Chapter 210.1: An excuse to hug right out in the open! (2/2)

At the end of the day, Du Yi was a veteran player with a steady mentality. He joked, “Only the top in China? They’re the top in the world, okay? Those two are even stronger than Yuan Ze and Gary.”

The atmosphere in TPT’s lounge eased up as soon as those words came out.

Eurostar’s mood relaxed slightly, as well. His frown loosened and he looked at Fu Li out of the corner of his eyes.

Fu Li had his gaze lowered, his index finger against his chin. He was obviously thinking and hadn’t noticed their conversation.

Eurostar’s gaze darkened again.

The coach touched on some points from the match just now, his tone gentle and soft as if he was afraid of over-stimulating them.

When Fu Li finished thinking and looked up, their coach immediately shut up.

Everyone’s gazes moved to him. Fu Li said, “We can’t let go of the early stages. When fighting against FTW, we have to grasp the rhythm in the early stages.”

Zhuang Ruishi: “Mess with Ning Zhehan?”

Fu Li nodded and said, “Stone, keep your eyes on the top lane. Brother Du will follow me, and Star Cub, you take the storm hunter.”

Eurostar was stunned.

Fu Li didn’t look at him, but he raised his hand and pressed it lightly against the top of his hair. His tone was very light, “Protect yourself well.”

Eurostar’s Adam’s apple shifted as he responded seriously, “Yes!”

After the break ended, Fu Li got up. “Let’s go.”

This would be a tough fight.

After a whole season of tempering, FTW was undergoing rapid growth at every minute, every second.

It was very difficult to win against a team that was so full of potential.

But they were the only ones who could do it!

At the beginning of the second match, Wei Xiao could keenly sense that there was something going on even during the BP session with TPT. “Are they going to snatch up the immortal warlock?”

Chen Feng naturally sensed it as well. “Pay attention to the mid-lane.”

Ning Zhehan sat up straight and comforted himself, “I’m not scared of him!”

Wei Xiao laughed. “That’s right, our God Ning isn’t afraid of anyone!”

God Ning wasn’t able to keep the corners of his mouth from curving up.

Chen Feng flicked the back of Wei Xiao’s head. “Settle down.”

Wei Xiao deliberately cried out in pain, like it was really painful.

The camera showed their interactions, and the fans saw a happy and joking FTW. They all started guessing, “There’s no prize, but I’m guessing that God Q said something to make the brutal Queen Chen bonk him on the head?”

“What else could he be saying? He must be flirting blindly.”

“Flirting with who? With who? I’m betting my kneecaps that it’s the great demon king!”

“I’m taking those kneecaps, upstairs. It’s obviously not the great demon king. Just take a look at our iceberg Lulu, he’s clearly jealous.”

“Let me just interject for a moment, Close has a perennial poker face. How can you guys interpret so many emotions from it?”

“Take a micro-expression management class, and you’ll be satisfied with the sugar you get to eat.”

“What micro-expression management? It’s just taking knives as sugar, okay!”

“Don’t digress from the main topic. Let’s keep guessing. I’m betting that it’s Brother Cai. The Jungler King dotes on his little wife, this is great!”

“In that case, I’m going to bet on Old Chips.”

“I bet on Little Ningning!”

“Sigh, being a Quiet fan is great. He’s good with everyone.”

So what was the result of this contest?

Glory’s Mic Explosion King sent out an official scrolling comment, “The results will be announced after the game.”

So, there was a screen filled with 666 in the scrolling comments.

TPT had first pick in the second match. As Wei Xiao had predicted, they locked in the immortal warlock within seconds.

When it was FTW’s turn to choose, they could choose two heroes after TPT’s first pick.

What would they choose?

Chen Feng pondered it over, “If Fu Li is using the immortal warlock, then Eurostar will probably take the storm hunter. Do we want to lock it in directly?”

If Fu Li wanted to fight in the mid-lane, then it wouldn’t be a pure four protecting one system. Eurostar would need a talent that could protect itself, so the storm hunter was his best bet.

If FTW took the storm hunter first, then Eurostar would have other options, but they wouldn’t be as comfortable as the storm hunter.

However…

Wei Xiao asked, “Old Yue, do you want to use the storm hunter?”

Yue Wenle: “…… Anything’s fine.”

This pause couldn’t be hidden from Wei Xiao and Chen Feng.

Chen Feng: “Take the berserker thief first, then.”

Wei Xiao: “Alright.”

The storm hunter was left up for grabs. TPT wasn’t polite and took it right away.

The commentators looked at the line-ups and evaluated, “The two teams are both planning to fight over the early stages.”

The berserker thief, berserker warrior, and spirit mage on one side, with the immortal warlock, storm hunter, and hidden thief on the other side. They were all talents that were strong in the early stages.

“FTW took a double berserker combination. TPT’s a bit at a disadvantage in this round.”

“They have no other way. They have to make a choice if they want to take the immortal warlock and storm hunter together.”

“Let’s see if FTW’s double berserker will win or if TPT’s double flying combo can pull even!”

Both the immortal warlock and the storm hunter could ‘fly’, so they were often jokingly called the double flying combo.

After entering the game, TPT made their intention very obvious. Du Yi followed Fu Li in the mid-lane, and it was clear they didn’t want Ning Zhehan to have an easy time of it right from the start.

Both the immortal warlock and the spirit mage were assassin mage talents. They could rise to the heavens and drill through the earth when they were played well, but they had to sacrifice some of their long distance ranged damage and their ability to control their lanes.

The immortal warlock was a bit weaker before it reached level six, but it was also difficult for the spirit mage to do well because most of its attacks were close combat attacks. He would be killed by the other side if he even started thinking about leaving the safety of his tower to clear his lane.

This was especially the case with Du Yi by Fu Li’s side. He would sometimes toss out a bubble tune and turn Little Ning into a little nothing.

Seeing that the mid-lane was having difficulty, Brother Cai said, “I’ll go with Little Ning.”

Yue Wenle was playing a gun launcher in this match. It was a marksman hero that could compete with the storm hunter; both sides had some flexibility, and it was fully possible for them to play 1v1.

Wei Xiao hesitated but ultimately still agreed, “Okay.”