"Had they finally arrived...?"
Watching all five opponents disconnect at once, Lu Ze let out a breath of relief.
He had killed them fourteen times on a single life, and had just gotten a pseudo-pentakill...
If they kept playing, those guys would probably surrender again.
Fortunately, the demon-slaying squad led by Nangong Yuan should have already reached their location.
By now, those Demon Path bastards were probably fighting an even more thrilling offline battle.
"Wow, the other side quit the game! Then doesn't that mean we can..."
Zhou Qiaoling rubbed her palms excitedly, hurriedly preparing to push the towers.
"Absolutely not!"
Zhou Yue, who was farming Gromp beside Zhou Qiaoling, shot her a glare and said righteously:
"We are people of the Righteous Path! Even if they use such despicable tricks, we cannot sink to their level!"
"A match must be fair. How can we take advantage of someone else's misfortune?"
"Even when Brother Bai was at critical health, he still upheld righteousness and kept his word. Look at yourself, then look at Brother Bai... uh?"
Before Zhou Yue could finish, he froze awkwardly in place.
"Brother Bai, why are you pushing towers even harder than my little sister?!"
Lu Ze was wildly swinging his arms, his shurikens practically stabbing the tower to pieces.
Nangong Yuan and the others had already arrived at the scene. His mission was complete, and he could not wait to clock out early.
He glanced back at Zhou Yue.
"What are you babbling about... What are you standing around for? Push the towers already."
As for Spirit Cloud Sect winning by "taking advantage of their misfortune" and pushing the towers, the viewers did not question it in the slightest.
After all, no method was too much against a team that used evil arts.