Cong Yi was only three days older than Asleep. They were born in the same year and the same month, and their birthdays were only three days apart.

In principle, he couldn’t be considered that much older, but one call of ‘big brother’ from Asleep was more than he could bear.

However, this ‘Big brother Yi’ was different. It was a secret between the two of them.

Asleep, who had slight autistic tendencies as a child, was unaccepting of everyone, including his parents. It was only Cong Yi, who’d played with him from when they were three years old, who was different.

Asleep couldn’t speak, so Cong Yi would say things for him.

Asleep didn’t look at anyone, but Cong Yi would help him look.

Even the things that Asleep wanted to eat but didn’t dare to go get would be given to him by Cong Yi, who would help him get it.

Asleep’s parents had tried their best to help him speak, but they were unable to guide him. Later on, they had no other way but to ask Little Cong Yi, who was only five years old at the time, for help.

Cong Yi taught Asleep how to speak, but Asleep only listened and didn’t talk.

Later on, Cong Yi pointed to himself, “Big brother Yi.”

Asleep looked at him.

Cong Yi: “I’m your big brother Yi.”

He’d instructed him many times to no avail, but one time, Asleep’s game machine had broken down, and he’d finally spoken, “… Big brother Yi, it broke.”

For Cong Yi, these three words were different.

Asleep really didn’t make requests––it wasn’t that he didn’t want to, and it wasn’t that he couldn’t, but that he wouldn’t.

His only requests would start with these words.

So…

Cong Yi straightened his back and stared at the screen, “Then, we’ll win!”

He’d always believed that Asleep’s genius was different from ordinary people’s genius. When it came to Glory, they’d proved this point!

Asleep was a true genius player in the Glory canyon!

The commentators noticed 3U’s change in momentum, “Although they lost a quadrakill, 3U’s momentum hasn’t reduced at all. Instead, their storm thief’s thinking seems even clearer.”

“Yes, the 3U team has grown rapidly since last year, and they’re able to bring us new surprises with every game.”

“They’re starting to break off one by one!”

Cong Yi was 3U’s main commander, and the real ‘brain’ of 3U.

Asleep wanted to win, so he would accompany him to win!

The space-time knight was very strong, and when it was used the way God Tang had used it, it was simply like a bug.

Four people had died, then resurrected again on the spot. This was like seeing hell while still being alive!

Yet, they also couldn’t say that there was no way to target the space-time knight. Competitive game developers pursued balance in the game.

No matter how strong a talent was, there would always be a way to restrain it.

For example… splitting off one by one.

The space-time reversal had a very long cooldown time. As long as 3U could avoid having large-scale group battles with them, the power of this skill would be greatly reduced.

The impact of resurrecting one person was completely different from resurrecting four people.

As long as they could control the other side’s health and avoid killing all four people at the same time, they could completely overcome the space-time reversal!

FTW soon felt the effects of this change.

Wei Xiao: “This brat Cong Yi is really annoying.”

Brother Cai disdained him grumpily: Who can be more f*cking annoying than you?

The audience watched on with great interest, “3U’s mentality is really good. If I was the one who encountered that wave just now, my mentality would’ve collapsed a long time ago.”

“That’s why they’re professional players, while you’re a noob player.”

“Damn it!”

“I don’t know if it’s just my delusions, but it seems that FTW isn’t proficient enough with this line-up.”

“Be a little more confident, what do you mean ‘delusion’? God Tang and the team have only been practicing together for a week. How skilled can they be together?”

“Ahhhhh, I’m not confident, but I don’t want FTW to lose, I don’t want God Tang to lose!”

“Seriously…”

The rational analysis emperors showed up, “No matter who loses this game, it will have little impact on their placement.”

“Yeah, this is FTW’s third game in the regular season. There’s 16 games left, and losing a game here to calm down a little isn’t so bad.”

“Previous poster is a hater who should get the hell out. My cub is very calm already, don’t force him to calm down!”

“This is also 3U’s third game. Losing now isn’t so bad, either. They can review the game properly and sum up their experience. Only in this way will they be able to go wild later on.”

“Yeah, it’s just a small game, and it won’t affect the final group rankings.”

“It’s great that these two teams aren’t in the same group. I feel that they can both take first place.”

“This RR fan doesn’t agree. Why can’t our Moonlit take first place?!”

“This TPT fan is unhappy now. Group B’s number one must belong to our Eurostar!”

A fight broke out in the scrolling comments again, and the occasional rational analysis was drowned out by the fans arguing.

Some fans had been right in their point of view, though. Winning or losing this game wasn’t important for either side.

