Glory [e-sports]

Things were relatively calm before level 6. It was only after level 6 that Wei Xiao got a feel for TPT’s routine.

The zither warlock together with the puppet warlock was a really disgusting combo.

One of them had control skills, DPS, and healing, while the other one could force the shadow thief to move a certain way. When used correctly, even the curve of the light arcs could be twisted around!

Although the light arcs had a wide attack range, it was still aimed in a certain direction.

The area 180 degrees in front of the shadow thief was its attack direction. As the light arcs stacked up, the range would increase, but no matter how wide it was, there was still a front and back to the damage dealt.

The puppet warlock could manipulate an enemy talent. There was no need to twist him around too much. As long as he was gently turned around in the first half second of the light arcs, the damage dealt would be greatly reduced!

What was even more disgusting was that the puppet warlock could also move their own teammates.

If they were unable to control the shadow thief, then they just had to move their own heroes, instantly shifting from a position in front of the shadow thief to behind him. Even though the damage caused by the back of eight light arcs wasn’t low, it was no longer enough for an insta kill.

As long as they were still alive, then the zither warlock’s healing was enough for them to continue living on.

The shadow thief was a hero who would have an empty period where no skills could be used after brushing out the light arcs. If he was unable to kill off his opponents right then, it would be very difficult for him to continue dealing damage.

So, if he couldn’t kill the other side, then he would either have to run off and escape or be killed off by his opponents.

High performance talents also meant high risk.

Wei Xiao and Lu Feng’s shadow thief was too strong, and they’d covered up this high risk, but Fu Li had now exposed it.

Wei Xiao sucked in a breath. “There’s something there.”

Chen Feng was shocked as he watched: it was fortunate that they hadn’t dragged things on until the battle of freedom. If they’d really hit the fifth match, then it would be difficult to say who the champion would be.

The five players from TPT were obviously holding onto repressed anger. They’d lost 3-0 in the finals, and it had taken them many days to recover from the loss.

Although they weren’t really angry, it was certain that they were unable to remain calm.

During this season, FTW had travelled through a bumpy path and worked bitterly to improve themselves. How could it not be the same for them?

Fu Li wished that there were 48 hours to each day, and Eurostar could see his own captain in the training room no matter what time he went. Old veteran players Du Yi, Wei Ji watched as even new players were so hard working, so how could they not follow suit?

Trust was accumulated through joint efforts that had been made over endless days and nights.

Admittedly, TPT also had some of the problems that FTW had had before––an overreliance on their captain.

However, this unconditional trust had also contributed to the current TPT.

They had been eclipsed in the finals, but to be able to come and have a training match with FTW again so soon meant that even without mentioning anything else, the TPT team’s psychological state was definitely one of the best in the league.

As they fought on, Wei Xiao was also able to figure out Fu Li’s intentions.

His mouth might be shouting about regret and wanting to let FTW see the ace up their sleeve, but in fact, they were there to accompany them to train, remind them, and help them circumvent potential problems.

If TPT could come up with a viable routine, then the many excellent teams worldwide probably could, as well.

The shadow thief had already become FTW’s signboard. And as a signboard, it would definitely be studied.

This round of actions from TPT was really done out of the goodness of their heart. They showed their routine to FTW, simultaneously reminding them not to blindly trust in their line-up but to make full preparations in order to avoid the possible risks.

The zither warlock used in conjunction with the puppet warlock really restrained the shadow thief.

Du Yi didn’t have Yan Jiang’s precision control, and Fu Li couldn’t do Yan Jiang’s super-strong control, but their line-up was actually more devastating than Y1’s.

There were very few players who could use the elemental shaman like Yan Jiang.

But there were many puppet warlock and zither warlock players who could play at Du Yi and Fu Li’s level.

This simple combination was already able to put FTW in a tight spot, and this was the most deadly point.

There was only one Y1, but there were many TPTs. FTW had to be on alert and come up with countermeasures.

After the training match, Fu Li spoke calmly, “This line-up still has breakthrough points.”

Wei Xiao was full of respect for this Glory study god. “Captain Fu, please share!”

Fu Li might be kind, but he wouldn’t give everything out in vain. He’d taken out and shared the treasure at the bottom of his chest and naturally wanted some reward in return.

Fu Li: “So, you guys played one day and one night of training matches?”

Wei Xiao understood what he wanted as soon as he heard this.

Chen Feng said, “You can stay and watch the replays if you’re interested.”

The training match recordings shouldn’t be shared externally, but it didn’t matter if they stayed here and watched it. Additionally, they were only watching the games where FTW was involved, and TPT had already missed their opportunity to enter the globals, so they wouldn’t be exposing any tactics.

Fu Li: “Okay.”

This was what he’d been waiting for.

There was no BP in the battle of freedom, so it was difficult to target the zither warlock and puppet warlock through BP. The starting point to avoiding this problem lay with the support position.

Chen Feng had thought of having Brother Cai practice the purification priest, but unexpectedly, Fu Li gave them another answer, “You guys can also take the puppet warlock.”

This…

It was true that the same talent could be chosen by both sides in the battle of freedom…

Wei Xiao clapped. “We can do that!”

If they practiced this line-up, they could counter anything the opposite side decided to use.

Fu Li continued, “If you’re brave enough, you can also consider using the space-time knight.”

The space-time knight had the ability to turn back time. If it was used well, then the shadow thief could resurrect on the spot and fight another round.

Of course, the risk factor involved was high as well. Whether or not that 0.1 second could be grasped accurately was very important.

And the shadow thief needed to have absolute confidence in order to lead their team to victory.

Brother Cai’s face was as white as snow. “This one…”

Regardless of whether it was the puppet warlock or the space-time knight, both of them were unfamiliar talents for him!

