Chapter 101: FTW's new generation jungler king!

In a singles competition, the shortest time to a first kill was 40 seconds.

This was a record set by Close.

The lines of soldiers appeared after ten seconds. The first wave of soldiers arrived, and then he’d killed his opponent at level one.

This was even a brilliant set of operations for the global competition, and it shocked the entire Glory circle.

Coincidentally, Close had also been using the shadow thief at the time, while the player on the opposing side had taken the immortal warlock.

Just like Wei Xiao and Moonlit.

In theory, it was possible for a shadow thief to kill the immortal warlock right at the start of the game.

The immortal warlock was relatively weak before it unlocked its ultimate move, and its skills, movement speed, health bar, and defense all couldn’t compete with that of the shadow thief.

However, professional players all had their own ideas regarding their commonly played heroes.

In China’s Glory circle, Moonlit’s name was almost synonymous with that of the immortal warlock. He knew all the advantages and disadvantages of this talent spec better than anyone else.

His delicate positioning and careful micro operations meant that he wouldn’t be killed in the early stages of the game.

However, today’s Quiet wasn’t human!

As soon as he entered, the shadow thief’s red aura of oppression filled up the whole canyon.

When the soldier lines entered, the shadow thief took out its sword. Moonlit sensed something, but unfortunately, all of his actions had been seen through!

Handing over his flash skill less than one minute into the start of the game would be too much, surely. However, it was this one second of hesitation that meant that he missed the chance to escape and had his life swept away by the shadow thief.

Someone reacted, “F*ck, is this really Quiet? Are you sure it’s not Close playing for him?!”

“It’s an offline entertainment match, so do they need to bring out Close for this?”

“Who knows, take a look at the amazing popularity levels of Moonlit’s broadcast room. Maybe it’s been hyped up by both teams.”

If the traffic and popularity were high, they would have a larger audience. All sorts of people with bad intentions also started to appear.

However, the scrolling comments couldn’t affect the game, and the killing inside the game had already become white hot.

Wei Xiao obtained the first kill within a minute, undoubtedly stimulating Moonlit.

The live broadcasting room showed Moonlit’s perspective. People couldn’t see what the shadow thief was doing and could only follow the immortal warlock’s perspective.

This wasn’t the same as watching the game from the god’s perspective. They lost the advantage of being able to see the whole situation, and the sense of immersion was very strong.

It was so strong that it was like they were in the canyon, as though they were the immortal warlock themselves, as though they were also the ones being threatened by the shadow thief’s crimson blade.

Getting killed within one minute led to a more cautious Moonlit after his resurrection.

He knew Wei Xiao very well. Countless solos with him had made him extremely aware of how fierce this person was.

But today’s Wei Xiao was very different. Not only was he fierce, he was also crazy.

Moonlit held tight to his flash and was very wary of the shadow thief, vowing to remain alive until he reached level six.

Once he reached level six, the immortal warlock’s ultimate move would allow him to turn the tables perfectly.

However, Wei Xiao understood this truth even better than he did. He continued to suppress the immortal warlock, forcing him to choose.

Either offer up your head to be killed, or lose your soldiers.

If he was killed, he would lose a large amount of farm. However, if he lost his soldiers, it would also affect his growth.

Glory was a game of ‘watching farm’. Anyone who didn’t think to save up and strive to earn farm would just be strung up for slaughter in the later stages of the game.

Even someone whose individual operations level was superior, like Close, would find it impossible to kill their opponent with 8000 gold if they only had 3000 gold themselves.

Without money and levels, it didn’t matter how your operational skills were. Even a clever woman wouldn’t be able to cook rice without rice grains.

Moonlit had been forced into this position by the ferocious shadow thief.

Wei Xiao wasn’t ‘playing for entertainment’ at all. From the start, he’d had a very focused attitude, and his body exuded the aura of fighting until the death.

Moonlit liked this level of seriousness, but…

He was being completely suppressed. There was no way to fight back, and it was too oppressive!

It wasn’t that his operations weren’t good enough, it wasn’t that his positioning was flawed, it was that he couldn’t find any opportunities at all.

Moonlit had only hesitated for a second at the start of the game, but Wei Xiao, who’d grabbed the absolute superiority in the game didn’t even give him a single chance to breathe.

After finally reaching level six, the audience who was watching from Moonlit’s perspective finally caught their breath.

“Ultimate! Moon God, quickly use your ultimate move!”

“The shadow thief is done for! It’s useless even if he has light arcs, our immortal warlock’s ultimate move can give him immunity to 80% of all damage!”

