The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

Suddenly, Banlu unleashed his first skill, gaining the ability to sweep. If all of Banlu's sweep hit Zhao Yun, even if Zhao Yun has damage reduction and cannot be instantly killed, he will not have much health left and will be killed very quickly.

Just at this critical moment, Zhao Yun's ultimate skill cooled down.

"Bang!" Zhao Yun, dressed in white, leaped up and suddenly knocked Ban Lu away. After his second skill ended, he followed up with a basic attack and released his first skill at the fastest speed. After resetting his basic attack, he unleashed an enhanced basic attack. "Whoosh!" Zhao Yun released the finishing move, but it was a little too early. Ban Lu still had a sliver of health left.

Banlu quickly used Flash. Your ultimate skill has just been released, but I still have Flash. Now you can't catch up, right?

However, Zhao Yun quickly released his first skill, which was a bit far away, and then immediately released his second skill, which, like a dragon breaking through the clouds, killed Ban Lu who was not far away.

Once again, he became a victim of Zhao Yun's spear. The fat man was speechless. Logically speaking, Ban Lu, whom Sun Wukong and Han Cheng had told him, was already very strong and shouldn't be being suppressed so badly. However, the fat man found that he had been suppressed by Zhao Yun from the very beginning. Although he sometimes had some advantages, especially just now when he almost finished off Zhao Yun, he was ultimately killed by him.

"Oh, I lost, I lost, I can't beat them, I can't beat them at all!" The fat man waved his hands repeatedly.

"Tsk tsk, Fatty, I'm not trying to be mean, it's not that you can't beat me, it's just that you're too weak..." Sun Wukong mocked.

"You're the one who's bad, your whole family is bad!" the fat man roared.

"Tsk tsk, since you lost, then send the Eye of Hell to my account." Sun Wukong crossed his arms, adopting a threatening posture towards the fat man.

"Okay, okay, brother, I was wrong, alright?" the fat man pleaded. He really couldn't bear to give Sun Wukong a skin now. "Let's put this skin-giving thing aside for now. I'll give it to you next time I have the money..."

"I'll give you ten!" Sun Wukong said.

"Ten isn't enough! Twenty!" the fat man said.

“Thirty!” Sun Wukong said again.

Han Cheng shook his head helplessly, indicating that he was speechless, and quietly watched the two of them showing off...

However, at least today he finally defeated the cutest little Luban that Sun Wukong talked about. Although it was Fatty who played, not someone he was matched with, Fatty's performance wasn't bad either. He was about as good as the Luban players Han Cheng had encountered before, so Han Cheng was quite satisfied.

"Finally, I've tormented that ridiculous hero Banlu..." Han Cheng muttered, only to see that Xu Xiaomeng seemed to have been waiting for him all along.

"What exactly does she want to tell me? If it's about whether I'll blame her, that's really troublesome... How could I blame her..." Han Cheng muttered as he walked to Xu Xiaomeng's side. "Let's talk about it when we go to the cafeteria later!"

"Mmm!" Xu Xiaomeng's eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement.

The last class was math, Han Cheng's least favorite subject, bar none. Before, with his special ability, he could memorize the formulas, theorems, and examples from the textbook? Now… he'd probably struggle terribly…

"Hey deskmate, what's going on here? I don't understand." Han Cheng asked Liu Guaiguai, pointing to what the teacher had just said in the book.

"Haha, so our Han, the math genius, isn't good at math? I knew you weren't good at math before," Liu Guaiguai giggled. "Actually, it's just a little convoluted here, not that hard to understand, look..."

A few minutes later, "Phew, did you understand?" Liu asked, thinking that she had explained it so clearly that Han Cheng should have no reason not to understand.

"Oh..." Han Cheng said "Oh," and Liu Guaiguai thought Han Cheng understood, but Han Cheng then said, "I don't understand."

Helpless, Liu Guaiguai had no choice but to explain it to Han Cheng again, and this time she explained it even more simply than before. In the end, after several minutes of arduous explanation, Han Cheng had a basic understanding. For many mathematical topics, Han Cheng always felt that his brain was not enough, but once it came to other subjects, wow, he could multitask without any problem.

"Classmate, do you think I'm stupid?" Han Cheng's tone carried a hint of disappointment.

“What do you mean? You’re not stupid at all. Everyone knows you’re good at studying and good at games. Do you think those stupid people can be like you?” Liu Guaiguai said.

Han Cheng felt that Liu Guaiguai's words were somewhat insincere, and that he was probably just trying to comfort him. When people are in a bad mood, they doubt everything, and even their closest relatives can sense that their words are not sincere.

Han Cheng sighed softly and helplessly flipped through his math book. The lesson was over, and there were only a few minutes left before get out of class ended. Han Cheng tried hard to recall what he had memorized before, but unfortunately, it seemed that he had forgotten most of what he remembered.

"Damn it..." Han Cheng muttered, closing the book in his hand and looking out the window involuntarily. He couldn't even pick up his studies now, let alone compete.

"KPL, esports, champion..." Han Cheng muttered to himself. As disappointment set in, the bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class. Xu Xiaomeng's voice sounded behind him. Han Cheng felt a glimmer of sunshine and hope in her voice, though not much, but at least it gave him something to think about. Han Cheng suddenly felt utterly defeated. So what if he lost his superpower? Couldn't he live? How did he survive before he had his superpower? He glanced at the clock on the wall; it was almost midnight. Half the day was already over, but Han Cheng felt as if the previous half had been wasted.

"Okay, let's go eat!" Han Cheng said with a smile. Xu Xiaomeng was also quite happy and pulled Song Ziyi to eat together.

Although they are all day students, they don't have time to rest at noon because they need to train or something, so they always spend their noon at school and eat a meal in the school cafeteria.

"They don't even go home for training, eating in the school cafeteria..." Song Ziyi muttered, "Do you guys really have to work this hard..."

"There's no such thing as risking our lives. We just do what we want. If there's a reason, I think it might be because of... responsibility..." Han Cheng muttered. Song Ziyi was somewhat taken aback. What Han Cheng said seemed quite profound. Responsibility? For the competition, for victory, for honor, giving up lunch break, not going home... Suddenly, Song Ziyi felt a little insignificant...

“What am I thinking…” Song Ziyi shook her head, “I’m not irresponsible…”

In the cafeteria.

Xu Xiaomeng deliberately found a secluded spot for Han Cheng to have dinner with her, so that they could have a proper talk.

As for the rest of the group, Fatty, Sun Hou, and Ye Bing sat together, while Song Ziyi, who had been abandoned by Xu Xiaomeng, plopped down in front of Ye Bing and asked, "What, can't I sit here?"