Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!

Yun Yue helplessly shook her head, signaling them to enter the room.

A group of people entered the room, and ETO’s members started to be sarcastic.

Of course, the words they typed were in Language H, which they couldn’t understand; they only recognized the letter "Y," probably referring to the captain.

Yixing asked Yun Yue, "Captain, what are they saying?"

The captain was proficient in eight languages; she was the only one who could understand.

"Just focus on the game," Yun Yue didn’t answer, but remembered that ID.

At the start, Yun Yue went straight to the bottom lane with Lan Ying to ambush the marksman.

They successfully got first blood and did a taunting shake of the hips, as if responding to those in the room who doubted her abilities.

Bi Luo teased, "I bet that marksman definitely cursed our captain."

That person in the room typed the most although they couldn’t recognize it, the captain definitely understood!

Ruan Yingtao snorted coldly, "Indeed, he said Yueyue was too weak, didn’t dare to come, told Yueyue to go home and drink milk for a couple more years..."

Bi Luo’s eyes widened, "Yingtao, you can read Language H as well?!"

Ruan Yingtong spoke modestly, "I can, but I’m not as good as Yueyue. I only know four languages, not like Yueyue; she must know ten languages by now."

"..."

Lan Ying: "Truly, they’re all top students."

He couldn’t even do well in Chinese, much less learn other languages.

Yixing: "Ten languages?! Captain, you’ve learned two more languages in these two years?!"

Bi Luo: "?!!"

Lan Ying: "?!!"

"Yeah, just listen and read more when you’re free, you can do it too," Yun Yue said after taking first blood, went to the enemy’s jungle, and found that they had gone to her upper jungle area.

"Go and disrupt them."

The enemy team was all in her upper jungle area, so she smoothly cleared half of the enemy’s jungle, then entered her own lower jungle area.

ETO was at a disadvantage, by invading their jungle they only got one major monster, and their jungler wasn’t even level 4 yet while she had already reached level 5.

Although it was just a scrimmage, it met the fans’ requests and was streamed live in the esports circle, setting off a burst of comments.

[God Y doesn’t play by the book at all! Abandoning the jungle at the start to kill the marksman, ETO is disadvantaged only two and a half minutes in!]

[What’s happening? It was clearly an ambush; how could CC possibly get killed otherwise?]

[Isn’t it? Can’t believe there are comments saying it was an ambush; don’t they know this is Lao Liu’s playstyle? Isn’t the whole ETO team made up of Lao Liu?]

[Exactly, who says you have to play by the rules in a match? There’s nothing wrong with God Y’s move!]

Originally regretting losing to Lang Team, YYD and God Y’s fans were somewhat disappointed, but seeing such a smooth first blood at the start and the whole game following God Y’s pace, supporters of YYD and God Y got excited.

[It feels like we’re going to beat ETO!]

[That’s not a feeling, it’s a fact!]

In just ten minutes, there was already a three-thousand gold difference between the teams.

Either ETO would get wiped in one push, or they’d begrudgingly drag out until the late game.

Unfortunately for them, YYD didn’t give them any chance to develop, aggressively pushing into the enemy’s high ground and taking down their nexus.

[We won! Didn’t think we would actually win!]

[What do you mean by ’didn’t think’? Isn’t winning a normal thing? What’s with ’didn’t think we would win’?]

...

For a moment, hundreds of comments flew by, all celebrating with fireworks and congratulations, while the occasional spiteful remarks were drowned out.

"We won! Hahaha! We actually beat ETO! Wouldn’t even dare to dream this before!" Bi Luo jumped up excitedly.

Lan Ying hugged Bi Luo tightly, "Ahh! Did you just see that? I beat ETO’s CC."

During the lane phase, with the help of the captain, CC was pinned under the tower and couldn’t escape!

Bi Luo’s expression froze for a moment, looking at his face which was slightly flushed, "I, I saw it."

Lan Ying didn’t notice his expression at all and happily danced about.

The nearby coach also breathed a sigh of relief, being able to beat ETO had already proven their strength.

All they needed to do in this final period was focus on training.

Yun Yue stood up, her expression cold without any hint of joy, "Meeting in the training room in five minutes."

The laughter on everyone’s faces gradually faded, and they looked at each other with nervous tension.

Why did the captain seem unhappy even though we just won?

Huo Baoming helplessly shook his head, "Let’s all listen to the captain, meet in the conference room in five minutes."

They were too young to notice that ETO was intentionally throwing the game.

ETO wasn’t for nothing called Lao Liu’s team, playing mind games better than they ever could.

At that moment, Ruan Yingtong slammed the tablet onto the sofa angrily, "I’m so mad! What is ETO trying to imply?! A loss is a loss, and now they’re saying they intentionally let us win!"

Everyone exchanged glances, picked up the tablet, and looked at the comment section.

ETO.CC: After all, it’s only God Y’s recent comeback, and having already lost one match, we should give some respect to a senior.

ETO.NG: To be honest, YYD’s strength is even inferior to Lang Team, and the champion of the KPL competition is ours!

...

"This CC is already 23, and he dares to call our captain ’senior’! Talking about giving face to our captain? He probably wasn’t even in ETO when our captain became a legend!"

"Saying we are worse than Lang Team?! Hah! The KPL championship will be ours!"

The comments infuriated everyone, feeling like their lungs would explode.

ETO really had skills!

Even without their advantage being conceded, they could have won!

Seeing that they were going to lose, they actually threw the game, making everyone believe they intentionally let us win.

No wonder the captain had such a cold face, now I even admire her!

They were all about to explode with anger!

"Five minutes are up, let’s go quickly, or Yueyue will get angry!" Ruan Yingtong, looking at the time, was the first to enter the training room with the tablet, and the others followed cautiously, seated and observing Yun Yue’s face.

It seemed colder now than it did five minutes ago.

Yun Yue leaned back in her chair, put down her phone, and swept her icy gaze over them, "Why aren’t you laughing?"

Faced with her stare, everyone felt a tingling on their scalps.

Especially Bi Luo and Lan Ying, who were seeing this side of Yun Yue for the first time, broke out in a cold sweat.

"Don’t you even have the sense to see whether the other side was throwing the game, and you still have the nerve to be happy?!"

Bi Luo and Lan Ying felt immense pressure, their pleading glances turning toward Yixing and Qing Que opposite them.

The two exchanged glances then looked away.

Don’t look at them, they can’t help with this.

Yun Yue tapped gently on the table and, just as they felt they couldn’t withstand it anymore, turned to Ruan Yingtong, "Yingtong, explain to them some of the common tactics ETO uses."

"Okay," Ruan Yingtong stood up.

She began to write on the whiteboard with a marker.

"ETO’s most common tactics include goading, belittlement and disparagement, aggression, understanding how to control the situation, and using it to maximize their benefits..."

"Although we won this practice match, an objective analysis would say we’ve been thoroughly defeated. With one word about ’throwing the game’ they negated YYD’s strength and won a round of applause; plus, since we intentionally lost to Lang Team before, now many are saying we don’t even have the strength to compete in the KPL competition..."

ETO played a clever game; they got lambasted when winning matches, but applause when losing them, killing two birds with one stone – I might as well give them a round of applause for their cunning!