First Victory

Bai Yanni's explanations weren't exactly excellent, but she was definitely not an amateur. She had clearly conducted in-depth and meticulous research on the information she could gather, and at least she rarely mispronounced anyone's name or skill.

Yan Xiaoxin was quite satisfied with the performance of the temporary replacement. In contrast, Zhao Yuting, who threw a tantrum and stood her up, naturally received a sharp drop in Yan Xiaoxin's opinion of her.

"From now on, let Bai Yanni be the resident host for the University Team's home games." Yan Xiaoxin opened the memo app on her phone and wrote this down.

Opportunity always favors the prepared mind.

"The White Team used another war artifact from the research institute... the Lightning Horn! It requires continuous casting, deals AOE damage to all enemies on the field, and inflicts stun... In the blink of an eye, Xu Wenze's illusions all disappeared, and Xu Wenze fell! He was hacked to death by the White Team's skeletons!"

"Han Xu's Shield Bash! His Rageclaw unleashed their full power, knocking Duanmucheng to the ground..."

"Duanmucheng has already used his crowd control immunity! Xiang Hui and Li Shuyi's damage output is too strong, Duanmucheng's Life Value is plummeting..."

"Duanmucheng has fallen again! The Red Team is doomed. The only remaining tank, Lu Jiadong, is entangled by the White Team's Corpse Monster and cannot effectively support his teammates. Now that his teammates are all wiped out, he is surrounded and attacked by five people and will not escape his fate!"

Duanmucheng miscalculated. When he revived, the match had already been going on for nearly thirty minutes, while the Blue Team had captured the research institute within the first five minutes of the match. In other words, Bai Xiaowen had two war tools at that moment.

Furthermore, the Lightning Horn, as a level 2 war item, is more powerful than the level 1 Healing Scroll.

But that doesn't matter; even without the Lightning Horn, the Red Team can't turn the tide.

With Lu Jiadong falling, the last member of the Red Team was wiped out once again.

This time, their respawn time starts at eight minutes, with subsequent teams queuing up in order. It will take a full 50 minutes for the entire team to respawn! The blue team has 6 resources per minute, which is more than enough to accumulate to 300 points.

The moment they were wiped out, the red team chose to surrender. With a deafening explosion, the red team's altar shattered.

Four large characters appeared on the big screen:

Blue team wins!

The close-up portraits of the five members of the Blue Team flashed by in turn, finally settling on Bai Xiaowen.

MVP of the match: Bai Xiaowen!

Following that are the number of kills: 8 kills, 4 assists, and the title of "Godlike Slaughter." He was number one in total damage output, number one in damage taken, number one in crowd control duration, Tactical Brain... Winning the MVP award was well-deserved.

Screams echoed through the auditorium.

Han Xu second in control duration and damage taken, Li Shuyi ranked second in total output, and Xiang Hui captured the most flags. Their performances were all commendable. Only Feng Zi'ang's presence was relatively weak - fortunately, he had the record of being the number one in healing to save face.

Feng Zi'ang's healing output was the highest, but that was only because Bai Xiaowen didn't personally perform any healing. Otherwise, if Bai Xiaowen activated his Rapid-Fire Mode, the Blood Essence Stone would continuously provide a double-draining effect similar to Blood Drain Mana Drain, which would also be counted in the healing output, Feng Zi'ang couldn't catch up even if he worked himself to death...

Ultimately, Bai Xiaowen didn't want to reveal too many of his cards in the first round of the knockout stage. So in this match, he basically created situations where he had more players than players, and won easily.

Neither the Wannan University Team nor the audience, nor even the future opponents who were studying Bai Xiaowen's information, felt that Bai Xiaowen Overwhelming Crush strength. They only felt that the Jinghai University team had good tactical ideas and that Bai Xiaowen's wide-range Psychic Sensing was accurate in catching people.

Especially for the students from Wannan University, these top students felt extremely frustrated, always feeling that they had been tricked and defeated by a set of tactics, rather than that they lacked strength.

This feeling lingered until the break after the first match. When the two teams returned from the Psionic Training Ground and met in the corridor, Duanmucheng and the other four looked unusually gloomy. Duanmucheng was a little better, trying his best not to show any excessive hostility, but Shi Feng, Chu Li, and the others were different; their feelings of resentment, dissatisfaction, and displeasure were very obvious.

As the victors, the five students from Jinghai University were naturally all smiles, discussing the scenes from their previous battle, and bursting into laughter from time to time.

Such laughter sounds especially jarring to the ears of those who are unwilling to accept defeat.

"Listen to that, it's like they've already won the whole round," Chu Li said in a low voice.

"Just showing off, Jinghai University hasn't won National Championship in years," Xu Wenze said.

"Hmph, a bunch of bumpkins, don't they know there are three matches in each round of the knockout stage? They're already so cocky after just one win, there are still two more to go..." Shi Feng said indignantly. "This one was just a surprise attack! We'll definitely turn the tide in the next two!"

Although the group lowered their voices slightly during their venting conversation, every awakened individual has sharp ears and eyes, and the five members of the Jinghai University team were not far away, so they could hear everything clearly.

At first, Bai Xiaowen and his group of five didn't say anything; it didn't matter if others complained a bit after losing the game... However, as the conversation became increasingly jarring, they all frowned.

"Shi Feng, right?" Xiang Hui glanced sideways at Shi Feng, who was standing not far away. "Who are you calling a country bumpkin?"

Having died three times in the match, Shi Feng, still seething with anger, immediately retorted, "Whoever agrees, that's who we're talking about!"

"Oh..." Xiang Hui didn't show any anger, but said leisurely, "Actually, you didn't lose unjustly. Who told you not to accept my captain's well-intentioned reminder?"

Shi Feng and the others were momentarily stunned. What reminder?

Xiang Hui chuckled lightly, "Forgot? Didn't the captain warn you not to appear in his line of sight? You've walked right into his line of fire several times already. Who else would die if not you?"

In front of outsiders, Xiang Hui and Chen Guowei would not call each other "Old Bai," but rather "Captain."

"Bullshit!" Shi Feng said through gritted teeth, somewhat embarrassed and angry. "You won one game with some tricks, but don't think you can advance! There are still two games left, and our Wannan University Team will definitely turn the tide. Don't be too smug!"

Bai Xiaowen patted Xiang Hui, then glanced at Shi Feng.

Shi Feng was initially furious, but when Bai Xiaowen glanced at him, he inexplicably felt a lack of confidence.

"Shi Feng, you've got one thing wrong," Bai Xiaowen said with a smile, "There won't be a third round."

"??"

Shi Feng was momentarily stunned. Wasn't the format for each round of the knockout stage always best-of-three (BO3)? When did it change?

"Haha... Captain, your subtle approach won't work," Xiang Hui revealed a smile that made Shi Feng grit his teeth. "You kid with a failing IQ, let me explain... After we won the second match, you were eliminated 0-2! There was no third match! Don't you understand?"

I said I wouldn't stay up all night writing during the day... but alas... I'm experiencing writer's block...