Chapter 49.2: Our hard work paid off! (2/2)
Who was it for?
For Close?
Or perhaps it was for their own cruelty.
––For themselves, who’d given up their teammates, given up the team, and burned down the results of their efforts.
Yuan Ze didn’t participate in the singles competition. Was it for the sake of letting Close win?
No, he was just afraid to face Close.
Afraid to see a crushed Close.
Afraid to see a broken Close.
Afraid to see a Close who had been destroyed by their joint efforts.
Now…
This unexpected doubles game really let Yuan Ze experience something.
Close had never fallen.
He’d stood alone in the ruins and held up a bright stretch of sky on his young shoulders.
A vast and gentle blue sky that belonged to the new FTW and his teammates!
Avoiding a fight wasn’t true respect.
Yuan Ze spoke lightly, “Close, I will be signing up for the singles competition this year.”
Lu Feng was a little stunned, but his voice was calm, “Okay.”
Three years later, the Team of Gods was about to have a delayed, but genuine showdown.
It didn’t matter if they weren’t teammates.
They would do their best as opponents!
The doubles game ended with God Kim’s berserker thief coming to a full stop.
A high and mighty world champion, a high and mighty doubles competition king, a high and mighty Daddy Kim, lost in a complete mess.
Kim Sung-hyun spoke angrily, “I didn’t lose to the two of them. I lost to…”
He hadn’t finished saying the word ‘himself’, when Captain Li stabbed at his sore point, “Lost to the berserker thief.”
Kim Sung-hyun: “???”
Li Heran continued to stab, “Quiet’s berserker thief.”
Kim Sung-hyun was offended and sad, “Big bro!”
Li Heran turned his head to look at him, “Isn’t that the case? Quiet will be FTW’s new jungler.”
Kim Sung-hyun: “……………………”
As childhood friends, Li Heran knew him too well.
These words drew blood and stabbed right into the core of what was weighing on Kim Sung-hyun’s heart.
When he saw Wei Xiao’s berserker thief today, he’d thought of this almost instantly.
Lu Feng wanted to switch positions, and this little lunatic would become the new jungler.
That was why he was so persistent in trying the berserker thief. As a result, he ran into Yuan Ze and Lu Feng, and was tortured miserably.
Kim Sung-hyun let out a long breath and leaned back into his e-sports chair, “Ah, in the end, who was accommodating who?”
Did Close like to play jungler? Or, was it that when he joined the team, only the jungler position had been left for him.
As these big brothers of his who always said and expressed that they were accommodating him, had they really ever tried to understand him?
The first day of free matching was over.
FTW had a bumpy time of it, and their points put them in seventh place.
Lu Feng had played a total of seven games and scored 21 points.
Bai Cai and Wei Xiao had messed around and played recklessly and finally managed to barely survive with 6 points.
Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle’s luck had been as bad as barren, broken earth, and they had negative scores.
Chen Feng didn’t scold the two children. Little Ning wasn’t skilled enough to even enter the eyes of these beasts, and Yue Wenle was the type to let it all get to his head. It was normal for him not to have played well.
It was fine as long as there was improvement. Today was only the first day.
The top three on the scoreboard were: L&P, Pro, 3U.
The 3U team was very strong this year, and they had also been smart. They didn’t hammer themselves at the start of the session and had seized the time to double queue. The doubles team of Asleep and Cong Yi hadn’t lost a single game; they were unstoppable.
The top three in the rankings could choose a team for their training match.
For the sake of the prize pool, they should choose the fourth, fifth, and sixth place.
It was because these three teams had the most points. If they won against them, they could accumulate a bigger bonus pool.
All the teams thought so, and even the two little ones in FTW thought so.
Ning Zhehan whispered to Yue Wenle, “Brother Le, in a while, let’s continue to double queue.”
Although the free matching session was over, it didn’t prevent the players from continuing by going to score on the international servers.
After fighting against other professional players in the same lane, Ning Zhehan had finally realized how big the gap was and was eager to improve.
Yue Wenle: “Okay.”
As soon as the two people finished speaking, the selected teams were projected up onto the big screen.
The first three teams had submitted their choice through the app in advance, and it meant that their choices would appear at the same time.
L&P: FTW.
Pro: FTW.
3U: FTW.
Everyone at the scene was in an uproar, “???”
Wei Xiao was amused and elbowed Bai Cai, “Old Bai, look, our hard work paid off!”
Bai Cai: “………………………………”
It’s not ‘our’, it’s ‘your’!!!
xiin: pst, guys, there’s a CG giveaway event going on right now!