Glory [e-sports]

Chapter 83.2: Suddenly, Lu Feng seemed to realize something.

In the mid-lane, he helped Ning Zhehan suppress their opponent, then he went down to the bottom lane to help Yue Wenle kill the other side’s marksman.

Bai Cai stayed in the bottom lane and protected Yue Wenle constantly. Wei Xiao became another support player in the team, providing vision in the jungle, reporting the enemy’s position, and catching people like crazy.

The rhythm of this series of moves was too fierce, and OD found it a little difficult to catch their breath.

Zhou Xingfei stared fixedly at the screen and said, “Don’t panic. His bottom jungle zone is mine. Our resources are stable!”

The disadvantage of Wei Xiao catching people everywhere was that he couldn’t control his own jungle.

Zhou Xingfei stared at the economic panel, watching as his own immortal thief continuously accumulated wealth, gradually surpassing the power thief.

Two thousand.

As long as he could have 2000 more farm than the power thief, he would be able to crush this arrogant and domineering Quiet!

He’d wait until he had three full pieces of equipment. The immortal thief who had explosive damage gear would definitely be able to call up the storm and stir up the winds.

Zhou Xingfei didn’t want to lose. He’d already lost once, and if he lost again this time…

He absolutely couldn’t lose!

This was a newcomer king who’d never been on the battlefield. Why was he better than him!

Zhou Xingfei hated Wei Xiao.

It wasn’t just because of the trap from last time, but also due to old resentments from nearly two years ago.

When he first met Bai Cai, Bai Cai had said to him, “Last year’s newcomer king is much stronger than you are.”

At the time, Zhou Xingfei had cursed Wei Xiao in his heart, but in order to flatter Bai Cai, he could only desperately try to endure and go against his heart to coax Bai Cai, “I will try hard, I’ll become just as strong as he is!”

What was so strong about him?

He was a piece of trash who’d fled, a piece of trash who didn’t even dare to face the competition arena!

How could he lose to such a guy?!

How could he lose to a guy that the idiot Bai Cai valued so much?!

Finally, Zhou Xingfei accumulated enough farm, enough to kill Wei Xiao.

He stopped clearing out jungle monsters and snatching lane soldiers like crazy, and started to lie in ambush in a place where the power thief had to walk past.

He had 2000 more farm than Wei Xiao.

He had one more piece of completed equipment than Wei Xiao did.

He had set up the ambush ahead of time.

He would definitely be able to kill him!

The audience in the scrolling comments were all caught up in the moment––

“It’s over, it’s over, the dog Zhou Xingfei wants to ambush my God Q.”

“The power thief’s farm is over 1000 gold less than the immortal thief’s. He can’t win!”

“In this game, Wei Xiao was really amazing. He gave all the resources to his teammates, and Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle have almost been raised up into fat piggies by him.”

“So, he’s going to be hammered into the ground by Zhou Xingfei.”

“Shit, I don’t want to see it. Aggrieved.”

“Trash Zhou Xingfei, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If he’s got the skills, go to the top lane and mess with my great demon king, hey.”

“Calm down, previous poster. Zhou Xingfei’s just bad, not stupid.”

“The great demon king is number one in resources, with 2000 more gold than the immortal thief. Mess with him? Zhou Xingfei might as well go directly to the Pacific Ocean and feed the fish.”

“Reasonably speaking, I think that Zhou Xingfei has already lost his mind. He’s been staring at Wei Xiao the whole time, but OD is clearly already done for in this game…”

All three lanes had collapsed. Could a single Zhou Xingfei turn the tables?

So what if he killed Wei Xiao? Wouldn’t he just end up surrounded and beaten to death in return?

What’s more, would he even be able to kill Wei Xiao?

Wei Xiao entered the area.

After waiting for so long, Zhou Xingfei’s fingers were trembling slightly. He used a movement skill and arrived right in front of Wei Xiao, and his second movement skill knocked the power thief dizzy. The combo attack that he’d suppressed for so long exploded out, instantly sending the power thief into critical health.

The camera cut to Wei Xiao. Wei Xiao’s expression wasn’t even the slightest bit flustered. His fingers flew over the keyboard as he skillfully manipulated the hero to avoid taking damage. He moved to the side to fight back, and even though his health bar had dropped to a red sliver, he was still calmly keeping himself alive.

This face of his was too photogenic. Adding on his expression and attitude, the audience’s goodwill bar filled up instantly.

Well done, young man!

On the screen, the power thief was still left with only a sliver of health, but the immortal thief had also lost more than half of its health.

Reasonably speaking, as long as the immortal thief’s blade swept across lightly, the power thief would be done for.

Who could’ve known that at this very critical time, the power thief would throw out a ground stab.

