Fantasy Westward Journey: Return to 2005

Chapter 2115 Crazy Pig Slaughtering Game, Grand Prize Draw for Fun!

To be honest, no one expected this beforehand.

Fang Yun is a player of Fantasy Westward Journey, and a top-tier whale at that.

Surprisingly, he's also incredibly skilled at playing League of Legends!
Although LOL players at this time didn't have the same sharp eye as in the previous era, they weren't stupid either.

Judging solely from Fang Yun's performance with Levin and the opponent's counter-strategy.

You can tell that the player's score in this game is not low, at least 1500.

At this skill level, Fang Yun's ability to dominate with Draven can only prove one thing—

He's not in that segment at all!

This is outrageous.

If Fang Yun were a League of Legends streamer, people could explain it as him being a master of the game.

The problem is that he's not a League of Legends streamer, and even when he does stream Fantasy Westward Journey, it's only sporadic.

This is a big boss who should be swamped with real-world affairs by any measure.

But he actually played League of Legends better than everyone else in the stream, which was really infuriating.

While everyone in the live stream was captivated by his skillful maneuvers...

At this point, after cooperating with the robot to tower dive and kill the opposing duo again, Fang Yun finally began to roam around.

With his roaming, the game that was still playable on the other lanes on the opposing side completely collapsed!
Facing such a massive boss with layers of killing swords and endless blood-drinking red crosses.

Every single one of the five opponents, even the tankiest top laner Malphite, couldn't withstand three hits from him!

The game has just reached the 15-minute mark.

The five opponents were already trapped in the fountain and couldn't leave.

"May I ask who this Draven guy is?"

"Holy crap! My Xerath with three core items was one-shotted by Draven?!"

"Those two idiots in the bottom lane have raised such a boss, I really want to kill them!"

"Are you the idiot? This Draven is obviously not from our rank, he's here to smurf, it's normal that I can't beat him."

"Stop arguing, stop arguing! Who hasn't voted yet, hurry up and vote!..."

After several attempts to force their way out, only to be picked off one by one by Draven and sent back to the fountain.

The five opponents couldn't hold back any longer and stopped trying to break through. Instead, they started typing in the chat.

There's a very interesting phenomenon in League of Legends.

If you are only slightly stronger than your opponent, then no matter how badly you beat them, you're still a formidable opponent.

The other side will still be dissatisfied.

But what if your performance far exceeds their understanding?

These people will only have two reactions: either they'll furiously criticize you for smurfing in low-elo games and wish you a terrible fate.

Alternatively, they might frantically fawn over powerful figures, hoping to climb the ranks quickly by clinging to their coattails.

Right now, the five people opposite them are vividly demonstrating these two reactions.

"What do you guys think? It looks like the other side is about to surrender. Looks like your five 'fruits' are out of the question, huh?"

Looking at the noisy game chat.

Fang Yun knew the game was basically over, so he stretched and turned on his microphone.

Are you sure it's because the other team is about to surrender that the game is over?

"The game was over the moment he got three kills with Draven at the start."

"No way, it's making my mouth water! I'm going to practice Draven right now!"

"Don't be impulsive, brother. Trust me, this hero is not someone an ordinary person can handle!"

"Here we go again. If Cheng-ge can do it, so can I, right?"

"Next game, next game, I refuse to believe that no matter how good Draven is, he can't win every single game!"

Upon hearing his words, the live chat immediately became unhappy.

They're not stupid. The opposing team was already doomed in the early game. The fact that they didn't bury the enemy until 15 minutes was because the other lanes were unwilling to accept it and insisted on being trapped in the fountain and getting slaughtered before finally giving up.

So when Fang Yun tells them that those five fruit-themed games are hopeless, it sounds like he's mocking them.

"Okay, how about this? To increase your chances of winning, let's go all out. The heroes you used in the last game will be automatically banned, and you can't pick them in the next game, okay?"

"Of course, with the preconditions changed, some adjustments also need to be made in other aspects."

"Starting from the next round, if I win, you get nothing, but if I lose, you'll receive five fruits immediately. How about that, streamer, aren't you being sincere enough?"

Seeing the complaints filling the live stream, Fang Yun chuckled and decided to add more weight to the product.

"???"

"Brother Cheng, are you serious?"

"That's right, this isn't a dream, where you, Qiancheng, can just take on five opponents at once!"

"Does Cheng mean that Draven will automatically be banned starting from the next game?"

