Glory [e-sports]

When the gun landed on the ground, if he’d moved to the elemental shaman and smashed down a set of skills, he might have been able to take Yan Jiang down before he died, since the elemental shaman’s health wasn’t in a good state after throwing out so many totems.

Reasonably speaking, it was a major loss to trade a top-laner’s life for a support’s, but in this situation where Close’s death was inevitable, taking down anyone else’s life was still better than nothing. Not to mention that the man in front of him was Y1’s core.

If he could drag him down to die with him, he could at least hurt Y1’s momentum a little.

That was what Chen Feng and Tang Chen thought, and the four little ones from FTW thought so as well. Even Y1 thought this way.

Unexpectedly, Close stopped after playing out a set of skills. He originally should’ve continued poking at Yan Jiang with his spear gun, but instead, it shot out at an angle that went beyond their expectations.

Yan Jiang was stunned for a brief moment.

Y1’s jungler made a small sound.

They watched as the space warrior shifted, then landed after with his spear gun, his figure having shifted to a position behind the three players.

Y1’s top-laner reacted quickly enough and turned his warrior’s horse around, wanting to charge over and prevent Close from leaving.

There was a patch of bushes up ahead. Close picked up his spear gun and used another shot to move into the bushes, leaving their field of vision.

The death knight still wanted to pursue.

Yan Jiang: “Forget it.”

Death knight: “?”

Yan Jiang: “Take down the tower.”

Instead of wasting time on chasing Close, it was better to take down FTW’s first top lane tower.

On FTW’s side, Wei Xiao stood at the resurrection fountain and cheered for Close, “Captain is so handsome!”

Brother Cai: “……”

Wei Xiao: “I’m so angry, Captain Yan is breaking us up, we, this pair of mandarin ducks!”

Brother Cai’s premonition had been correct. Choosing silence in advance was the right choice!

Y1’s rhythm was very good, but FTW’s wasn’t bad either.

If this section was released out for various famous commentators to see, then they would definitely have a lot of material to boast with.

Each aspect of the fight was very detailed, and every detail was pushed to the extremes. It was extremely exciting.

But in the end, Y1 was dominant.

Yan Jiang’s real-time judgement ability was very strong, and giving up on chasing Close was the correct choice,

The death knight may not be able to catch up with the space warrior, but the three of them could definitely take down the first tower in the top lane.

One option had an unknown result, but the other was 100% certain.

If they really went after Close, they’d have fallen for his trap instead.

After one encounter that spanned from the lower jungle zone to the upper jungle zone, both sides suffered zero deaths, and the only loss was FTW’s top lane tower.

This was already the best result.

Even if it left FTW with an open wound.

After escaping with his life, Wei Xiao began to focus on developing.

He soon realized how those people who’d been controlled into seclusion by Yan Jiang felt during the opening game.

He couldn’t guess Yan Jiang’s position, couldn’t target his vision, and he was even less able to kill the teammates Yan Jiang was guarding.

When Wei Xiao went to support Ning Zhehan, Y1’s mid-laner wasn’t anxious or hurried and casually tossed out a skill, but it perfectly coincided with Yan Jiang’s control and beat Ning Zhehan up until ended up crying out, “What’s with this? It’s unrealistic!”

Wei Xiao also felt that it was unrealistic, but the reality was right in front of him.

Wei Xiao went to the bottom lane to cooperate with Old Yue and Brother Cai, but the problem was even more serious in this round. Y1’s bottom lane and support pushed the three players from FTW back until they had to hide under their own tower.

Bai Cai: “……”

Wei Xiao let out a long sigh. “It’s my fault, I was unable to brush out the light arcs.” Yan Jiang had interrupted his combo.

Bai Cai’s heart felt very uncomfortable.

Only by coming up against others from the same profession could one deeply realize the gap between others and themselves.

Even FTW’s impregnable top lane was now struggling.

Losing the first tower at the start of the game had given Close a lot of pressure.

Y1’s death knight was at the world champion level and wasn’t a three legged cat. Although he couldn’t pressure Close, he was still able to hold him down.

Holding down the great demon king was enough to create advantages for his teammates.

Wei Xiao tried to support Lu Feng many times, but as long as he showed any hint of it, Yan Jiang would instantly lead his teammates to attack the mid and bottom lanes.

Ning Zhehan and Yan Jiang weren’t weak. In fact, they were able to fight back and forth against their lane opponents, but they were unable to stop Yan Jiang.

The elemental shaman came and went like a shadow, and as long as they caught a glimpse of a totem’s shadow, they were done for.

Precise control where no skill missed.

Yue Wenle’s bad habits were about to show up again towards the end. “I’m going to kill him!”

When the ADC was only focused on killing the other side’s support, it was over even in a casual game.

30 minutes later, the severely fragmented FTW lost the game.

There was silence in the training room. Even Wei Xiao didn’t speak.

They’d lost.

As expected.

But their brains were still buzzing.

Was this the world champion?!

Was this the number one team in the world?

Was this the man who’d managed an incredible feat as a support and entered the Temple of Glory?

Very strong.

So strong that they couldn’t even summon the energy to feel upset.

