- Dimensional Gods’ Selection: Only I Know Saitama is the Strongest
- OKSTS Chapter 89
**Chapter 89: Pentakill! Victory in the Match**
In truth,
anyone with a discerning eye
could see that East Art Academy was already destined to lose!
Sure enough,
in the final showdown, with Fang Ye leading the charge, East Art Academy quickly collapsed…
“Contestant ‘Fang Ye’ has slain contestant ‘Han Li’…”
“Contestant ‘Fang Ye’ has double-killed contestant ‘Liu Zhengqi’…”
“Contestant ‘Fang Ye’ has triple-killed contestant ‘Li Mingliang’…”
“Contestant ‘Fang Ye’ has quadra-killed contestant ‘Shen Lian’…”
“Contestant ‘Fang Ye’ has pentakilled contestant ‘Li Hui’…”
In this final wave,
Fang Ye achieved a pentakill!!
His damage output was simply too high, especially with the added red buff boost. His Fire Fist was so powerful that whoever it touched was instantly defeated.
All five East Art Academy players fell to his Fire Fist.
On Fang Ye’s team, only Zhao Shengnan was lost!
She died tanking tower shots…
With the enemy team defeated and no one left to protect the crystal, Martial Saint Academy swiftly destroyed it.
“Boom!”
The crystal shattered with a loud explosion, signaling Martial Saint Academy’s victory!
“Congratulations to Martial Saint Academy! They have won the match and advanced to the next round!”
Outside,
the host announced the results enthusiastically.
The audience erupted in applause.
Cheers filled the entire arena!!
It wasn’t that the match was especially thrilling.
It was just so unexpected.
At first,
everyone assumed that Martial Saint Academy, up against East Art Academy, was bound to lose.
After all, East Art Academy was at least a second-tier school with some reputation.
And Martial Saint?
A “nobody” school!
Anyone could get in with enough money.
They had always been bottom-ranked in past tournaments.
Yet against all odds, Martial Saint Academy had turned the tables, taking down East Art Academy.
“They won! I can’t believe it—Martial Saint actually won!”
“They owe this victory entirely to their mid-laner!”
“That’s right. Without such a strong mid-laner, it would’ve been a close fight!”
“Look at the stats—Martial Saint got ten kills in total, and that mid-laner alone scored nine. Incredible…”
“Their archer wasn’t bad either, but she got overshadowed by that flashy mid-laner.”
“Where did Martial Saint find a freshman like this? They struck gold!”
“I’m excited to see how far they can go in this tournament!”
“If I’d known, I would’ve bet on Martial Saint for the win. The odds were 1 to 5—what a missed chance…”
At the canyon’s entrance,
Martial Saint Academy’s five team members were transported back to the arena.
Hearing the applause outside, Zhao Shengnan and the others couldn’t contain their excitement and cheered.
“We won! We actually won!!”
For them, winning a single match was no easy feat.
Su Ziqiu watched her teammates with a smile, letting them enjoy their victory.
Then, she turned to Fang Ye.
Su Ziqiu knew this victory was entirely thanks to him.
At that moment,
the cheering teammates stopped, glancing at Fang Ye and Su Ziqiu. They suddenly bowed in unison.
“Thank you, Captain, and thank you, Fang Ye. Without you two, we never would have won!”
“Yeah! The credit is all yours. We just got to bask in the glory!”
“I heard our school has never won a match in the freshman tournament before. Thank you for giving us this honor.”
Hearing this, Su Ziqiu quickly replied, “What’s this all about? We’re a team—no need to separate ‘you’ and ‘me’!”
Fang Ye added, “Save it. When we win the national championship, then you can pull this routine—I won’t stop you then!”
The teammates were taken aback.
They never expected Fang Ye to be so ambitious—his goal was the national championship!
Something they never even dreamed of!
“Alright, let’s stop standing around here. Let’s head back and celebrate!” Su Ziqiu said.
Everyone nodded, heading to the lounge together.
On the way,
Su Ziqiu quietly walked beside Fang Ye and whispered, “National champions? Are you serious?”
“What do you think?” Fang Ye replied just as softly.
Su Ziqiu thought for a moment, then smiled. “If it were anyone else, I’d say they were bragging, but coming from you, it feels possible… How about I hand over the command to you?”
Fang Ye shook his head. “Not yet. If we meet a real challenge, I’ll take over.”
“Deal!”
Su Ziqiu agreed without hesitation.
She didn’t mind Fang Ye “taking over” one bit.
“Ding!”
As they talked, Fang Ye’s phone pinged with a message.
He checked—it was from Yan Tai: “Great job, keep it up!”
Fang Ye stayed calm and didn’t respond.
“Who messaged you?” Su Ziqiu asked curiously.
“Old Yan,” Fang Ye replied.
Just as he spoke,
his phone pinged again with a message from an unknown number.
“Brother Fang Ye, you looked amazing out there! Keep it up!!” The tone was clearly from a girl.
Su Ziqiu, standing right beside Fang Ye, caught a glimpse of the message.
“Hmph!”
With a huff, she hurriedly walked ahead to catch up with the others.
Fang Ye was baffled.
He had no idea who the message was from.
Judging by Su Ziqiu’s reaction, it seemed like she was jealous… Fang Ye chuckled and caught up with her.
Back in the lounge, the teammates noticed their captain looked a bit upset, as if something was bothering her.
They were confused.
What happened?
She was fine just a moment ago. Why was she suddenly unhappy?
The team was perplexed but didn’t dare ask Su Ziqiu directly.
After this match, Su Ziqiu’s authority was firmly established.
Aside from Fang Ye, the others no longer treated her casually—not even Zhao Shengnan, her roommate.
Seeing Su Ziqiu’s gloomy expression, Fang Ye thought he should clear things up.
After all, going into the next match with tension wouldn’t be ideal.
He casually walked over to Su Ziqiu and handed her his phone.
“What’s this?” Su Ziqiu looked confused.
Fang Ye shrugged. “I got some random message, and I don’t know how to reply. Could you help me out?”
Su Ziqiu understood his intention, giving him a playful eye roll but feeling secretly pleased. Her stern expression melted into a smile.
Fang Ye couldn’t help but think, *Women really do change moods as quickly as flipping a page!*
At the same time, he wondered who had sent him that mysterious message…