Lu Feng: “I’ll use the space-time knight.”

Brother Cai: “!”

Oh yeah. Not only could the space-time knight be used for support, it could also be used in the top lane. Brother Tang had used it before, but later, after Lu Feng went to the top lane, everyone still regarded him as a strong DPS dealer and forgot that in fact, he could also…

Wei Xiao was jumping around eagerly, “Come and try it!”

TPT hadn’t played enough, either, so the two sides went at it again.

This time, FTW had adjusted their line-up. The death knight was now a space-time knight, and the holy priest was now a puppet warlock…

They had the same calm start, and after level six, the shadow thief once again regained his freedom and became a team fight explosive bomber.

Fu Li was shocked as he played, and he had the same thought as the Team of Gods: They learned too quickly!

Brother Cai’s words might sound noob, but in fact, he was very easily motivated.

In particular, Wei Xiao was the one bringing him with him. Brother Cai’s mouth might whine about how he couldn’t do it, and it couldn’t be done, but he played it out the way it should be done. It was very typical of Brother Vegetable.

Fu Li stayed at FTW for two days. Not only did he share his routine for the battle of freedom, he even contributed his learning god brain and temporarily became a special coach for FTW.

He watched the replay videos over and over again, and wrote many analysis reports. His seriousness in picking up details was on par with Chen Feng’s.

By the time the analysis report and training procedures were complete, Fu Li had finished off a large bucket of goji berry coffee.

Eurostar was taken by surprise when he stepped out of his room.

“Captain!”

This slightly messy short hair, pale face, and the dark circles under his gold framed glasses––

He could cosplay as a vampire without putting on make-up!

Fu Li rubbed his eyebrows. “The globals will be a fierce battle.”

Eurostar was worried. “FTW can do it, right?”

Fu Li breathed in lightly. “They have to.”

He’d used up half his life staying up to help them. If FTW didn’t win the championship, then they wouldn’t be living up to his half box of black coffee and goji berries.

FTW was quite embarrassed when faced with such a desperately working Fu.

Fu Li spoke very reasonably, “I’m not doing it for you.”

Wei Xiao had heard this so much that his ears were growing calluses, “Yes, yes, Captain Fu is doing it for our competition zone and the number of seed teams for the globals in the next season.”

Fu Li nodded.

Wei Xiao laughed. “Don’t worry. The golden dragon trophy is ours. You guys need to work hard to finish second next season.”

The implication was that if FTW won the global championship, then they would earn two places for China next year. As for whether or not TPT could win second place in China, that would depend on their own ability.

Fu Li: “……………………”

To hell with your second place!

The silver dragon trophy would belong to TPT next year!

Money came for a visit and ran into Fu Li.

Mo Hui was wary. “You guys must be engaged in some shady activities.”

As the saying went, it was difficult for a scholar to reason with a soldier. Fu Li really disliked someone like Money, who only knew how to sprinkle money around. He didn’t say a word and turned around to leave.

Money rushed into the FTW base and questioned the first person he came across.

Brother Cai found a rubber band and tied it around his hand, hinting that things were a little tight.

Captain Mo, who still had quite a significant salary despite no longer having his pocket money, directly made a transfer.

Brother Cai counted it and was quite satisfied. “Please come in, Captain Mo.”

Money was surprised to learn of Fu Li’s hard work. “I didn’t expect that that damned beast in glasses would see the big picture.”

Captain Fu, who’d returned back to his base, sneezed.

Eurostar was nervous and anxious, “Captain, did you catch a cold?”

Fu Li: “……”

He hadn’t caught a cold, but there was a 80% chance that someone had cursed him.

Wei Xiao explained in Fu Li’s stead, “Captain Fu sees the bigger picture and is forward-thinking. He’s aiming for the next season.”

Mo Hui: “In fact, I’m also very forward-thinking.”

Wei Xiao: “Oh?”

Mo Hui’s little abacus crackled as he calculated, “Don’t you think that our RR is a bit like a little EVE?”

Everyone in FTW: “……”

They couldn’t tell if he was being self-deprecating or if he was pasting gold on his own face!

Mo Hui: “My family’s Little Moon is no worse than Xie He!”

He really wasn’t much worse…

After all, he was a man who’d managed to win against God Xie before.

Mo Hui: “Why don’t you share Old Fu’s analysis report on EVE with us? We’ll go back and ponder over it, then practice EVE’s routines to act as sandbags for you guys.”

Why did the word sandbag sound so familiar?

It was fortunate that the top four teams in the world didn’t hear this. If they were at the scene, they would definitely all complain: What’s wrong with your China competition zone? Are all of you addicted to being sandbags?!

Wei Xiao thought it over for a moment.

Brother Cai took the opportunity to try and overcharge him, “You’re asking for exclusive secrets. Captain Mo, shouldn’t you…”

Money: “Give me back the Porsche!”

Brother Cai was shocked. “Dream on!”

Share Fu Li’s analysis reports with RR?

It wasn’t that they couldn’t.

RR was indeed a bit like EVE, especially when it came to Moonlit. There was no avoiding that he was the leader of this new generation of prickly mages.

If RR was really able to learn to play like a 70-80% EVE copy, then they would really be suitable practice partners for FTW.

The globals were coming soon, and making training matches with another competitor was unrealistic.

Reserving ready-made sandbags within their own competition zone would be very convenient.

Mo Hui went straight to the FTW boss and tried to move him with reason and emotion, “… I’m doing this for our China competition zone!”

Lu Feng dealt with official business.

Money: “I’m also doing it to help you win the championship!”

Lu Feng continued with his work.

Money could only pull out his killer move. “Do you think I won’t share your first grade composition with Wei Xiao?”

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao pushed the door open and came in, “What?”