Chapter 157.2: I’m not on my own. I can’t make him worry.

After this ‘thrilling escape’, Yuan Ze sat up straight. His attitude changed, his previous casual aura disappearing as he became serious.

In recent years, he hadn’t tossed solo aside despite not participating in the solo competition.

Not to mention playing against Kim Sung-hyun and Xie He, even Gary had accompanied him to play countless solo games.

Yuan Ze wasn’t unfamiliar with it, and he was even stronger than he’d been three years ago, but…

He hadn’t been able to gain any benefits from Close, someone who hadn’t touched the game for over a month.

People would start to slack off after being comfortable all year round.

Yuan Ze had been feeling uninterested and bored since one year ago.

District champion, global champion… hollow achievements had made his spirit relax.

What had he been pursuing over these years?

Number one in Glory?

Strongest top-lane?

Global triple championship?

No.

He was waiting for an opponent, waiting to have a full-blown battle, waiting for the hot-blooded, boiling passion that wanted to burst out of his blood vessels!

What he yearned for was this almost-forgotten tension and stimulation, this excitement that made one’s scalp go numb!

He’d experienced this feeling not long ago during the winter training camp. Wei Xiao had given it to him.

Now, Close had brought him even more of a shock.

Yuan Ze took a deep breath and became incomparably serious.

He wanted to win. He wanted to win this solo game, and he wanted to settle things with Close before the solo competition revamp!

It was three years late; he should’ve given him recognition and support a long time ago.

The battle grew more and more intense, and everyone tried their best to keep their eyes open out of fear of missing something in this wonderful duel between the two people in the canyon.

They exchanged health, pulled even, and pushed up their farm.

During the long 20 minutes, neither side got a kill, but they played extremely fiercely.

Everyone was conscious of the fact that in this solo game, there was only room for dying once.

The match would be over as soon as either side died.

The more the game dragged on, the more decisive it became.

A 50 second resurrection timer would cut off all their chances of recovering after death.

Dying meant losing.

This was a real battle!

System Announcement:

Killing You Is A Matter Of Principle killed International Server Lu.

Everyone was stunned when this announcement came out, Yuan Ze included.

What was going on?

Wei Xiao had seen it clearly. Just now, when Yuan Ze attacked Lu Feng, Lu Feng hadn’t moved. He didn’t release any skills at all.

Wei Xiao sent out a question on the scrolling comments, “Did you disconnect?”

That wasn’t right, the live broadcast was still on. How could he have disconnected?

And besides, they were sharing the same network. There was no reason for the captain to drop offline while Yuan Ze didn’t.

Yuan Ze looked at him sidelong. “What’s the deal?”

Lu Feng released his mouse and loosened his shoulders. He said calmly, “Time’s up.”

Everyone present: “???”

Lu Feng: “I can only play for two hours a day. Just now, that was the last second.”

L&P training room: “………………………..”

In the FTW base, even Bai Cai’s head was covered in a string of ellipsis. Only Wei Little Xiao had recovered somewhat. “F*ck, I forgot about the time!”

The doctor had said that Lu Feng could only play for two hours a day. Before going to the L&P base, Wei Xiao had told Lu Feng repeatedly that he could only play for two hours and that he had to put his body’s health above everything.

Lu Feng had promised him, “Okay.”

It was a seemingly perfunctory word, but he’d remembered it from the bottom of his heart.

Yuan Ze’s expression was stunned. “You… couldn’t you just extend for five minutes?” Five minutes maximum would’ve been enough for them to determine the winner. This brat…

Lu Feng rotated his wrists and looked at him. “We’re different.”

Yuan Ze: “???”

Lu Feng: “I’m not on my own. I can’t make him worry.”

Yuan Ze: “……………………”

On the other side, Wei Xiao’s face heated. He looked at Brother Cai. “Did you hear that? That’s my boyfriend, the best one in the whole world.”

Bai Cai: “……………………”

Being half the world apart didn’t hinder Teacher Yuan and Brother Cai from having the same thought: F*ck!

Since Close had already spoken, they naturally couldn’t continue playing.

After all, he wasn’t in good health, and nobody could afford to take the blame if something happened.

Old G didn’t know that this was a mouthful of dog food and was very moved. “Close is so responsible. He knows that the whole of FTW is behind him and is taking good care of his body.”

Yuan Ze had a headache and wanted to ignore G.

Gary praised Close for a while, then went to comfort Yuan Ze, “Captain, don’t be anxious. We’ll have a showdown when the singles competition starts!”

Yuan Ze was upset when he thought about it. “In the future…” Damn it, could they solo again later on?

The people around them didn’t understand, but Lu Feng tossed him a sentence, “See you later.”

Yuan Ze was stunned.

See you later.

The winner and loser hadn’t been determined this time, but there would be countless next times.

Yuan Ze’s heart felt sour. He scolded darkly: Stinky brat.

In fact, he understood.

He understood what Lu Feng meant.

Yuan Ze: “Let’s go, let’s go. I’ll take you back to the hotel.”

Later on, this solo game ended up in Kim Sung-hyun’s hands.

Kim Sung-hyun hissed when he saw the ending.

He gave Yuan Ze a call. “Old shit, you’re really regressing as you get older.”

Yuan Ze: “Get lost.”

