As soon as the door closed, Randy stood up and said, "It's almost time. Everyone, get ready."
"Alright."
It was the first day of their official competition. Everyone was tense. Lord Top walked in front of Randy and gently patted his palms that hung on both sides.
Randy looked at her.
Lord Top smiled at him, "Captain, trust me."
When he looked at her determined eyes, Randy suddenly became spirited. He clapped his hands and waved his arms at everyone. "Come on!"
All the members were driven up and clapped at him, "Victory!"
The participants were all in the top three of each country's preliminaries. They represented their countries in this game competition. Everyone had badges on their shoulders that represented their countries. Randy's team was holding the national flag high. Carl and Mr. and Mrs. Geller were sitting in the audience. They did not sit close. They were afraid that Randy would feel pressured when he saw them. So they chose a slightly further distance. The big screen was real-time recording. The game could be seen no matter how far.
Randy had been under a lot of pressure these days. He barely talked to them. He ate little and hurried back to practice. When Mr. and Mrs. Geller arrived here, they realized the importance of their son's match. He represented the country. There were tens of thousands of people sitting in front of the TV watching the match.
Originally, Mr. and Mrs. Geller thought it was only competition and did not take it to heart. Now, sitting in the audience, they felt nervous for Randy.
The big screen rolled to match the teams. There were twelve matches on the first day, six matches in the morning, and six matches in the afternoon. The rules of the game were three rounds and two wins. In other words, two teams would be eliminated on the first day.
When the big screen stopped rolling, Randy stopped breathing. They had no competition on the first day, but there was the first place in the preliminaries.
He didn't know if this news was good or bad. After all, the team left at the end would only be more powerful and harder to deal with.
"Keep your spirits up and see how they fight," Randy said in a low voice, "Looking at them and thinking. If we were to fight them, how should we do?"
The team members nodded solemnly.
To many people's surprise, the team that was first in the preliminaries was eliminated on the first day.
They failed on the first day. Randy watched that team leave with their heads down. Their audience under the stage left one after another. After all, their team was defeated on the first day.
Randy felt a little breathless. He went to the bathroom to smoke at the half-time break. Right now, there was only his team and the second team in the preliminaries. Not to mention winning the award, his greatest hope now was to represent the country to stay on the last day of the competition.
After the first day, Randy went to Carl and chatted with him for a while. Then, he stood in the corridor and smoked a cigarette before returning to his room. Then, he turned on the TV and watched the replay of today's competition.
The team members came in one after another. They sat on the floor and looked at the screen silently. Randy saw a scene and pressed the pause. He explained a few words to them and then continued to play. The game lasted for twenty minutes. Randy talked for more than forty minutes. After it was over, he turned off the TV. "Everyone, go back and rest."
"Yes."
Everyone was tense. They were waiting for a match. However, even on the third day, it was not their turn. On the fourth day, there were only three teams left.
Each team was extremely powerful for the Seven Young Masters.
The second team in the preliminaries had failed yesterday. When they left, their captain nodded at Randy. He clenched his fist and nodded at his chest.
Randy understood what he meant. He also clenched his fist and nodded at his chest.
At this point, only Randy and his team were left in the competition that represented the country.
On the fifth day, the Seven Young Masters finally appeared on the big screen. Randy breathed a sigh of relief and clenched his fists. He turned around and looked in the direction of Carl and Mr. and Mrs. Geller. Then, he patted the shoulders of the team members one by one, "Everyone, keep your status! Don't be nervous!"
"Yes!"
After going on stage, Randy checked the machine and equipment. Lord Top changed into her keyboard and mouse. The team members sat in their seats with headphones on and adapted to the feeling.
This time, they were up against J Country. J Country's people were stronger in every aspect, and their sports nerves were stronger.
"That little guy should be AD Carry, and the big guy should be the jungle," Lord Top said while wiping the keyboard, "Captain Randy goes to the middle, and I'll be the jungle."
Randy's usual role was jungle.
"Why?" He shook his head, "No, we have to take the hero we are most confident this time."
Lord Top looked back at him, "They have studied us and know that you will be the jungle and I will be the AD Carry. So we have to change our strategy. You confuse them. Then in the early stage, they will catch you and give us some time to develop. As long as you guarantee your safety, leave the rest to me."
Lord Top was right. During the opening selection of heroes, the other side banned the jungle hero that Randy often used. They had studied Randy's team and had banned all five of their best heroes at the beginning.
Lord Top rubbed the mouse, with her eyes fixed on the screen. Wink and Urchin had snatched the big tank support and the big tank.
The other team member chose the AD Carry. Randy had no choice but to choose the middle road. Lord Top chose the last one from the total attack. She chose a weak jungle hero.
A burst of laughter broke out in the J Country's team. They probably felt that the Seventh Young Master was so scared that they didn't have the mood to participate in the competition, so they came to a suicidal choice.
Lord Top touched the keyboard and sneered, "Laugh now. Let's see who will be the last to laugh."
Wink and Urchin sat next to her. They were almost shocked by the murderous aura coming from her body. Randy looked up at the audience. He might not see Carl. He quickly looked down at the screen.
The audience was filled with the people of J Country. This competition seemed to have been predicted the outcome. Randy was unwilling. He gritted his teeth and shouted in his headset, "All of you, show me your best!"
The game began.