<h4>Chapter 1282: End Game (22)</h4>


    “Shucks! What happened?”


    “What’s the matter with you? You had full HP and the opponent only had half of the HP, and he killed you?”


    “Am I seeing things?”


    “Damn it! This is inconceivable.”


    “Have you not had anything to eat? You’re ying such a lousy game.”


    The guy who was yed was still in a daze. He looked up nkly at the opponent’s champion and said after a moment, “Why do I have the nagging feeling that our opponents are not diamond yers?”


    “You’re getting all paranoid when you’re the one at fault. Didn’t you see their ranks?”


    “Well then, could it be that these guys from country H are really much better than us?”


    Everyone fell silent at that remark.


    From the start of the game, when their team was suppressed, right up till now, none of them had really thought about this.


    It was obvious to the onlookers and the yers themselves that it was a very tough fight for this team.


    The yers could feel it themselves, without needing anyone to point it out to them.


    The inte cafe had fallen silent.


    Words were shing across the screens. It was a message from the enemy team:


    [Pad: Trash!]


    [Pad: China, masters. Country H, diamonds.]


    The insult was as clear as day.


    It provoked everyone in the inte cafe. Someone spoke, “It’s us who were not up to par. What has it got to do with the rest of the nation?”


    At once, the students’ eyes reddened. They looked at the taunting words on the screen, suddenly feeling the weight of the load on their young shoulders.


    If they lost the game, everyone in the country would doubt them and me them.


    Qiao Lian observed that the mid yer’s hand was beginning to tremble.


    She spoke in a steady voice, “Don’t panic. y, you can win.”


    The mid yer lowered his head and said after a moment, “But I’m not good at this.”


    Qiao Lian took in a deep breath and said slowly, “You have to steady yourself, kill the minions and level up. There are opportunities to capture the opponents, you still can win. Don’t panic.”


    The mid yer looked up with his bloodshot eyes and said, “I know the theory too, but how am I going to continue ying? You y if you’re so smart!”


    Qiao Lian: ...


    She looked at the mid yer and noted that he had quite fallen apart from the losing.


    King was too vicious.


    If they had just been ying a friendly match, perhaps they wouldn’t be facing such great pressure.


    But King had insisted on ying this match publicly.


    Obviously they had lied, pretending to be diamond yers going against master yers.


    Qiao Lian stared at the screen and after a moment said, “Fine. Get up, I’ll y!”


    The people in the inte cafe were stunned into silence.


    Everyone turned simultaneously to look at her with an expression that clearly said, “You must be nuts.”


    She looked back at them, the muscles around her eyes tensing up. She knew right away that they were doubting her ability.


    She was about to speak up when the mid yer said, “Forget it, let’s continue.”


    But even as he said this, his hands were shaking. He was clearly nervous.


    After all, they were only undergraduates and they had never been really exposed to the world.


    The fact was that they knew they weren’t going to win even before they finished the fight.


    But if they lost, would they be despised by everyone?


    As they were contemting the situation, Shen Liangchuan stepped forward and said calmly, “Let her take over.”


    Everyone fell silent once more.


    “Stop joking around.”


    “She’s just a girl.”


    Although Shen Liangchuan was wearing his mask, his eyes were sharp and piercing. He looked around the room and said calmly once more, “Let her take over.”