Chapter 205.2: Antagonistic Lu came online. (1/2)
On May 30th, the European championships began. There was no doubting which teams were fighting for first place––Y1 and EVE.
Xiang Liu directly opened up a meeting room, and L&P and FTW’s starters went to watch the game together after their training matches. It was a very lively scene.
Yan Jiang and Xie He were old rivals, and these two teams had played against each other countless times.
It wasn’t obvious who had the upper hand, and it really depended on how they developed in the game.
Fans in Europe were shouting excitedly, waves of sound rising and falling. The level of excitement they held for the game was akin to watching a football game.
When Y1 appeared on the stage, the camera gave Yan Jiang a fixed shot. This unsmiling man didn’t even look at the camera, walking on stage coldly, and sitting down coldly. It was as though he wasn’t participating in the finals for their competition zone, but rather playing a game in the training room at their base.
Yuan Ze: “There’s really no one who can match God Yan’s mentality.”
There was more mockery in his tone than respect.
He was once their captain, but was now addressed as God Yan. There were a whole lot of subtle emotions hidden in between the lines.
The EVE Players came out after that.
Europeans were generally tall. EVE’s top-laner was 1.9 meters tall, and he looked like a gym coach in the team uniform with his burly figure. Their jungler, support, and marksmen were all over 1.85 meters tall, and their support was a two hundred pound fat brother who looked like a mountain standing beside Xie He.
This sudden drop in height in their formation had initially led to laughter in the arena when they first appeared.
Now…
The venue burst out into explosive cheers as soon as this 1.7 meter Xie He came up onto the stage.
Did height matter? Their God Xie’s aura was 2.8 meters tall!
Wei Xiao quite admired Xie He. It was really difficult for a Chinese player to gain such popularity in Europe.
He wouldn’t have been able to defeat that deadly prejudice without absolute strength that went against the heavens.
Xie He had to put out far more effort than an ordinary player, using days and nights of hard work and effort in order to garner such amazing cheers.
The BP segment went by quickly, with both coaches standing behind their respective star players.
Yan Jiang and Xie He remained silent the whole time, saying nothing and making people wonder about how they communicated with their team.
Actually, those who were familiar with them already knew that there wasn’t any need for them to say anything. One of them was a support king, and the other was a mage king, and their line-ups were completely dependent on their teammates and their enemies.
They were able to play out explosive results no matter what the coaches gave them; this was the strength that belonged to the Team of Gods.
They weren’t all-rounder kings who could play all professions, but they were all-rounder kings within their own positions.
Rather than having broad but unrefined ability, it was better to strive for excellence!
Xie He displayed the strength of a real mage king in the first match, performing so well that he made Ning Zhehan and VIVI fall into a daze.
Every position in Glory was important. As long as they wanted to perform, as long as they had the strength, it was possible to fly up.
Xie He’s linkage across the whole map made people’s blood boil from watching it.
After clearing out a wave of lane soldiers, he went to the top lane to provide support, forcing Y1’s top-laner to be seriously injured even if he didn’t die. He launched another assault when he returned to the mid-laner, forcing Y1’s mid-laner to retreat. When he sensed that there was movement in the jungle zone, he calculated their vision accurately and slipped away, long gone even before Y1 had made their move.
However, the bottom lane… he didn’t go there because Yan Jiang was there.
Reasonably speaking, they should gank the marksman until they had no way to develop in the early stages, but Xie He understood Yan Jiang too well. He’d remained in the bottom lane just to lure him over.
As soon as EVE’s focus shifted there, the group fighting machine Yan Jiang would be able to beat them back into seclusion.
This confrontation between old opponents was really brilliant.
The laymen were just watching the excitement, but those who were insiders really saw much more.
FTW’s large conference room was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping would be able to be heard.
No one spoke, and they wished they didn’t even have to blink, afraid to miss out on a single glorious moment.
EVE won the first game thanks to Xie He’s multi-directional assault.
Don’t judge based on how Y1 had lost; everyone understood in their hearts that Yan Jiang warmed up slowly. Or, it could be said that the whole of Y1 was slow to warm up.
They didn’t have a ‘high impact’ player like Xie He on their team, and it took time for them to get into the right state.
When they encountered weak teams, they would basically be ready halfway through the first match. But when they were up against their old counterpart EVE, Xie He, who deeply understood their situation, would never give them the time they needed to ‘wake up’.
Winning one match was better than nothing. Whoever took that lightly would be stupid.
The atmosphere in the entire canyon was different for the second match.
Xie He was still attacking everywhere, but his success rate had already dropped sharply.
The state of the four people in Y1 had already been mobilized. During the middle and later period, as Yan Jiang teamed up with any of the players in any position, EVE began to find themselves in a tight spot.
Wei Xiao whispered to Brother Cai, “Do you see that?”
Brother Cai was seeing too much, and his vision was dazzled!
Wei Xiao reminded him, “Vision!”
Bai Cai nodded. “It’s very tricky.”
Wei Xiao: “There’s a lot to learn from. We’ll go over the replay later.”
Bai Cai said seriously, “Yes!”
Regardless of whether it was Eve or Y1.
Although they each had their own pillars, the other four players from each team were also strong players in their own right.
Ordinary players might not even be able to keep up with Xie He’s support. Let alone achieving a good effect, accidentally sending Xie He off to his death would be a standard occurrence.
The vision Yan Jiang provided was tricky and precise, but if Y1’s four people didn’t have enough game awareness, they may not notice it at all and miss out on those fleeting opportunities.
There was no doubt that both teams were teams that had already trained up to a certain extent and had a lot of experience under their belts.
Yan Jiang and Xie He’s so-called exceptional playing was labelled as such because they drove their team’s rhythm, like a strong stabilizing force or a wind vane that could provide enough information to help their teammates.
Y1 won the second match.