translator: xiin
editor: apricot
These words shocked everyone. Ning Zhehan said, “Practice it! There’s still a lot of room for improvement in this line-up!”
Yue Wenle: “Yes, we have to seize the opportunity.” They really didn’t have much time.
Chen Feng finally agreed, “Alright.”
Winning the championship wasn’t easy. They had to do everything possible. This soul warlock line-up was a surprise trump card for FTW, and they had to have firm control over it!
Moreover, it was only the first game. Even if they lost, he believed that these cubs would still be able to win three games in a row and defeat IN.
So, let alone the unsuspecting audience, even the FTW coaching team was worried.
Losers were always in the wrong.
These so-called tactics were only worthy of being called tactics if they won!
Come on! Chen Feng had already written out a draft Weibo post. If they lost, then he would carry the blame and not let the fans flame the players.
The players on the stage were quite relaxed.
Wei Xiao was still in the mood to tease Brother Cai, “Add oil, jungler king!”
Bai Cai: “……………”
He was more likely to spill oil!
Bai Cai didn’t know what kind of evil he’d done in his previous life that resulted in him meeting Little Lunatic Wei in this life.
His salted fish life was drifting away!
This was the life of getting put up on the shelf to work and being torn to pieces by FTW’s violent fans if he wasn’t able to pull this off.
After taking a deep breath, both sides entered the canyon!
On IN’s side, they were able to see FTW’s line-up during the game loading process.
Their support was stunned, “This is… their hand slipped?”
Mid-laner Otee narrowed his eyes, “Using the soul warlock to play jungler?”
Their jungler’s tone wasn’t very good. “Who are they looking down on!”
Their ADC sneered, “Are they treating us like we’re training soldiers? The China competition zone is really crazy this year.”
FTW and IN had some grudges between them.
The atmosphere on the foreign side of the internet was messier than it was in China. The competition zones were all mixed together, and there were a huge number of people who just wanted to watch the excitement.
Although Otee had provoked them first, the China competition zone had also fought back hard, making them act even more shamelessly.
Coupled with those who wanted to fish in muddy waters, there were even more people who wanted to see them make a joke out of themselves.
When it came to this game, IN was 100% serious.
In order to win against FTW, they’d take out everything they had. They weren’t afraid of exposing their tactics, and they wouldn’t dare to keep anything hidden. They’d taken a strong line-up that had over a 90% win rate for the battle of freedom.
They wanted to win, and they had to win.
If they lost, they’d be mocked like dogs when they returned to their competition zone.
There was no way back. Even if the other players from IN objected to Otee’s stupid behavior, it was already done and they had to go on.
They had to fix their external problems before tidying up internally. This game was one that they had to win!
They were well prepared and in excellent condition. They’d taken out their guardian line-up for the blind selection in the first game, but unexpectedly, the other side was playing so strangely!
Otee: “Don’t underestimate the enemy. It might be a trap.”
IN was very cautious. Even when everyone in the audience was booing FTW, they didn’t make any rash actions.
They played how they should as every game they won was a game gained.
The players from IN had been able to kill their way out of their own competition zone, which meant that they had some level of skill.
Even the directors seemed to prefer FTW. They frequently switched the cameras to FTW and paid attention to what they were doing.
The audience in the live broadcast studio had recovered:
“Calm down, calm down, with the great demon king, FTW won’t mess around.”
“Yes, yes, yes, calm down a bit! Just think about the casual player competition from before. Little Lunatic Wei grew even stronger with Captain Yan’s blessing and was explosively badass.”
“But the problem is that there’s nothing wrong with Captain Yan taking the soul warlock as a support player. Wei Xiao… he’s the core DPS dealer in the team!”
“I don’t think there’s any need to panic. There’s no problem with Close’s shadow thief. As long as Brother Cai’s power thief isn’t too crappy, Wei Xiao can attach to both thieves.”
“That’s reasonable. Use the power thief for control and the shadow thief for damage. FTW has really come up with some ideas!”
“Let me say quietly, Wei Xiao’s immortal warlock and storm hunter are also very powerful.”
