Chapter 212.1: Mutual trust and mutual achievements. (2/2)
The scrolling comments were going crazy, and the audience at the scene had also blown up.
Although Eurostar had shot Ning Zhehan to death after he stole the silver dragon, it was still worth it.
FTW gained the benefits from killing the silver dragon. Their HP, defense, and attack speed all gained a boost.
This data was invisible to the naked eye, but the overall strength of the team increased. Their farm had originally still been behind TPT’s, but they could now catch up and might even secretly surpass them.
The dragon pit exploded.
Never mind how fiercely the berserker warrior was attacking, or how the zither warlock’s chords seemed to summon clouds and rain, or how explosive the magic launcher’s DPS was…
The storm hunter flew everywhere, there was an immortal thief who never touched the ground, and Bai Cai, who was busy healing…
The three little ones from FTW took down the five people from TPT!
The fight over the silver dragon came to a fierce ending.
Finally, only Yue Wenle and Wei Xiao remained standing. The two of them were both seriously injured, their lives hanging on by just a thread.
The river was full of corpses, and TPT had been wiped out!
Too wonderful!
The audience applauded even as they screamed shrilly, and the scrolling comments in the live broadcast covered the screen, all of them blowing rainbow farts.
No matter whose fans they were, they really had to praise this wonderful group fight as much as they could.
The clip of the year had shown up in the national finals. It was too cool!
The fierce group fight ended, but the game wasn’t over.
TPT had controlled their defensive towers and soldier lanes well in the early stages. Wei Xiao and Yue Wenle didn’t waste any time as they pushed towers like crazy. They broke down two consecutive towers in the mid-lane before TPT started to resurrect. They then went to clear out the other side’s jungle, thoroughly clearing up TPT’s jungle zone before quickly retreating.
The director gave a timely shot of the farm panel.
The farm panel that had originally been dominated by TPT was now completely overtaken by FTW, and the sharp drop and subsequent ascent of the curved charts made people’s breaths catch.
If this was the stock market, this kind of rise and fall would be enough to make people go crazy.
After both sides resurrected, the game progressed at a relatively slow pace.
The audience also had time to drink some water, catch their breath, and relax.
It was too exciting. No matter who won or lost, today’s matches were wonderful enough to be included in Glory’s history of the China competition zone.
If you ask, then it was BADASS in capital letters!
It was too damned badass!
This wave of group fighting had turned the tables. FTW’s side had naturally played magnificently, and they clearly wished they could rush all the way to the crystal and end the game.
FTW had undergone amazing growth without anyone noticing.
Those who understood this team would see where the growth had been by listening to the team chat after the game.
Chen Feng wasn’t biting his nails under the stage anymore, but Tang Chen knew that he was more nervous than anyone else, more nervous than the 30,000 people at the scene.
He was the one who understood FTW the best. He understood Close the most, and was also the one who understood the team best.
Whether it was that point three years ago, the three years prior, or now, three years later, he’d seen it all.
He thought about this team every day and every night, thinking about these players, and thinking about every duel in the canyon.
He wasn’t on the battlefield, but he was the one who kept thinking about it the most.
He could see the growth of his players even without listening to the team’s voice chat.
It was invisible, but significant.
FTW, which had been like a heap of scattered sand, was now coming together again as a group!
There was Quiet during a downturn in the game.
And there was Close when they were excited and over confident.
Ning Zhehan, Yue Wenle, and Bai Cai had absolute trust in them.
And Close finally trusted them.
What was a team, what made a team?
It wasn’t unilateral dependence, and it wasn’t one-sided trust. It was mutual trust and mutual achievements.
After three years…
No, five including the two years with the Team of Gods.
FTW was finally a team!
The game wasn’t yet over, but Chen Feng’s eyes had started to burn.
He breathed in lightly and continued to stare at the Glory Canyon.
After a short period of calm, Wei Xiao began to look for opportunities again.
After FTW seized the initiative, it was no longer as easy for TPT to avoid fights. A gap appeared in their previous guerrilla operations due to their collapse in the dragon pit, and they required more time to get back their previous rhythm.
Would FTW give them that time?
Wei Xiao wouldn’t!
After suppressing vision in the bottom jungle zone, Wei Xiao went to gank Eurostar, who was clearing his lane soldiers at the second tower.
At this time, TPT was scattered across the three lanes, and Eurostar, who only had an earth shaman for protection, wasn’t safe from an attack.
Fu Li immediately ordered, “Retreat!”