Yuan Ze refused to accept this, “You call these words of love?”

Wei Xiao’s scrolling comments were all filled with commentary, the type of commentary that would come from a die-hard loyal Close fan. Calling them rainbow farts was an insult to rainbow farts.

His words traveled across the headset into Wei Xiao’s ears, and Wei Xiao typed back quickly, “Words between lovers are all words of love.”

Yuan Ze: “……………………”

Lu Feng struck another blow. “Understand?”

Yuan Ze almost choked to death: To hell with understanding the two of you!

On the other side, Gary had just finished his training with killing lane soldiers and leaned over to take a look, “What are you guys talking about?”

Yuan Ze stared at him coolly.

Old G’s skin tensed up. He felt a strong desire for survival. “My captain isn’t peeking! He’s watching it openly!”

With half-assed Chinese, G only heard something about looking or not looking. Close was at their base soloing with a player from their team. How could there be any need to peek? It was simply…

He added, “He can watch however he wants to, and he can even watch it repeatedly and continuously!”

Wei Xiao almost doubled over laughing. “Captain Yuan, what kind of hobby is that?”

Yuan Ze: “……………………”

If it weren’t for the fact that L&P lacked jungler kings, Old G would now be a Dead G!

As they chatted idly, Lu Feng easily hammered Kenny until he exploded in the solo game.

20 minutes later, Kenny looked at the ‘Defeat’ on his screen and felt momentarily lost.

“So strong.”

He didn’t know how to describe the situation other than with these two words. The skill release had been so accurate that it was like he’d used a plug-in, and every hit was at the highest damage point of the trajectory. It wasn’t just that Kenny was a squishy talent; even a tank wouldn’t be able to handle this kind of damage.

Kenny looked up at his captain and muttered quietly, “For a moment, I thought that it was God Xie.”

Yuan Ze sneered. “Your God Xie’s demonic mage was trained up at his hands.”

Kenny: “!”

Old G’s ears perked up. Everything about the Team of Gods back then was secret, and anyone who heard about it would be curious.

However, Yuan Ze didn’t intend to say anything more. He glanced sidelong at VIVI. “You go?”

VIVI was L&P’s starter mid-laner. He’d been eager to give it a try for a while. “Coming!”

Lu Feng asked, “Which talent?”

VIVI: “Demonic mage!”

Lu Feng: “Okay.”

VIVI logged in quickly and entered the room, his heart filled with happiness.

The great demon king was really easy to talk to and would play with whichever talent he asked for. It was nothing like the unapproachable distance that his captain had spoken of.

Yuan Ze’s lips twitched from where he was standing behind Lu Feng.

He could see clearly that Lu Feng’s question was actually directed at Little Lunatic Q.

Only after Little Lunatic Q said the demonic mage did Lu Feng answer positively.

Captain Yuan’s heart was bleeding as he looked at his own mid-laner’s flattered appearance.

Why didn’t this group of idiots believe him!

If Close was easy to deal with, then he, Yuan Ze, was the number one best person in the world!

VIVI had been constantly staring at the solo game just now. Close’s demonic mage was really an eye opener.

Kenny hadn’t played against Xie He before. He’d only watched too many of EVE and L&P’s training matches and was familiar with Xie He’s play style. That was why he’d said such a thing.

VIVI had the same feeling when he watched the game, but…watching was different from experiencing real combat. As a person who’d fought against Xie He countless times, VIVI was really qualified to judge if it was actually similar or not!

The match started quickly. Watching mid-laners fight against each other was very interesting.

Even skirmishes in the lane between mages in 5v5 were major highlights.

When they mutually suppressed the lane soldiers, mutually used up the other side’s skills, seeing whether or not they were able to lower the other party’s health was often the key to victory.

VIVI was much stronger than Kenny. It wasn’t just that his personal operation was much better, but the maturity of his consciousness, experience, and his mentality when facing a strong enemy.

This was what newcomers lacked, and VIVI wasn’t short on these things as a veteran player.

His trajectory accuracy was very high, and he could accurately predict Close’s movements. In the first wave of skill and health exchange, he even managed to suppress Close’s health until it was lower than his own.

But Close, who was in a slightly weaker position, wasn’t anxious at all. Yuan Ze shifted his eyes from the canyon to Lu Feng’s face. He was very curious––

What on earth could shake this man’s mentality?

He’d been an iceberg even when he was 17 or 18 years old.

At 21 years old, the ice had spread down to the depths of his soul.

