Wei Xiao was passionate again, “So that’s how it is!”

Bai Cai saw his appearance and had a headache: Don’t you feel embarrassed calling others trembling masochists? You’re the most masochistic one here!

Normal people would be happy when they heard that their opponents were terrible. Wei Xiao was different; he would only be happy when he heard that his opponents were crazy.

You have an illness that should be treated, Wei Xiaoxiao!

After eating in the afternoon, the FTW group went to the banquet hall.

They didn’t arrive early, and there were already people sitting next to their usual seats.

Chen Feng glanced at their team uniform and said, “Let’s change where we sit.”

The silver-gray L&P was as eye-catching as could be. Why were these people sitting there? Were they here to find fault with them even after winning the game? ––That didn’t seem right––Shouldn’t they only be coming here to find fault with them if they’d lost?

There was no medicine that could cure Wei Xiao’s damned desire to win, “No way!”

Chen Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao explained to their coach, “If we change seats, won’t we be telling everyone that we’re scared?”

Chen Feng wanted to say: No, they won’t. You’re overthinking it!

Wei Xiao added, “L&P’s people are very nice. I’m saying that the people there are nice; the animals don’t count.”

Bai Cai looked at handsome and cool Yuan Ze with the black stud earrings and suddenly felt a bit of ‘common hatred against the enemy’. Not only was he handsome, he still had to put on a cool act, it was too much!

The small thoughts in Wei Xiao’s heart went around in a very big circle, “If we can establish a good relationship with L&P, then training matches will be easy to arrange when we return home.”

This point poked at Chen Feng. Coach Chen waved his hand, “Go!”

Wei Xiao was happy. He went to say to Lu Feng, “Captain, I’ll sit next to Old Bandit Yuan so that he can’t bully you.”

Lu Feng: “No need.”

Wei Xiao: “Eh?”

Lu Feng: “You’re the one he wants to bully.”

Wei Xiao: “I’m not scared of him.”

He was full of confidence when it came to aggravating others!

Lu Feng: “I’m not willing.”

Wei Xiao: “!”

He was dazed for a while, then quickly caught up, “Captain, don’t worry. I won’t go to L&P. I was born an FTW person, and when I’m dead, I’ll…”

Lu Feng stopped walking to look at him, “I don’t want you to only talk to him and ignore me.”

The last three words were spoken very lightly, so quietly that Wei Xiao was the only one who could hear them.

Wei Xiao’s heart fluttered and jumped up to block his throat, making him stumble over his words, “I…”

Lu Feng had already gone over to sit down.

Wei Xiao came back to his senses, “F*ck!”

He felt like he’d just been electrocuted and really wished he could rush over to Lu Feng and say in front of everyone all over the world: I’ll only talk to you, I’ll only talk to you in this lifetime!

It was too deadly.

The captain who ate flying vinegar was really killing him!

So, after both sides were seated, Lu Feng had Yuan Ze to his left and Wei Xiao to his right, firmly separating the two of them.

Yuan Ze had really never expected that after he’d led his entire team to change seats, he’d end up sitting next to a ten thousand year iceberg.

Who wanted to be close to Little Close!

He would rather sit close to the water cooler than next to a refrigerator!

Lu Feng greeted him expressionlessly.

Yuan Ze: “……”

It was too late to change seats now, but he’d only wanted to tease little children, did Close really need to watch him so closely?!

In order to ‘coax’ his captain, not only did Wei Xiao not speak with Yuan Ze, he didn’t even look at Old Dog Yuan.

During the entire process, he fluttered around his captain, attentive and caring.

Yuan Ze looked at him a few times. Wei Xiao noticed it, but he didn’t even let Yuan Ze hear what he was saying to Lu Feng. He leaned in close to Lu Feng’s ears to speak in a whisper.

Lu Feng: “…….”

Coach Chen Feng who was sitting in the back row could only rub his forehead: Are you regretting it? Captain Lu, are you regretting it or not!

You could tease anyone, yet you chose to tease a little beast.

Weren’t you still the one who ended up suffering!

Although Li Heran wouldn’t be playing, he still came to the hall.

He had his uniform jacket draped over his shoulders, and his short sleeves couldn’t cover up the gauze on his wrist.

Many people saw it, but none of their gazes lingered.

They were all professional players. They understood.

The competitive arena was both romantic and cruel.

They would put in all their effort and burn themselves hard for a few years, blooming more brilliantly than fireworks. It was incomparably romantic.

At the same time, it was extremely cruel. It was like stubborn moths drawn to a fire, the solemn and stirring scene of thousands of troops attempting to cross a single plank bridge. It was very likely that they might give it their all just to end up with nothing in the very end.