"That should be it, anyway, I feel he's a bit overconfident."

"I think that Brother Cheng might be doing this to give us some perks?"

"No matter what, if he plays like this, we'll just rake in all his gold!"

Fang Yun's new self-restriction was quite interesting. The first reaction of the viewers in the live broadcast room was shock, but it was followed by dissatisfaction, very dissatisfaction!
They could tell.

The reason this guy deliberately restricted himself was because he was worried that if he didn't, no one might be able to take a screen protector with them today.

Logically, this should indeed be advantageous to them, but unfortunately, this guy's tone is just too infuriating—

They look down on people, they really look down on people!

So after the initial shock, everyone had only one thought in their minds: to blast him for gold coins!

Looking at the viewers in the live stream who were all eagerly waiting for him to lose and then intensify their efforts.

Fang Yun remained completely calm and casually placed his order to join the queue.

soon.

The game has entered the second character selection screen.

Fang Yun was still in no hurry this time. After the other four players had chosen their picks, he decisively locked in a hero who would soon be reworked: the Undead Warrior, Sion!

15 minute later.

Looking at the invincible Sion with his red crossbow, black cleaver, Whisper, Endless Bloodthirster, and over 30 kills on his head.

The five opponents and everyone in the live stream were completely silenced.

"This……"

"Fried fish, this is fucking fried fish!"

"Why do I feel like this is even worse than smurfing? Smurfing requires the fish to still be able to fight back, but in this game, the enemy mid laner was pressured from level 1, died at level 2, and was completely out of lane by level 6..."

"This is outrageous! When did that bastard Sion become so powerful?"

"Is it possible that it's not Sai En who's fierce, but... Cheng Ge who's fierce?"

"I don't accept this! Why is he more handsome than me, richer than me, and even better at games than me? Why?!"

"Wow, the people upstairs aren't even pretending anymore, they're just driven mad by pure jealousy..."

It was obvious that Fang Yun won this match again, and easily at that, encountering almost no significant resistance throughout.

But for the viewers in the live stream, the streamer's two consecutive crushing victories felt like the sky had fallen!
At this moment, they finally realized that the condition Fang Yun had proposed earlier, which seemed to be for their own good, was actually a new trap he had dug!
This guy isn't a Draven specialist at all, let alone a master of the skill.

He can use Draven to farm in the bot lane and Sion to farm in the mid lane. Who knows if he'll use a different champion to farm in the mid or jungle next game?
In short—

I've fallen for that bastard's trick again!

Looking at the live stream chat comments that were gradually coming to their senses.

Fang Yun didn't say anything more and continued to queue up while drinking water.

In reality, for him, this rank is not much different from Bronze.

He even felt that this rank was easier to play than Bronze.

After all, players at this level can make predictions, while bronze players are unpredictable.

So if he wanted to, he could absolutely avoid losing a single game, and vice versa.

However, he currently has no plans to influence the odds of winning.

If he really encounters a situation where he is bound to lose, he won't resist blindly; he'll just treat it as giving everyone a chance to win a prize.

But as it turns out, in the face of absolute strength...

So-called inevitable losing games are actually not that easy to encounter.

Two hours passed, and apart from Fang Yun becoming more and more courageous in battle, completely dominating his opponent and leaving them unable to retaliate.

The live stream room and all the opponents he encountered in the past two hours have been completely driven to despair by him!

In two hours, excluding the queuing time, he played six games in a row!
The crucial point is that each of these six games ended faster than the last, yet Fang Yun maintained an astonishing undefeated record, leaving everyone utterly dumbfounded.

"Can anyone answer me, what's Cheng Ge's skill level in League of Legends?"

"What the hell am I supposed to answer?! He's treating players around 1600 like pigs, how many people in the livestream actually reach 1600?"

"I feel... at least 2000 points!"

"Impossible! I've seen streamers with 2000 points, and none of them have Cheng Ge's exaggerated dominance. To be able to dominate in 1600-point games like him, you need to be a top player with at least 2400 points!"

"What?! So Brother Cheng is not only incredibly skilled at Fantasy Westward Journey, but he's also reached the level of a professional player in League of Legends?"

"To be honest, even if professional players came today, they might not have won as easily as him. This guy is too OP..."

He played six games in a row without losing a single one, and then every game was a crushing victory.

At this point, no one cared about winning or losing; everyone only cared about one thing—

Where exactly is this guy's limit?

