Lost Love Cliff was a popular battleground in Genesis. There was a very simple reason for its popularity: if someone couldn't beat their opponent, they didn't have to die under the enemy's sword. They could just jump off the cliff.
One must die with dignity.
The showdown between 'Class 4 kneel down and cry uncle' and 'Class 3 are my grandsons' quickly gained steam and drew a big audience.
"Lower right corner, inventory," He Zhao said. "Gym rep, hide in the back. If you can't make it, jump off the cliff. Hao-zi, go up and help guard him for a while... which one on that side is Liang Hui? I'll deal with him."
He Zhao had already collected several heads since the battle had commenced. His tactics were underhanded and he moved on the battlefield with ease.
Liu Cunhao rushed up and guarded the new Level 5 account with his own avatar. "Your Old Xie is already dealing with him."
╰→ I'll get addicted to thinking of you was leading a solo onslaught against the enemy camp.
Although Xie Yu had not played this game for a long time, Zhou Dalei had spent all his free time looking up new combos and showing off to Xie Yu. "Boss Xie, look at this combo. I'm calling it the Blade of Lei-zai. What do you think?"
Xie Yu was merciless. "I think it's tacky."
Zhou Dalei: "......"
Liang Hui was so boxed in by the warrior with the idiotic handle , he couldn't move. In the short span of five minutes, Class 4's numbers were half-depleted.
The back and forth was so intense that for a while, no one could see the game background. The screen was filled with skill effects.
"He's badly hurt. One more."
Before the people around him could react to what he said, Xie Yu continued, "He's dead."
Liang Hui had good equipment. He had probably spent all his in-game effort on acquiring expensive equipment, but although his avatar looked resplendent, he didn't actually use it very well.
By this time, Xue Xisheng had finally taken a healing potion. After recovering HP, he used several skills that did basically 0 damage, showing off a new Level 5 account's determination.
Twenty minutes later——
A system alert. 'Class 4 kneel down and cry uncle' has defeated 'Class 3 are my grandsons.'
This victory was damn sweet. Liu Cunhao's voice was hoarse from yelling, but in the moment of victory he shouted, "Victory, my brothers! We've won!"
Liu Cunhao's loud shouting was giving Xie Yu a headache. He reached to pull off his earphones, but not before hearing an even louder string of curses. "Do you want to die? Have you finished your homework? You're playing games?"
Liu Cunhao had yelled so loudly his dad and mom had come looking. They pushed open his door and started scolding him.
Liu Cunhao was scolded into submission. He said, more quietly, "Mom, just ten more minutes... I swear, it's true."
On another line, another parent was saying something unexpected.
"You're done? You could play a little longer with your classmates. This game looks pretty fun. Should you buy some equipment? I saw other kids buying it... If you want something, just buy it. Mom will give you money." All of Class 3 was shocked speechless by this parent.
Then they heard Xue Xisheng say helplessly, "Mom, no need. I'm not playing any more. I'm going to study vocab."
"......"
