To Harm the Righteous Path, I Had No Choice But to Make Games Chapter 221: Brother Bai, I want to win!

Zhou Yue's breath almost stopped as he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar ID.

He suddenly rembered a long ti ago,

So long ago that he was still a Mortal plagued by misfortune, when he t his Master Third Elder Lin while on the verge of death.

A faint ray of light quietly blood in the boundless night.

Just like, at this very mont.

"Brother Bai!!!"

Zhou Yue's voice was hoarse with excitent.

He didn't know why a re Illusion Realm could make him feel such a strong desire to win.

After just two months of fighting side by side, this team, nad Lingxiao Sect, no longer represented only him personally, or just the Sect.

There was the greedy Junior Sister, the honest Junior Brother Mu, the Genius Junior Sister Li, the talkative Old Zhong...

Oh, and now there was Bai Mu, who was like a savior.

As long as these people were here, even if they weren't called the Lingxiao Sect team, even if they didn't have to represent the Sect in battle...

Even if there were no rewards from ancient secret treasures.

He still wanted to,

Keep fighting with this group of people, always...

And keep winning!

To gain the glory they deserved!!!

"Brother Bai..."

"I... want to win!!!"

Lu Ze raised an eyebrow slightly, surprised to hear Zhou Yue, who was usually not good at expressing himself and accustod to silently bearing everything, uncharacteristically utter the words "I want to win."

Then a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"With here, you can't lose."

These six words were light and airy.

Yet they were more reassuring than any spell in this world.

...

...

At this mont.

As "Bai Mu's" na appeared in the Immortal Demon Valley, the entire live broadcast of the competition also erupted.

The dense barrage of comnts refreshed so fast that it was imperceptible to the naked eye; one had to use spells to see them clearly.

【Boss Bai Mu!!!】

【How did he appear here? No, why was he able to enter the match??】

【No matter why, please win this round!】

【Save the Lingxiao Sect... No, save the Righteous Path! This damn sense of mission!】

【Light of the Righteous Path!!!】

【Go, happy Wind Swordsman big brother!】

【Must win, must win!!!】

【I'm so excited, and I don't even play Illusion Realm...】

【But, can this situation really be won?】

【Hope, I hope so...】

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"It's Brother Bai! Brother Bai actually... entered the field!!!"

Zhong Yi was so excited he was incoherent, his voice hoarse from shouting.

"Yes, just as everyone thought... The substitute for the Lingxiao Sect team is the absolute King of the Heavenly Ladder—Bai Mu!"

"The 【Slaying Immortals to Prove the Dao】 team has already advanced with a large army... With such a huge disparity in strength, I wonder if Brother Bai can hold on..."

"All the base towers have already fallen; what Brother Bai needs to do is to use his life to stop the opponents and hold on until his teammates revive!"

"This is Lingxiao Sect's all-or-nothing battle!"

"We all know this is very difficult! It's almost an impossible task!"

"But... we can only trust Brother Bai!!!"

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On the 【Slaying Immortals to Prove the Dao】 team's side.

"Bai Mu? Didn't Junior Liu say that this person would definitely not co online? Why is he here?"

Guo Tianyin was stunned as he looked at Bai Mu's figure.

At this ti, Liu Mo was right beside them.

When they were playing earlier, Liu Mo had turned on the Illusion Realm's projection function, allowing the others to clearly see the Lingxiao Sect team's movents.

Seeing that the Lingxiao Sect was sure to lose, this kid confidently exited the ga, but unexpectedly, Bai Mu had connected.

"We're five people grouped together, and we have so many minions, are we still afraid of him?"

The team's jungler snorted disdainfully.

The others nodded in agreent.

At this mont, it was five against one, and their equipnt was good enough, so how could they possibly lose to soone who didn't even have a base tower?

"That's true..."

Guo Tianyin nodded, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

He suddenly rembered the countless tis he had sent ssages to this person nad Bai Mu, only for them to fall on deaf ears.

"Since that's the case, then we shall tornt him thoroughly... Let him know the consequences of ignoring us..."

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At the Lingxiao Sect team's fountain.

"Good, good, the economy is barely enough."

Lu Ze looked at his equipnt and muttered to himself.

It had to be said, Liu Mo's intentions were extrely vicious.

Every ti, he would push the lane and then get himself killed, fearing that Zhou Yue would gain experience and gold.

And he would occasionally steal jungle monsters...

So, although he died a lot, his equipnt and Rank were not bad.

Standard Infinity Edge, Statikk Shiv, Berserker's Greaves; with this set of equipnt, Yasuo wouldn't lack damage.

Lu Ze then bought a small Vampiric Scepter to improve his sustain, and then walked out of the fountain.

The minion waves from the top, mid, and bottom lanes gradually converged.

There was a strong sense of mission, like an army besieging a city, with a lone general defending an Empty City Stratagem.

"Brother Bai, there are thirty seconds left... Can you hold on until we revive?"

Zhou Yue looked at his revival ti, his voice anxious.

"Whether I can hold on or not... depends on them, doesn't it?"

Lu Ze smiled faintly.

"Indeed..."

Zhou Yue shook his head with a bitter smile.

"If they don't try hard and die too quickly, there's nothing I can do."

Lu Ze waved his hand.

Zhou Yue: "..."

Lu Ze stopped in front of the base gate, slightly bent down, and drew the classic rusty sword from his waist.

He watched the dense swarm of minions, like a tide, constantly surging towards him.

Lu Ze smiled.

In this situation, if it were any other hero, even he would be sowhat tricky to deal with.

But...

He was playing Yasuo.

The more minions, the stronger Yasuo!

He scanned the opposite side.

The top, mid, jungle, and support were pushing together; the ADC hadn't shown up, most likely taking a buff in the jungle.

Lu Ze smiled.

With his skill level, facing these players could only be described with four words:

"Dinsionality reduction strike."

Even though he knew that his opponent was probably not a single person, but a demonic cultivator who had used so kind of spell to gather the abilities of multiple Heavenly Ladder experts.

But the gap between him and them,

Was infinitely close to that between an ordinary King and a Devil King at their Peak.

Not to ntion, he also had countless hero understandings far ahead of their ti.

Lu Ze exhaled softly, drew his blade, and perford two Steel Tempests.

A gentle, light blue Qi swirled around him.

At the sa ti,

The phantom of the Wind Swordsman appeared behind him without any warning.

That deep, sensual voice echoed throughout the entire canyon:

"Death is like the wind."

"Always by..."

"My side."