"Pervert, what are you doing?" Ji Yanran asked with a smile.
"Nothing. I just want him to vomit whenever he sees Hand of God in the future.
He will have to pay the price if he dares to hit on my girlfriend, "Han Sen narrowed his eyes and said jealously.
Ji Yanran blushed and did not say anything. She liked seeing Han Sen jealous.
Lu Botao was overjoyed. Last year, he watched the announcement videos of the Hand of God teams and was amazed by Ji Yanran from Blackhawk.
Unfortunately, Blackhawk did not make it to the Alliance Central Military Academy and did not even make it to the top eight. He had no chance to meet Ji Yanran.
After many inquiries, Lu Botao learned Ji Yanran's ID on the Skynet platform. However, when he tried to add her as a friend, he found that she did not accept friend requests, which made Lu Botao depressed for a long time.
Lu Botao had almost forgotten about it and did not expect to be randomly matched with Ji Yanran today.
In the beginning, he did not notice that his opponent was Ji Yanran. After playing for a while, he felt that his opponent was quite skilled. He took a closer look at his opponent's ID and found it to be familiar. Thinking about it carefully, he realized that it was Ji Yanran's ID and was overjoyed.
Holding back his joy, he defeated Ji Yanran a few more times and showed his strength. Then he sent a message to ask if his opponent was Ji Yanran.
Knowing that his opponent was Ji Yanran, Lu Botao was even more overjoyed. He was ready to show off his skills in front of Ji Yanran. Maybe he would have a chance to win her heart.
"Hey, Botao, what are you laughing about?" Liang Yiming asked in confusion when he saw Lu Botao laughing by himself.
"Yiming, guess who I met on the platform?" Lu Botao said excitedly.
"Who?
Could it be the monster from our school? "Liang Yiming said casually.
"What's there to be happy about? It's too late to cry." Lu Botao chuckled. "I met Ji Yanran from Blackhawk."
"Who?
Are there any masters in Blackhawk? "Liang Yiming wondered.
"What? I mean the pretty girl from Blackhawk. In the announcement video of the Military Academy League last year, Blackhawk …" Lu Botao said gloomily.
"I remember now. You're talking about that beauty. Didn't she set the settings to not add you as a friend? You were busy for a long time and didn't add her, right?
Why did you add her? "Liang Yiming asked.
"Ha-ha, I was randomly matched with her on the platform. Is it fate?
There are so many people on the battle platform, but I just had to be matched with her. This could be considered fate, right? "Lu Botao said proudly.
"Are you for real? You can even meet someone like that?" Liang Yiming walked over and stood behind Lu Botao, watching the holographic image of the battle.
"Of course it's true. She has already admitted it. She even said that as long as I win, she will be my friend." Lu Botao was almost drooling.
"That kid is in luck. Isn't this a sure thing?"
Last year, Liang Yiming went to watch Ji Yanran's game. She was good, but not as good as the Alliance Central Military Academy, not even as good as the substitutes.
"Yeah, the game has started. I have to beat her first," Lu Botao said. The countdown was over, and the game officially began.
In order to show his strength and gentlemanly demeanor, Lu Botao did not plan to grab Ji Yanran's light spots. He only wanted to hit his own light spots as fast as possible and finish the game perfectly.
However, as soon as the game started, Lu Botao saw his opponent's hand reaching towards him, obviously trying to grab his points.
"Ha-ha, this beauty is a bit whimsical. She wants to grab my points," Lu Botao said with a smile.
"Who asked her to be a beauty? Don't be too ruthless. Be a gentleman and let her snatch a few." Liang Yiming also laughed.
"Don't worry. I know how to be gentle," Lu Botao said and pointed at a light spot.
However, when he was about to touch the light spot, a finger suddenly hit the light spot. The light spot was suddenly shattered, and one point was added to his opponent's score.
"Not bad. You are giving way so soon." Liang Yiming thought Lu Botao was deliberately giving way.
"I am being gentle."
However, Lu Botao forced a smile. This time, he had no intention of giving way. Even if he were to give way, it would be at the end. He had no intention of giving way at the beginning.
"I can't be too careless." Lu Botao thought he was being too careless and pointed at another light spot.
However, before the finger could touch the light spot, another finger hit the light spot by a hair's breadth, shattering the light spot.
Lu Botao frowned and pointed at another light spot. However, after seven or eight consecutive light spots, his opponent hit them one by one, leaving him with no points.
"Botao, you are giving way a little too much. This beauty's skill is not bad. Be careful not to lose!" Liang Yiming thought Lu Botao was going easy on her.
However, Lu Botao was no longer in the mood to joke with Liang Yiming. He was fully immersed in the game, and his forehead was already sweating.
He did not want to give way at all, but he could not hit a single light spot. His opponent beat him to it every time.
Soon, Liang Yiming also noticed that something was wrong. Lu Botao's veins were bulging. His fingers were already waving to the limit, but he still couldn't hit a single light spot. The scoreboard was still showing zero points.
On the other hand, the opponent's palm was swinging left and right, hitting the light spots at lightning speed. Every time, he would be able to take the lead, and his score was rapidly increasing.
Liang Yiming's jaw dropped. He knew Lu Botao's skill level very well. Although Lu Botao was relatively weak in the main force of the Alliance Central Military Academy, he could be regarded as a trump card in other military school teams.
Up until now, Lu Botao still hadn't gotten a single point. He was completely suppressed by his opponent. This was simply unbelievable.
Even Liang Yiming, who was the number two player in the school team, did not dare to say that he could suppress Lu Botao like this. No matter how strong he was, he would definitely let Lu Botao get some points. It was impossible to suppress him to no point. Unless the gap was as big as the sky, it was impossible to suppress him like this.
However, this kind of suppression was happening. In a 100-point game, his opponent had scored 70 or 80 points, but Lu Botao's score was still zero.
At this time, Lu Botao was covered in cold sweat. His movements had become stiff, which was the negative consequence of excessive psychological pressure.
In Lu Botao's eyes, his opponent's hand was like a demon's hand from the abyss.