Glory [e-sports]

Wei Xiao ultimately kept his tears from his voice and managed to sound normal the whole time.

Lu Feng couldn’t see him, but he could guess at what Wei Xiao looked like now.

If he could, he really wanted to give him a sky under which he could act recklessly without a care for anyone else: Cry as he liked, laugh freely, and do as he liked without any scruples.

Wei Xiao calmed down his mood, “I’m going to the training room first. They’re all waiting for me.”

Lu Feng: “Okay.”

Before hanging up, Wei Xiao couldn’t help but say, “Don’t stay up late like this. Pay attention to your body.”

Lu Feng: “… Okay.”

After hanging up the phone, Wei Xiao’s body lost all energy. He leaned against the wooden door and slid down to sit on the floor.

His forehead rested against his bent knees, and his black hair fell down limply, covering parts of his face.

The setting sun shone through the clear glass and shone on the warm brown wooden floor, stretching out in a long band of light.

At the end of the light was a youth who trembled slightly as he hugged his knees.

When Wei Xiao went downstairs, Chen Feng took a look at him, “……”

Bai Cai: “……”

Little Ning and Yue Wenle: “…………”

Brother Tang was fearless. “It’s night time and indoors. Why are you wearing sunglasses?”

Wei Xiao was very calm. “Isn’t it cool?”

He raised his chin slightly. His lips were curved up slightly above his slender chin, and the silver gray sunglasses were perched on his high nose. The slender silver frame and silver bar between the lens was covered with LV’s classic pattern.

The color of his sunglasses was cool, stylish, and exquisite. When coupled with his smiling face, he looked a bit like a refined rascal.

Brother Tang was very appreciative. “Cool!”

He’d long forgotten his original question.

Although Chen Feng couldn’t see Wei Xiao’s eyes through the lens, he just had to think about what he’d been like, then link it up with the phone call to come up with a guess that was 70-80 percent accurate.

You cried until your eyes swelled up, didn’t you, brat?

He really didn’t know what Close was doing. Did he really think Little Lunatic Wei’s heart was so big that it wouldn’t collapse?!

Chen Feng knocked on the table and covered for Wei Xiao. “Game review.” This was also tacitly acquiescing to Wei Xiao wearing sunglasses in the room.

Wei Xiao didn’t need to explain anymore and sat down straightforwardly like an exemplary model.

Brother Cai disparaged him inwardly: You really are f*cking hardcore!

Don’t judge based on how they had won so easily and how HU had been crushed like dead dogs.

In fact, when it came to really focusing on the replays, there were actually many problems in their game.

Apart from Han Gu’s personality problem, HU was really fierce and aggressive this year.

FTW hadn’t had a training match against them and they really didn’t realize that this second rate team had grown to become so overbearing.

No wonder they won against RR…

Although Moonlit’s mentality had collapsed a bit, beating Moonlit until his mentality collapsed wasn’t something that could be done without some level of ability.

Chen Feng: “Don’t underestimate the opponent. HU was caught unprepared this time, but after they calm down, it would be hard to say what the results would be like.”

One sentence from him was enough to make the little ones who’d become somewhat proud after winning the game now calm down.

Indeed…

HU hadn’t lost so miserably because they were crappy, but because of multiple interlinked factors.

First of all, Han Gu’s mentality hadn’t been in the right place, and he’d been very irrational after being counterattacked by Wei Xiao.

Then, they’d all been shocked by the shadow thief’s nine light arcs.

The nine light arcs had been brushed out so easily that it would’ve made anyone surprised.

A moment of fluster and panic that led to disorderly chaos. It was understandable.

In the second round, FTW had won easily because on one hand, Wei Xiao had shown his own unparalleled compatibility with the team through the berserker thief, twisting the team together into a rope that could exert 200% of its strength. On the other hand, it was because Han Gu had been too terrible, dragging HU back the whole time. Even an undercover player for another team wouldn’t have been able to play as badly as he had.

Just that wave where he sold out his teammates made FTW feel too embarrassed to continue targeting him.

Compared with a few provocative comments on Weibo, this big gift of sending over kills was really sincere and reliable.

