Glory [e-sports]

translator: xiin

editor: apricot

After the game, the sound of tremendous applause could be heard outside the noise cancelling headphones. The commentators spoke even more passionately with hoarse voices. As a non-professional commentator, how could Eurostar-star’s commentary compete with their reservoir of phrases? Even if he could, there was no way to interject as Brother Mouth was already full steam ahead, speaking at a shocking speed and using witty phrases. No one should even think of interrupting.

But Eurostar was excited enough that his cheeks were flushed red. So, he stood up and clapped wildly, and the sounds of his palms meeting were even fiercer than those of the audience!

This scene was recorded, and later on, it became part of Euro God’s dark history. We’ll skip it and move on.

The whole atmosphere was boiling with excitement, but the players on the stage weren’t able to come back to their senses that quickly.

They’d been too focused on the game, their nerves too immersed in it, and it was as though they hadn’t yet come back out of the canyon.

The headphones cut off the restless sounds of the world outside, so the contestants were able to hear their own heartbeats more clearly.

Thump thump thump, thump thump thump.

Pounding too quickly as if their hearts wanted to jump out of their chests.

Little Ning’s expression was incredulous. “We… we won?”

Beside him, Bai Cai couldn’t manage a reply.

Yue Wenle was numb and dazed. It was like he’d lost his soul and couldn’t speak.

Brother Cai: “F*ck!”

A huge rush of joy burst through his chest, gushing out and spreading instantly through the nerves across his entire body.

Even the tip of his tongue felt sweet. Every strand of hair felt great.

Ning Zhehan jumped up. “We made it into the global top four!”

He turned around and hugged Bai Cai fully, and Bai Cai didn’t have any attention to spare for how he was pressed into Little Ning’s arms and whether or not it was embarrassing. He hugged him back just as tightly and really wanted to jump around with him.

When the camera swept over, it caught the scene of them shifting from a stunned daze to excitement, moving the fans who’d followed their whole journey so much so that their eyes heated and tears gathered.

It hadn’t been easy…

It hadn’t been easy at all.

They thought back to the competition in the winter training camp, where L&P had played against FTW like adults toying with children, casually taking a win.

At the time, Ning Zhehan, Yue Wenle, and Bai Cai had all been awed by the aura of the Team of Gods and were tied up in knots and nervous.

But now, half a year later, one season later, they were already able to compete with the Team of Gods, could already stand shoulder to shoulder with the great demon king, and already had enough strength to hold up FTW!

Wei Xiao’s mood was fairly stable. Only his fingers were trembling; not because they’d won, but because the game just now had been too exciting and fun.

When it came to e-sports, winning was everything.

But this time, he experienced more than just a win.

That kind of focused fighting that left no space for any other thoughts, that reckless killing and fighting, the tension and stimulation that came from being able to trust his back to someone else unconditionally and face the enemy head-on, full of expectations…

At this moment, the beauty of the competition filled his blood.

The three little ones had all gathered in a group hug together by the time Wei Xiao came back to his senses.

He turned his head and immediately fell into a pair of familiar black eyes.

Wei Xiao’s eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips moved. He mouthed silently, “Did it feel good?”

Lu Feng: “……”

Attentive fans noticed it, and they instantly started screaming. “Holy shit, what did Quiet say to Close!”

“Feel good?”

“Wake me up, quickly! I must have been affected by a little train, why does everything seem so dirty!”

“Was he really asking that, holy shit.”

“Ahhhh, Little Lunatic Wei, your captain will lose control like that!”

“It’s real, it’s real, my CP is real!”

“Fellow sisters, make some room for me. I’ve got inspiration for my 10,000 word story!”

“!!!”

“Quickly, quickly, fellow sister, hurry up. I’m waiting for you to get it all out today!”

The CP fans all exploded, and even the rational fans were very quiet for once. Even the straight male fans were calm.

They’d seen those who sold rot that could reach the heavens, but they’d never seen anyone do it as naturally as Wei Xiao.

The straight men who’d seen it all no longer took it seriously. What hadn’t that little coquettish do-it-all not done before?

Not to mention…

It really did feel good!

In that game just now, they’d been pulled in to ‘feel good’ just by watching. Let alone the players in the arena, it was simply a peak experience!

Winning a game was definitely different from losing a game.

L&P were the ones who were really left in a trance that they still hadn’t woken up from yet.

The decisive game had really been a peak experience. They hadn’t thought about winning or losing throughout the entire game.

They hadn’t thought of winning or losing, but their emotions had been lifted up to the ultimate height. They had only wanted to do their best without pursuit of any particular results.

Being able to play a game like this was a rare experience for any professional player.

But… in the end, they’d lost.

They’d lost.

Lost to FTW.

Lost in the eight to four.

The championship team from two years ago, the runner up team from last year, had stopped in the top eight this year.

Bursts of sharp chills sprang up from their backs, raising goose bumps on their arms as their hands trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, it felt like they’d been pulled from heaven to hell, falling from the high clouds into the mire.

