Glory [e-sports]

At this moment, even 3U’s fans were sincerely giving him warm applause.

Of course, the players on the stage with their sound proof headsets couldn’t hear it, but the atmosphere in the team chat wasn’t much worse.

Wei Xiao gave Yue Wenle and Bai Cai a fierce round of praise.

It directly made Brother Cai’s ears turn crimson. “Enough, enough.”

It would be too fake if he continued praising like this, okay!

Wei Xiao was happy. “Captain, it looks like the two of us can lie down flat and wait to be carried to victory in this game.”

Little Ning didn’t understand the joke. “I, I, I…” Can also lie down flat!

Wei Xiao’s tone was righteous, “The blood thief and blood warrior are connected by life and death. What are you joining in for?”

Ning Zhehan: “………” It was very reasonable, but why did he always feel that something was off about it?

Brother Cai had already been sweating profusely from Yue Wenle’s actions. At this time, listening to Wei Xiao’s words, he grew even more frightened. “You……”

He hadn’t yet had time to try and patch things up when he heard Wei Xiao ask Lu Feng, “Isn’t that so, Captain?”

Lu Feng: “Connected by life and death?”

Wei Xiao: “Yeah!”

As soon as his voice dropped, Lu Feng used the Connected By Life and Death skill for him.

Brother Vegetable: “………………………………”

Can you be a bit more attentive? We’re currently playing in the national semi-finals!

The audience naturally didn’t know what they were talking about, but their eyes were sharp.

Under the holographic projection, the bloodthirsty general’s entire body was covered with a bloody mist, and his pale fingertips pressed gently against his subordinate’s eyebrows, leaving a drop of blood on his forehead that glistened like a ruby.

The deputy made a gesture of thanks, his attitude filled with reverence.

This was the linked skill between the blood warrior and the blood thief.

The two of them had the same amount of health, living and dying together.

“What happened!”

“Why did Close suddenly give Quiet a Connected By Life and Death?”

“Does there need to be a reason! Isn’t this a skill that you can use just because you want to?” In any case, it had no practical significance and was only used for entertainment.

“I know that this skill has no effect on the game, but what I don’t understand is… why did the great demon king suddenly start spoiling the little lunatic? What did the two of them say!”

“It’s over, it’s over, my CP’s forcing me to overthink things!”

“Great demon king, if you’re being threatened, just blink!”

“What’s the threat? What can the Little Lunatic Wei threaten him with?”

“For example, sleeping on the floor tonight?”

“Damn, fellow sister, tell me more about what goes on in your head!”

FTW’s win was stable for this game.

The frost hunter’s farm crushed the whole canyon. And with his highly explosive DPS, Asleep couldn’t even think of trying to touch him.

The advantages of Yue Wenle’s recklessness were seen at this time.

Although cowering meant self-preservation, another aspect of recklessness was opportunism.

Yue Wenle was very good at grasping opportunities. Once he caught a gap that he could take advantage of, he could shoot through the whole canyon with his ice arrows.

An ADC that lost his head was easy to catch, but an ADC who’d lost their head and played recklessly could also destroy the sky and the earth.

2:1!

FTW was first to welcome the match point!

There was a half-time break after three matches. When they took off their headsets, Wei Xiao tilted his head to ask Brother Cai, “Didn’t it feel great?”

Bai Cai: “Great… like hell it did!”

Wei Xiao’s smile was wide. “How can you obtain the ultimate experience if you don’t work hard?”

Brother Cai: “…………”

I don’t f*cking want to have the ultimate experience at all!

Even if it really felt quite good…

After going back to the backstage lounge, FTW’s side was naturally in high spirits.

Their leading score was one of the reasons for it, and the other was their breakthrough.

Yue Wenle’s struggle for supremacy had set everyone’s heart on fire with passion in the third game.

FTW didn’t just have Close, and FTW didn’t just have Quiet. Everyone in FTW had the courage to shoulder this heavy task, and they all had the courage to win the game!

The quiet and unassuming God Le had told everyone with his strength that the China competition zone’s number one ADC hadn’t been replaced by someone else.

Chen Feng didn’t say much else. He mentioned a few points that didn’t touch on any sore points to steady the players’ moods. It was enough to help them muster up their energy.