He was so icy that others didn’t dare to get close, and it even seemed that he’d sealed himself up in ice.

Yuan Ze couldn’t help but think of three years ago.

When they’d gone their separate ways, had Close also been equally expressionless when faced with the empty FTW?

A sharp, stabbing pain spread out from his heart. Yuan Ze had a heart-wrenching idea:

The 17 year old Little Close had a cold face and a soft heart.

The 18 year old Close had had to completely freeze himself up.

How could he hold up the fragmented ruins of the team if he wasn’t tough enough?

At this time, a line of text in the scrolling comments leapt into Yuan Ze’s eyes:

FTW.Quiet: Captain, mess him up!

As the scrolling comment floated by, the demonic mage in the canyon lined up the trajectories, started off with two magic beams that intersected at the target, and finally followed up with the ultimate move’s six successive beams. Ten magic beams flew out from different angles, the intersection of the arcs landing accurately on VIVI.

Ten magic beams intersected, dealing explosive damage.

VIVI fell to the ground.

Yuan Ze was stunned for a moment. Not because of the immortal level operation in the canyon, but because of the curve at Lu Feng’s mouth.

It was a very faint curve. People who weren’t familiar with him might not even notice it.

But Yuan Ze saw it.

He saw this real smile that came from the bottom of his heart.

––Melted the iceberg, unsealed the soul, bathing it in the brilliant sun.

Half a beat later, Yuan Ze smiled as well.

A warm feeling grew in his chest as he thought of many things he thought he’d forgotten.

In that year, the demonic mage had just come out as a new talent.

Xie He had been very contemptuous, “It’s a fortress mage. I’m not playing it.”

As everyone knew, God Xie was a real man. He only cared about assassin mage and was famous as a melee mage.

Hiding at the back and just releasing skills?

Impossible. He insisted on rushing up and stabbing directly from a close range.

Xie He was more like a jungler than a mid-laner.

His bloodthirsty spirit that loved slaughter didn’t match up with his modest and polite name at all!

Unfortunately, as a professional player, he had to fully understand the new talents.

At the time, FTW’s coaching team had also been aware of the team’s shortcomings.

Close was a jungler and being murderous was an advantage, but it wasn’t as appropriate for the two c-positions, who should strive to preserve their life, to be so desperate and aggressive.

So, the coaching team assigned Xie He the task of training with the demonic mage.

Xie He: “Oh.”

He turned around and picked up the immortal warlock, using it to kill every demonic mage he encountered until they cried to the heavens and the earth in ranked games.

The coaching team was so angry their livers hurt. They gave more specific instructions: “Close and Xie He play solo games together. Xie He, you can only use the demonic mage.”

Xie He: “……”

Their coach: “Close will use the shadow thief.”

Yuan Ze commented coolly from the side, “Old Xie, how amazing would it be if you could use the incompetent mage to win against Little Close?”

Xie He instantly ignited a fighting spirit then!

Later, in the arena.

Xie He took out the demonic mage and used ten accurate trajectories to turn the mage opposite him into a closed up child.

After winning the game, Yuan Ze had glanced at his team’s silent little jungler and seen a hint of a smile at his lips.

It was very light, very faint, but it was real.

VIVI tsked, “Really strong.”

He managed to survive for a bit longer than Kenny, dragging the game on for 30 minutes.

It was a pity that as the game progressed, the emphasis on skill accuracy increased. This was something where the laymen would only be watching for excitement, while experts saw it as a gateway.

People who’d never played the game before would only feel this when they watched: Hey, it’s just aiming. There are trajectory indications on the ground, and the players only had to release the skills.

However, the release of the skills had a forward swing, there was a delay for the magic beams, and the other side wasn’t a standing target… All in all, without careful practice, this talent could only be played with luck––blind cats encountering dead mice.

Yuan Ze comforted VIVI, “It’s solo, after all.”

These words were really meant to comfort. When soloing with Lu Feng, one shouldn’t think too much of it.

As a talent kaleidoscope, killing his opponents with the talents they were good at was very normal.

This year’s singles game revamp was very good; the previous competition system had actually been very unreasonable.

For example, in the 1v1 arena BP link, the ban positions applied to entire professions.

However, many players focused on one profession, and the occasional talented player would just be good at two major professions. When it came to bug level existences like Lu Feng, he was the only one in the entire Glory circle.

He could play any profession apart from the support position. How could anyone target him with the bans?

