Esports coaches are demons

Chapter 74 Does your hand hurt?
Looking at the grayed out screen, Cheng Zijian frowned.

Now, can Ke Yue's right hand really afford such a high hand speed?

The boy was not in a hurry to push, and continued to brush wild monsters.After Cheng Zijian was resurrected from the spring, she entangled him again like a ghost.

Because there was no critical strike, the assassin's damage was not high, but because of the attributes of CD reduction and speed stealing, Cheng Zijian couldn't move for a while.

That's how she was, bit by bit, almost humiliating, draining the opponent's blood.

This was definitely torture for Cheng Zijian.

Ke Yue knew that person very well.

He is proud and conceited, but now he can only watch helplessly as his health bar drops gradually but there is nothing he can do about it.

This powerlessness almost drove him mad.

Therefore, even though he knew it was a trap, his hand speed exploded.

It is exactly the same as Xu Haoran just now.

In the early and middle stages, he was almost on par with Ke Yue, but in the later stage, Ke Yue gradually overwhelmed him.

Because Cheng Zijian's hand speed couldn't keep up.

After noticing that the other party's state had dropped significantly, the corner of the teenager's lips curled up into a smile.

Killing the opponent for the last time, she stopped delaying the rhythm and directly broke through the main city of the place with the pawn line.

Victory flames burn across the screen.

The audience burst into applause!

"Sparks start a prairie fire!" the fans shouted.

"Xinghuo's strength hasn't dropped at all!"

"Are you envious of this hand speed?"

"I can still see Xinghuo win a game in my lifetime!"

"Speaking of which, this is so strange. Why did my brother Cheng suddenly become so weak in the late game?"

Ke Yue's record and Cheng Zijian's record are almost evenly matched, and no one will give in to the other.

But at the end of the game, Ke Yue had one more kill than him, with an 8-7-0 record.

It was this kill that caused Cheng Zijian to lose the last two defensive towers in front of the main city.On Xinghuo's side, the highland tower on the road is still there, and the tower in front of the main city is not damaged.

Ke Yue took off the earphones.

It was just a simple two-person match, but the match time was stretched to 25 minutes.When it was over, her back was covered in cold sweat.

But the boy's eyes were still bright and sharp, like the dusty famous sword in the Treasure Pavilion, at this moment it bloomed with the cold light it should have.

She closed her eyes, stretched her uncontrollably trembling fingers, and took a deep breath.

Then she smiled, with a bit of evil spirit, and the tails of her eyes were red.

"Impossible!" Wuzhou's team members stared at the word "failure" on their captain's computer, and were stunned.

Didn't Ke Yue's hand...

How could their captain be defeated by a... cripple?
But the fact is that Cheng Zijian lost, in front of 10,000+ spectators.

The two walked out of the competition room and came to the stage.It can be seen that Cheng Zijian's complexion is very bad.

"Let's congratulate Coach Ke for winning the individual challenge!" The host said with a smile, "It seems that although he has retired for three years, the strength of the Star Fire God is still undiminished! Excuse me, what does Coach Ke think of this competition? What do you want to say?"

The boy raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

Cheng Zijian was also looking at her, with anger and disdain that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

He didn't understand why Ke Yue could still explode with such a high hand speed...how dare he!
He knew how serious the injury was, but even with such a serious injury, he still insisted on fighting with himself... Isn't this person afraid that his hand will be completely crippled from now on?

Or did he simply give up?

For some reason, seeing Cheng Zijian's expression at this time, an inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in her heart.

So the young man laughed.

"Cheng Zijian." She spoke in a low voice, and her hoarse voice was amplified by the microphone and spread throughout the audience, as if it was the whisper of a demon.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she uttered three words ironically.

"Hand, does it hurt?"

Cheng Zijian subconsciously clenched his trembling hands tightly.

Everyone was stunned, and for a while, the stadium with 10,000+ people became completely silent.

Recalling the match just now, the way the young man did was clearly exactly the same as Wu Zhou's way of playing against Xu Haoran!
No wonder Cheng Zijian's state suddenly declined in the late stage of the game. At that time, his hand muscles were already sore and numb due to the various repetitive operations that the young man forced him to do, so his hand speed would slow down so much, slowly. To no longer be able to stop the opponent's offensive.

God Xinghuo, this is simply revenge!

In Miracle's arena, this kind of highly targeted style of play was not the first time, but it was all carried out secretly.After all, this method is too ruthless, even Wuzhou, with the layer of grievances of "Sparks harming the dissolution of ace", dare not do it too obviously.

Although the Miracle official did not explicitly prohibit it.

One is that everyone wants to win openly, and there are very few people who actually play like this in the arena. The other is that it is difficult to define the violation of this style of play.

As long as you refuse to admit it, it can be said that the hand injury was caused by the opponent's improper operation.

However, it's the first time I've seen someone like a boy who directly puts the target on the surface and asks if your hand hurts in front of the audience...

I did it on purpose, I admit it, but what can you do to me?

……

"Since when did you learn such a vicious trick?" Cheng Zijian stared at the young man closely, his tone a bit unfriendly.

"Then it seems that you still don't know me well enough." Ke Yue pushed her glasses.