When it came to the trash talk segment, as usual, Wei Xiao wasn’t given a chance to go.

Wei Xiao was unhappy. “We’ll always be at an advantage in future games. Doesn’t that mean I’ll never be able to go?”

Chen Feng: “I’ll borrow your lucky words.”

Wei Xiao: “…………” So angry!

Lu Feng glanced at him.

It only took one glance for Little Lunatic Wei to understand. “Captain~”

Lu Feng got up first, and Wei Xiao followed him out.

Alright then, he’d miss out on the trash talk segment, but there was now a recharging segment. He’d earned big!

FTW’s side was relaxed and happy, while on 3U’s side, it was a different scene.

The starters were actually in good states.

Xuan Long was a silly fool, Li Chun was well behaved, and Wen Wei was self reflecting. Cong Yi and Asleep weren’t the type of people who would get depressed from a momentary loss.

Leng Feng didn’t say anything. The strength gap was right there in front of them, and simply forcing their way through it would get them no results. Let alone that, he was also distressed over his own cubs.

They were already trying very hard, but they still needed to work harder.

Only Zhou Xuehai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, which made everyone annoyed.

“Like I said, we shouldn’t have tried any new tactics. If we’d started targeting Yue Wenle from the start, then we’d now be at 2:1!”

“Cong Yi, you should just follow Asleep honestly, and gank Yue Wenle to death. As long as you can deal with Yue Wenle and Ning Zhehan, then FTW isn’t even as good as a fart!”

“I told you guys to listen to me, but all of you have your own ideas. Now, things are great. It’s someone else’s match point, and if you lose in the next match, things will be all f*cked up…”

He hadn’t yet finished, but Leng Feng couldn’t listen on anymore. “Enough. If there hadn’t been that first game, then the game just now would’ve been the second game.”

These words were a bit roundabout, but the meaning behind them was clear.

In the first match, 3U had tried new tactics and had Cong Yi cooperate with Wen Wei. That was precisely because they had been afraid that they wouldn’t be able to hold down Yue Wenle.

It was true that all the teams knew FTW’s weaknesses, and they knew that as long as they could hold down their double c-positions, the top-jungler combo would be powerless to turn the tables.

But this problem was something that all the teams were aware of. How could FTW themselves not know of it?

Obviously, FTW was very clear on it, and they’d even come up with a solution.

In the third match, Yue Wenle had hit everyone on the head with his ability. FTW was growing, and they were growing rapidly.

Zhou Xuehai was still somewhat wary of Leng Feng. He paused briefly. “Then what do we do now? We absolutely can’t lose the fourth game!”

Everyone was still stable on the surface after losing the third match, but they all felt uncomfortable in their hearts. After going to the backstage lounge, they still had to listen to someone who only half understood the game chatter on and on, which made them feel even worse.

Seeing that Zhou Xuehai was still acting superior and gesticulating, Asleep stood up abruptly.

Zhou Xuehai was standing next to him and was taken by surprise by this tall and thin boy’s sudden actions.

Asleep shot him a cold look and turned to leave the lounge.

Zhou Xuehai: “You……”

Cong Yi also got up and said, “If you disdain us, then we can list during the next transfer period.”

Zhou Xuehai shut up immediately.

Xuan Long and the others had their gazes lowered, as quiet as chickens.

This scene happened from time to time during the 3U base, and they were already accustomed to it.

At first glance, Cong Yi’s words seemed a little overboard at this juncture, but Xuan Long and the others all understood––

These words were being said just to make Zhou Xuehai shut up, in the hopes that he would stop messing with everyone’s mentalities.

The one who was really responsible for the team was Cong Yi.

The national semi-finals.

Who would want to lose?

After this season ended, how many more seasons could they play?

Which professional struggling on this road wouldn’t want to touch the golden championship trophy?

Asleep leaned against the corner of a window, his eyelids at half mast.

Cong Yi glanced over at the sign depicting the smoking zone. “Want one?”

Asleep shook his head.

Cong Yi lit up a cigarette for himself and exhaled lightly. “What’s the matter.”

Asleep: “……”

The two of them had known each other from childhood. Despite the many years, Cong Yi had rarely ever said these words.