The regular season would last for over two months. Each team had to fight 19 games, and it was not only impossible but meaningless to win all of them.

In a sense, this so-called regular season was also a series of ‘training matches’ that the game officials had arranged for the players.

It let them adapt to the game, familiarize themselves with their opponents, and try out new routines.

The more training they had during the regular season, the more confident they would be during the playoffs.

If they shrank back and cowered during the regular season, not daring to do this and that, what awaited them would be death during the elimination system in the playoffs.

It was just that the two teams were too serious in today’s games, and the fans were too immersed in it, unable to bear seeing their team lose.

But, in fact, they all knew that losing a game wouldn’t affect their ability to take first place in their groups, and would even bring them some positive benefits.

Tripping now was better than falling later. They had to remain vigilant in order to make continuous progress!

Of course, no matter what was happening outside the court, the ten people in the canyon were already red-eyed with killing intent.

They wanted to win!

They had to win!

They’d already fought all the way until now. Who the hell would be willing to lose!

3U had a good plan, and FTW had a good counter-plan.

If you break off from the group in order to mess with my God Tang, then I’ll split apart and kite the soldier lines, forcing you to run around until your legs break!

This wave of operational tug of war began, time marching onwards relentlessly.

When the off-stage Chen Feng saw that the game time had hit 50 minutes, he sighed lightly.

This group of kids were still a bit too young.

But, it was okay. They’d performed very well, extremely well.

Chen Feng was completely calm, and he was also very pleased.

3U had been ready to risk everything this time. The line-up they’d taken out was obviously something they’d worked on secretly for a long time.

Asleep’s storm thief, Li Chun’s zither warlock, and Cong Yi’s overall planning, all of it was being played to the limit now.

On the other hand, on FTW’s side, their line-up was something they’d put together for the first time, Tang Chen’s state wasn’t ideal, and the five of them had only practiced together for a bit more than a week.

If they were able to win against the 3U that had cut off all means of retreat, it would be a bit too exaggerated.

The more they dragged the game on, the less Tang Chen would be able to hold on.

The stabbing pain that had been suppressed with passionate blood and strong willpower flared up again.

Wei Xiao was the first to sense it, but there was nothing he could do.

Asleep, who’d remained vigilant the whole time, managed to catch a loophole in FTW’s game, and pounced on it like a cheetah.

He forcibly started a group fight, and the momentum of thousands of troops swept across the canyon that held ten people!

The audience was boiling, the scrolling comments were exploding, and the commentators spoke quickly like war drums that resounded through the sky, setting off a heat wave in the already heated environment of this tense fight.

Bai Cai fell.

Cong Yi fell.

Cong Yi and Ning Zhehan died together.

Yue Wenle killed Yoyo, and Asleep took down Yue Wenle.

Tang Chen turned back time for Yue Wenle.

The Yue Wenle who’d stood back up again killed Popsicle.

Before Popsicle died, he managed to sweep Yue Wenle away again.

Resurrection armor, invincibility blade, extreme damage immunity…

Countless equipment was replaced one after another through the players’ high hand speeds.

There were only ten people, and the fight only lasted a few seconds, but it felt as though it was fought over a century of time.

Finally…

The storm thief and the shadow thief launched their ultimate moves at the same time.

The storms and light arcs that streaked through the sky made the scene look like a brilliant supernova.

“What happened, what happened?”

The fans were extremely anxious, “Who’s left alive! Who managed to remain standing until the end!”

Commentator A: “The shadow thief fell first, but Quiet still has a resurrection armor. He stood back up again!”

Commentator B: “The shadow thief attacked with a shadow and took the storm thief’s head.”

“Is Quiet the one who managed to remain standing?”

“No! The storm thief still had one damage immunity…”

System Announcement––

3U.Sleep killed FTW.Quiet.

FTW.Quiet killed 3U.Sleep.

The storm thief and the shadow thief perished together!

A battle that lasted for an hour, a battle that saw everyone fight to the bloody, bitter end. The end result was that nobody survived.

It was extremely quiet in the canyon, and the screens of all ten players were dark.

What to do…

The ones who were closest to resurrection were the support players from both sides. There was still ten seconds left.

The super soldiers on FTW’s top lane arrived at the 3U base.

3U’s bottom lane super soldier arrived at FTW’s base.

This was now a super soldier competition!

What the hell…

10, 9, 8, 7…

Both sides’ crystals lost health at the same time under the super soldiers’ artillery blasts.

“Cong Yi resurrected!”

“Bai Cai resurrected!”