Kim Sung-hyun lifted his chin, speaking in his strange Chinese that contrasted with his aloof and cold idol level face, “Don’t think about eating shit all day long. Be a little more promising. After three years, you actually need Lulu to take it easy on you. Don’t you feel like you’re losing farts?”

Yuan Ze tsked and hung up the phone.

Damn it, of course he knew!

Only playing for two hours wasn’t a lie, but taking it easy on him wasn’t a lie, either.

Otherwise, Lu Feng wouldn’t have dragged the game on for so long. He would’ve won the game a long time ago.

But at the end of the day, they were at L&P. No matter how Lu Feng sniped at him verbally until he couldn’t even lift up his head, it was still all done in Chinese.

In the canyon, he didn’t want Yuan Ze to lose.

It hadn’t been easy for him to gain a foothold and stand alone in North America, which was filled with strong players.

Yuan Ze’s heart felt very uncomfortable when he thought of these things.

Two years together, three years apart, but in the end, he was still being taken care of by this little brat.

He really was regressing the more he lived.

Wei Xiao coaxed his boyfriend to sleep. Meanwhile, the list of participants for the kick-off brawl game was under a lot of attention.

Bai Cai saw the results one step ahead of him. And then…

Wei Xiao saw it a moment later. And then…

One had an ashen face that looked like they needed to be sent to the emergency room for rescue, while one jumped three feet high, wishing they could hug Brother Cai and spin him around in circles.

Bai Cai: “This is damned…”

Wei Xiao: “Bad ass, Brother Cai! Big boss Brother Cai, Brother Cai’s little hands are really lucky!”

Wei Xiao had five high ranked server accounts. In a moment of carelessness, four of them had actually been selected.

What was more exaggerated was that there were only a total of seven spots across the whole China competition zone, but now, four of them were in Wei Xiao’s hands.

Brother Cai pleaded, “Your Majesty, for the sake of my hard work, please don’t make me take part in the competition, okay?”

The opening match for the big brawl mode? He didn’t want to go. He would rather die than go!

Was that a place where a zen youth would go?!

It wasn’t!

The heroes he was good at were either the priest or the priest.

When it came to priest talents, other than being a milk mom, it was a milk dad. If anything else, then it was a medicine pot.

In short, there were absolutely no damage skills, and other than healing, there was only more healing.

If he was tossed into a big brawl like this, how could he live on?

Healing skills couldn’t be given to an opponent, and a priest could only deal damage through basic attacks with its light wand. If this was enough to kill people, then Brother Cai would cut off his own head and let others play around with it like a soccer ball.

This was why Brother Cai didn’t want to participate in the big brawl and wouldn’t go even if it meant death.

Wasn’t he living happily? Why would he go seeking self-humiliation?

Emperor Wei’s dragon heart was pleased and he approved this proposal, “Alright. You’re lucky and whatever you say is right.”

It was already a miracle to have one winning account. Yet they’d actually managed four; Brother Cai was really a big treasure!

Bai Cai was relieved. For better or worse, he didn’t want to die.

Honestly speaking, not wanting to go and send himself to his death in the big brawl was one thing, but Wei Xiao’s alt account ID names that he couldn’t bear to look directly at was another thing.

Going and competing with those IDs over his head? He’d rather smash his own head against the wall and die.

Wei Xiao went to the training room excitedly and announced the good news to everyone.

There were four spots. Brother Cai wasn’t going, and there were just enough remaining spots for everyone else to go and join the big brawl!

However, Xiang Liu smashed a whole bucket of icy cold water over his head. “The organizers have set restrictions. There can’t be more than two people from each team.”

Wei Xiao was confused. “I’m not going as a player!” He wasn’t going to participate with his professional player identity. Why wasn’t it allowed!

Xiang Liu explained it to him patiently.

Wei Xiao: “……”

It made a bit of sense.

Obviously, the organizers had long anticipated that there would be a possibility where professional players would try to snatch up accounts, so they’d added such restrictions.

The number of spots allocated to each competition zone was limited. It was understandable that professional players would want to participate in such a major event.

Every club would definitely have their own set of national server accounts, and there were rules in the account selection algorithm that meant that priority would be given to high-ranking IDs.

For example, Wei Xiao’s five alt accounts. The reason why four of them had won was because on one hand, Brother Cai’s hands were just really lucky, and on the other hand, these four alt accounts all had very key points.

First, they were all high ranked national server accounts.

Second, they all peak accounts with differing professions.

Third, they hadn’t been authenticated with the same identity numbers.

So, given how these accounts were in line with the selection standards and adding on Lucky Vegetable, it would actually be stranger if he didn’t get selected.

Wei Xiao was very disappointed. “That means we only have one spot.”

He was the only one in the entire training room who was disappointed. Ning Zhehan was already waving his flag and cheering, “Brother Xiao, you can do it!”

After seeing the game IDs for those accounts, Yue Wenle also said, “You can do it, grandmaster.”

Brother Cai’s eyes shifted, and his obsession with money flared up. “Since there’s three more accounts left, how about we sell them?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

There must be a lot of teams waiting to jump at this opportunity. For example, one easy target was Money.

Everyone: “……”

Seriously, just take a look at these game IDs. Would anyone really want to use them!?

National server ADC––Close Has Great Skills.

National server mage king––Close Is Very Strong.

National server warrior––Close Has Super Endurance.

National server jungler––I Like Close The Most!

xiin: heehee these names 🙂