“Holy shit…”
“Holy shit?!”
One sentence woke up the dreamers. The fans who’d been scared by this line-up finally thought it over.
FTW’s line-up had appeared too abruptly. They didn’t know much about the soul warlock, and coupled with their inherent prejudice, they hadn’t thought in this direction at all.
Now…
The commentators had already started discussing it, “Will we be able to see a double set of light arcs in this game?”
“Maybe not only that. Quiet’s immortal warlock can easily brush out a thousand layers of clouds.”
Commentator Sister Qi was more conservative, “The soul warlock mechanism limits combos to only 50% of its real effect. It won’t be easy to brush out a thousand layers of clouds.”
Brother Mouth was also afraid of jinxing Wei Xiao to death. He continued, “He can put a hold on such extreme operations, but as long as he can play conventionally, it’ll still be very valuable.”
Sister Qi: “The most worrisome thing is mixing up the skills. I’ve practiced with the soul warlock after it was released, and there’s a whole string of skills after the attachment. It made me dizzy looking at it; also, I can only move where my teammate moves. If it’s not the positioning that I want, then the skills will miss…”
The commentators were talking constantly about the difficulty level involved with the soul warlock, which was also a way of giving respect to FTW.
In case they performed poorly or had bad operations and made mistakes, it wouldn’t be the player’s problem. The mechanism for the soul warlock was very difficult, and time was clearly required for the players to familiarize themselves with it.
The audience members’ hearts felt like it was suspended in the air. They were very afraid of FTW capsizing.
The two sides who’d entered the canyon had just started clearing out the jungle and lanes. The audience stands were very quiet, and even the scrolling comments had decreased in frequency. The sisters who were there to ship CPs were quiet, while the haters were building up strength. There were only a few rational fans left analyzing the situation.
IN’s jungler had rushed into FTW’s jungle zone!
The voices of the commentators lifted slightly, and the audience didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.
It was over, it was over. Could Brother Cai deal with it? How was Wei Xiao’s soul warlock?
IN’s jungler was a berserker thief, which was super powerful in the early stages, and the daddy-level support elemental shaman. When these two talents invaded the other side’s jungle in the early stages, whoever they fought would die.
Wei Xiao: “They’re here.”
Bai Cai sat up as straight as a pen, “Mm.”
At the moment when the berserker thief appeared, the power thief’s ground stab shot out.
IN’s jungler wasn’t bad. He shifted slightly and avoided it, while the elemental shaman behind him tossed out a control totem at the power thief.
He released a skill that exposed vision. If the power thief got controlled, then FTW would end up in a miserable situation.
In this case, it was usually the support who first… oh, FTW’s support was now the power thief. But the problem was that the support didn’t have any DPS right now!
The audience went crazy again, “It’s over, it’s over, it’s really no good, they were really just messing around for fun!”
“They’re done for, they’re done for. I don’t dare watch this game anymore ahhhh!”
Just when everyone thought that the power thief would get locked in by the elemental shaman and killed by the berserker thief, Bai Cai attacked instead of retreating and stabbed the berserker thief with a long sword.
No vision?
They’d put in vision a long time ago!
IN’s jungler was surprised, not having expected that the other side’s power thief would be so strong.
The elemental shaman said, “Don’t be scared, it’s just a support.”
It wasn’t that he looked down on supports, but it was because he was a support that he knew that a support player’s game awareness was very different from that of a DPS player.
Bai Cai had taken the power thief, but he still had the game awareness of a support. This was the same as sending himself up to die.
The berserker thief calmed down. This made sense. When faced with a power thief played by a support, what was there to be afraid of?
IN’s First Blood was guaranteed!
Bai Cai had gone out with nothing but straw sandals and had very low DPS. He stabbed the berserker thief, but was only able to scrape off a quarter of his health.
But he attacked again, and because he hit him in the side, he was able to land a critical hit!
The audience made a ‘wow’ sound.
No one had any expectations for Bai Cai’s power thief, the commentators included.
However, his operation right now had been very detailed, and it wasn’t something that could be played out casually.