It was precisely because of this cruelty that the romance became more romantic, and the glory ever more brilliant.

There wasn’t any suspense; Pro chose FTW after the competition committee announced the new rules once again.

When the two teams came up onto the stage, they saw a very different Kim Sung-hyun.

Compared with the other members of the Team of Gods, Kim Sung-hyun, who’d left to return home, had always given everyone a relatively gentle impression.

He had a noble and cold appearance that seemed carved from jade, especially the black mole that made his delicate features appear more arrogant.

However, anyone who was a little familiar with him knew: this Kaolin flower appearance was just the surface. Inside, he was the Pro mascot.

After returning from China, Kim Sung-hyun, who had a steadfast heart, had restrained the perversity that prevailed in FTW.

Additionally, during the breaking in period for Pro’s line up, he rarely used those fierce and aggressive talent specs. His personal temperament was more in line with a squishy marksman––

Delicate everywhere and in urgent need of protection.

However, Li Heran was sitting off-stage today, and his entire mental outlook was completely different.

In the live broadcast studio, old FTW fans were all saying, “Oh my, it’s definitely our Daddy Hyun!”

“I’m a little distressed for Quiet. Daddy Hyun’s saga of teaching people their place will have another page filled with ink.”

“So sad. The God Kim with God Ran is the real God Kim.”

“Well yeah, but how strong was Kim Sung-hyun when he was in FTW? His solo skills could rank in the top three. He turned into a really shit player after returning to Korea.”

“Is Pro bad? They were the world’s second runner-up and champion of the doubles last year. You’re saying they’re shit?”

“If they have the ability, then win the team championship. Has Kim Sung-hyun ever won the team championship after returning home?!”

The scrolling comments were fiercely noisy. Kim Sung-hyun had been a very popular figure in the China competition zone.

He was the only foreign player in the Team of Gods, and for many ignorant people, he was also the chief culprit that led to the disbanding of the Team of Gods.

When Kim Sung-hyun had just returned to South Korea, the Chinese fans had cursed him bloody.

Later, the Chinese fans let him off. However, because of Pro’s poor performance, Kim Sung-hyun was then scolded by fans in South Korea.

Two years ago, Li Heran, the player who was once the strongest marksman, switched to playing support and pushed Kim Sung-hyun to the top of the storm.

Not just the South Korean competition zone, even Li Heran fans from around the world had wanted to tie a rocket to his body and send him away to outer space!

The clamor gradually died down after Pro began to get results.

Although they’d failed to win the world championships, Pro had won two domestic championships and the world doubles championship for the past two years. For better or worse, it reduced the volume of the voices of the people who were scolding him.

These were all old things that came out into the open once again because Li Heran wasn’t playing and Kim Sung-hyun was now playing against his old team.

The scrolling comments were noisy and rowdy. Meanwhile, the ten people on the stage were settling into their places and debugging their equipment.

Wei Xiao: “Old Yue, be more careful. God Kim looks really fierce.”

Yue Wenle was very serious, “Understood.”

They were all newcomers. Back when the Team of Gods charged everywhere under a glorious banner, they were all still secretly watching the game from home.

Which ADC didn’t set Kim Sung-hyun as their goal?

It was the same for Yue Wenle.

Chen Feng admonished them, “Bai Cai, go with Wei Xiao. In this game, they’ll definitely invade the jungle zone like crazy.”

As old teammates, Chen Feng knew Kim Sung-hyun very well.

Wei Xiao seized this opportunity to act coquettish, “Captain, help me keep an eye on the upper jungle~”

Lu Feng: “… Okay.”

Bai Cai’s ears hurt, “Can you talk properly or not.”

Wei Xiao’s attitude towards him was like howling winds and driving rains, “I’m not talking to you. Don’t place so much importance on yourself.”

Brother Vegetable: “……”

Do you f*cking know about the thing called Mic Explosion King or not?!

As soon as your team chat conversations are leaked out, the Seclusion CP will be on fire all over the world!

Bai Cai’s kindness was treated like trash. He was too lazy to deal with this doggy thing any further!

The screen was already showing the BP link.

Chen Feng considered it for a long time and ultimately chose not to target Kim Sung-hyun.

Kim Sung-hyun’s hero pool was too deep, and Pro had many suitable line-ups. Instead of going up against him directly, it was better to detour around him.

What was Pro’s weakness?

The substitute support player?

Yes and no.

The substitute support player was certainly not as good as Li Heran, regardless of whether it was in terms of his understanding of the talents or his level of cooperation with Kim Sung-hyun. Both were a little worse than Li Heran.

It would be wasteful to give a precious ban position just to counter this support player.

How exactly should he choose?

