Glory [e-sports]

At this time, Bai Cai had already arrived at the earth shaman’s position. If Eurostar retreated, the earth shaman would be able to get away, but they would have to give up their bottom lane’s second tower.

Eurostar, who always followed Fu Li’s plan, who never disobeyed his orders over countless games, paused for a moment.

It was only a fraction of a second, and it was a pause that couldn’t be felt, but Fu Li noticed it.

Eurostar didn’t retreat. He launched an attack, and all of his DPS landed on Bai Cai, who was within his range.

Bai Cai was shocked. “Fierce.”

Wei Xiao brushed out a combo and went straight for the earth shaman. “That’s more like it.”

Eurostar gathered up his fortress cannon as he spoke, firing shot after shot that went past Bai Cai towards Wei Xiao.

This was an advanced operation for the magic launcher. Most professional players could do it, but the control of the angle depended on timing and technique, so it didn’t always result in a strong enough effect.

Eurostar didn’t step back at all. He was just as calm as before as he hit Bai Cai at an oblique angle and aimed all his damage at the immortal thief!

Wei Xiao’s health dropped down by a quarter after taking two shots.

Bai Cai: “Not good, I can’t hold up!”

At the end of the day, he wasn’t in full defensive gear, and his limited healing wasn’t enough to hold up against the launcher’s late stage explosive damage.

System Announcement––

TPT.Star killed FTW.White!

In a 2v2 head on situation against Wei Xiao, Eurostar had killed Bai Cai and forced Wei Xiao to retreat!

It was true that he had a defensive tower behind him that was in a precarious situation, but it was amazing that he was able to play out such a result.

It had to be known that a late stage immortal thief, especially one at Wei Xiao’s level, could send him off with a goodbye with just one wave of ten thousand swords in the sky.

“Is this the Euro-coward that I know?”

“My little coward, what’s the matter? Blink if someone has transmigrated into your body!”

“Ahhhhh, Euro God is so handsome! He really deserves his reputation as the China competition zone’s number one ADC!”

“That’s excessive, what do you mean, number one ADC? Are you pretending President Le doesn’t exist?”

The fans were noisy and cajoling, but Fu Li in the field was in a trance for once.

TPT had been stretched to the limit ever since they were wiped out in the dragon pit.

The team chat that was originally already quiet now only contained Fu Li’s cold instructions. The other four from TPT implemented them silently and meticulously, the atmosphere tense.

They were all holding their breath, all eager to get back their control over the rhythm. They all wanted to win the game.

But… their situation grew more and more passive.

FTW, who had snatched up the initiative, was totally unreasonable!

Fu Li had given out an early warning when Wei Xiao and Bai Cai went to attack Eurostar.

If Eurostar avoided a fight, it would have no effect on either side; if Eurostar fought, then there was a 70% chance that TPT would suffer two casualties.

But Eurostar had held onto that 30% and played out a different result.

He’d killed Bai Cai and made Wei Xiao retreat.

He’d snatched up a respite for TPT!

Although Brother Cai fell, he wasn’t flustered inside. “It feels like Eurostar’s on the rise.”

This was a bit of a pun, but Wei Xiao understood.

Wei Xiao: “That’s a good thing.”

Dependence would eventually lead to blind obedience.

TPT’s team chat was still silent, but they’d found their rhythm again!

This game was clearly not a four protecting one line-up, but Eurostar had still proven his value as a core with his own strength.

“TPT is great in this game. They’re switching between line-ups at will.”

“The magic launcher was actually able to deal such explosive damage.”

“Eurostar’s personal strength cannot be underestimated.”

“Their teamwork is also excellent!”

“Zhuang Ruishi has grasped the essence of the berserker thief. There are similarities with Wei Xiao from the last game.”

“Yes, yes, yes, he’s using a core jungler talent like a support.”

In the previous match, Wei Xiao had used the berserker thief to cooperate with Ning Zhehan and tear apart TPT. Zhuang Ruishi’s berserker thief served the same function in this game.

He used the scythe to lock in on players, and then left the rest to Eurostar.

And Eurostar really did have this ability to kill the other side!

TPT was back!

From an advantage to a disadvantage and back to an advantage!

The trend of their farm was really like a roller coaster. It went up and down, like an ECG.

The audience was also holding their breath out of fear that the situation would tip again if their movements were any bigger.

The third match started to resemble the first.

Eurostar, who was surrounded by his team, became a kill harvester who killed wherever he went.

Lane soldiers, jungle creeps, human heads, and even ancient creatures; he collected them all with one cannon after another.

It was another four protecting one line-up, another TPT bulldozer match, another rising ADC.

What should they do?

FTW had taken the storm hunter in this game. The storm hunter could never be played as a four protecting one line-up. As a flexible marksman, the storm hunter was more like an assassin who was good at moving around alone and wasn’t suitable for moving with a group.

