Glory [e-sports]

Chapter 242.1: I couldn’t deal DPS. How could we win?

translator: xiin

editor: apricot

After getting to their seats, Little Ning rubbed his hands.

Wei Xiao slanted a look at him, “Nervous?”

Ning Zhehan: “A-a-a-a-a little.

Wei Xiao was amused. “What did you say about winning any game is considered as having gained something?”

Little Ning: “I was young and arrogant. I’ve calmed down now.”

He could still snark. That kind of thing wasn’t a big deal.

Chen Feng smacked each of them once, telling these bratty children to settle down a bit.

Being nervous was a given. How could they not feel the slightest bit flustered?

It wasn’t like they were Little Lunatic Wei!

However, this tension was controllable, and it was even beneficial to their play. It could mobilize adrenaline, help them concentrate, and keep them in a highly-focused state. This was a good thing.

Along the way to this point, granny gray had also become a mid-laner king who’d been tempered through thousands of trials and wouldn’t end up as the weak link now!

Yue Wenle was alright. He’d always been slower to react, and everyone understood that. They just had to prepare potato chips for him when leaving the base, and he would chomp on them on the way over, in the backstage lounge, and before going up onto the stage…

Brother Liu really lived up to his reputation as the FTW nanny and always got the amount just right. If there was too much, then President Le wouldn’t be able to finish them all and wouldn’t be able to bear parting with them, but if there was too little, then President Le would feel it was a shame there wasn’t enough. So, Brother Liu would set it up so that he would run out of potato chips just as FTW’s battle song started playing. Like this, Yue Wenle would be like a boxer who’d finished his rest time and was filled with fighting spirit when he went up onto the stage!

Without mentioning anything else, he could maintain this state for at least three matches, which was when halftime would kick in.

Brother Liu wanted to express that there would always be enough potato chips, and President Le didn’t need to panic!

Chen Feng often suspected that this cub of his was transmuted from potato chips. Otherwise, why would he be so fascinated with them?!

Brother Cai wasn’t nervous. Why was that?

Because FTW had already had a discussion about it before they left.

The topic of their discussion had naturally been the battle of freedom.

Chen Feng: “Are we using the soul warlock system?”

Brother Cai’s face turned very pale as soon as he heard this. He was so nervous that he wished he could slide from his chair to under the table and cover his head with an iron pot while he was at it.

Little Lunatic Wei was clearly the core of the soul warlock system, but the white cabbage was the one who was cowering the most.

Chen Feng stared at him.

Brother Cai: QAQ!

His jungler king rescued him from this encirclement. “It’s not very suitable.”

At this moment, Wei Little Xiao was like Bai Caicai’s reborn parent, his life-saving benefactor, and he would repay him with his bod… ah, no, Brother Cai was being presumptuous!

Chen Feng had been worried about this too. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have phrased it as a question.

The L&P team was quite special, particularly for FTW. They were the team that restrained FTW the most out of last year’s top four.

When it came to Pro’s marksman system, Lu Feng and Wei Xiao might be able to beat out a bloody path if they went up together.

With EVE’s mid-lane core system, although Ning Zhehan would be under great pressure, Wei Xiao was very good at reaching and cutting down c-positions. If he bit at Xie He and didn’t let go, then it would be difficult to determine who would win or lose.

As for Y1…

Well, they were hard to deal with, but their style was different from L&P.

If a comparison had to be made, then Y1 was a shield, and L&P and FTW were both spears.

Shields could stop spears.

And spears could also pierce shields.

It all depended on whether the shield was stronger or if the spear was sharper.

However, things got awkward when it was a double spear battle like L&P and FTW. They both had strong junglers, they both had daddies in the top-lane, and they were both overlords of the jungle as well as masters at controlling the game’s rhythm…

When it came to a battle, then whoever sucked more would lose.

Of course, things weren’t so absolute. The game still relied on tactics.

But no matter how they changed their tactics, their top-jungler core systems couldn’t be changed.

In fact, regardless of whether it was L&P or FTW, their mid-lane and bottom support players weren’t weak. They were completely able to carry the bulk of the weight in ordinary games, but when they came up against another top-jungler team…

Forget it, who didn’t know what Gary and Quiet were like!

One was a North American wild dog, and the other was a Chinese lunatic.

When they started biting at people, it was enough to leave behind psychological shadows!

VIVI, despite being a veteran, was also intimidated by Little Lunatic Wei, okay?

So, both sides only played jungler cores, and they could only try and find ways to suppress each other with their top-jungler systems.

These days, the FTW coaching team included Fu Li. The amount of hair that he’d lost was enough to really make his fans cry.

The battle of freedom was very important.

Winning the first game would set things off for a great start!

Their mentality would take a hit if they lost.

Setting up their mentality was tactically very important!

It was unknown how L&P was doing, but FTW was cautious and careful. They would absolutely never miss any opportunity.

Fu Li had also been in the conference room. He suggested, “It’s safer to take a double thief line-up in the battle of freedom.”

Chen Feng’s eyebrows twisted together in a frown.

Wei Xiao agreed. “I vote for double thief.”

Brother Cai had tears in his eyes. He wanted to raise his hand, but was also afraid that the coach would beat him up. He could only watch on eagerly and wait for ‘guillotine’ to fall.

Fu Li had put deep thought into it before making this suggestion.

Chen Feng understood what he meant better than anyone else in the room.

