Glory [e-sports]

translator: xiin

editor: apricot

Everyone in IN turned pale from the damage dealt by this explosion of light arcs.

There had already been a farm gap of over 12,000 between their team and FTW. Even Bai Cai, who was the worst in terms of development, had a higher farm than any of them did. They had five DPS positions, and five talents who could show off to the heavens. Let alone the double light arcs, even the immortal warlock and storm hunter’s damage was already more than they could bear.

The elemental shaman urgently tossed out a resurrection totem, giving it to Otee.

As a spirit mage who had the most movement skills, Otee was the most likely to survive.

Although he might not be able to guard their base even if he lived, the elemental shaman was still thinking of leaving a glimmer of hope.

This was the type of competitive spirit that was unwilling to give up until the very last minute. It was commendable.

Unfortunately…

Otee’s mentality had collapsed completely, and he was left stunned for a moment after he stood back up.

It was already too late by the time he heard the elemental shaman’s shout.

The soul warlock jumped down from the shadow thief and hit him accurately with a soul blade. At almost the same time, the shadow thief’s figure flickered, and his blood blade stabbed into the spirit mage’s belly, strengthening its basic attack into a critical hit. This hit dealt a terrifying 2800 points of damage and killed the spirit mage on the spot.

There was the double shadow thief when attached together, and when they were split up, there was still a godly level of tacit understanding.

The old fans who’d followed Close for four years had eyes full of tears!

The lone wolf from the Team of Gods, the lone king of FTW, finally had someone beside him!

There was finally someone who could match up perfectly with the great demon king!

IN got aced.

The five people from FTW pushed down the mid-lane, taking turns to protect the lane soldiers, blasting apart the crystal in the shortest possible time!

Victory!

Victory belonged to FTW!

The audience applauded and cheered like the game had already ended with a 3:0 score.

It was just a single match, and it was just one battle of the freedom matches. But the audience was already fully satisfied with what they saw.

In just twenty minutes, going from worry, to surprise, to happy screaming…

Wei Xiao had fulfilled his promise perfectly.

The director showed a replay of the interview with Wei Xiao from prior to the game.

Dressed in a dark black team uniform, the youth’s skin color was pale, yet glowing. His eyes were slightly curved upwards, and his small tiger teeth looked mischievous. His voice was crisp and pleasant, “There’s a surprise for everyone.”

The audience: “……”

After that came laughter.

There had really been a surprise, it was amazing and joyful. This brat was really amazing!

The audience in the live broadcast saw it too. Thousands of girls screamed shrilly, all wanting to be Madame Wei, wanting to marry Wei Little Xiao, wanting to be his mama…

Yes, in just one short season, Wei Xiao had succeeded in winning over countless girlfriend fans, wife fans, mama fans, and husband fans!

That’s right. In this matter, Wei Xiao had won over the great demon king.

And nobody else would ever dare to call Close ‘wife’.

There were too many highlights in this game. Everyone started discussing them one after another, and the most miraculous thing was the double light arcs in the finals.

“So how many light arcs were there? Was the system caught off guard and unable to make a judgment?”

“Let me blindly guess that it’s one nine and one seven. The great demon king’s nine is stable, and Little Xiao’s seven is stable in soul warlock mode!”

“Hey, it just so happens that I was born in ‘97. I can ship the 97 CP!”

“Are those of us born in ‘98 not worthy of having the great and little demon king?”

“Those from ‘99 weakly poking their heads out…”

“Little brother, go away. It’s impossible for ten light arcs to appear in the team competition!”

Even the great demon king had made use of the special skill in the singles competition to brush out ten light arcs. Ten light arcs couldn’t be obtained under the limitations of the team competition since there were no special skills!

The fans kept arguing, and the commentators were also discussing this issue.

Brother Mouth had sharp eyes. “It should be one nine and one eight.”

Sister Qi’s surprise wasn’t faked at all, “This would actually count as a double nine.”

If the soul warlock wanted to brush out eight light arcs, then its actual operation would have to be at the nine light arc level. Although Wei Xiao could brush out nine light arcs from time to time, he was still a little less consistent than Lu Feng.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t do it, but that it was really something that required time to practice.

Wei Xiao had played a full three years less than Lu Feng.

Brushing out double nines was already pretty awesome. Looking at the whole China competition zone, oh, wait, all of Glory across the whole world, it was impossible to find two others from the same team who could do it.

This unique set of double nine light arcs belonged to FTW, and it belonged to the China competition zone!

The people off-stage were arguing endlessly, but the parties involved were very clear on what had happened.

Wei Xiao was very clear on how many light arcs he’d brushed, and…

“Captain!” He couldn’t help calling out to Lu Feng as soon as he landed.