Little Ning thought back over the game and said, “HU’s mid-laner is really strong.” Unfortunately, he was dragged down until he died.

Chen Feng reminded him, “This player WW can’t enter the top ten amongst the European competition zone’s mid-laners.”

When Ning Zhehan heard this, he couldn’t help sitting up straight.

The European competition zone held the strongest mid-lane player, the former Team of Gods member, Xie He.

And WW, who was obviously at the top of the mid-laner list in China, couldn’t even get into the top ten in Europe.

It was true that the foreign competition zone was a place with crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

After knocking his point into Little Ning, Chen Feng went to poke at Yue Wenle.

Yue Wenle bowed his head and listened, quiet and obedient, but it was unknown how much of it went in through his left ear and straight out through his right ear.

After going through everything once, Chen Feng looked at Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao confessed frankly, “I’m sorry. I was in a bad mood today and was a little distracted when playing.”

Everyone in the training room: “……………………”

You’re really capable. You got distracted and brushed out nine light arcs, then shutout the other side!

If it’s this kind of distraction, then please make sure it happens more often!

Chen Feng was too lazy to say anything about him. He just said, “Adjust your mood. The games next week won’t be easy.”

Everyone’s expressions changed, their faces growing solemn.

It wasn’t because they were scared by having to face TPT next week. It was because they were paying the highest level of respect to Chen’s magical poster.

Sure enough. Chen Feng’s hand loosened, and a poster was then pressed up onto the glass board with magnets.

Even Brother Tang, who’d seen ‘big storms and waves’ before, had an expression like an old grandfather looking at a cell phone and trying to figure it out––this poster could only be described as spicy!

Little Ning suddenly realized something. He leaned close to Wei Xiao and spoke quietly, “Brother Xiao really has deep foresight.”

Wei Xiao: “?”

Ning Zhehan: “How great would it be if I had a pair of sunglasses right now.”

Then his eyes wouldn’t be slaughtered by this poster.

The training room was only so big. How could Chen Feng not hear him? His gaze swept over coldly, and Ning Zhehan sat up straight, staring at the poster with as much eagerness as he could muster.

Queen Chen was satisfied. He pointed lightly at the poster, “Do you see this? This is TPT, a big meat mountain great demon king!”

Everyone: “………”

Alright, then. We can sense that you drew out a meat mountain great demon king.

Wei Xiao frowned briefly, “Aren’t great demon kings all very handsome?”

The room full of people grew even more silent…

Well, FTW’s great demon king was really handsome. As for other people’s…

Could we stop digressing from the topic and show TPT a little respect!

TPT. Nickname: ‘scrunched up crying face’.

The source of this nickname was very obvious. Just look at the team name’s abbreviation; it was like a text emoticon of a face crying with a scrunched up face.

As a veteran team of the China competition zone, TPT had no fewer anti-fans than FTW did.

Compared with the name that their anti-fans called them, FTW’s hater name WTF (What the f*ck) sounded both fashionable and cool.

TPT had also seen better days. Their heyday had come earlier than FTW’s.

Before the Team of Gods emerged, TPT had been the absolute father of the competition zone. Although they’d only won the global championships once, it was still a powerful giant of a team.

Later on, the Team of Gods disbanded, and TPT’s old players retired one after another. China’s Glory circle dropped straight to the bottom.

When FTW rose up again, TPT had also gained a new lease on life.

First, there was the talented student Fu Li who dropped out of school to join the team. Then, there was Eurostar who switched from the top lane to the bottom lane and discovered a whole new world.

TPT had performed brilliantly last year. Although they’d lost to RR in the semi-finals and lost the chance to enter the globals, they’d played very wonderfully in that game and completely emptied out RR.

Many people said that FTW and 3U had just laid there and waited to win last year.

One of them had done nothing and won the championship, and the other had done nothing and obtained the last ticket to the global competition.

Why would they say that?

Because in the semi-finals, TPT and RR had played too crazily. They’d tried their absolute best, pulling out every card they had hidden and used up a full season of energy.

Finally, TPT had made a small mistake and lost the game.

