Chapter 123: If you stay in FTW, youll never be able to surpass Yuan Ze! (2/2)

FTW’s line-up wasn’t bad, either: Blood warrior, Flying thief, Fire mage, Holy priest, Storm hunter.

Chen Feng’s expression grew heavy after he stepped down from the stage.

The camera inadvertently switched to him, and quite a few viewers in the audience noticed his expression.

“Why does Queen Chen look so serious?”

“FTW’s line-up is pretty good.”

“Using the flying thief against the berserker thief is a good call. He can run away even if he can’t beat win; FTW’s side also has the fire mage and storm hunter for additional DPS, so the line-up should be very stable.

“Wait a minute… God Le’s storm hunter…”

“Ummmm, I’m a little worried.”

Yue Wenle’s storm hunter was very dazed. If it encountered a team that tended to play steadily, he could attack and kill until the other side’s mothers wouldn’t even recognize them. But when he met with a reckless team, he would expose his weaknesses and end up ganked until he exploded on the spot.

During 3U and FTW’s countless training matches together, Asleep had pressed Yue Wenle down and smeared him all over the ground before.

However, when faced with the berserker thief, he would die even more miserably if he didn’t take the storm hunter.

The range of the berserker thief’s scythe was too long, and when the marksman with limited mobility was hooked by it, it could only perform a health bar vanishing skill on the spot.

The audience made many guesses, but Chen Feng’s own heart was as clear as a mirror.

It was 3U forcing them to use the storm hunter, and also that they could only use the storm hunter.

But this didn’t mean that FTW would lose, unless the top and bottom lanes collapsed at the same time, and Wei Xiao had no way to provide support. If that happened, then it would be a big problem.

The top lane…

Chen Feng stared at Tang Chen. He couldn’t see the slightest difference in his wheat-colored skin. He still had the same careless, unconcerned appearance that he’d always had as he guarded FTW day after day for years.

The game began, but Chen Feng couldn’t focus on the canyon.

He was biting the nail on his thumb, and his heart was a mess.

Tang Chen……

The player who’d stayed in FTW for the longest time. He’d joined the team two years before Close, and played competitively with Chen Feng for a year.

Later on, Yuan Ze and Kim Sung-hyun had joined the team, and Tang Chen had become the team’s substitute.

Chen Feng played with them for one year, but he really couldn’t keep up with the pace. He applied for retirement and went to join the coaching team.

Then, Close had joined the team, and Tang Chen continued as a substitute.

During FTW’s most glorious year, seven people had gone up to the stage to hold the championship cup.

The coach, the five starters, and the substitute Tang Chen.

Everyone focused on the five dazzling people and occasionally shone some light on the coach, but nobody would ever pay attention to Tang Chen.

The Team of Gods’ substitute, the substitute who never had the opportunity to play, yet always remained at the peak condition, keeping guard over their backs.

At the time, Chen Feng had asked Tang Chen, “… Do you want to transfer?”

Under the brilliant aura of the five starters, Tang Chen’s light had been completely hidden.

But Chen Feng knew that Tang Chen was very strong. He was hard-working, and he often trained for even longer than the starters. His operations and game consciousness were both very good, and especially with that big heart of his, it was something that many players wished for but couldn’t encounter.

If he hadn’t encountered those five, Tang Chen would definitely be able to show off his own brilliance on the field.

Unfortunately… the Team of Gods was too dazzling.

At the time, Tang Chen had laughed easily, “Why would I want to transfer? You guys are so good to me.”

Indeed, this silly man attached a lot of importance to relationships. He remembered every little bit of kindness shown to him in his mind.

Later, the Team of Gods disbanded, and Close, who’d bought the team, had given everyone a chance to leave freely if they wanted.

Chen Feng had chosen to stay, but he hadn’t wanted Tang Chen to remain.

He’d said to the top-laner, “Go to TPT, they’re short on top-laners. You’ll have a better future there!”

But Tang Chen hadn’t hesitated to say, “Then what about Close? He lacks everything.”

Chen Feng reminded him, “If you stay in FTW, you’ll never be able to surpass Yuan Ze!”

This was an indisputable fact. Every new starter that filled a position in the new FTW would be under great pressure.

Tang Chen couldn’t surpass Yuan Ze, and the mid-laner couldn’t surpass Xie He. The marksman couldn’t surpass the records that Kim Sung-hyun had left behind, and the support player wouldn’t be able to copy the legendary Yan Jiang.

Chen Feng felt heartache for Tang Chen and hoped that he could fight for himself for once.

Tang Chen saw through his thoughts, “I can’t go, you guys need me.”

So he’d stayed and given up a new beginning, carrying an unresolvable burden and fulfilled his oath––

Guard Close.

Guard FTW.

Guard the team’s new players.

The top lane was lonely, but also powerful.

He held down the fort there, a solid back that Close could trust.

The first year…

The second year…

FTW had never been able to achieve good results. In the 5v5 game, two people weren’t enough to hold up the battlefield,

Until the third year, when Tang Chen really helped up the championship cup, this careless and easygoing man burst into tears.

It was only a domestic championship, but it had really belonged to him.

And it was also the last championship of his career.

However, Tang Chen had seen both the hope in the rise of FTW and their near future.

He applied for retirement and left his position to a stronger newcomer. He would continue to guard FTW from behind the scenes.

Was Tang Chen reconciled with that?

Unfortunately, his age and body wouldn’t give him a chance to be unreconciled.

His state was deteriorating, so he’d chosen to retire responsibly.

During the winter training camp, Tang Chen and Chen Feng had stayed in the same room. Chen Feng knew better than anyone that this guy couldn’t let go.

He couldn’t put down the competition, couldn’t put down the battlefield, couldn’t put down FTW.

So, when Close came to find him, hoping that he could play for another regular season, Tang Chen had quickly agreed.

That night, this big man who was smiling and laughing all day long said to Chen Feng, “Old Chen, what if I end up dragging these boys down?”

It was the first time Chen Feng had seen him like this. He lit a cigarette for him, “What are you thinking? It’s just a regular season.”

Tang Chen’s eyes were very bright, “Wei Xiao wants first place.”

Chen Feng: “Him? He even wants to pluck out the moon from the sky.”

Tang Chen: “I want to help him get first place.”

Chen Feng: “……”

Returning back to the game, back to the familiar canyon, guarding FTW once again. Tang Chen wanted to win more than anyone else.

This was the last competition of his career. He was very happy to be able to participate in the new FTW.

xiin: we learn a little more about Tang Chen~