<h4>Chapter 1280: End Game (20)</h4>


    There was a group of college students from a neighboring university in the inte cafe. When they heard this, they crowded around the screens at once to watch the match.


    The team did a warm-up and prepared to show off.


    Qiao Lian looked at them and sighed softly.


    At this point, Shen Liangchuan approached her and, in a low voice, asked her, “What’s going on?”


    Qiao Lian told him what was happening.


    His expression darkened.


    After a moment, he smiled icily and stood behind the yers. He told her, “They will not go all out for sure in this match. So we can watch and get an idea of how strong these yers are.”


    Sighing, Qiao Lian said, “I don’t think these students will be able to push the opponent to y at their true level.”


    Shen Liangchuan narrowed his eyes at those words and replied, “Let’s watch.”


    Qiao Lian started to speak, but then fell silent again. Shen Liangchuan asked, “What’s the matter?”


    In a low voice, she said, “Because of King’s remarks, the eSports circle is now paying close attention. If country H wins this game, I fear it will affect everyone’s morale.”


    Shen Liangchuan narrowed his eyes at those words.


    Then he cast his gaze down.


    Qiao Lian continued in anguish, “I know that country H is indeed setting the standard in the eSports world, but I can’t stand their derisive attitude towards us. ESports was only officially recognized as a sport recently. Until then, our country had never recognized it as a sport and it was misunderstood by people. It has been only a few years and we’ve already developed teams that y at such a high standard. So what are these people so overly arrogant about?


    These young people were on fire and full of vigor, just like how they themselves had been provoked by the country H yers into starting an eSports’ team club years ago, to bring glory to their own nation.


    As Qiao Lian said these words, the match began.


    She fell silent immediately and stood behind one of the yers, anxiously watching the match’s progress.


    The group of college students clearly had from average to high-level yers, and they were adequately skilled in maneuvering. But their level was far from professional.


    Typically, the game would start with the yers developing their power by farming minions.


    Hence five of the yers went to their ownnes, and the jungler went to hunt in the jungle to develop his champion.


    While the mid yer was killing minions, he suddenly heard a cry, “Damn!”


    Then he saw on the map that four enemies had appeared in their own jungle.


    And then...


    “Freaking hell!”


    The jungler was killed, blood was spilled.


    Seeing that the situation was not quite right, the mid yer ran in that direction. Just as he did so, Qiao Lian shouted the order, “Come back here quickly!”


    When the mid yers heard her voice, he turned around straightaway to look at Qiao Lian.


    In that one moment of distraction, the screen disyed something and they heard, “yed.”


    It was the top yers being killed for dashing over to provide support.


    After he was killed, the yer immediately berated him, “Midne, what are you doing? Didn’t you see us? You should’vee over to support us!”


    The mid yer scratched his head after being scolded and then nced at Qiao Lian, saying, “Just watch the match. Do you have to makements?”


    Qiao Lian frowned.


    The mid yer said, “Thisdy behind me was shouting for me toe back and I got a fright. Wasn’t I just about to rush over?”


    Someone else who was watching the match spoke up, “She was shouting for you not to go over, that was not wrong. Didn’t you see that although the opponent didn’t have a lot of hp, he was at Level 2? Going up against him would have only killed you.”