The support players from both sides began to clean up the soldiers. As long as they could kill the super soldiers and guard the crystal…

Victory!

There was a shocking cheer from the audience, and 3U’s fans all burst into tears at this moment.

The game was over. Cong Yi leaned back in his chair, his back covered in a layer of sweat.

Fortunately…

They’d won…

If they’d lost, he would be too ashamed to face Asleep.

The venue was full of jubilation. The ten contestants didn’t move, and it was as though they hadn’t yet come out of the canyon.

Wei Xiao smiled lightly, “Damn, they’re really strong.”

Bai Cai: “……”

Wei Xiao got up and shot Brother Cai a glance, “Let’s go.”

Brother Cai came back to his senses, “I…”

Wei Xiao: “What do you mean, you? Didn’t you have a good time playing?”

It wasn’t just Brother Cabbage. The others from FTW were also stunned by his question.

There was no haze in Wei Xiao’s eyes; they were still as bright as the sun, “Winning or losing is very important, but enjoying the game is even more important.”

Tang Chen, who was right in front of him, felt his heart leap.

Wei Xiao reached out a hand to Tang Chen. “Brother Tang, we can definitely win first place in our group for the regular season.”

Losing a small game was nothing. Their regular season journey had only just begun!

And in this game, FTW had shown everyone infinite hope.

Close wasn’t here.

Tang Chen hadn’t been on the court for long.

Their team hadn’t practiced together for long enough.

They hadn’t trained with this line-up.

But all of this didn’t matter. They had told everyone with absolute strength––this was just the beginning.

The great king was waking up!

Tang Chen stood up and bumped fists with Wei Xiao. “Okay!”

First place in their regular season group, they were absolutely going to get it!

Because 3U won the game, the camera cut to 3U.

Compared with how relaxed FTW was, 3U’s mood was heavier.

They’d won, but winning had been too difficult.

When faced with this FTW that had lost its leader, 3U had actually still been pushed onto this dead end road.

They didn’t dare to imagine how terrible this team would become when Close came back.

In the physiotherapy room, the little nurse was in a daze, “About that…”

It was over, it was over, it seemed that they’d lost the game!

Lu Feng had just finished his physiotherapy. After saying goodbye to the medical staff, he dialed Wei Xiao’s cell phone.

At this moment, Wei Xiao was boasting backstage, “I’m not insisting, but with Brother Tang’s space-time knight, if we go back and practice it a few more times, even Y1 will need to kneel down and call us daddy…”

Brother Tang: “……”

Bai Cai: “……”

Yue Wenle: “……”

Little Ning: “About that…”

Brother Xiao, that’s really a bit too exaggerated, right?

Wei Xiao still wanted to continue boasting, but his phone rang.

He glanced down at it, then cleared his throat and said, “You guys should first reflect on why you’re all so strong. I’m going to take a call.”

Chen Feng had just come inside. He almost sprained a leg when he heard this––reflect on what?!

Sure enough, with Little Lunatic Wei around, they couldn’t have any sort of normal atmosphere!

Wei Xiao found a place with nobody around and couldn’t wait to pick up the call, “Captain…” He missed him; he really missed him.

Lu Feng’s heart melted when he heard his soft voice. He originally already wanted to coax him, but now his voice became even gentler, “You played very well.”

Wei Xiao had just wanted to say: Of course! That last game was so extraordinary that Laozi even wants to comfort Asleep and tell him not to be discouraged. He should train hard with the storm thief so that Laozi can turn around and hammer him to death later.

And then…

Wei Xiao’s ears trembled from Lu Feng’s voice, and he wanted to hear more of it.

He spoke in an aggrieved tone, “We lost.”

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao squeezed his eyes shut and cried, “Captain, I lost.”

In this instant, Lu Feng believed him. He couldn’t help tightening his fingers around his cell phone, and his voice became even softer and gentler, “It’s okay, it’s just a small game. It doesn’t matter if you win or lose.”

Wei Xiao continued his efforts. “I’m so sad…”

Lu Feng’s heart clenched, “Don’t feel sad, you did a good job.”

Wei Xiao couldn’t hold back anymore. “How well did I do?”

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao, who knew that he’d exposed himself, stopped pretending. “I don’t care! I lost, I’m sad. Captain, I won’t recover unless you give me a ten thousand word love letter!”

The author has something to say:

The captain is filled with heartache, but it turns out that it wasn’t necessary hahahahahaha

xiin: i love the things that come out of WX’s mouth… ‘first reflect on why you’re so strong’ hahaha