Through the same headsets, the same team chat, the three little ones trembled.

Oh my god, this sound… was… very… sweet… f*ck, they didn’t dare to think about it. Brother Xiao couldn’t be provoked!

Bai Cai didn’t know why Wei Xiao was acting up again, but he was really afraid that Glory’s Mic Explosion King would explode completely. “Cough…”

Wei Xiao calmed down slightly.

Lu Feng: “Take down the towers.”

At this time, they’d just wiped out IN and hadn’t yet pushed their way to their base.

So, the soul warlock returned to the shadow thief’s side and quickly clicked on the tower along with him.

In fact, he should be going with the storm hunter, but…

Wei Xiao was happy following Lu Feng. So what!

He didn’t dare, didn’t dare. President Le didn’t dare to feel anything about this.

Wei Xiao wasn’t actually acting up. He just felt a sense of sweetness and delight in his heart.

That double light arc just now… In fact, he’d known very well how difficult it was to brush out nine light arcs with the soul warlock. His equipment lacked the attack speed needed, and it wasn’t as easy to stack up general attacks. If he wanted to brush out nine light arcs, it wasn’t a problem with his micro operations, but rather a limitation caused by the mechanics of the game. There wasn’t any way to do it.

However!

Lu Feng had helped him stack up marks.

Just like how Yan Jiang had used the soul warlock’s skills to help support his marks, Lu Feng had done the same using his shadow thief.

He was clearly the soul warlock, and he was clearly the support talent, but Lu Feng still managed to help him while stacking up marks for his own nine light arcs. If others were able to see the situation clearly, then they would be so shocked their chins might have fallen off.

No wonder Lu Feng’s nine light arcs happened whenever he wanted to! He’d always been able to use it with skill and ease!

It had to be mentioned that when Yan Jiang helped Wei Xiao with his light arcs, his own soul warlock hadn’t been brushing out light arcs at all.

Lu Feng hadn’t delayed his own light arcs, and he’d also helped Wei Xiao with his.

Wei Xiao was already acting very reserved and restrained by not shouting out ‘Captain, I love you!’, okay?!

After the battle of freedom, the audience who always had endless ideas began to disparage the competition system again.

Why did there have to be a full-game BP!

They still wanted to see more of the nine light arcs!

They also wanted to see the butterfly!

And they wanted to see a thousand layers of clouds, stepping on raindrops, and double light arcs!

The director in charge of the holographic projection: “No more, no more, we can’t afford it!”

Take the equipment into consideration, hey, it was about to explode!

Although the effects were amazing, the fans were all cheered happily, the tickets were easy to sell, and the income was spilling in like crazy, but… okay fine, they could continue with the special effects; it was fine even if their livers exploded!

Amidst all this enthusiasm, the second game, which should have started immediately, was put on hold.

The audience were all puzzled.

It wasn’t the semi-finals or the finals. They shouldn’t have to take a break after each game, right?

What was the situation…

Was there something wrong with the equipment?

Something wrong with the network?

Why were the judges going up on stage?

The only thing that could be seen in the live broadcast studio were the backstage guests.

Backstage guests were invited for each competition. First, they would give predictions for the competition prior to the game in order to mobilize the audience’s emotions. Secondly, they could come out when there was a delay with the game, preventing any accidental gaps in the live broadcast by chatting and easing the atmosphere.

Of course, the third thing they did was go over the game in order to maintain the flow of traffic.

After being notified by the director, the guests started analyzing the battle of freedom that had just ended. They didn’t know what had happened on the stage and could only start talking to stabilize the fans in the live broadcast studio.

However, the fans’ mood wasn’t that easy to stabilize.

A perfectly good game had suddenly stopped; there had to be an explanation for what was going on.

The audience in the scrolling comments were asking about it all over the place, eager to know what was happening at the scene.

Reasonably speaking, equipment problems or network accidents wouldn’t lead to them cutting directly to the backstage guests!

The second game hadn’t started. If it was due to the hardware, wouldn’t it be better to give an interview of the players first?

For a time, various conspiracy theories came out frequently, and all kinds of speculations popped out.

There were even comments about internal discord in IN, and some even guessed that they were fighting.

The fans in the live broadcast studio didn’t know what was going on, but the audience at the scene was watching everything happen.

The game had indeed been suspended, but it wasn’t an equipment problem or network problem. It was that a player from IN had suddenly stood up and called over the referee.

It was unknown what was said after that, but they saw Otee blushing and arguing with the referee.

This…

What could have gone wrong with the battle of freedom just now?

It was a live game and there couldn’t have been any plug-ins used!