The scrolling comments were even more surprised. “Brother Cai’s not bad!”
“Glory obscure knowledge: there are three junglers in FTW!”
“Wasn’t he supposed to be a little wife? How’d he turn out to be so fierce!”
“I’m ready, I’m ready, charge, Brother Cai!”
The director changed the scene to a close-up of Bai Cai. The thin youth who always liked to laugh had his lips pursed as he stared at the screen. He looked focused and serious.
“Old Wei!”
“Coming.” Wei Xiao’s careless voice sounded out. A soul blade flew out towards the berserker thief and landed perfectly!
Bai Cai rushed up again, landing another side attack. His angle was very accurate leading to another critical hit!
If there was anyone who had said that Bai Cai was like a blind cat killing a dead mouse on the first hit, then those people were now silenced.
He could play.
Bai Cai really knew how to play the power thief!
The fans screamed as one. “Is Brother Cai going to take First Blood?”
“Is my vegetable rising up!”
“Don’t ask me why I keep rubbing my eyes!”
“I have to rub them! This isn’t a f*cking illusion, right?”
IN obviously hadn’t expected this support player to play the power thief so well.
This level of micro-operations couldn’t be performed by any ordinary casual player.
The berserker thief stopped taking him lightly and wanted to retreat.
The elemental shaman also traded his health in for an acceleration totem in the hopes that the berserker thief could escape.
However, the soul warlock was already lurking in a good position.
There were two kinds of soul blades. One could send the opponent flying, while the other would deal DPS from a distance.
The former was an important control skill, and the second skill, for a support player, was the skill that they tossed out when waiting for other skills to cooldown and deal some DPS.
But…
Wei Xiao’s soul warlock wasn’t a support.
The base DPS value was very low, so he’d gone out with a small wooden staff that added over 100 points of spell damage.
The berserker thief who’d been beaten into low health by Brother Cai saw the soul blade flying towards him, but he instinctively didn’t think too much of it.
The blue soul blade wouldn’t send him flying, and based on the soul warlock’s damage, it might not break through his defenses at all, so…
The elemental shaman: “Get away!”
But it was too late.
That half a second of hesitation meant that the soul blade had already smashed into the berserker thief’s face.
The skill had hit 100% accurately, and the damage value appeared over the berserker thief’s head––291.
The berserker thief’s heart went cold.
System Announcement––
First Blood!
FTW.Quiet killed IN.Lewis.
Who would’ve dared to think that FTW could win an advantage and First Blood with such a stupid line-up?!
Fierce applause broke out at the venue, and the scrolling comments were filled with a large stretch of 6666.
“Little Lunatic Wei is still your lunatic daddy. He can snatch up kills even with a support talent!”
“Brother Cai, don’t cry, the next kill will be yours!”
“Oh my, I didn’t think that was possible!”
The commentators tried hard not to be biased, but how could they not be?
Brother Mouth captured the key point directly. “Just now, the berserker thief had 290 health points left. The soul warlock’s damage control was amazing.”
The soul warlock had a low base DPS. Without the small wooden staff, he would’ve dealt about 190 points of damage, which wasn’t enough to kill the berserker thief.
However, Wei Xiao had never been a support. He’d considered himself as a c-position right from when he went out and didn’t put on straw sandals or grab a jungler knife. Instead, he’d picked up a wooden stick.
Why?
Because he couldn’t kill anyone without this wooden stick.
It was likely that the other side would come into their jungle, so he hadn’t picked up the jungler knife initially. Since he wouldn’t be able to clear his jungle anyway, they might as well fight first!
At this time, a ‘great god’ dropped into the live broadcast studio.
A real great god, a great god in all aspects.
Money: “You may not believe it if I say it, but I was killed by the little lunatic just like this the night before yesterday.” These words were followed by a gift of 666 rockets.
When this big god came out he had to display enough of a grand scene.
Although he didn’t have any more pocket money, Brother Hui would tighten up his belt in order to help his brother team.
Besides, Money didn’t know how to send out scrolling comments in the live broadcast studio without sending out gifts.
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