Chen Feng’s hesitation slowed down the BP process.

Lu Feng spoke up, “Try to get a line-up that suits us.”

The tip of Chen Feng’s pen dipped for a moment and he woke up from his thoughts, “Okay!”

When faced with a strong team, the BP segment burned a lot of brain cells.

It was just like playing chess. If the opponent’s chess moves were too wide and had too many strategies, it was easy to get lost. Trying to look ahead and predict the future would only result in confusion.

In this kind of situation, he should jump out of that pattern of thinking. Since their opponent could do anything, then it was better to focus on themselves.

They could take the talents that FTW members were good at and try their best to grab the strongest line-up from their opponents. They would use their own familiarity to face the unlimited changes. This was one way to success!

After a fierce confrontation, the line-up for both sides was locked in.

FTW: Divine warrior, hidden thief, ice mage, light priest, storm hunter.

Pro: Devil warrior, power thief, sword mage, holy priest, ghost hunter.

The commentator’s voice held a bit of excitement, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Kim Sung-hyun’s ghost hunter!”

“Kim Sung-hyun’s ghost hunter would kill gods when it met gods, and kill buddhas when it met buddhas when it was in FTW. Pro must definitely have built on this too.”

“Park Guizhi has taken the power thief. It looks like he’ll be a blue collar jungler.”

Blue collar junglers used a very different jungler style from Wei Xiao, Gary, and even Asleep.

For Wei Xiao, Gary, and Sleep God, their junglers were the cores of their teams who snatched up resources across the map like crazy, killing wherever they went and controlling the rhythm of the game.

To put it another way, the entire team either revolved around them, or was at least driven by their actions.

Blue collar junglers were different. They were quiet, steady, and solid. Most of their resources were given out to other members of the team. They were toolmen who ate grass and made milk in a team.

This kind of team usually had a very major core.

For example, Pro’s Kim Sung-hyun and China TPT’s Eurostar were both talented marksmen who sucked up the farm from across the entire map in order to deal out shocking DPS.

The goal of a blue collar jungler was to live, remain steady, and hold on.

When the marksman was developed, the entire map would have to kneel down and call ‘daddy’.

“Eh, Close took the divine warrior.”

“The divine warrior tends towards support. How could my great demon king use something like this QAQ!”

“Isn’t the hidden thief and divine warrior a good combo? What are you acting up for.”

“Feeling sad…”

“Sure enough, he can’t do whatever he wants anymore after going to the top-lane.”

“Haha, what do you mean, do whatever he wants? He uses a thief every time, and every time he loses like a dog. Is that what you mean by doing whatever he wants?”

“What are you hinting at? Just get lost if you don’t want to watch the game!”

Breaking out into a fight over a small disagreement was a regular thing in the scrolling comments.

FTW’s line-up this time was a bit risky.

Ning Zhehan’s ice mage was mainly focused on control, and Yue Wenle’s storm hunter was a stopgap measure aimed at Kim Sung-hyun. How things would develop was a mystery.

Lu Feng had taken the divine warrior in order to take the initiative to start group fights for the whole team, but this move also limited Close’s ability.

The entire team’s DPS would rely on Wei Xiao’s hidden thief.

The hidden thief could shoulder this heavy responsibility; his ultimate move had an unlimited refresh mechanism. Once his dart landed on an enemy, as long as his operations were amazing enough, he would be able to shuttle continuously through the crowd and deal out explosive damage.

Of course, the premise for this was that the hidden thief needed to develop. If it was crushed to death from the start, attempting to shuttle amongst the crowd would be fatal.

FTW clearly knew that Kim Sung-hyun would target Wei Xiao, yet they still took the hidden thief.

It was unknown if it was because they trusted Wei Xiao too much, or if it was because they’d already given up on saving the situation.

At the start of the game, the hidden thief had to start with obtaining the blue (mana) buff, as all of its skills used up mana. Once its mana pool emptied out, it wouldn’t be able to use a single skill and would no longer be a hidden thief, but a dead thief.

Additionally, the blue buff also had the effect of reducing cooldown time. It was extremely important for the hidden thief who relied on its skills.

For the sake of this blue daddy, Lu Feng and Bai Cai all remained on the river. One divine warrior and one light priest acted like a solid wall to protect the hidden thief.

Wei Xiao was delighted, “I’m really like a little darling held in the palms of your hands.”

Bai Cai: “………………………………”

Lu Feng: “Mm.”

Everyone else in FTW: “………………………………”

It was an illusion, right? Their ears were malfunctioning, right?!

xiin: one day late because… scheduling fail. i somehow forgot yesterday was saturday??? also, Wei Xiao. how do you come up with this stuff??