had been impenetrably protected the whole time. Without time to consider, Ji Zhiyao shifted over in a few stops, not even bearing to take the time to blink, he released his second, third then first abilities, followed by his ultimate ability once he landed, then without looking behind, expertly flickered away.

The sound effect of a kill was broadcast.

K: “Damn amazing!”

Nuo: “AHHHH charge we’re killing, we’re killing!”

Heng: “Damn I’m about to cry!”

Mo Huaifeng: “Let’s go.”

King who lost their greatest damage dealer was like a pack of sheep walking into the wolves’ den, completely unable to fight back… Pushed into the base, as they were attacking King’s crystal with each hit, Ji Zhiyao distinctly heard his own heartbeat.

The final battle!

King’s crystal exploded!

Ji Zhiyao threw away his headphones and roared-

Nine leagues, 27 years!

China eSports was finally standing at the highest point on the international stage!