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Xyla Quest's face was rigid with tension as she walked up the stage with her team members.
Live tournaments and pastimes were two different cases.
She could never allow herself to make mistakes today and cause her team to lose such an important game. Putting on the headset, Xyla adjusted her keyboard firmly and took a deep breath.
She was wearing Team QPG's uniform, consisting of a set of black Nike sportswear with a white Nike T-shirt. There were various sponsors' labels all over her body.
Her hair was pulled back into a youthful high ponytail, and her makeup was light yet appealing. She was just like a gaming goddess sitting in front of the computer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe team's Jungler, Simon, was the first to notice Xyla's anxiety. He whispered into the microphone, "Don't be nervous, boss. You can do it. Just play like how you usually would during training, and everything will be fine." Levi, the team's Support, tried to reassure her too. "He's right. We might earn a lot of money if we win, but it doesn't cause any harm if we lose, right? Chill, boss. Being nervous would only leave you playing under par." Meanwhile, the director shifted the camera to where Xyla was sitting.
A close-up of Xyla's side profile appeared on the big screen in the very next second.
Instantly, the netizens started spamming the pop-ups hysterically.
"Damn... Look at that beauty! Xyla Quest is definitely a real-life fairy!" "She's so hot. I'll forgive her even if she loses the glater. How can I ever attack this beautiful girl?" "She could've just made a debut in the entertainment industry with that face. She looks so much better than the other celebrities." "Her skin is smooth and flawless, and her features are so exquisite. What a goddess!" "I want Xyla to be my wife. Sob..." "Don't even think about it... We are not worthy of a real-life fairy like her." Upon hearing the encouragement of her teammates, Xyla let out a sigh of relief. "Okay. I'll try..." Though she was a sophisticated woman who had seen much in life, she had never been this nervous before. Perhaps today's match meant a lot to Team QPG.
If they lost the match today, they had to say goodbye to the entire tournament.
She knew very well that all the members were looking forward to winning this tournament. Even if they tried to comfort her by saying, 'it doesn't cause any harm if we lose, right?', Xyla was aware that they did not think so inwardly.
Every enthusiastic young man in esports aspired to be a champion, including her team members.
The championship trophy was the main goal of every game.
Soon, it cto the BP session.
The opponent had selected their Champions very quickly.
On the other hand, Team OPG decided to go with their original plan. They were going to play double AD carry, where one went top lane and the other to bottom lane.
The Top Solo, Mason chose his favorite Aphelios, whereas Xyla picked Caitlyn as her Bot Lane. The team's Support took Tahm Kench, the Mid Lane took LeBlanc, and finally, the Jungler played Zac.
Their line-up was inclined to the early gand mid-game. Therefore, they ought to take advantage of the early gto suppress their enemies.
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Conversely, the opponents' line-up was totally different from theirs. They had Gangplank as their Top Solon Ryze as their Mid Lane, Elise as their Jungler, Braum as their Support, and Ezreal as their ADC. Their overall battle formation was more tank-heavy than Team OPG. From their Champions alone, Xyla could tell that they would play really fiercely late in the game.
Grasping the situation, Xyla adjusted the microphone and whispered, "Early game. We must try to stand an advantage in the early game. All the best, guys." Everyone nodded firmly.
She sounded calm, but her palms were actually covered in a layer of sweat.
While Xyla was fighting her anxiety on the stage, Stanley Batton, Sharon Lindt, Catherine Batton, and Jeremy Quest found their seats in the En. auditorium's first row in a low profile. Sa *h the Find@ovel. et website on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. Not long after they settled down, Josh Batton dressed in full black entered the stadium with a black cap covering his face.
His seat was in the last row, and it was relatively secretive.
Josh pulled the brim of the cap down despite the fact that he was already wearing a mask The audience were all focused on the big screen. No one had noticed that a superstar was sitting next to them.
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