Banning thieves was useless. Warrior, assassin mage, explosive damage marksmen… he was well-versed with all of them.

There was no way to target him.

So, the great demon king had dominated the scene for years.

Don’t even think of winning against Close in solo. It didn’t matter what your profession was.

Talent was simply such an unreasonable thing.

Changing the single and double competition into a big brawl and survival battle was a good step forward.

At least, other factors could come into play to make up for this insurmountable gap in personal operation level.

It made the possibility of resistance more feasible.

When it was Gary’s turn, he charged up excitedly. “I’ll use the shadow thief!”

Lu Feng couldn’t use it, but he wanted to use it. It hadn’t been easy to catch this opportunity with Close, and it would be a waste if he didn’t practice. Little Lunatic Q, who’d been in a more favorable position, was already able to brush out nine light arcs. He wanted to catch up as soon as possible!

The most important thing for practicing nine light arcs was a strong opponent.

Yuan Ze was strong enough, but when compared with Close––

Old G’s heartfelt words: I choose Close!

Fortunately, Yuan Ze lacked mind reading skills. Otherwise, he would’ve picked up a knife to teach a lesson to this big fool that he’d brought up word by word!

After playing for an hour, Wei Xiao grew distressed. “No rush, rest for a bit first before continuing.”

Although the captain could play for two hours a day, he should still be more careful when he could. He was only supposed to warm up, not play in some sort of wheel battle.

Yuan Ze thought so too. He began, “Let’s go next door and drink some…”

Before he could finish, he saw Little Lunatic Q complaining on the scrolling comments, “Captain Yuan, what’s the matter with you? You go to my captain’s hotel to eat and drink off of him every time, yet when my captain comes to find you, you don’t even prepare food and drink for him. Are you even human!”

Yuan Ze was angered to death. Whether or not I’m human may be uncertain, but you definitely aren’t!

While L&P stopped playing for a while, Wei Xiao was actually in a bit of a hurry.

It was time!

The passerby players’ registration was open!

Wei Xiao needed to quickly go and sign up, but whether or not he could get picked would be up to luck.

Eh?

Luck!

Wei Xiao let go of Brother Soy and went off to find Bai Cai.

Bai Cai was in a sleepy daze, “What…”

Wei Xiao pulled him into his room.

Brother Cai woke up in a flash. “Don’t mess with me, I don’t want to be chopped to death by the captain.”

Wei Xiao: “What are you thinking? Do me a favor.”

Wei Xiaoxiao explained the whole story, and Brother Cai understood.

The corner of his mouth twitched. “You’re really…”

Five national server high ranked accounts, Little Lunatic Wei really lived up to his name, badass!

Wei Xiao urged him, “Hurry up, I believe in your little lucky hands.”

When it came to things like luck, he naturally had to let FTW’s strongest support player, the real God of Luck, Little White Cabbage, come up to the stage.

There was no need to elaborate on Brother Cai’s great achievements.

In the winter training camp, he had managed to queue up against whoever Wei Xiao wanted to play with.

After that, when Money had done a lucky draw on Weibo for a Porsche, Brother Cai had only forwarded it to help a friend. Yet as a result… Everyone knew how that had ended.

The entire network had cried with envy.

Bai Cai felt a little guilty. “What if it doesn’t work? You can’t blame me.”

He could tell that Wei Xiao wanted to take part in the opening game for the singles competition. It made sense. It was such a huge gathering of stars; how could Little Lunatic Wei not be drawn to it?

It was also a rare formal occasion where he could ‘fight against’ Close.

It would be strange if he didn’t want to be a part of it.

Wei Xiao was smiling like a fox. “I won’t blame you, I won’t blame you.”

Bai Cai always had a feeling that he hadn’t finished speaking.

Wei Xiao patted him on the shoulder. “Take it easy, if you don’t win the draw, our relationship will come to an end here.”

Bai Cai: “………… Screw your daddy!”

As Wei Xiao looked on ‘affectionately’, Bai Cai’s heart thudded, and he signed up all five of his accounts!

After it was done, Wei Xiao suddenly froze for a moment.

Bai Cai looked at him. “What?”

Wei Xiao: “……”

Bai Cai was puzzled. “The draw won’t be over so quickly, right?”

The winners shouldn’t be picked until two hours later when the sign up form closed.

Wei Xiao spoke darkly, “Say, with your little lucky hands, will all five of my alt accounts end up picked?”

Bai Cai: “???”

xiin: WX, be careful about what you say…