Glory [e-sports]

These five teams weren’t the only teams in the global competition. The champion teams from other competition zones would also be watching.

If it was broadcast live, then they would have to choose between exposing tactics or entertaining the public.

Nobody wanted the former to happen, and the latter had no meaning when it came to training.

Little Lunatic Wei had racked his brains (not really) in order to get the top four teams to practice with him. It was something that would be difficult to buy even with money!

Xiang Liu didn’t bother Lu Feng with this matter and refused directly.

The other side thought that it was because they hadn’t offered enough money and continued increasing the price. Xiang Liu resolutely refused while covering up a heart that was bleeding from the loss of profits.

Brother Liu wiped away his sweat after hanging up the phone.

Wei Xiao really was a genius.

One set of flashy operations affected so many people’s hearts, livers, lungs, stomachs, spleens, and kidneys!

Without mentioning what was happening inside the training rooms, the countless people outside the training room all felt really aggrieved.

The capital daddies looked at the popularity on Weibo, and their money bags itched.

Glory’s old fans, new fans, passer-by fans, all these fans were looking forward to it and their hearts couldn’t help but itch unbearably.

However…

The live broadcast didn’t turn on, and the paparazzi couldn’t get in.

They couldn’t see anything!

The more they couldn’t see it, the more their hearts itched.

There would always be more of a commotion when they couldn’t obtain something. The popularity rose higher and higher, and there were many (talented) people poking their heads out as short stories emerged ceaselessly.

Someone guessed, “It must be the top four who wanted to play training matches and borrowed space from FTW. Who doesn’t know about how big the training rooms are and how good the equipment is at the FTW base? Shit, where does FTW get all that money from? Lu Feng’s competition results aren’t that good, but he really has some ability to make money. He should retire early and make way for others. Wouldn’t it be good to focus on capital?”

That last sentence was very provocative. There’s no need to repeat the back and forth that came after.

But many people agreed with this idea. “This must be the case. At the end of the day, aren’t these four teams the ones who’ll be competing for the championship this year? Making an appointment early is a way to get warmed up.”

“FTW is miserable, too. It’s been three years, yet they still have to serve those big daddies. Don’t come back after you’ve already left, hey! What a group of dogs!”

There were also people who spoke the truth, “There’s definitely training matches, but I don’t believe that it’s only between the top four. Our FTW must be among them. A training session between five teams, with the top four as accompanying trainers! It’s a group of big brothers showing Lulu respect!”

Although it was the truth, this suggestion was the one that got flamed the worst––

“Stop dreaming, okay?”

“Even fanfiction isn’t as daring as you. Here’s a pen, you go for it!”

“What are you thinking? Don’t be naive. And you’re even calling them big brothers… big brothers who stab people to death?”

“Whoever wants this kind of big brother can just take them. The great demon king doesn’t need this kind of thing!”

Unfortunately, the melon eating crowd were doomed to be unable to eat this delicious melon.

FTW and Y1 both entered the game after selecting their line-ups. Wei Xiao was nervous, alert, and combat-ready.

This was last year’s championship team. This was one of the strongest teams in the world. This was Yan Jiang, who was even more difficult to figure out than Fu Li!

Wei Xiao was excited. He was looking forward to facing a strong enemy, looking forward to having a full-on duel, and more importantly, he was also looking forward to climbing over mountains that others couldn’t conquer!

“There are 30 seconds before the enemy reaches the battlefield!”

The system voice rang out. A fierce battle was imminent!

Bai Cai: “Go into their jungle?”

Wei Xiao: “Of course.”

Brother Cai followed him, and they aimed at the other side’s blue jungle zone.

FTW positioned themselves in a zigzag manner before the lane soldiers arrived, spreading out their vision across the game.

The berserker thief was a hero who was strong at leading the rhythm in the early stages. Going into the opposite side’s jungle was a matter of course, and what FTW had to do now was to take a gamble.

That’s right, a gamble. The type that depended on luck.

In the early stages, there was no way for the shadow thief to fight against the berserker thief. If the two met, then the shadow thief would have to either run or die.

Hiding in their own jungle zone wasn’t an option, either. If they really let the berserker thief have the leisure to clean out the opposite jungle zone, then the shadow thief would be even slower to reach level six, prolonging the early stage of the game. Once the other side started a snowball effect, then the whole game would be lost.

So, the shadow thief also had to go into the opposing side’s jungle.

Why was this based on luck?

This all depended on whether or not they could stagger jungle zones with the crazy thief.

The canyon held upper and lower jungle zones. If the berserker thief entered FTW’s upper jungle zone, and the shadow thief went to Y1’s lower jungle zone, then they would be perfectly staggered. An even exchange of resources meant that the shadow thief would’ve earned in this transaction.

If the berserker thief entered FTW’s top jungle zone while the shadow thief attempted to enter Y1’s top jungle zone, then they would meet at the river, and there would be big trouble!

Couldn’t their choices be predicted?

It was really difficult.

For example, if Y1’s jungler Hai predicted that the shadow thief would start with the blue buff, then went into FTW’s top jungle zone.

And Wei Xiao predicted Hai’s prediction, then deliberately went to the bottom jungle zone.

Then, Hai once again predicted Wei Xiao’s prediction, changing directions towards the bottom jungle zone…

Opening up a row of Matryoshka dolls was useless. They could only gamble!

Wei Xiao’s luck was pretty good. He and Brother Cai didn’t find any trace of the berserker thief on their way to the red jungle zone.

Brother Cai felt a little strained. “Will they ambush us?”

Wei Xiao: “They shouldn’t.”