But RR had also exhausted themselves thoroughly. They only felt tired and sleepy when facing the upcoming finals, and there was no hint of the ferocity with which they played in the semi-finals.

TPT had been almost in the same situation. When they competed against 3U for the last spot for the global competition, they’d regretfully lost the game.

In terms of results, TPT who’d only ranked in the top four last year, seemed weaker.

Yet, everyone who watched that game knew how terrifying this team was.

Not only were the players strong, they also had deep routines.

When playing against other teams, the other side would at most only dig out a single pit. And even if you fell in, it would still be possible to climb back out.

It was different with TPT. Their captain, Fu Li, was canyon pit digger. He could dig out ten pits every time he dug, and if you could climb out of all of them, then Big Brother Li would change his surname to yours.

Chen Feng strung up the little ones in the team and reminded them, “TPT has a natural advantage against teams like ours.”

Ning Zhehan was a curious little baby. “What do you mean?”

Chen Feng: “What’s our FTW’s play style?”

Little Ning blinked.

Brother Cai gave the answer, “Reckless…”

Chen Feng: “Yes. TPT is an authoritarian team with all kinds of hard heads.”

Hard heads? Hard headed? The type that could kill people when they hit them?

That was fine. TPT was like a net that could easily send you into the pit.

Wei Xiao was wearing sunglasses, and his expression was unclear, but the corners of his mouth were taut. His attitude was a little cold and serious.

Chen Feng continued, “Do you see RR’s points? If we win against TPT, there’s a good chance we can maintain our position in first place until the end. But if we lose, it’ll be hard to say.”

Group A was a world that belonged to FTW and RR. The two teams were very close in points, and it was very likely that the battle at the very end would be based on net scores.

The so-called net score was the scores from each small game.

Winning a BO3 game got them one major point. When it came to position rankings, the teams were first ranked according to these major points, followed by the net points.

The net score was determined by whether or not there was a point deduction in a BO3 game.

A 2:0 win was two net points. If the game was won with a 2:1 score, then it would be one net point.

If the major points were equal, then every net point became very important!

FTW had three tough games coming up in the competition.

The first game was against TPT, who was in a different group cycle.

The remaining two games were both against RR, who was within their group cycle.

If they won against TPT, FTW would be able to remain in first place even if they lost one of the games against RR.

However, if they lost to TPT, then they would have to win both games against RR in order to keep their first place in the group.

So, the game next week was very important.

If they wanted to win first place in the group, then they couldn’t take it lightly at all!

Wei Xiao looked at the group rankings, then said slowly, “We have to win next week.”

Not just for the sake of getting number one in the group, but also because…

It was a very special day.

The same day, the same time period.

As long as he won the game, the captain would surely win against fate!

Chen Feng could hear that Wei Xiao’s voice held a firmness that was different from the past.

This Little Lunatic wanted to win. It wasn’t just for the sake of number one in the group; it was also for something else.

“Mm.” Chen Feng said, “Wanting to win is the right attitude.”

Little Ning’s blood heated and rushed up to his brain. “There’s still one week to go! Let’s train hard!”

Bai Cai was more realistic. “There are competitions both tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.”

Wei Xiao: “Every game is training.”

Chen Feng became even more worried: TPT wasn’t an ordinary team. The more they exposed themselves in front of them, the more tragic their loss might be.

However, FTW wasn’t the type of team to conceal themselves.

FTW’s code of conduct was to go all out in every game!

They played a few training matches in the evening, and it was almost 12 o’clock by the time they dispersed.

Wei Xiao took out his cell phone. He thought about it, but ultimately didn’t send Lu Feng a message.

His cell phone beeped. Wei Xiao’s heart clenched.

He’d just accepted the voice call when Bai Cai’s voice rang out from beside him, “Did it have to be like that?”

Wei Xiao slipped his cell phone into his pocket guiltily. He didn’t have enough time to hang up the call.

Brother Cai was clueless, but his guts were as big as the skies, “Don’t cry, hey. The captain might not like you, but big brother cares for you.”

Wei Xiao: “………………………………”

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