Indeed, FTW’s soul warlock line-up had done well right from the start, showing momentum and style. It even represented the confidence of the China competition zone. Countless people expected them to take another soul warlock line-up and do another wave of heaven-defying operations, letting double stunts fly all over the canyon. However…

They weren’t up against IN, but L&P.

L&P was a steel blade and was definitely unafraid of hitting back.

The soul warlock line-up was essentially one where they fought everywhere over the map, however L&P was equally eager to fight with their opponents from beginning to end.

When it came to fighting, they weren’t afraid of any team in Glory.

In the global finals last year, Y1 had been able to win that last game due to Yan Jiang’s precise, computer-like commands.

And what was the core tenet of Yan Jiang’s command?

––Avoid head-on conflict and slowly nibble away at L&P’s flanks.

That game had left people’s hearts hanging in fright, and watching it had made their scalps feel numb.

L&P fans had been so angry that their liver and lungs were about to burst, and they’d cursed Y1 for a full three months.

Y1’s fans had also been terrified. How f*cking good did they have to be at fighting to force Yan Jiang to have to concentrate so much?

Therefore, it was very likely that L&P would destroy FTW’s soul warlock system.

It wasn’t that FTW couldn’t fight. From the moment Wei Xiao joined the team, FTW had already been destined to become a ‘lunatic’ team. If they could have a fight, then they would never waste time with words. If there was no fight to be had, then they would go find one!

If FTW wanted to win against L&P, they had to fight hard, and it would be a competition to see who could fight better.

However, that didn’t mean that they could be reckless.

The soul warlock line-up’s weakness prior to reaching level six was too big. Brother Cai could cope with an ordinary jungler, but he would simply explode on the spot if he went up against Old G.

If their jungle zone was completely occupied prior to reaching level six, then it would be too difficult for them to regain their rhythm after level six.

Especially when they were up against Gary…

It would be the equivalent of having Little Lunatic Wei go up against him in solo with only half of his health.

The two of them were already evenly matched. How could they fight if he sacrificed half his health before they even started?

Besides…

The soul warlock line-up was FTW’s killer trump card. It might not work against L&P, but it may be effective against c-position cores like EVE and Pro.

If they took it out now and let Yuan Ze and Old G beat it up until it collapsed into pieces, would they be able to still play out the same effect of the soul warlock against EVE and Pro even if they were lucky enough to make it into the semi-finals?

The pros and cons were right in front of their eyes.

It was obvious how they should balance things out.

Using the soul warlock against L&P would gain them nothing except pleasing the audience.

So… Chen Feng looked at Lu Feng. “Double thief.”

Lu Feng nodded.

The line-up for their battle of freedom was decided!

The double thief system was another one of FTW’s primary line-ups. Although it didn’t have the same element of surprise as the soul warlock and couldn’t completely unleash Little Lunatic Wei’s strength, FTW had enough power to compete with L&P in the early, mid, and late stages!

Close vs Marshal.

Quiet vs Gary.

The global showdown was about to begin!

The selection of talents for the battle of freedom went by very quickly since they had a plan. When the shadow thief and blood thief both appeared at the same time, the audience still felt that it was a fluke. “Eh, Caicai can play the blood thief?”

“The blood thief’s not bad. The other side’s Old G will definitely take the shadow thief. The blood thief’s strong blood sucking ability can resist the shadow thief’s light arcs…”

“That’s not right… the blood thief’s operations, um… It’s not that I’m looking down on my vegetable, but using the blood thief to play a support seems a bit exaggerated.”

“Oh my god, the holy priest!”

The audience woke up as soon as the holy priest showed up.

It wasn’t possible for Brother Cai to use the blood thief, it would never happen in this life! He could only use the holy priest’s bubble tune and other such skills!

The audience who had scrambled for tickets and stepped over thousands of troops just to see the soul warlock line-up were all seriously disappointed!

What about the agreed upon double thousand layers of clouds!

What about the agreed upon double stepping on raindrops!

What about the agreed upon double light arcs!

Not only did the live audience at the scene want to kick up a fuss, but the viewers in the live broadcast studio also started making trouble. “Laozi waited for two hours, and you’re showing me this?!”

“Laozi turned down a date with my girlfriend, yet as a result, you’re using double thief to mess with me?”

“Ahhhhh, I fought with my mother in order to get a cell phone, yet I’m unable to see the legendary double light arcs!”

This issue was also being discussed in the commentator booth.

This wasn’t the first time that Eurostar-star had sat here. He performed well and could answer and provide commentary without leaking anything by accident. There was no hint of the cowardly baby at all.

The other two commentators today were Brother Mouth and A-Light.

Brother Mouth asked, “Has TPT played against FTW’s soul warlock line-up?”

Eurostar smiled slightly. “Yep.”

Brother Mouth was curious. “How was it?”

Eurostar: “The grandmaster couldn’t kill me. Of course, I couldn’t deal DPS either.”

This one sentence amused many people. The fans who’d originally been clamoring to see the soul warlock calmed down as well.

These words were very interesting.

Wei Xiao wasn’t able to kill him even after the attachment, which was enough to show how timid the cowardly baby was.

Cowering so much that he couldn’t deal damage, who else would do that but him?

A-light asked, “Then, who won?”

Eurostar: “I couldn’t deal DPS. How could we win?”

His words caused another round of laughter.