The game had just started. Clearing the jungle and grabbing resources was more cost-effective than deliberately ganking.

However…

Wei Xiao directly used a shadow attack on the red buff in order to speed up his jungle clearing speed.

“We still have to hurry up and ensure that they don’t surround us.”

They didn’t need to gank them, but they could encircle them.

Y1 must have entered their blue buff jungle zone. As soon as they saw that no-one was there, they would basically have guessed what path Wei Xiao took. As long as they were able to clear out the jungle zone one step faster, then Wei Xiao and Bai Cai wouldn’t be able to escape.

So, Wei Xiao wanted to finish off this wave of jungle creeps before Hai did, then retreat in a flash!

Wei Xiao’s ideas weren’t bad, and he was also very quick at clearing the jungle.

However, when he withdrew from Y1’s red jungle zone and arrived at the river––

Brother Cai sucked in a breath, “Old Wei!”

Wei Xiao didn’t need his reminder and was already shifting his positioning to avoid the totem.

Unfortunately, the elemental shaman’s totem wasn’t aimed at him, but rather at Bai Cai, who was in front of him to the left.

Brother Cai: “!”

There was nothing Wei Xiao could do about this, and nothing Bai Cai himself could do about it. He was a basically naked holy priest, and healing himself for the small amount that he could wouldn’t be enough for the berserker thief to even play around with.

At the moment when the elemental shaman controlled the holy priest, the berserker thief had already made use of the insect creep behind them to launch himself forward, locking his scythe accurately around the holy priest’s throat.

Brother Cai flew off into the distance.

Hai took First Blood!

Although the player he’d killed was FTW’s support position, the gold bonus from getting First Blood was considerable.

Wei Xiao managed to escape and sucked in a breath lightly. “We have to go over the replay properly here.”

How had the elemental shaman and berserker thief arrived so quickly?

And they’d bypassed the vision area that Ning Zhehan could see in the mid-lane.

He’d already cleared his jungle zone at the fastest possible speed, so why had Yan Jiang been able to block them?

They would only be able to find the answer in the replay.

Brother Cai was the type who would be strong when faced with the weak and cower when faced with the strong.

He’d always been a little afraid of Yan Jiang, and now that he was going up against him directly, he was a bit cautious and hesitant.

Wei Xiao knew him well. “Let’s try the berserker thief and elemental shaman together later.”

Brother Cai trembled.

Wei Xiao: “If we can’t get the same effect as Captain Yan, I’ll beat you to death.”

Bai Cai: “……………”

Yep, in order to deal with Brother Cai, one needed to be fiercer than their opponents.

This way, he’d be afraid of his teammates and unafraid of his opponents.

Brother Xiao was really worthy of being the little wife’s ‘true love’ jungler king. He had one trick after another when it came to training him up.

Bai Cai sat up straight. “Let’s finish this game first!”

The holy priest soon resurrected and arrived back at Wei Xiao’s side.

Although they’d only lost a support, this was in fact the beginning of their collapse.

Y1’s operation ability was really strong and worthy of envy.

They’d killed Brother Cai, and although they let Wei Xiao go, it had managed to reduce Wei Xiao’s jungle clearing speed.

After taking First Blood and clearing out their jungle zone first, Y1 had already arranged vision over the dragon pit.

The first little silver dragon that appeared in the canyon was of great strategic importance. If they could take it down, then the whole team would quickly rise up to level six.

Y1’s entire team would be at level six, while FTW still hovered at level 4 and 5. What would this mean?

It meant that the five people in Y1 would have ultimate moves while no one in FTW did!

If all three of FTW’s lanes collapsed in the later stages, then Bai Cai’s death would play out just as Yan Jiang had predicted.

As a bystander, Chen Feng could see this very clearly.

Why did some people call TPT a mini Y1? It was because both teams were strong operationally and would scheme endlessly from beginning to the end.

TPT’s flaw was that they were unable to suppress Close, and the overall quality of the team’s players was slightly weaker than FTW. Additionally, Fu Li was their mid-laner, and his overview of the situation was far less broad compared with Yan Jiang.

So, TPT had lost the finals.

But Y1 was different.

Top-laner Dxrus played the blood warrior very well and could stably trade attacks with Close while controlling the lane soldiers.

Lu Feng had taken a divine warrior, which tended towards support, and it was difficult for him to kill Dxrus. Of course, he also wouldn’t be suppressed; it was just that he wouldn’t be able to find the opportunity to explore the jungle zone vision.

Mid-laner Quas was able to string Ning Zhehan along.

Quas was a gentle looking Caucasian fellow with smiling eyes. He looked easy going and spoke like that big brother next door.

However, he was famous for his black-bellied play style in the mid-lane.

He wasn’t like a prickly thorn, wasn’t the type to face off directly, and he didn’t poke from a distance; he was black-bellied.

He smiled so harmlessly, and seemed so righteous and harmonious when clearing the lane, but once you fell into his trap, then you’d be left without even your bones.

After all, he was someone that Yan Jiang had trained up himself. If he didn’t have this level of ability, he’d have been sent to the water dispenser a long time ago.

When jungler Hai first made his debut, the Europeans had called him Little Close.

Hai’s original ID had started with the letter C. It was because others had called him that that he changed his ID name.

It was said that he was like Close, but that naturally wasn’t all because of his ID. It was because of his play style.

Silent, fierce, and unexpected; he could lead the rhythm of the game across the whole map. Every time Y1 played a game with the jungler as core, it would give people a sense of the Team of Gods––

Push fast and push hard while maintaining their advantage the whole way through.