Glory [e-sports]

Chapter 241.1: It was like a bug!

translator: xiin

editor: apricot

Yuan Ze was so angry that his liver hurt. “Bring it.”

Wei Xiao: “?”

Yuan Ze’s fingertips didn’t itch anymore. He pressed down on his mouse with great strength, “I’ll show you if big brother can do it or not.”

Wei Xiao: “…………”

Yuan Ze sent Wei Xiao an invitation to a solo room.

Wei Xiao went in, and his first sentence was: “I have a boyfriend already.”

Yuan Ze was stunned, “?”

Wei Xiao: “If you keep harassing me, I’m going to go tell the captain!”

Yuan Ze: “……………………”

Who the hell was harassing you, ahhhhh!

Oh, it was that talk about whether or not he could do it.

But the little lunatic had clearly been the one who had started the topic!

This little bastard’s ability to put the blame on his victim was really at the world champion level!

These two sentences were enough to thoroughly provoke Yuan Ze once again. He didn’t think twice about locking in the death knight.

Wei Xiao thought about it for a while, then took the shadow thief.

The Old Dog Yuan who’d lost his head would definitely take the death knight. Although he would get hammered to bits if he used the shadow thief…

If he got hammered to bits, that was fine. How was he supposed to grow if he didn’t get beat up?

Yuan Ze saw that he’d taken the shadow thief when they entered the loading screen. His first sentence was: “Brat, you’re really not afraid.”

Wei Xiao warmed up his fingers. “Come on, let’s see exactly how good Teacher Yuan’s death knight is when it comes to doing it.”

Yuan Ze’s sentence ‘See if I can’t f*ck you to death’ was all typed out, but he didn’t dare send it.

This kind of crude language was used often amongst brothers, and Yuan Ze had ‘f*cked’ Kim Sung-hyun to death a countless number of times, but now…

He thought about how Wei Little Xiao was a man with a boyfriend.

Then, he thought about Lulu’s possessiveness.

Teacher Yuan, who sought to survive, calmed down. He deleted his words and changed them to: “See if I can’t screw you to death.”

F*ck, that wasn’t right either!

After waiting a long time with no reply, Wei Xiao grew elated. “Is Teacher Yuan afraid?”

Yuan Ze: “…………………………………………”

Don’t ask, if you ask, then his liver exploded from anger!

As the saying went, everything had its vanquisher. Old Dog Yuan had acted like a dog for half his life, but he’d finally met his natural enemy and was being dealt with cleanly.

Players went out with a full set of equipment in the new solo mode and just had to focus on their skills when they met their opponent.

Wei Xiao was very interested, and he was very focused on the game. This was a very rare opportunity.

If he could survive and stay alive under Scum Man Yuan’s death knight, then no one in all of Glory would be able to kill his shadow thief.

Except for Close, but Close couldn’t bear to kill him.

Oh, except for when they were in bed where Wei Xiao Xiao was always hopeful that he could bear to ‘kill him’ a bit.

Cough……

Stop!

Yuan Ze was also very serious. When faced with this familiar, yet strange shadow thief, it was difficult for him not to play seriously.

When the shadow thief first went live three years ago, FTW had quickly discovered that the upper limit for this talent was very high.

Talents with high upper limits were greatly valued in the professional arena. The club would definitely develop and train this talent.

As a new jungler layer, Close naturally had to practice it.

He trained with it in ranked games, in training matches, and was even more focused on it during solo.

Yuan Ze had always been very concerned about this little teammate and was afraid that he had depression, so he often teased him. “How about having big brother accompany you to solo?”

Close: “……”

Yuan Ze was direct and righteous. “I’m two years older than you, what’s wrong with calling myself big brother!”

Close frowned and stared at the screen.

Yuan Ze called him names in his heart like ‘Little bastard who’s too arrogant to place importance on anyone’, but his mouth said, “Come on, come on, Big Brother Yuan will carry you.”

Yuan Ze had just seated himself when Close sent over an invitation to a solo room.

That bit of emotional upset dissipated instantly. After he clicked on accept, he continued complaining in his heart. “What an awkward little brat.”

And then… that little brat almost beat him up until his head exploded!

In a sense, Yuan Ze really didn’t like Close.

He was a genius.

A genius who worked harder than ordinary people and didn’t leave them with any way to keep living!

Yuan Ze sucked in a breath. “These light arcs… is the upper limit so high?”

Eight light arcs? When other people’s light arcs stuck at six or seven…

Close finally replied to him. “It can be even higher.”

Yuan Ze raised his eyebrows. “Nine? That’s too exaggerated.”

Close invited him again. “I’ll give it a try.”

Yuan Ze: “………………”

What happened to Big Brother Yuan carrying him? This was him f*cking using big brother as a sandbag!

Yuan Ze started playing seriously. He hadn’t yet reached the point where he would be beaten by Little Lulu, who’d just started with the shadow thief and hadn’t yet accumulated enough experience to become the great demon king.

After getting even, Teacher Yuan was elated and felt that his blades hadn’t dulled with age. He hadn’t yet gotten slapped to death by the waves that came after him.

Close: “Again.”

Yuan Ze was very willing to abuse his little brother. “Bring it!”

They continued soloing and three hours passed before they knew it.

Yuan Ze stretched and was just about to say: Let’s go to dinner?

