The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

By killing Diao Chan once, Han Cheng widened the economic gap and even surpassed Diao Chan.

In the early game, Miyamoto should focus on building tank items, but not full tank. The tank items are mainly for surviving pressure. In a 1v1 situation, as long as you can withstand the pressure in the early game, you can sell some tank items in the late game and become virtually invincible against squishy targets.

"We must survive!" Han Cheng felt that this was the best line for Miyamoto's [Onimusha] skin. The other line, "Demons begone," sounded quite domineering, but this one was even more so. After all, survival was the only way to go.

This is a true case of instantly taking down half of Han Cheng's health upon landing. Han Cheng only had a Witch's Cloak left, arguably the strongest magic resistance item, along with a magic damage shield, making it extremely useful. Besides that, he had a Bloodthirster for increased sustain, an Infinity Edge, a Shadow Blade, an Iceborn Gauntlet for cooldown reduction and increased stickiness, and a Last Whisper, all because the enemy Diao Chan had built a Frozen Heart. Moreover, heroes have inherent armor and magic resistance, so even if the enemy didn't build much armor or magic resistance, building armor penetration and magic penetration wouldn't make a huge difference. Iceborn Gauntlet and Last Whisper only provide 20% cooldown reduction, but Miyamoto's other skills are better. Even with maxed-out skills and the full 40% cooldown reduction, his ultimate still has a 42-second cooldown. Unlike Guan Yu, whose ultimate originally has a 70-second cooldown, but with maxed-out skills and full cooldown reduction, it only has less than 20 seconds of cooldown. However, Miyamoto's ultimate doesn't reduce cooldown much at all levels, hence the longer cooldown.

Unsurprisingly, the match ended with Diao Chan's defeat. Han Cheng believes that every game is a match, and only by taking each match seriously can one win. Of course, don't be too nervous!

Okay, I've finished a game, win or lose, time for bed!

The next day, school.

"Final exams are coming up soon, it's really giving me a headache..." Xu Xiaomeng sat up straight with her arms crossed.

"What's there to worry about? It's just a bit too boring," Han Cheng said.

"Since you say you're bored, don't you have a headache?" Xu Xiaomeng looked at Han Cheng.

"It seems so..." Han Cheng was only half-understanding. Exams were always so long—two or three hours! Half an hour to finish, and the rest of the time was spent daydreaming and sleeping. Checking was pointless; if you didn't know how to do it, and you made a mistake, would checking make you understand? Okay, checking is usually for questions you know how to do, for careless mistakes, then correcting them, but Han Cheng felt it was useless. Plus, he was lazy. A quarter or a sixth of the time was spent being bored. Could you say exams weren't boring? Hmm, just thinking about exams gave him a headache. It seemed Xu Xiaomeng was right.

The first class was English. The English teacher was a newly transferred female teacher, a recent college graduate, not much older than Han Cheng and his classmates, and quite beautiful, with an amazing figure... well, let's not get into that. Anyway, this English teacher, although new, had a knack for teaching, and coupled with her beautiful appearance, the boys who used to shout slogans like "I'm Chinese, I don't want to learn English" now all seriously act like good students during English class. When they read words, their voices drowned out the voices of all the other teachers on the floor. So much so that whenever the English teacher talked about the students in our Class 4 in the office, she was full of praise, unaware that it was because of her personal charm.

"Okay, everyone, open your books and turn to page 156..." The teacher gracefully held up the English book and led everyone to read the words.

"Okay, good!" Hearing the clear reading voices—no, the voices reciting words—the teacher nodded in satisfaction. "Now let's do a dictation test. Three students, please come up and write them on the blackboard. The rest of you, please write them down below. Now, who would like to come up and write the words?"

"Whoosh!" As always, a group of people raised their hands, mostly boys. They were mostly students who didn't know much but were hoping for the best, thinking that the teacher wouldn't call on them and that they could show off how studious they were.

"Hmm, Sun Zhu!" The teacher saw Sun Hou, who always raised his hand but had never been called upon.

……

"Han Cheng, how about the last one?" The teacher looked at Han Cheng, expecting his opinion. The teacher knew that Han Cheng was good at English and liked him very much, but she heard that Han Cheng and his classmates had recently participated in the King of Campus Championship and was worried that Han Cheng might have regressed. So she called on Han Cheng.

"Okay!" Han Cheng stood up and walked to the podium with the fearless spirit of a warrior. A few words, how could they be a problem for him? He could just flip through the book and glance at them, it was so easy.

Sun Wukong deliberately stood next to Han Cheng, which made another classmate who was trying to take advantage of the situation feel hopeless. This time he failed to show off, so he won't do it next time.

Han Cheng had almost finished writing the words before the teacher even started reading them, because he had already memorized the order of the words, and the teacher should be able to read them in that order.

Sure enough, the teacher read the words in order. Sun Wukong secretly glanced at them, but as soon as the teacher glanced at the podium, Sun Wukong stopped looking. Meanwhile, the other students watched Sun Wukong's words. If Han Cheng made a mistake, then everyone else would make a mistake too.

"Don't plagiarize!" the teacher said with a smile. Upon hearing this, the student stopped copying. Even if he didn't know how, he should still have some backbone. But Sun Wukong remained unfazed and continued with his work.

After the words were read aloud, Han Cheng was the first to step down from the podium, while Sun Hou wore a smug smile, probably thinking he had successfully shown off.

However, to everyone's surprise, the teacher only glanced at the words written by the student and Sun Wukong and said to them, "Don't copy next time. Be honest. Although you are very enthusiastic and the teacher is very happy, you must be more honest next time!"

Sun Wukong, your attempt to show off failed.

"Hmm, Han Cheng wrote very well, keep it up," the teacher said, and then began the lesson.

The lessons were quite easy for Han Cheng; for him, it was no different from a Chinese class, and even more interesting. Of course, the texts in the English textbooks were relatively simple articles; literary works and the like were not typically included in English textbooks. Furthermore, the vocabulary he had for the CET-4 and CET-6 exams was only equivalent to that of an American child.

"Okay, who would like to answer this question?" The teacher glanced at the students below. Quite a few hands were raised, but there were obviously far fewer than when they recited words from memory.

Neither Han Cheng nor Ye Bing raised their hands. If they knew the skills, why steal someone else's chance to shine? As the saying goes, true talent doesn't show off, and showing off doesn't make you a true talent. Being low-key is the best way to show off (it's clear that the author is also a low-key person).

"Okay, please sit down." The teacher nodded and asked the student who had just answered the question to sit down. The answer was somewhat unsatisfactory, and the teacher was clearly not very satisfied.

"Is there anyone else who would like to add something?" the teacher asked.

"Me!" It was another student, similar to the one before. The teacher nodded and asked him to sit down, then called on Xu Xiaomeng and asked her the next question.

"Orange, what does this word mean?" Xu Xiaomeng asked Han Cheng in a low voice.

Han Cheng secretly told Xu Xiaomeng, and only then did Xu Xiaomeng get through the ordeal.