After watching so many matches, those who are interested have already checked the match records of these players.

When they learned that these seemingly weak players, who were being utterly crushed by Fang Yun, were actually all players with scores of 1600 or 1700, everyone in the live stream was stunned!

But then they became curious and checked the battle record of the account "Fang Yun".

When you see that patch of green, and no matter how you scroll, you can't find any losing records on the chart.

Unbelievable, then it dawned on me.

This was the unanimous reaction from everyone in the live stream at the time.

No wonder, no wonder this guy dared to make such a bold claim: he'd give away fruit if he lost a single game, and even five in a row!

So, he knew from the very beginning that he wouldn't lose?

Damn it, I've fallen for that bastard's tricks again!
Fortunately.

Despite being repeatedly fooled by Fang Yun.

But in esports, skill is paramount.

Fang Yun was so strong that no one dared to lane against him, and now he's outrageously strong in League of Legends too.

Even if you know he's just teasing you, you might be upset, but there's nothing you can do about it.

"So, brothers, shall we continue?"

A one-sided, one-sided game ended.

Fang Yun twisted his neck and turned on his microphone to ask.

"Keep going, if you're so capable, you can win for one day!"

"Forget it, with his skill level, even if he really loses one round, you might not even get to see him again."

"So... that's it??"

"So we've been sitting here for two hours, and all we've got is a bellyful of anger, and we haven't even gotten a screen protector?"

"There's nothing we can do. Who would have thought this guy's League of Legends skill level would be three stories high..."

Upon hearing his words, the viewers in the live stream immediately split into two camps.

One faction was determined to fight him to the death, even if it meant going without food and sleep, just to see him lose.

As for mobile phones?

It doesn't matter anymore, it's not important.

The other side is more pragmatic. They have realized that Fang Yun's true skill level in League of Legends far exceeds the rank he is currently playing.

If you want to see him lose, the probability isn't exactly zero, but it's pretty close.

Therefore, there is no point in forcing a fight with him to the death. It is better to stop there and let everyone go about their business.

Seeing that his words had split the comments into two camps.

Fang Yun didn't continue queuing, but spoke again: "Well, everyone has waited for two hours without me losing a single game, which is a bit unfair. The All-Star Game is about to start, and then it's Chinese New Year. I probably won't be streaming during that time, so... I'll just give away some fruit here to liven things up!"

That's all.

Ignore the burst of cheers in the comments section.

Fang Yun went directly to the backend and brought up the lottery interface.

"Wait a minute, Cheng-ge only said he'd give us phones to win, but he didn't say how many?"

"How much more consolation prize do you want? Same old rule, five movies!"

"Five movies it is, better than nothing."

"It's starting! It's starting! Brother Cheng's lottery is truly extraordinary; he doesn't dawdle at all!..."

Fang Yun was busy drawing prizes for everyone.

Meanwhile, viewers in the live stream were participating in the lucky draw while engaging in lively discussions in the chat.

At this point, no one thought that his award was a handout.

There's nothing we can do; circumstances dictate our actions.

It's obviously impossible to rely on luck and wait for him to lose the game to win the phone, so...

Aside from Fang Yun voluntarily letting the water out of the way, they really had no other options.

Available soon.

Fang Yun finished distributing five fruits in a row.

Just when everyone thought it was over.

But then Fang Yun opened another lottery window!
"???"

"No... how come there are still some?"

"Did you accidentally slip your hand? After all, it was a last-minute broadcast, and the assistant probably wasn't even here."

"No, no, no, I believe it's just a slip of the hand, but Cheng-ge isn't that easy to slip up. I feel like the big one is coming!"

After Fang Yun released five parts of the fruit, he immediately released a sixth part.

The viewers in the live stream were utterly astonished and couldn't help but chatter amongst themselves on the public screen.

But soon.

After the sixth fruit was finished, Fang Yun placed the seventh fruit.

Everyone realized that he really had no intention of ending this!

And so, Fang Yun kept handing out phones one after another, while the viewers in the live stream excitedly tried to snatch them up one by one.

Before I knew it, I had finished drawing 20 of the fruit in a row.

"Alright, all 20 prizes have been given away. Winners, remember to DM me to confirm your shipping address. See you next year, guys!"

After drawing 20 fruits.

Fang Yun didn't linger any longer. After hurriedly saying goodbye to everyone, he decisively turned off the live streaming app!