Close sent over yet another invitation.

Yuan Ze: “……”

Wasn’t he hungry!

Close wasn’t hungry, so Yuan Ze was even less hungry. How could Yuan Ze lose to his younger brother?

Another three hours later…

Yuan Ze: “Hey…”

Close just looked at him. “Tired?”

That light and floating tone (in fact, he’d always been like that), that arrogant appearance (which had also always remained the same), this expression that looked down on a fellow brother which angered him to death (this had also always been like that)… forget it, in any case, Yuan Ze always felt that Close was provoking him!

Teacher Yuan didn’t need to write a draft for his boasts. “You may not know but I once fought against the whole world on my own and soloed for seven times seven, forty nine hours straight, got it!”

Close: “Oh.”

Yuan Ze slanted a glance at him. “Don’t believe me?”

Close: “I believe you.”

Yuan Ze: “……” Couldn’t you just f*cking be surprised for a moment?

Then, Teacher Yuan finally saw this youth, who had facial paralysis, loosen his expression.

It wasn’t an expression of surprise, but he smiled slightly and finally looked like a 17 year old youth. Close said, “That’s good.”

Yuan Ze was stunned.

Close continued, “Forty nine hours should be enough.”

Yuan Ze: “???”

Forty nine hours was impossible. Old Dog Yuan was about to become an Old Dead Dog twenty four hours later.

Kim Sung-hyun woke up after going to sleep and came over to check in on them. “You guys are up so early.”

Yuan Ze had already lost half his life. “Morning…”

Like hell…

He didn’t even have the strength left to swear.

Kim Sung-hyun looked at their training time and was shocked. “You two have been soloing until now?”

Yuan Ze wanted to vent more anger than he had the energy for. “And we’ve been using the same talents.”

He wondered if he would end up feeling physiologically disgusted with the death knight in the future. In the last one or two hours, he’d been playing the death knight brainlessly, through pure mechanical operation. His hands had been moving faster than his brain.

Kim Sung-hyun looked at Lu Feng over his cup of milk. “This combo…”

He hadn’t yet finished his words when he almost dropped his cup of milk to the ground. Yuan Ze was equally shocked.

He stopped moving and forgot all of his operations. The death knight stood where it was and looked at the light arcs that covered half the canyon.

The two of them spoke in unison. “Nine… arcs…?”

Close breathed out softly and relaxed the grip he’d had on his mouse for a whole day and night. “Nine light arcs can really be done.”

Yuan Ze: “………………”

Kim Sung-hyun: “…………”

The look that these two big brothers had in their eyes when they looked at this ‘newbie’ could only be described as ‘thrilled’!

They’d seen those who were inhuman; for example, everyone in the Team of Gods were considered inhuman.

But it was really the first time that they, who were inhuman, had seen someone be inhuman to this extent!

FTW naturally held a meeting and studied such an earth shaking event for a long time. The data that the data analysts came up with was also very earth shaking.

The damage from the light arcs would continue to double.

The eight light arcs dealt twice as much damage as seven light arcs, and the nine light arcs dealt twice as much as the eight light arcs.

When it came to this amount of damage, the player could deal out huge DPS even if they were one piece of fully completed gear short.

Of course, if the farm difference was too much, then there would be a problem of breaking through the other party’s defense, but based on the Team of Gods’ advantages, would they let Close have the lowest farm in the arena?

Impossible!

As long as the team had advantages, then the shadow thief would be like a nuclear bomb, brushing out light arcs and leaving behind mushroom clouds everywhere!

Even if their opponents were only at the edges of it, even if five people shared the damage amongst themselves, or even if they moved and retreated, it wouldn’t work…

The damage dealt was too shocking, and the range was too wide…

It was like a bug!

Later on, the game developers did nerf the shadow thief. Unfortunately, nerfing other people’s shadow thief had little impact on Close.

The difficulty of brushing out light arcs increased. It was like a dream for ordinary people to brush out seven light arcs, and professional players had to rely on luck to brush out eight, but Clos was still able to brush out nine.

Many people weren’t satisfied with this, but Yuan Ze was really f*cking convinced.

Looking around the whole world, there were only a few people who had Close’s level of talent.

Players who could barely compare with him in terms of talent would lose to him when it came to effort.

How did that saying go? There was no need to be afraid of those who were smarter than you, but there was reason to be afraid of those who were both smarter and hard-working than you.

In that case, there was really no way around it.

So that was why Yuan Ze hated Close!

Especially after his solo win rate went from ten wins and eight losses to an even split, then four wins and six losses. Yuan Ze hated Lulu even more!

That was three years ago. Memories from the past rose to the forefront of his mind, as clear as if it had only been yesterday.

At the time, Yuan Ze’s words had been: “If i was the top-laner on the opposite side, I would’ve pressed you down to death a long time ago!”

Close: “Oh.”

Yuan Ze sighed. “Unfortunately, the only person who can defeat you is your teammate.”

Close: “Mm.”

Yuan Ze: “……”

F*ck, he’d gone on for a long time, yet it seemed like he’d been looked down on again!

Later on, they had really separated and really weren’t teammates any longer. They really became opponents, but he couldn’t find the same mood from before.

He wanted to beat Close.

Wanted to win against that little brat.

He wanted to prove his dignity as a big brother.

But… he’d already lost.