Chapter Twenty-Five: Did That Really Make You Faint from Anger?

"Brother Wu, are you alright?"

Noticing the look on Wu Bin's face, Song Bing asked with concern.

Wu Bin shook his head. "It's nothing, just a bit dizzy. Probably my high blood pressure acting up."

As soon as Wu Bin said this, everyone became tense. The cameraman looked completely baffled and turned to ask his assistant, "Damn, Wu Bin has high blood pressure? How come we never heard about this before?"

Because Wu Bin had been falling ill one after another, the television station and a local hospital had formed a joint medical team to ensure his safety, specifically responsible for his well-being during the day. After all, he was a "fragile college student," so special treatment was only to be expected.

The assistant quickly consulted with the medical team and relayed the response: "I've confirmed with the medical team; Wu Bin does not have high blood pressure. He must have just been joking with us."

Hearing this, the production crew breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't high blood pressure, they were fine. They were terrified that if Wu Bin had a medical emergency, they would have to rush to the hospital again.

Since their middle and top laners had been feeding the enemy kills, the laning phase of the decisive match ended quickly. Every member of the opposing team had a bounty on their head, and their gear was far superior to that of Wu Bin and his two teammates. The only thing Wu Bin could rely on was the absolute trust of his roommates.

"Protect me, and I can take on all five of them," Wu Bin said, brimming with confidence in his own skills.

Soon, the final showdown broke out in the mid-lane. Realizing that this team fight would decide the outcome of the entire game, the middle and top laners didn't even bother pretending anymore; they initiated the fight and pushed the pace.

Viewers in the livestream were immediately furious and started cursing.

"These two are so shameless! Expose them and make them pay!"

"This is dishonorable, truly pathetic. If this happened in our dorm, those two would definitely be in the hospital by tonight."

"There's no point in watching this match anymore. Even if that rich kid wins, what does it prove? He's nothing but a clown."

The chat was filled with insults, but Zhao Hao didn't care. History is written by the victors. As long as he won this game, his reputation would be preserved. As for whether he won by using his money, who cared?

"Brother Hao, let's go together and kill Wu Bin!"

With the traitors helping from the inside, Zhao Hao and his team pushed forward like a hot knife through butter, feeling certain of victory.

Just then, Wu Bin made his move. Before anyone could react, he flashed forward and secured a kill. By the time the others tried to surround him, he was already retreating.

"Use your abilities to pin him down! What are you all doing!" Zhao Hao, seeing that Wu Bin had killed one of them and was still escaping, lost his composure.

Someone realized something was wrong and tried to warn Zhao Hao, but it was too late. With his superior game sense and delicate maneuvers, Wu Bin not only dodged all of Zhao Hao's skills but also managed to counter-kill him!

Once Zhao Hao was down, the tide of the battle turned instantly.

"Old Xue, don't let them escape! Chase them!" At Wu Bin's command, the situation reversed.

The remaining three knew that if they were killed by Wu Bin, their base would be pushed to the ground. However, they weren't as fast as Wu Bin, and Old Xue performed exceptionally well, managing to trap all three of them from a massive distance!

Double kill! Triple kill! Quadra kill!

Wu Bin harvested the kills one after another, leaving the viewers in the livestream absolutely thrilled!

Just as Wu Bin was about to secure the final kill, the mid-laner on his own team flashed forward and used an ability, stealing the penta-kill!

The livestream exploded.

"My god, that mid-laner is a complete animal! He actually stole my Brother Wu's penta-kill!"

"Investigate him! We must investigate! That someone like this can attend Agricultural University is a disgrace to the school!"

"This is so frustrating! A desperate comeback, a penta-kill—such a perfect moment to slap them in the face, and it was ruined by a traitor. Is no one going to do anything about this?"

"I'm so angry my blood pressure is spiking. Don't let him go! Everyone, find out who this person is!"

The chat was flooded with the messages of angry viewers.

In another dorm, Su Zhe, the one who stole the penta-kill, didn't realize the gravity of the situation.

"Brother Su, you stole Wu Bin's penta-kill. You're in trouble now."

Su Zhe scoffed, "I already checked. Wu Bin is just an orphan with no power or influence. He only got into Agricultural University because of his grades."

"But Young Master Zhao is different. He isn't just a rich kid; his father has connections that reach the heavens in this city."

"Offending Wu Bin is nothing; the worst that happens is we never speak to each other for the next three years. But if we offend Young Master Zhao, we won't be able to survive in this university."

Su Zhe's logic was always clear. He knew exactly who could be offended and who could not.

He had intended to throw the game to let Zhao Hao win. Who knew Wu Bin would be so fierce, taking on five people by himself? Since he couldn't stop Wu Bin from winning, he could at least stop him from getting a penta-kill to save some face for Zhao Hao. After what he had just done, Zhao Hao shouldn't be angry with him anymore, right?

As for Wu Bin, what was he? Besides being "fragile," what did he have to show for himself?

Su Zhe thought he had made the right choice, but his roommate, Zhong Chang, suddenly turned pale and said, "Brother Su, look at the campus forum! It's blowing up!"

"Hmm?" Su Zhe took a sip of water, still oblivious. "What's blowing up?"

He leaned over to look and his face turned white instantly. The news that he had stolen Wu Bin's penta-kill was already a trending topic on the school forum. Was this guy Wu Bin really that popular?

Su Zhe felt a vague sense of unease. Things were starting to seem much more serious than he had imagined.

Just as he was thinking this, a shrill, piercing cry came from outside!

"Help! Someone help! Wu Bin has collapsed!"

"Quick, get the medical team over here!"

Su Zhe's heart sank, and he felt completely dazed. Hadn't Wu Bin just gone back to his dorm? How did he collapse again?

With a trembling heart, Su Zhe and Zhong Chang walked out to see what was happening. They saw a chaotic scene in the opposite dorm; the dorm manager and medical staff had arrived instantly, placed Wu Bin on a stretcher, and were rushing him downstairs. Because they were prepared, the rescue was extremely timely, with professional medical personnel even performing checks on him while escorting him away.

Seeing such a massive response, Su Zhe couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what's going on?"

The man didn't even turn his head as he replied, "They say he got so angry about having his penta-kill stolen that he passed out."

Su Zhe stood there, completely stunned.