The commentator reacted immediately, “He’s going to counter kill!”

“The immortal thief has already used up all its skills. He obviously underestimates the power thief’s tankiness and didn’t think that he would fail to kill him after using up an entire set of skills.”

“The immortal thief’s sword didn’t land, and he’s been caught by the ground stab!”

The power thief who now had an ultimate move could strengthen its ground stab. The immortal thief lost control completely, the hero moving towards the power thief without any resistance.

The audience in the scrolling comments also had their hearts in their throats, “That’s not good, once the immortal thief gets close, he can simply stab the power thief to death with a light poke.”

“F*ck, the great demon king clicked teleport!”

“OD’s top-laner is coming over, too!”

“Things are exciting now. FTW and OD have all gathered together!”

“Even if the immortal thief kills the power thief, he’ll definitely die.”

“Not only that, this is going to be a huge group war!”

Almost in the blink of an eye, the immortal thief came close to the power thief, its loss of control still in effect. However, Zhou Xingfei wasn’t panicked, because based on his current health volume and the power thief’s DPS ability, it was impossible for him not to be able to kill him.

He could kill Wei Xiao, he could definitely do it.

There was a gold flash, and Close dropped down from the sky.

Zhou Xingfei’s heart stuttered, but he said in the team chat, “I’m definitely dead, but I can still take Wei Xiao down, and Close’s health won’t be healthy, either. We can fight this group battle!”

From a normal point of view, there was nothing wrong with his judgement. Unfortunately, his opponents weren’t very normal.

The immortal thief regained control and swept out with its sword. The power thief who was at critical health fell to the ground.

Close’s scarlet blade stabbed out, and the immortal thief was killed.

At the same time, the power thief stood back up again.

The commentators could see the situation much clearer than the audience could, “Resurrection armor!”

“One second before the immortal thief’s blade swept over, the power thief sold its black blade and forcibly obtained the resurrection armor.”

“This loss is too big. He can’t deal DPS even if he stands back up again.”

“Could it be…”

“FTW wants to end the game!”

At first, the OD team members who’d come over to provide support weren’t panicked.

Although they’d been killed many times in the early stages, their farm hadn’t dropped too far behind. Zhou Xingfei’s ambush on Wei Xiao had not only killed the power thief, but also forced out the blood warrior’s ultimate move.

From this perspective, OD had the advantage.

After winning the group fight, OD could turn their disadvantage into victory.

But…

The power thief wasn’t dead.

He had even sold his core DPS equipment and bought the resurrection armor ahead of time.

This was very crazy, it was too crazy.

It had to be known that one would lose half their money if they sold a piece of completed equipment during the game. For example, the power thief had used 2000 gold to buy the black blade, and sold it for only 1000.

His farm was already very low. Without DPS, and having wasted 1000 gold, what was the point in standing back up again?

What was the point of a power thief in straw sandals using resurrection armor at all?

Wei Xiao used practical actions to tell everyone––it was of great use.

He used a single ground stab and gathered together three of OD’s players.

Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle’s DPS smashed down together.

The three people from OD had confused expressions on their faces.

Wei Xiao spoke excitedly, “Captain, I want to see you take a pentakill!”

Lu Feng: “Alright.”

The blood warrior bathed in blood. Surrounded by a bloody mist, the scarlet longsword seemed to darken into a deep black color.

The blood warrior, whose farm was the highest in the entire field, who had a full set of equipment and could deal massive DPS, cut down the three people from OD with one knife.

This left the OD who’d just taken an entire wave of damage in the face completely stunned.

This wasn’t a blood warrior, it was a f*cking devil, ahhhh!!!

System Announcement––

FTW.Close double kill.

FTW.Close triple kill.

FTW.Close quadrakill.

FTW.Close pentakill!

OD, wiped out.

Not to mention the scrolling comments in the live broadcast, even the teams at the banquet hall sucked in a breath.

The commentator raised his voice and said, “Congratulations to Close on getting a pentakill!”

“The first pentakill in winter training!”

“Congratulations to FTW for winning the game!”

After killing off everyone on the opposite side, FTW pushed all the way to the OD crystal and rushed into the top three of the prize pool competition.

After exploding the other party’s resurrection crystal, Wei Xiao looked at Lu Feng, “Captain!”

Lu Feng turned to look at him.

Wei Xiao’s lips moved.

Lu Feng’s pupils contracted. He remembered now.

During that game in the bronze segment when they’d been messing around…

Lu Feng had used the fire mage and gotten the easiest pentakill ever.

The youth’s pleasant voice had penetrated into his heart through the headset––

The pentakill is yours, and you belong to me.

Suddenly, Lu Feng seemed to realize something.

xiin: getting sooo close~