Chapter 25 Did this just faint you?

"Wu, what's wrong with you?"

Noticing that Wu Bin's complexion was off, Song Bing showed great concern.

Wu Bin shook his head.

"Nothing, I'm just a little dizzy, probably my high blood pressure acting up."

As soon as Wu Bin casually mentioned this, everyone became tense.

The cameraman was completely bewildered and asked his assistant.

"Damn, Wu Bin has high blood pressure? Why haven't I heard about this before?"

Since Wu Bin had suffered from recurrent health issues, the television station had formed a joint medical team with a hospital, whose sole responsibility was to look after Wu Bin's safety.

There was no choice, given that he was a fragile college student.

A bit of special treatment was quite normal.

The assistant urgently communicated with the medical team and then gave a reply.

"I checked with the medical team, Wu Bin doesn't have high blood pressure, he must have just been joking with us."

Hearing the assistant's words, everyone on the filming team breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a relief he didn't have high blood pressure; they were worried Wu Bin might suddenly end up in the hospital.

Because their team's mid-laner and top-laner had been continuously feeding the enemy team, the decisive game's laning phase ended rather quickly.

The adversaries were all carrying bounties on their heads, and their equipment was much better than Wu Bin and his two companions.

The only thing Wu Bin could rely on was the absolute trust his two roommates had in him.

"You guys protect me later; I can take on five."

Wu Bin was very confident in his skills.

Soon enough, the final battle erupted in the middle lane.

Realizing this team fight would directly determine the outcome of the entire match, the mid-laner and top-laner didn't bother with pretenses and immediately started the fight, setting the pace.

The viewers in the live stream started cursing straight away.

"These two have no shame, expose them and make them pay!"

"That's just disgraceful, especially since it happened in our dorm, these two are definitely going to the hospital tonight."

"There's no point in watching this game any further. Even if that rich kid wins, what does it prove? He's just a clown."

The live chat was filled with criticism, but Zhao Hao didn't care.

Victors are kings; losers are vilified. It has always been so.

As long as he could win this match, he would save face.

And who cares if he won with the power of money?

"Hao, let's go together and take down Wu Bin!"

With an inside betrayer coordinating with them, Zhao Hao and his team were sweeping through like a breaking wave, confident that victory was assured.

That was when Wu Bin began to make his move.

Taking advantage of the moment when no one was expecting it, Wu Bin flashed forward, claiming a kill.

By the time the others tried to surround Wu Bin, he had already started retreating.

"Use your skills to pin him down! What on earth are you all doing!"

Seeing Wu Bin manage a kill and still get away enraged Zhao Hao.

Someone realized something was wrong and tried to warn Zhao Hao to be careful.

But it was too late.

Thanks to his advanced awareness and delicate gameplay, not only did Wu Bin dodge all of Zhao Hao's skills, but he also turned the tables and killed him!

With Zhao Hao dead, Wu Bin's side immediately sounded the call for a counterattack.

"Old Xue, don't let them escape, chase!"

At Wu Bin's command, the situation suddenly reversed.

The remaining three knew they couldn't afford to be killed by Wu Bin again, or they would lose their high ground in one fell sweep.

But they couldn't run as fast as Wu Bin, and at this moment, Old Xue was unexpectedly performing brilliantly, managing to keep all three enemies at bay from a great distance!

Double kill!

Triple kill!

Quadra kill!

Wu Bin was relentlessly taking down enemies, setting the live streaming audience's blood on fire!

Just as Wu Bin was about to secure the last kill, out of nowhere, his team's mid laner flashed and used his ability, stealing Wu Bin's pentakill!

The viewers in the live stream immediately erupted.

"Oh my god, that mid laner is such a beast! He actually stole Brother Wu's pentakill!"

"There must be an investigation, a strict one! How can such a person attend Agricultural University? He's a disgrace to the school!"

"This is just too painful to watch! A miraculous comeback pentakill, such a perfect face-slapping moment, and it gets stolen by a traitor. Isn't anybody going to do something about this?"

"My blood pressure's through the roof. Don't let him get away with this, everyone. Let's dig up the info of the guy who stole the pentakill!"

The live stream was overwhelmed by angry viewers spamming comments.

In another dorm, Su Zhe, the one who stole the pentakill, had yet to realize the gravity of the situation.

"Bro Su, you stole Wu Bin's pentakill, we're in trouble now."

Su Zhe snorted coldly and said, "I've done my homework. Wu Bin is just a helpless orphan without any power or influence. The only reason he got into Agricultural University is because of his grades."

"But it's different with Zhao Hao. Not only is he a second-generation rich kid, but his dad also has sky-high connections in the city."

"Offending Wu Bin is nothing serious; at worst, we just avoid each other for the next three years. But if we offend Zhao Hao, then we can probably forget about getting along at Agricultural University in the future."

Su Zhe's thinking was always clear.

Who he could afford to offend and who he couldn't was as clear to him as a mirror.

Originally, the plan was to stage a show, to let Zhao Hao win the match.

Who knew Wu Bin would be so fierce, capable of taking on five by himself.

Since he couldn't stop Wu Bin from winning, at the very least, he could prevent Wu Bin from getting a pentakill and save some face for Zhao Hao.

Considering his performance just now, Zhao Hao shouldn't hold today's incident against him anymore, right?

As for Wu Bin, what was he anyway?

Besides being a little squishy, what else did he have to show off?

Su Zhe assured himself that he had made the right choice. Little did he know, his roommate Zhong Chang suddenly spoke up with a pale face:

"Bro Su, you have to see the campus forum, it's blown up!"

"Hm?"

Su Zhe took a sip of water, still unaware of the severity of the situation.

"What blew up?"

When Su Zhe leaned in for a look, his face turned white in an instant.

The news of him stealing Wu Bin's pentakill had become a trending post on the campus forum so quickly.

Was Wu Bin really that popular?

Su Zhe vaguely felt that something was off; the situation seemed more serious than he had thought.

While Su Zhe was pondering, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded outside!

"Someone help! Wu Bin has fainted!"

"Quick, get the medical team here!"

Su Zhe's heart skipped a beat, and he became somewhat dazed.

Hadn't Wu Bin just returned to his dorm?

How could he have fainted again!

With a nervous heart, Su Zhe and Zhong Chang went out to check what had happened.

They saw a chaos across their dormitory, where the dormitory supervisor and medical personnel had arrived in no time, placing Wu Bin on a stretcher and carrying him downstairs.

Thanks to being prepared in advance, the rescue was very prompt; there were even professional medical staff checking on him as they escorted Wu Bin out.

Seeing such a commotion,

Su Zhe couldn't help but ask, "Bro, what's going on?"

The person answered without looking back, "They say he fainted from anger over the stolen pentakill."

Su Zhe was completely stunned.