The National Sweetheart Livestreamer Is A Pro! Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Untitled

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The system notified them that Ji Zhiyao was killed by Sung Min, Mo Huaifeng took a look at the jungle, then instructed, “Nuo bait the opponents to keep them occupied, I’ll go for the dragon.”
Nuo: “Except for the last five words, I somehow feel that I’ve heard the front part of this sentence so many times.”
Mo Huaifeng: “Cut the crap.”
Nuo: “Okay daddy please don’t worry, daddy please go ahead.”
Ji Zhiyao snorted.
Yet Vita battleteam seemed to have their sights set on the little dragon too, Mo Huaifeng walked towards the jungle, Sung Min also followed in the same direction.
Mo Huaifeng stopped after taking a few steps as he waited for Sung Min to come over.
A showdown between the ADCs lasted for two minutes, Mo Huaifeng won with a bar of health left.
Meanwhile, Ji Zhiyao had also respawned, he hurriedly rushed into the jungle to take down the little dragon with Mo Huaifeng.
Yet K had been feeding too badly at the top lane and Nuo also gave Lucia a kill at the bottom lane. Though they managed to take down the little dragon, they did not gain much advantage in terms of gold. Both Ji Zhiyao and Mo Huaifeng even used all their abilities for that, their losses outweighed their gains.
Ji Zhiyao sighed to himself deep down, then drew himself up and flew to the top lane.
At this point, all of the opponent players had arrived at level 12, a whole level above K and Heng. Being a carry position as a mid-laner, Heng was wholly restricted by Hyun Woo and could not deal any damage at all.
When all of Vita’s members reached level 15, Mix completely lost the strength to fight back.
The match ended at the 43rd minute, Vita clinched victory after wiping out the whole of Mix.
When they failed to acquire an advantage in terms of gold after taking down the little dragon, everyone already predicted the ending of his match, hence they weren’t feeling too gloomy now.
The problem this time wasn’t a big one.
For some reason, Ji Zhiyao’s mentality was in a very good position, perhaps because he had already experienced the national qualifiers so he was used to not taking the outcome of matches to heart. He rotated his wrists, then moved to turn his neck to stretch out.
The two stats analyzers put down their clipboards at the same time by coincidence. Lee Sung Dae first asked Vita battleteam for their thoughts. They thought for a moment, Hyun Woo said with a smile, “Didn’t feel too smooth. Also Mix battleteam were laughing and talking the whole time, it seemed very interesting, even our members were curious about the topic of their conversations.”
Mo Huaifeng resignedly translated that, the stats analyzer’s expression turned dark as he began to lecture them with his arms akimbo. “How’s that, are all of you very happy to be bantering? The impression that you left for your opponents after a match is actually that you guys talk a lot, are all of you trying to piss me off?”
Seven people formed a row with their heads bowed dejectedly, the most pitiful ones were Xiao and Xiaofei, they did not play in the match but still had to bear the scolding.
After nagging at them for some time, the stats analyzer finally calmed down and expressed his last line with lament. “All of you are in a rebelling phase together, you should just drive me to my grave.”
The stats analyzer rolled his eyes, then continued to ask, “Since he’d asked the question, I want to ask all of you too. How about you guys, what thoughts do you have towards playing against Vita?”
K was the first to speak. “My individual ability is still not there. I was totally suppressed by Sung Min and Qee, otherwise we would not have lost this match.”
Ji Zhiyao thought for a while and said, “Our executing abilities and team work are also lacking slightly. I should have promptly gone to the top lane when K asked me for help, but I was too late.”
Mo Huaifeng had always been the excellent model who rarely made mistakes and naturally did not say anything. Nuo scratched his head. “I… I baited too hard and let myself get pulled in.”
The stats analyzer twitched the corner of his lips. “What?”
Nuo added, “And I accidentally snatched Captain’s first red buff.”
Mo Huaifeng snickered coldly. Nuo aggrievedly shrunk his neck, not daring to say anymore.
The stats analyzer was enraged and at the same time, slightly confused. “You did it again! If you’re going to take Captain’s buff everyday, why not you just become an ADC yourself! Which minute was that? Why didn’t I see it?”
“When the buff creep was left with a trace of help I went close, the buff effect was distributed to me.”
“Asking for a beating!”
He lifted his clipboard and mercilessly gave Nuo several hits on his head. Nuo exclaimed in pain, then held his head and kept quiet.
Then it was Heng’s turn. “I… I think I’m still fine.”
“You’re still fine? Are you attached to our Yao-god’s body?”
“I…”
Ji Zhiyao chimed in, “Exactly! Trashy mid-laner!”
The stats analyzer lectured each of them one by one, then said to Mo Huaifeng, “Captain, please tell analyzer Lee Sung Dae that we will analyze the stats first and let the members train on their own for now.”
Mo Huaifeng nodded his head lightly, then translated his words for Lee Sung Dae. Lee Sung Dae nodded, and went to a side with the stats analyzer, holding their clipboards, muttering away in two languages.
Mo Huaifeng then spoke to Vita’s captain, Hyun Woo, Hyun Woo nodded and gathered the rest to continue with training.
Mo Huaifeng instructed as well, “Let’s continue with training.”
Hence everyone in Mix also returned to their seats and sat down.
As he had spoken to Mo Huaifeng a few days ago about developing himself in the direction of the speed class style, but was familiarizing himself with the Korean servers the whole time and could not find time for his training, Ji Zhiyao decided to try it himself now since this was a rare period of free time.
He first created an alternate account in the Korean servers, then queued to match up for a ranked match.
The position that he picked was still jungler, but once the match began, he did not buy a jungle knife and instead first purchased a pair of accelerated boots.
After managing to earn some gold, Ji Zhiyao bought another pair of boots. With the second pair, he could feel an obvious increase in his speed and was slightly unaccustomed.
Both teams peacefully developed for a few minutes, then his mid-laner decided to start a team fight in the middle lane and sent a signal to gather. Ji Zhiyao’s speed was the fastest and was the first to rush over, then used his ultimate ability to stun the opponents.
Yet as he was moving too quickly, Ji Zhiyao made a mistake in calculating his range of attack and missed by a bit, failing to stun the opponents completely. The opposing mid-laner grabbed the chance to turn the tide, while Ji Zhiyao’s damage wasn’t high enough and had yet to react, the reversal was boosted, he killed him right away.
Ji Zhiyao was in slight despair.
Why had he never realized that any changes in speed would have such a great influence in calculating the attack distance?
Ji Zhiyao stared at the black and white screen, after respawning, he rushed recklessly into the jungle once again.
Then, bought his third pair of accelerated boots.
After the third pair of boots, the feeling of being out of control became even more evident. Ji Zhiyao would either accidentally move past his target or accidentally miss when using his abilities. Towards the end, someone from his own team sent lines and lines of Korean in the public chat. Ji Zhiyao could not understand and guessed that it probably wasn’t anything nice and so decided against getting Mo Huaifeng to come read it for him.
He bought normal equipment after his third pair of boots. After slightly adapting to the speed of his champion, he could finally play almost normally and took two kills, barely defending his honor as a professional player.
The regular match ended, Ji Zhiyao was so exhausted that he was perspiring all over.
He stood up, left the training room and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water.