Their heated blood was frozen over, and a bone-chilling numbness spread out all over their body.

No one could speak, and their team chat was quiet.

VIVI, Mo, AA, Gary……

They all sat there in a daze. They didn’t dare to believe what the gray screen in front of them told them, and they didn’t dare to look directly at the scarlet ‘Defeat’.

“I’m sorry.”

The sound entered their ears, a husky voice speaking in a low tone.

They looked up abruptly and saw Yuan Ze sitting to their left. Their captain.

Yuan Ze’s line of sight was as straight as a pen as he stared at the computer screen. His side profile was stiff, and under the flashing light, the reflections of the earring in his ear had an unprecedented brilliance.

It didn’t seem like a dismal moment, but rather something splendid instead.

Old G choked and wanted to say something when he heard Yuan Ze continue softly. “I’m the one who has been in a bad state ever since we won the championship two years ago.”

In 2019, L&P had risen up from adversity and won the global championship!

Yuan Ze had lost direction even as he lit up the whole world with his brilliance.

After leaving the Team of Gods, he’d proven himself again and showed everyone that he had the strength of a champion, that he was a top player in the world, but…

But then what?

Old G burst into tears when he heard his words. He took off his headphones and threw himself at Yuan Ze in a bear hug.

Yuan Ze: “……”

The other three also had reddened eyes.

They’d lost the game and come to a stop at the top eight, putting themselves in such an awkward position, but they hadn’t shed any tears.

It was only when they heard Yuan Ze’s words that they could no longer suppress their surging emotions.

It was difficult to articulate what Yuan Ze felt in his heart, but this time, there was no guilt and remorse. There was only the spirit of fighting side by side. “We’ll do this again next time.”

His voice was a little choked, but he still attempted to keep his tone relaxed. “L&P, let’s do it again in 20XX!”

Turning the tables at a critical moment, they could still do that!

Gary was a big, sturdy man, but he was loud when he cried.

Other than his teammates, no one else knew how he felt.

VIVI, AA, and Mo all came over and hugged them, with the two of them at the center.

Last year… for a full year, they’d thought that Yuan Ze would leave the North American competition zone.

After getting L&P a championship, Yuan Ze’s mission had come to an end. Was he going to leave? They’d worried about it for two seasons, but they hadn’t dared to ask, hadn’t dared to mention it, and hadn’t even dared to think about it.

Now, they were finally relieved––

Their captain, he was still here.

Their Marshal was still here!

L&P would make their return next season!

FTW went up on the hot search yet, yet, yet again, and they occupied several entries at the same time. The primary one was a sensational post from the venue, filled with a series of screenshots.

The passers-by wondered, “Is it the Glory finals?”

“FTW won the championship?”

“Has the China competition zone woken up?”

After taking a closer look, what the hell, how was it the finals? It wasn’t even the semi-finals, it was just the eight into four round!

“It’s just the eight into four; do they have to be so excited?”

“Why does the eight into four have the same momentum as the finals? The Glory fans really know how to stir things up.”

“Isn’t it just the top four? How many years have they been noob for, that even making it into the top four is enough to shoot the entire competition zone to a climax?”

“Tsk, really worthless.”

After the aforementioned passes-by accidentally clicked open the game replay, they all ended up flooding over to watch the game––

“Glory’s actually a 10G game? What the hell, Laozi wants to play right now!”

“Newcomer begging for an explanation, is the shadow thief easy to play?”

“I’m a newbie. Is choosing the death knight as a first talent a good choice?”

That’s right, FTW had once again brought in a group of new players to Glory, but this time, the main force of this pull had changed from the great demon king to all five people from FTW.

The hot search was the hot search. The live broadcast was still ongoing.

The game was over, but there was still a much anticipated interview.

After they’d charged into the top four and won against L&P, Chen Feng was even more nervous than the players, to the point where he ignored the interview segment, allowing Little Lunatic Wei to ‘fish in troubled waters’ and slip away.

By the time Chen Feng realized, he glared. “Where’s the little lunatic!”

Brother Cai: “Cough……”

Chen Feng glared at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng shifted his gaze away.

Chen Feng: “……” Keep spoiling him, then. Spoil him all the way until death, and don’t worry about him poking a hole in the sky!”

Wei Xiao was really not far off from poking a hole in the sky.

He’d robbed Brother Cai of his job and happily gone to the interview table.

Although he’d only experienced a few interviews, Wei Xiao’s reputation was already known to the hosts, and he’d been added to their lists

Be cautious when interviewing FTW, especially when interviewing Little Lunatic Wei.

Just a little carelessness might only cause a small incident on the live broadcast, but the ruin it caused to their career could be major!

When the host in charge of the interview saw Little Lunatic Wei, he instantly felt a chill in his heart.

It was a male host this time, and he wasn’t caught up by Little Lunatic Wei’s smiling expression. His heart was filled with cursing and complaints about how FTW couldn’t act human. Why had they let this wolf out? Laozi still wanted to work in this industry for a few more years, marry a wife, and then retire!