In this situation where it hadn’t been easy for them to find a gap, were they going to be blocked to death by TPT?

Lu Feng: “Leave Eurostar to me.”

Wei Xiao: “Okay!”

This time, there was no need to trade two for one, and there was no need for the hidden thief to die, followed by the death knight.

This time, just one blood warrior was enough!

Nearly 40 minutes into the game, the two teams who collided head-on knew that this was the last round of fighting.

If FTW won, then the national finals were over.

If TPT won, then they would have a chance to keep fighting.

This was the match point, and this was the final battle!

Commentator: “Close is going around the back!’

“Ning Zhehan is dealing ranged damage, while Yue Wenle is pulling away. Wei Xiao is waiting for an opportunity, and Close is keeping an eye on Eurostar. FTW is fighting fiercely in this round!”

TPT was fighting hard to protect Eurostar. Eurostar had stretched his nerves to the limit and was paying attention to any hint of movement in the air and grass. He knew that his situation was more dangerous in this game, and that it would be much easier for FTW to cut him down compared with the first match.

But he had no more chances left.

He had to fight.

He’d disobeyed Fu Li’s instructions and had made his own choice. He see it through all the way to the end!

He wanted to win.

He wanted to tell Fu Li…

“The blood warrior is attacking!”

The commentary and the scene were completely synchronized, super fast speech accompanied by special effects as the scuffle that broke out in the canyon made everyone’s scalps feel numb.

Illusion, bloody strike. Just before the zither warlock’s forced control landed, there came the skill: Blood Demon’s Awakening!

The blood warrior who could no longer be targeted had neared Eurostar.

Eurostar felt a chill at his back. It was clearly taking place on the other side of a screen, but he could smell the scent of blood.

“Fight.” Fu Li’s deep voice rang in his ear.

Eurostar came back to his senses and found that all of the zither warlock’s heals were concentrated on him.

His health bar rose and fell even as damage rained down on him.

Eurostar didn’t think about anything. He couldn’t see anything, and he couldn’t spare any attention to care about anything!

He wanted to fight the blood warrior, he wanted to survive, and he wanted to lead TPT to win this game!

The blood warrior fell!

Close had been killed!

Did TPT have a chance to turn things around?

No…

Resurrection armor kicked in, and Close made use of the phantom’s shadow to launch a blood cut, taking away Eurostar’s life.

Eurostar also had resurrection armor, but the two seconds it took to resurrect was too long for him.

The other four from FTW had already rushed forward with flame bombs and rain arrows as the immortal thief broke through their defenses, and finally launched ten thousand swords in the sky…

The aftermath of this explosive damage was enough to topple the seriously injured Eurostar and prevent him from getting back up again.

System Announcement––

TPT.Star killed FTW.Close.

FTW.Quiet killed TPT.Star.

FTW.Quiet killed TPT.Du.

FTW. Quiet killed TPT.Rock.

FTW.Quiet killed TPT.Jili.

FTW.Quiet killed TPT.Auroral!

FTW.Quiet pentakill!

The entire audience stood up, applause filling up the skies. The waves of sound from the 30,000 people in the audience grew louder each time, resounding through the sky!

Trading one for five.

FTW won the game.

2021’s national champion had been crowned!

The competition was over. This glorious 3-0 record showed the awakening of the kings of the China competition zone.

The Team of Gods was gone.

But FTW had been reborn!

After taking off his headphones, Wei Xiao pounced into Lu Feng’s arms and hugged him tight.

Bai Cai leaned over excitedly to join the hug, while Yue Wenle was left in a daze he couldn’t recover from. Ning Zhehan burst out into tears.

Chen Feng and Tang Chen strode over with large strides and hugged the five people on the stage.

The lights lit up, bright and shining.

The five players from FTW were bathed in glory!

On the other side, TPT remained in a daze in their seats. Eurostar’s face was pale, big tears rolling down one by one. His voice was choked, “Sorry.”

To his left, Fu Li took off his headphones and reached out to rub the top of his hair.

Eurostar’s tears flowed even more fiercely. “Sorry, I didn’t listen to you.”

Fu Li leaned back in the e-sports chair. “You did a great job.”

Eurostar’s back stiffened, his eyes opening wide.

The corner of Fu Li’s lips pulled down, and he spoke in a low voice, “I’m not the only person in TPT…”

The venue was noisy, and the stage was bustling, but the five people in TPT all heard his voice.

Du Yi reached out an arm and embraced him.

Zhuang Ruishi and Wei Ji also got up to move closer.

The five people gathered together. Fu Li’s voice was a little hoarse as he finished his words, “TPT also has you guys.”

TPT wasn’t only Fu Li. There were also Eurostar, Du Yi, Zhuang Ruishi, and Wei Ji!

“Next season…” The five spoke in unison, “We’ll work hard together!”