The blue team voted to surrender. It was a unanimous vote of 5 to 0.
Therefore, the second round of the ranking competition ended early when the game time had reached the 22nd minute.
It was a standard "20 shots", but in reality, the Blue Team's side couldn't be blamed for their poor mental fortitude. It was just that Obama, Tang Bingyao's ADC, had beaten them to a pulp.
They were completely defeated.
They were convinced.
In the last few seconds before the surrender vote was initiated, the Blue Team's ratty ad-carry player grumbled in the public chat:
"What the hell? Why are all the players in the top lane playing smurfs?"
"Can't we have fun?"
The so-called "top" naturally referred to players who had surpassed the current Platinum and Diamond divisions.
Masters, for example.
Or the Greatest King.
The other players of the blue team also chimed in in agreement. To them, the purple team's ADC, Obama, was definitely a top expert at the level of an KO King. Who knows, he might even be here for a booster job.
Otherwise, how could an adc be able to play so brilliantly?
What the f * ck … Obama was the only one leading the way!
Feng Tao, Qiu Le, and Shen Zhuang, who were in the internet cafe private room, could not help but nod subconsciously when they saw the grumbling.
That's right. Tang Bingyao's Obama was really too much of a carry.
They took down the enemy bottom lane in six or seven minutes, and became a God in less than 15 minutes. The average number of last hits in the entire match was more than 10 per minute. Every wave of team battles dealt tons of damage. They had even managed to secure a Pentakill that determined their victory.
Come on, this is a high-end Platinum and Diamond random game, okay?
It wasn't some random Bronze or Silver player!
To be able to use an ADC to crush an opponent in such a split, how could an ordinary Platinum Tier 1 player do this?
"If all the Platinum players on our server were at this level …"
"Even the Korean server is trash compared to us!"
Qiu Le couldn't help but sigh.
Meanwhile, Feng Tao's girlfriend, Ji Yue, had already turned her gaze to Tang Bingyao. "Tang Tang, are you really just Platinum? Are you sure? "
His tone was filled with disbelief.
In this match, Ji Yue was playing the mid single Lacus. Her performance was quite average. She originally thought that she and Tang Bingyao would be a burden to the team, but who would have thought that the other girl besides her would become the biggest carry in this ranking match?
Ji Yue found it hard to imagine that a girl could be so skilled as an ad-carry.
Hearing Ji Yue's question, Qiu Le, Shen Zhuang, and Feng Tao's gazes all fell on Tang Bingyao.
Because now, even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't believe what the girl had said before.
When Tang Bingyao saw that everybody was staring at her, she instinctively looked at Lin Feng.
A certain someone nodded at the side in all apparent seriousness.
"Yeah, I'm a diamond, and Tang Tang is my apprentice. Of course, she's a platinum."
She didn't even blush when she lied. However, when everyone turned to look at Tang Bingyao, the girl nodded seriously as if she was making a solemn vow.
"Yes."
"I'm really a platinum."
This time, even the honest Shen Zhuang had the urge to roll his eyes. This pair of "master and disciple" were too good at lying through their teeth. Yet, one of them was more confident than the other, as if it was really the case …
But then again, whether it was a certain someone or the girl, after two consecutive matches, they had really shown everyone a hand.
They were simply the perfect example of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger!
And if that was the case —
The two "pretending to be pigs" had undoubtedly been confirmed.
Naturally, the "tiger" that was eaten could only be …
…
Sitting in front of the computer screen, Zhao Yang's face couldn't help but turn green and red. Finally, he stood up and forced a smile at the others in the room.
"Ah, right. I suddenly remembered that I have something to do later, so I won't play with you guys anymore.
"You guys continue playing. I'll be leaving first."
Feng Tao's expression was also a little strange. After hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't say anything to persuade Zhao Yang to stay.
After all …
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that in these two matches, the main AD of the Shanghai Finance University's eSports club had completely lost face.
Obama, who played as an AD, was completely stolen by Lin Feng's support, Nami.
Then, he played as a support, Hammerstone, hoping to take back some face. But this time, Tang Bingyao's AD, Obama, carried the entire game and became a pitiful bystander.
What was even more embarrassing was that the AD of both matches was also Obama, but compared to Tang Bingyao's Lucian, his AD, Obama, was simply trash. The difference was like heaven and earth.
Only by comparison could one see the difference.
This time, the main AD of the Shanghai Finance University's eSports club was easily outplayed by a beautiful girl using the same hero. He really couldn't find any excuse or reason to defend himself.
If Zhao Yang could stay in this internet cafe any longer, he would have to be a little too thick-skinned and mentally strong.
Compared to Feng Tao, who wanted to save some face for his senior from the same hometown, Qiu Le seemed to be gloating at this time. His eyes fell on Zhao Yang, and he did not forget to ridicule him.
"Hey, Senior Zhao, you're leaving so early?"
"You were the one who suggested coming to the internet cafe. Why don't we play a few more matches?"
"Senior Zhao, why don't you play ADC again in the next round? Show us some of your skills! — — "
If these words were said before lunch, Zhao Yang might have accepted them as a matter of course as a compliment to himself. But now, when Zhao Yang heard them, his expression became stiff and unnatural. He forced himself to laugh dryly.
"Forget it, forget it.
I really have something to do today. "
"Next time. You'll have a chance next time!"
After saying this, Zhao Yang turned around and bolted out the door. It was as if he couldn't wait to leave this embarrassing place as soon as possible.
When Tang Bingyao saw Zhao Yang leave, she turned her head to look at Lin Feng and commented in a low voice:
"I don't like that guy."
Lin Feng laughed.
"Really? I can see that. "
"Normally, even if you were playing AD, you wouldn't let your support fall behind like that."
Their conversation wasn't loud, but Qiu Le came up to them with a gossipy expression.
"Hey, what are you two talking about?"
"Oh right, now that we've kicked that Zhao Yang out, can you tell us the truth now, Lin Feng? What's the difference between you and Tang Tang? "
The others also subconsciously pricked up their ears.
In the next moment …
Lin Feng replied with a straight face.
"I'm a diamond."
Tang Bingyao leaned over and nodded in agreement, her face still filled with seriousness.
"I'm a platinum."
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