On Fire

Wang Long felt that this time he was even faster than usual and felt complacent about his performance. When he felt that he must have won, the game suddenly ended and he was stupefied.

A neat figure, 100:80. Eighty was the score of Wang Long, which meant his opponent got all one hundred spots when he just hit eighty. A huge gap.

"Who are you?" Wang Long was shocked for a long while, and then texted his opponent. He thought it must be some famous player’s alternate account. There were few on campus that could beat him by 20 points anyway.

No reply from his opponent, but an invite to continue playing.

Wang Long’s face turned red, but he could not decline. Wang bit the bullet and agreed.

Once again, Wang had no chance of winning. Han Sen did not even try to steal Wang’s spots and was only focusing on his own side. The result was again 100:80.

Wang Long did not know if it was a coincidence or design. If it was deliberate, he could not believe how strong his opponent actually was.