She smiled and approached Cheng Zijian.

"Playing dirty, I've always been good at it."

After saying this, she stopped staying, walked away slowly, and returned to her seat without giving that person a look.

The host was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to adjust the atmosphere for a while.

"That..." he said dryly, "Captain Cheng, do you need to... go to the infirmary first."

"No need." Cheng Zijian said coldly, glanced at the boy, and returned to his seat.

……

The program of the celebration continued, and the audience quickly forgot about the gunpowder-flavored confrontation just now, and the atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

The well-arranged play was staged, but some people had no time to take care of it.

The boy sat quietly in the stands without saying a word.

……

After ten o'clock, the event was basically over, and all the teams left one after another. Lin Chen was the first to find Ke Yue in the background.

"How are you doing now?" He asked eagerly.

"I'm fine." The boy shook his head, lowered his eyes, and walked forward without looking at him.

"Ke Yue?" Lin Chen chased after him, tentatively holding the man's right hand.

How could it be so cold... He frowned fiercely.

Ke Yue still lowered her head, not looking at him.

"What happened to your eyes?" Lin Chen finally realized something was wrong.

He walked quickly in front of the young man, squatted down, raised his head, and he could not avoid seeing a pair of bloodshot peach blossom eyes like this.

Where there is still half of Liswen's elegant look on weekdays, these eyes are no longer clear and full of hostility.

His heart sank suddenly.

The boy shook off his hand almost roughly, "Don't look, I'm fine."

"Ke Yue, what did you do? Tell me, please?" Lin Chen looked into the boy's eyes steadily, but she turned her eyes away again, restraining all the hostility in her slightly messy hair Down.

Seeing that Ke Yue was still silent, his eyes darkened.

We can't delay any longer, we have to return to the base as soon as possible.

He pulled the boy's left wrist and quickly found the other black and white team members.

"Captain!" The other four people saw their captain coming with the coach, and went up to greet them.

"Let's go, let's go back to the base." Lin Chen said.

"However, there will be interviews and fan interaction in a while." Tang Yao was a little surprised, "Aren't we going to participate?"

"Well, I won't be participating." The current state of the teenager made him dare not delay, "I will explain the situation to the organizer later."

"Captain..." Xu Haoran seemed to sense that something was wrong with Ke Yue's appearance at this time, he said in a daze: "Coach, he..."

"It's okay." Lin Chen patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "Go back to the base first."

The six left along the VIP passage, and soon sat in the commercial vehicle they had come from.

Ke Yue has been silent, sitting quietly in a corner.The fine strands of hair on her forehead hung down, covering her eyes, making it difficult for others to see the expression on her face clearly.

The pain in her right arm became more and more clear. She clasped her trembling right hand with her left hand and closed her eyes in pain.

The others finally realized that something was wrong.

"Captain, coach him, he seems to be sweating all the time!" Lu Wen hurriedly shouted at Lin Chen.

Hearing this, Lin Chen quickly got into the car and sat beside her.

Seeing the young man's appearance at this time, he felt extremely distressed, and gently hugged him in his arms, trying to calm him down.

He took out his handkerchief and wiped off the cold sweat that was still oozing out for the boy.

"Ke Yue, if you can't bear it, don't bear it anymore." He whispered in the boy's ear.

Ke Yue's whole body seemed to be convulsing uncontrollably. At this moment, she buried her head on Lin Chen's shoulder. Finally, she couldn't help it, and let out a few suppressed roars from her throat.

"Master, please drive faster!" He tried to make his voice sound calm enough.

Then, he turned to comfort the boy again.

"Don't be afraid, we will be at the base soon..."

……

The driver master also noticed that there were patients in the car, and the speed was stable at 60, and soon arrived at the base.

Ke Yue was already delirious, Lin Chen carried her out of the car.

Although the others looked puzzled, they also understood what was wrong with the coach and followed quickly.

Lin Chen hugged Ke Yue, entered room 303, and put her on the soft bed.

"Quick! You guys, go downstairs and boil a pot of hot water and bring it up, as well as the Chinese medicine bag I put in the refrigerator, soak it in hot water and heat it in the microwave for 2 minutes."

"Xu Haoran, under the desk by the window, open the cabinet, there is a medicine box inside, help me get disposable needles, infusion tubes, iodine tincture, tourniquet, medical tape!"

"Okay!" The others got the order and hurried downstairs to go.

Ke Yue lay on the bed, struggling unconsciously, sweating profusely.

Lin Chen held down her fidgeting hand, gently rolled up the sleeve of her right arm, and found that besides the glaring scar, there was also a bruise on the boy's arm.

Beneath the bruises were dark blue blood vessels with unhealed pinholes.

Is this... an injection of something?
Noticing something in Ke Yue's pocket, he turned it out and found two empty glass reagent bottles.

There was a bottle he knew, it was a special painkiller, and the other bottle...

The label in pure English, without a barcode, seems to be a new type of medicine.

He scanned the list of ingredients one by one.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the person on the bed in disbelief.

The expression is angry and distressed.

Caffeine, stryrone... Potions with this ingredient...

Ke Yue, you actually injected yourself...

CNS stimulants.

(End of this chapter)