“Yeah, even if eight light arcs hit Moon God in the face, as long as Moon God can link up his ultimate move, the light arc is nothing but a younger brother.”

“What if he manages nine…”

“What are you thinking? Close is the only one in the whole world who can do it. A rare talent who only shows up once in a hundred years, okay?”

“As everyone knows, nine light arcs is something that even the game developers didn’t expect would happen.”

“Only Close is able to do it.”

“Even if Quiet is learning from Close, he can’t…”

“Holy sh*t!”

While the audience was discussing enthusiastically, analyzing the situation with relish, and speculating with interest––

––they could be so relaxed, because Moonlit had finally started to fight back.

The immortal warlock that had its ultimate move was completely different. It had a huge advantage against the shadow thief’s light arcs.

The immortal warlock’s ultimate move of flying on the clouds was very difficult to operate, but it was very powerful once it was linked up. Firstly, the DPS output was considerable, and secondly, it made the immortal warlock immune to 80% of damage it received when it was flying on the clouds.

What did that mean?

If the eight light arcs dealt 10,000 damage, then it would only cause 2,000 damage even if it landed on the immortal warlock who was in the midst of its ultimate move.

Without calculating an immortal warlock’s defense value, it already had 3,000 points of health.

Normally, eight light arcs could kill three immortal warlocks, but it wasn’t enough to kill a single immortal warlock who was flying on the clouds.

The immortal warlock’s ultimate move didn’t deal as much damage as eight light arcs, but it was enough to easily cut down the shadow thief who had no damage immunity.

So, the shadow thief had no way to compete with the immortal warlock in terms of ultimate moves.

Of course, there were countless possibilities for error in this. Not everyone could easily start flying on the clouds, and not everyone could link up light arcs.

In a fight between the strong, the details were more important.

Once both of them were fully absorbed in the fight and focused on the details, the rest all depended on real strength.

If the shadow thief could brush out nine light arcs, then it would bring the damage from 10,000 to 20,000.

Even if the immortal warlock had 80% damage immunity, it would still die.

Everyone had already decided that nine light arcs was something that was exclusive to Close.

Everyone was absolutely certain that Quiet wouldn’t be able to link up nine light arcs.

But it was often the case that everyone’s point of view didn’t represent the truth.

When the light arcs that covered most of the canyon blew up, everyone was stunned.

Moonlit stared at the screen that had turned gray because of his death, and his eyes blazed with fervor.

The immortal warlock toppled over.

The shadow thief’s red cloak drifted down quietly, the scene incredibly gorgeous, and leaving only the figure hidden in the dark.

The blue crystal exploded.

Moonlit lost the game.

The entire live broadcast studio was silent.

The audience, who’d been watching the game from Moonlit’s first person perspective, had also been greatly affected.

Not everyone had had the opportunity to experience nine light arcs in the canyon.

Not to mention that Close rarely used the shadow thief, even in official competitions.

The experience from god’s perspective was completely different from experiencing it from the character’s perspective.

They could only scream when experiencing the former, while the latter one was thrilling and shocking.

They could feel the pressure Moonlit felt, experience the powerlessness that Moonlit felt, and also get a feel for the gap between the two.

They even felt a huge sense of frustration.

In the end, they weren’t Moonlit.

When faced with a sense of oppression, ordinary people would retreat, while top professional players would become inspired. Their blood would boil, their fingers tremble, and their eyes grow heated. They wanted to try and win again!

Not admitting defeat was a basic quality required to become a top player.

The scrolling comments were moving––

“It’s proven, this must be Close.”

“Is it worth them going so far? It’s just an entertainment game. Why ask the captain to fight for him?”

“Hah, FTW’s really amazing, they added 300,000 yuan, then still had Close go up to play?”

“No way, Close said that he wouldn’t participate.”

“Do you believe that Quiet can do nine light arcs?”

“No.”

“I don’t believe it +1.”

“I don’t believe it + ID number.”

There was no need to talk about how the audience didn’t believe it; FTW’s entire training room was silent.

From the start of the competition, Bai Cai, Ning Zhehan, and Yue Wenle had all stopped queueing for games to come and watch.

The live broadcast room gave Moonlit’s perspective, while they watched Wei Xiao’s perspective.

If Moonlit’s perspective could be described as oppressed, targeted, and smeared into the ground and rubbed around…

Then Wei Xiao’s perspective was the opposite.

Suppression, coercion, strong and fierce sneak attacks.

It turned out that experiencing the first person perspective as ‘Close’ could make people’s scalps go numb like this!

Indeed…

Even the FTW teammates who’d stared at Wei Xiao with wide eyes, watching as he executed this set of operations, felt that this wasn’t Quiet, but Close.