He could always figure out what Asleep was thinking. Where was the need to ask him what was the matter?

But these days, while Cong Yi could obviously sense that something was wrong with Asleep, he couldn’t confirm exactly what was wrong with him.

This made Cong Yi very surprised, but it was also a little unsettling.

Professor Zhang’s words echoed in his ears, “Cong Yi, you’ve opened the door to Asleep’s heart, but if this continues, will you have become another door in front of him?”

These words smashed into Cong Yi’s heart like a heavy hammer.

When he was a child, Cong Yi had been the one who led Asleep out of his own world.

People all said that Cong Yi was the key to Asleep, the key that opened up his heart and let him enter the world.

But––

“You understand him, get him, and you know what he’s thinking. You even help him make decisions, help him speak, and help him face things.”

“You protected him, took care of him, and gave him a comfortable environment.”

“But looking at it from another perspective, is this environment you’re giving him another closed space?”

Professor Zhang hadn’t clarified it further, but Cong Yi understood.

He helped Asleep express himself, helped Asleep communicate with people, and helped Asleep say the things he didn’t want to say.

Was this helping Asleep, or was it depriving him of the ability to continue coming out of his shell?

Cong Yi wasn’t sure.

Perhaps his help was a new form of imprisonment for Asleep.

This awareness made Cong Yi very uneasy.

Asleep’s eyes raised up slightly, and he looked at him. “Do you like playing support?”

It was a clear and cold, youthful voice that held the clumsiness and rawness of someone who hadn’t spoken in a long time.

Cong Yi froze for a moment and couldn’t quite react.

Asleep looked at him, his pair of black eyes quiet and calm.

Cong Yi: “……”

The cigarette ash that slipped from his fingers woke Cong Yi up from his daze. He carefully cleaned up the dirtied ground, and when he got up again, he’d already returned to his usual mild and thoughtful appearance. “Why would you suddenly ask about this?”

Asleep didn’t say anything, but his thoughts were clear in his eyes: Do you like it?

Cong Yi’s mood was very complicated. He felt a little confused and had a strange sense of relief at the same time, “I quite like it.”

Asleep dropped his gaze again. “That means you don’t like it.”

Cong Yi: “……”

Asleep: “Do what you like.”

Cong Yi put out the cigarette and kneaded his forehead. “So that’s what you’ve been thinking about these days?”

Asleep shook his head.

Cong Yi was curious. “Then what exactly have you been thinking about?”

Asleep’s thin lips pursed, like the words had already arrived at his lips, but they were stopped by something unknown.

He couldn’t say it.

His heart wanted to say it, but his mouth wouldn’t move.

Cong Yi immediately said, “It’s fine, don’t say it.”

He was very clear about Asleep’s situation and the problems he faced. Forcing him to say something was like sharpening a knife on his body.

Asleep’s attitude relaxed, his thin lips shifting slightly.

Cong Yi understood what he meant. “Why are you apologizing to me.”

Asleep: “……”

Cong Yi looked at the time. “Alright, if there’s anything to discuss, we can talk about it slowly after we get back. Let’s finish the game first.”

Asleep: “Mm.”

Cong Yi walked ahead, and Asleep looked at the 3U.Night printed on his back.

That sentence came up to his throat again: I want to protect you, too.

––Protect you, the one who has always protected me.

The fourth game began.

Wei Xiao was filled with energy. “It’s the match point game, let’s make it a big one!”

Bai Cai’s heart felt like it was suspended in the air. He was really scared.

Yue Wenle: “Sure.”

Brother Cai fell back into his e-sports chair.

Chen Feng knew what they wanted. “The phantom thief?”

Wei Xiao: “Yes!”

Chen Feng went to look at Yue Wenle. “The longbow druid?”

Yue Wenle: “Okay.”

Brother Cai lamented, “I don’t want to play the apocalypse priest ahhhhh!”

Coach Chen ignored him.

FTW took out their big moves for the match point, and 3U also took out their ultimate weapons.

Asleep snatched up the berserker thief, and Cong Yi took out his puppet warlock.

The audience was instantly on fire, “How exciting!”

“The puppet warlock can play support?”

“Interesting, interesting!”