Who was he making trouble with!

Besides, what need was there to open up plug-ins for in the game just now?

Although, this soul warlock was really like a plug-in!

There was also a lot of discussion at the scene. The host came up to the stage and tried to appease the audience, but the audience at the scene wasn’t like the audience in the live broadcast studio, and they wouldn’t be appeased with just a few words.

They all wanted to know what was going on.

So, the host translated IN’s words.

The host was a young woman with a soft voice, “IN’s point is that FTW broke the rules in the previous match.”

The audience: “Broke the rules? What rules did they violate?”

The host: “Switching positions between the jungler and support…”

With this explanation, the fans got it.

Was this even f*cking possible?!

If they couldn’t afford to lose, then don’t play. Don’t disgust people like this!

The reason that IN had provided was actually quite valid.

The team competitions worked like this: Before each game, the coach would submit a list with the player configurations.

For example, the list that Chen Feng submitted in the last game was: Top-laner Close, Jungler Quiet, Support White, Mid-laner Silvery, ADC Le.

The players for each position were determined prior to the BP part of the game. After they entered the competition, they had to play the position they’d announced. If Ning Zhehan switched his mid-laner position with Yue Wenle’s ADC and took the marksman position while the other went to the mage position, they would theoretically be breaking the rules.

The punishment for violating the rules was extremely serious. It ranged from replay (where the match was considered invalid, and there would be a rematch), to a direct loss.

IN was really vicious, but they still insisted clearly, “The soul warlock is a support position talent. Quiet registered for this match as a jungler, and their support and jungler positions don’t follow the regulations!”

So, the referee had to come up on stage and give a verdict on this matter.

The coaches went up too. Chen Feng’s face was as heavy as still water, and FTW was burning with anger.

Whether or not they’d violated the rules wasn’t something that Otee could determine by moving his top and bottom lips!

After understanding the situation, the referee spoke up, “Glory doesn’t define any talent into a position. Whether or not FTW has switched positions or not has to be judged based on the situation in the game.”

No matter what kind of talent it was, the competition committee wouldn’t limit it to death. For example, the shadow thief was a jungler position, but there was nothing illegal about using it for the top lane. Although using a soul warlock to play jungler was somewhat incredible, it wasn’t completely impossible.

The important thing was whether or not the player in this position was actually playing jungler.

Otee gritted his teeth, “Then look at the data. The power thief broke the rules too. He was playing jungler the whole way!”

Whether or not he was playing as a jungler would depend on how he’d controlled the jungle creeps!

The referee: “Wait a moment.”

There were voices of disdain from all directions when the audience learned about this situation.

The ignorant fans in the live broadcast studio also understood what the situation was after the audience took out their cell phones and sent out a series of explanations in the scrolling comments.

The originally chaotic live broadcast room suddenly became surprisingly unified. They were all scolding IN.

Of course, there were some who were worried, “He can’t have really violated the rules, right… In the last match, Quiet was really…”

What could they say? This new tactic and routine had been a little strange.

It wasn’t unreasonable for Otee to make such a fuss about it. They’d lost like crazy and couldn’t swallow down their anger. They latched onto this point in order to dispute the win, and it was really a bit difficult to distinguish between who was right and who was wrong.

Both the power thief and the soul warlock had the ability to fight in the jungle, and they were both in the jungle zones during the match. As for ganking people…

Both the support and jungler talents were the support type. It was difficult to say if it was a jungler type support or a jungler type ganker.

If this game was judged to have violated the rules, then wouldn’t FTW’s invincible line-up be done for?

The fans, who’d originally been filled with enthusiasm, began to worry once again.

How exactly would they decide?

What data were they basing it on

Could they convince the public?

In particular, they were the hosts for the globals. If the ruling was unfair, then they would be flamed by the whole network abroad.

After a long ten minutes, the game officials announced the results.

The five talents that FTW had used in the last game were projected up onto the stage using the holographic projection equipment. Various statistics appeared beside them.

The system wouldn’t deceive people, and the data couldn’t be faked. The soul warlock’s jungle creep kill rate was as high as 80%!

As soon as the data came out, the audience all breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn…

Little Lunatic Wei, you really managed to do it!

His jungle creep kill rate was similar to that of a lane player.

80% of the jungle creeps that died in FTW’s jungle zone died from Wei Xiao’s last hit. If that didn’t make him a jungler, then all the junglers here could go home and start settling in for retirement!

Ironically, the game officials also projected IN’s data.

IN’s berserker thief’s jungle creep kill rate was only 60%.

This comparison made the audience’s scalps feel numb––

Otee, are you actually an undercover agent sent in by the China competition zone?!