translator: xiin
editor: apricot
The audience was really getting into watching the fight when the director suddenly split the screen into four.
The audience: “Ahh… what are you doing… stupid director, holy shit…”
They instantly shut up and couldn’t curse anymore. There should be a dozen more such godly directors, thank you!
The director really hadn’t been purposely cutting away from such an exciting battle. However, there was action occurring all across the map!
Fighting hadn’t only broken out in the jungle zone; there was fighting across all the lanes. It was just that these players, who were all still at level one, were already able to play out earth-destroying momentum.
In the bottom lane, Bai Cai’s elemental shaman made the audience’s eyes light up, “Not bad, Baibai, turn the page on your salted fish days and show off with the elemental shaman!”
The operation requirement for the elemental shaman was very high, and it wasn’t any less difficult than some c-position talents. It was enough to make people’s scalp go numb when he showed off.
Bai Cai’s small white hands clattered over the keyboard as he executed a bunch of operations. It looked like he knew what he was doing, and he didn’t look like a noob at all?
In fact, he had always had the consciousness and instinct for such micro operations. He was also diligent enough, however he generally didn’t have the confidence.
In his early years in the youth training camp, Old Bai had been one of the best potential players. Unfortunately, he didn’t believe in himself and played badly with his teammates, so he could never get good results.
There was no solo in the support position, so if you couldn’t play out results in a team competition, then it meant you were a crappy player.
Wei Xiao had taken a fancy to him and pulled him into his group.
After they fought against and won against the second teams from major clubs, they became famous in one fell swoop. Brother Cai’s status as a godly support of the new generation also kicked in.
Now, after some back and forth, he’d won two domestic championships. With the great demon king and the little lunatic’s powerful buffs, Brother Cai finally attained a sense of confidence.
The elemental shaman was just that, and Laozi could use it too!
As a bottom lane combo, Bai Cai and Yue Wenle were able to firmly resist the peak bottom-support combo of Mo and President A. Not to mention the domestic audience, even the foreign watchers were also surprised.
“Are they so strong? Didn’t the two of them collapse during every match in the globals last year?”
“The matches collapsed, but they didn’t. They’re really quite capable!”
“This year’s FTW is really different… is having new people on the team such a big motivator?”
“Look at that jungler, he’s beaten Gary up to that point so how can he not be strong?”
“The mid-laner is really flashy, too! There’s something promising about this granny gray!”
The mid-lane was also heated. VIVI was a very peaceful mid-laner, and he would generally keep the mid-lane stable while waiting for the jungler to come over to gank. It was rare for him to end up fighting against the opposite side like this, but now…
It was unknown if he’d been angered by Ning Zhehan earlier or if his veteran blood had been stimulated, but his attitude today was obviously that of wanting to teach a newcomer a lesson.
With training from thorny players like Wei Xiao and Moonlit, Little Ning had properly developed a strong mentality a long time ago.
Solo? He wasn’t afraid anymore.
Using momentum to suppress him? The more pressure he felt, the more courage he had, just give it a try!
What no one expected was that First Blood would actually break out in the mid-lane.
Ning Zhehan’s spirit mage killed VIVI’s immortal warlock on his own. As soon as the system announcement came out, the entire audience was in an uproar.
Although the spirit mage did have an advantage against the immortal warlock prior to level 6, that was VIVI! That was a championship team’s mid-laner, and Little Ning was a newcomer who’d just made his debut. He’d taken First Blood from VIVI in the decisive match?!
Let alone the audience, even VIVI felt like he was in a dream.
“F*ck!”
In the bottom lane, President A shot Bai Cai to death. “Be careful.”
Brother Cai had given Yue Wenle an attack speed totem before he died. Yue Wenle shot out his attacks again and again, taking down half of AA’s health bar. If Mo hadn’t stepped in to stop the bullets in time, AA would’ve had to return to the fountain!
Yue Wenle knew that no one would come over to gank, so he directly used his second skill to rush up and attack Mo directly.
The gun launcher’s basic attack damage had a distance bonus. The closer they were, the more damage was dealt. The holy priest had never been a tanky talent, so this kind of close up DPS assault right in his face caused his health to bottom out in an instant.
AA sucked in a breath, shooting out his rain arrows at Yue Wenle. Yue Wenle took down Mo while tanking the damage, then shot out another series of bullets at the storm hunter.
AA：“……”
To hell with the new generation, this old generation was really angry!
Yue Wenle was unable to kill the agile storm hunter, but he forced President A into a state where he couldn’t defend his tower. He managed to make a very good profit in this exchange by chopping off a quarter of the tower’s health.
There were clear results in the mid and bottom lane, but the two people who’d first started fighting in the jungle zone had separated and stopped fighting.
The hidden thief and shadow thief had exchanged attacks, and their health bars had both fallen to half health. Originally, they’d thought that they would fight to the death, but unexpectedly, Gary slipped away, and Wei Xiao didn’t chase after him. Instead, he turned around and started clearing his jungle, not wasting even the slightest bit of time.
The really important play was taking place in the top lane.