FTW had also played with many other strong teams, such as L&P and Pro, during the winter training camp.

They’d lost before and had also been crushed then, but they’d never felt as powerless as they did this time.

It was as though they were punching against soft cotton. They hadn’t hurt the other side, nor had they harmed themselves, but there was an indescribable sense of frustration.

The game room stopped at the settlement panel. A word floated up in the chat box.

Yan: “Quiet.”

Quiet: “?” He didn’t want to talk to him.

Yan: “Keep working hard.”

Wei Xiao: “……”

After putting down these three words, Yan Jiang left the room. The training match was over.

Chen Feng clapped his hands and said, “Alright.”

Everyone came back to their senses with his call. Chen Feng tried to pump them up, “Your performance just now was very good. You have to know that Y1 was last year’s world champion, and it’s already great that we can play against them like this. There weren’t any big problems in this match, even if there are some small details that can be worked on. Y1 is a special team. Don’t be discouraged. The coaching team will do the follow up work and study the details, and we can definitely win next time!”

Ning Zhehan and the others had been psychologically prepared since a long time ago and were able to pull themselves together. Yue Wenle answered, “Mm.”

Wei Xiao was quite frustrated by Yan Jiang’s character.

When dealing with Old Dog Yuan, he could directly snark back, sniping at him until Yuan Ze wanted to span the ocean of distance between them and kill him.

But when dealing with Yan Jiang, he couldn’t say anything…

The other party hadn’t provoked him and hadn’t annoyed him. This sentence hadn’t been a taunt and was spoken very sincerely…

Wei Xiao looked at Lu Feng and caught a glimpse of his computer screen.

He’d already exited the game and returned to the game’s main interface.

The chat channel was at the bottom left of the game, and there was a red private chat message there––

Yan: “You haven’t changed. Quiet needs more freedom.”

Wei Xiao stilled briefly.

Lu Feng had already switched out of the game interface. He slid his chair back and got up. “We’ll leave things like this tonight and rest early.”

Chen Feng agreed. “Alright, free activity time. Everyone should go to bed by 12 o’clock as tomorrow’s schedule is very full.”

The playoffs were about to begin, and they were very busy with training matches. Additionally, they also had to make posters and marketing videos, do interviews, and so on. They were extremely busy.

Lu Feng left the training room first. Wei Xiao thought about it briefly and didn’t go out after him.

The three little ones soon forgot about the match.

It wasn’t that they were thoughtless, but rather that they’d been psychologically prepared, and the impact from losing the game hadn’t been very big.

They’d be more impacted if they actually managed to win against Y1.

FTW wasn’t strong enough to win so if they’d really won, then Y1 would have been taking it easy on them.

However, this time, they’d been taken seriously by the world champions. In a reverse way, it had filled them up with fighting spirit.

The world championship wasn’t so far away anymore. It might take a bit of hard work, some catch up, but it wasn’t impossible for them to turn the tables!

Wei Xiao felt a little uneasy.

He hesitated for a while, but ultimately couldn’t help himself and sent Yan Jiang a private message.

Wei Xiao wasn’t the type of person who would hide and beat around the bush. He spoke frankly, “I’m very free.”

Yan Jiang was still online and naturally saw his message at a glance.

Wei Xiao felt that the momentum behind his words wasn’t strong enough and added, “In FTW, around the captain, I’m very free!”

These were words from his heart and were filled with energy!

Yan Jiang replied to him, but it was with another question, “What about Close?”

Wei Xiao stared at this red private message and felt a little stunned.

Yan Jiang didn’t say anything else.

Wei Xiao refused to be convinced by this, “The captain’s also very free!”

Why wouldn’t he be free? In the past, in FTW, he had to worry about the team and had to play jungler, but now that he was here, the captain could make his own choice and had the freedom to go up to the top lane!

Yan Jiang replied, “Freedom with shackles?”

Wei Xiao’s eyebrows twisted.

Yan Jiang spoke about something that Wei Xiao hadn’t thought about, “The head of FTW, shouldering the whole club, carrying everyone. Is he free?”

Wei Xiao felt like he’d been stabbed in the heart, but he refused to accept it. “These are responsibilities!”

Yan Jiang: “Mm.”

Wei Xiao bit down on his lower lip unconsciously and typed a little forcefully, “Should he have chosen to give up like you guys? Be like you guys, giving up on FTW, giving up on your former comrades, giving up on those who cared about you?”

Of the previous FTW, the old Team of Gods, only Close was left. Close was the only one carrying all these responsibilities!

They’d pulled out and gone their own way, leaving their past behind.

Yan Jiang’s each and every word stabbed right into the tip of Wei Xiao’s heart, “So Close gave up on himself.”

Wei Xiao was stunned.

Yan Jiang asked a question that he’d wanted to ask for a long time, “Do you like Close?”

Wei Xiao’s fingers trembled, “Yes.”

Yan Jiang: “Then why don’t you learn more about him?”

Wei Xiao’s fingers landed on the keyboard, but he couldn’t type out a single character.

Yan Jiang: “A person who is immersed in the past can’t win the future.”