The person sitting here was Wei Xiao, but it was Close who’d entered the canyon.

Bai Cai’s goosebumps jumped straight out as he watched it.

He’d known for a long time that Wei Xiao understood Close, known early on that he was very good at imitating Close, and that Wei Xiao was simply like another Close when he was at his most obsessive moments.

However, this was the first time he’d seen Quiet throw himself away and become Close.

Brother Cai was very worthy of a person who lived in the gossip circles. He understood too much about the things that the fans could get up to.

As soon as Wei Xiao began to brush out the second half of his light arcs, he’d already started a video recording and recorded all his operations.

It would be best if nobody questioned it.

If people questioned it, then he would shove this video in their faces!

Let them have a good look––

It wasn’t Close.

It was Quiet!

The challenge arena had been set up for a long time, and everyone could only lose once.

Moonlit had defeated countless people, but he was finally taken down by Wei Xiao.

The host asked if there were any other challengers?

There was complete silence at the scene.

Challenge what?

Were they going to challenge and see how they could get beaten?!

After winning the challenge arena and getting 600,000 yuan, the corners of Wei Xiao’s lips didn’t even curve up.

He left the challenge room and went to continue ranking on the international servers.

The internet had already exploded, and various conspiracy theories emerged endlessly.

“Interesting. If we’d known early on that Close was participating, who would come and accompany him to play?”

“He said he was adding 300,00 but in fact, he wanted to take it all.”

“Tsk, tsk, FTW’s morals are getting lower and lower. The other side’s Captain Mo didn’t say that Close wasn’t allowed to compete, so did they have to go so far as to have him pay someone else’s account?”

“Enough already, Money’s schemes run deep too, using 300,000 to push up a live broadcast room’s popularity. This year’s RR endorsement fees are probably high enough to reach the heavens.”

“Really worthy of being a rich second generation, he’s a business genius.”

Bai Cai couldn’t bear to see Wei Xiao getting slandered like this, so he sent the video off to Xiang Liu.

Xiang Liu was in the midst of extracting the training room monitoring feed. The clarity from the monitoring recording was alright, but it was far less powerful than the close shot that Bai Cai had provided.

“Great job!”

Xiang Liu put up both videos on the official website and instantly cleaned up all the suspicious netizens.

There had been no substitution.

There was only FTW’s new generation jungler king––Quiet!

Xiang Liu had also sent Bai Cai’s video to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng sat in front of his computer, endlessly replaying the one minute video.

The video was shot from the back, and the angle had been selected well. Not only could the viewers see the computer screen clearly, they could also see Wei Xiao’s focused expression as he stared at the screen.

The youth’s black hair was slightly messy, his pale face was illuminated by the light arcs on the screen, and his pair of black eyes seemed coated with a layer of frost that separated the canyon’s gorgeous splendor from his inner coldness.

Not long ago, when Wei Xiao was pestering him to solo, he’d once asked him, “Captain, when will I be able to use nine light arcs?”

Lu Feng couldn’t remember what he’d said. He only remembered Wei Xiao sitting on his lap, his eyes curved as he said, “I’ll definitely be able to do it, because in the whole world, there’s only me and you who are made for each other.”

Lu Feng leaned back in his chair. He lifted his hand and loosened his collar in response to the surging feeling of suffocation that swept up.

He was more eager than anyone else to see Quiet’s nine light arcs.

But it wasn’t supposed to be like this.

The Quiet he wanted to see was brilliant, unbridled, acting recklessly without the slightest haze.

Wei Xiao queued on his own in the international servers until 6AM.

There was a ding in his private messages. It was a special icon from the competition zone’s strongest player.

Wei Xiao clicked it open and saw the ID ‘Marshall’.

It was six o’clock in the afternoon, North American time.

Yuan Ze: “Nine light arcs, not bad, little friend.”

Wei Xiao wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone.

Yuan Ze sent over another message, “You’re fighting so hard, is it because you want to kick aside your captain and sign yourself up to participate in the singles competition?”

These words stabbed into Wei Xiao’s chest like a knife and stirred up the unwillingness he’d felt for a whole day and night.

Wei Xiao: “Get lost.”

Yuan Ze was the kind of old beast who could get lost, and then roll right back again, “Be good, let Close have the opportunity to participate in the singles competition this year, and big brother will accompany you to play next year.”

The author has something to say:

Old Dog Yuan is here to break the situation [ Who would’ve dared to think that the old dog would still have some use? ]

xiin: you will be smiling through your tears soon…~ also, happy new year!