The death knight and the berserker warrior who’d both arrived at level 2 after clearing a wave of lane soldiers had already gone back and forth hundreds of times.
If this was a martial arts film, then these two were like experts exchanging blows. The details were all filled with more details, and it made people wish they could watch it slowly at half speed so that they could have a proper look at what was happening!
The death knight who didn’t have his ultimate move couldn’t win against the berserker warrior.
Although the death knight had dual forms, Glory’s talents for dual forms weren’t necessarily that strong, and they may not be able to use those eight skills to beat those who only had four.
Due to the game’s class balancing mechanism, if two players’ abilities were almost the same without any major talent suppression in play, then the players would definitely be left in a situation where it was difficult for either side to get the upper hand.
Like the death knight and berserker warrior right now.
The death knight was in his heavy form, covered with enchanted armor, and his blade gave off black wisps of gas. Underneath his mask was a pale jaw rather than the figure of an undead skeleton, but it was still suffused with a thick aura of death, appearing as though he wanted to drag everything around him into the abyss of hell.
The berserker warrior’s weapon was a sword and an axe, and it was one of the male player base’s favorite talents because it looked cool and strong, and it felt great when the skills landed. Even if they couldn’t kill anyone, it still gave them great pleasure to watch the skill ‘bold and resolute’.
The heavily armored death knight moved slowly, and the berserker warrior’s bulky figure seemed a little clumsy, but these two talents were played smoothly and naturally in Yuan Ze and Lu Feng’s hands.
The long sword swung punishingly, sweeping away evil spirits and sending out tiger roars of the dead; the dust that shot up from the quakes caused by ‘bold and resolute’ blocked out the sky and sun!
Both of them used their skills with just the right timing, and if they couldn’t dodge, then they would trade attacks. Even if they were controlled, they would ensure that the other side couldn’t link up a combo. Similar talents and similar DPS mechanisms meant that their health was measured very precisely – if one of them lost a drop of health, then the other side did, too.
The commentators soon focused on the top lane, speaking quickly about the details they saw.
The audience also listened carefully, their eyes blurred from the dazzling show, not really understanding what was going on even as they sighed with regret.
It was easy to explain the former, since the special effects and the hand speed being witnessed in this match was quite dazzling. A lack of understanding the play was also normal; they could all use the same talents, but they couldn’t understand how to play out this kind of effect.
As for sighing with regret…
They weren’t regretting anything else, they were lamenting over the singles competitions in recent years.
How wonderful would they have been if Yuan Ze had participated!
The former solo king and current solo king!
How wonderful would it have been to watch their solo game?!
It wasn’t that they looked down on Gary, but that Old G himself also had to bow down to Yuan Ze’s ability to win in a solo fight.
Fortunately, Yuan Ze had signed up for the singles this year.
If they couldn’t watch their fill here, then they could still have a good time watching the global singles!
They hit hard with the first wave, and died together on the top lane as a result. In the mid-lane, Ning Zhehan had happily taken First Blood, while the supports had both traded their lives on the bottom lane. The two jungler kings had attacked each other the most fiercely, but had then withdrawn the fastest, moving on to peacefully clear their respective jungles.
It seemed like FTW had the advantage, but VIVI, who’d resurrected and returned to the mid-lane, had directly connected a set of spirit mage skills and taken granny grea’s little life in an instant.
There was a large stretch of comments in the live broadcast room. “666666……”
Clearly it was their home player who’d been brutally killed, but the audience were all high from watching. It didn’t matter which side it was or which team they were supporting; even all the grudges and resentments from the different competition zones had been put down.
Strength was strength. Such a good play was worthy of applause and praise!
Little Ning sucked in a breath. “I really want to provoke President V.”
It was very untimely, but a line of text floated up in Brother Cai’s Gossip Emperor mind––Domineering President V with the little granny gray runaway wife––F*ck, what the hell, wash your mind after the game, Old Bai!
Granny gray had really provoked President V, but granny grey didn’t back down at all and only became braver and braver as they fought. He said excitedly, “It wasn’t a loss, I took First Blood!”
First Blood was worth one hundred extra gold. Little Ning was quite proud even as he toppled to the ground.
Even without mentioning winning or losing, FTW would be unable to escape being known for their bold hearts when this voice chat was cut out by Glory’s Mic Explosion King.
Oh, calling them bold hearted would be a disgrace to the phrase. They were really f*cking doing it intentionally!
If we use Coach Chen Feng’s tone to scold them, then it would go like––
This group of heartless brats; do you know that this is the decisive game?! Do you know that this is an elimination match, do you know that you’ll stop in the top eight if you lose?!
They didn’t know, they didn’t know. They were immersed in the game, and it didn’t even matter what year it was. They just had to fight and be done with it!
Level six was the key turning point. Wei Xiao could figure out Old G’s movements with his eyes closed.
That brat would definitely clear the red jungle zone before heading straight to the top lane, regardless of whether or not they were soloing. He just had to go and activate their top-jungler linkage.
Would Wei Xiao just let him go up there?
Dream on.
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