Glory [e-sports]

No, no, no, this was definitely a chance that would only ever happen once!

It was gone, all gone. It had slipped through his fingers.

Just imagine, Y1, L&P, Pro, and EVE were all tired. They definitely couldn’t play solo in a round robin system and could only take a rest after each game.

That meant that he, Wei Xiao, would have room to play. He hadn’t been able to let FTW act as a sandbag for team games, but there was now a chance for him to enjoy himself!

Unfortunately…

Wei Xiao was still aggrieved by the time they returned to the base.

Lu Feng stared at him. “Sleep.”

After staying up for a whole day and night, the others toppled over and went to sleep as soon as they got back to the dormitory. Only this little bastard was still moaning and whining.

Wei Xiao: “Ying.”

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei – Sister Xianglin – Xiao came online, “There was such a big pile of solo…”

Lu Feng got up, surprising Wei Xiao.

In the next second, Wei Xiao had toppled back onto the soft bed, staring with wide eyes at the man above him.

Lu Feng’s voice was deep and slow, “What did you want to do to Kim Sung-hyun?”

Wei Xiao: “!”

Lu Feng drew closer to him bit by bit. The pressure of Lu Feng’s gaze was directed right at his face, stabbing at Wei Xiao… until his cheeks were all red.

“Cap… captain…”

Lu Feng bit him gently on the neck. “And who else did you want?”

Wei Xiao: “!!”

He was dead.

What solo? What round robin? What Team of Gods? All of it had gotten lost somewhere away in the sky.

Wei Xiao wrapped his arms around Lu Feng’s neck, his heart pounding even as he continued to run his mouth, “I only want my captain, boyfriend, lover, Big Brother Lu, husband… mm…”

Wei Little Xiao’s physical strength wasn’t on par with his mouth’s ability to boast.

The earlier training match had gone on for a day and night, and he’d been more focused than anyone else. He’d been serious from the first game all the way to the last second, and not only had he used up physical energy, he was also extremely mentally tired.

He was greedy and wanted to solo, but in fact, he’d been unable to hold up since a long time ago.

Lu Feng made him come once, and Wei Xiao didn’t even have the strength to take a shower afterwards. Lu Feng had to carry him over to take a quick shower, then bring him back.

Wei Xiao was in a daze. “Captain……”

Lu Feng endured his own arousal. “Mm.”

Wei Xiao seemed to be talking in his dreams, “Love you…”

Lu Feng’s heart felt sticky and sweet, like melted maple syrup. He kissed his lips and said, “Sleep.”

Wei Xiao slept soundly, sticking close and wrapping around him like an octopus. He had a dreamless night.

Wei Xiao’s sleepwalking had been cured ever since he started going out with Lu Feng.

In the past, he would definitely sleepwalk as long as he was extremely tired after being highly excited mentally or physically.

Two years ago, he’d pounced into Lu Feng’s arms and slept with him all night; during the winter training camp, he’d also climbed into Lu Feng’s bed and pestered him there.

Now, Wei Xiao never sleepwalked anymore.

He was clearly tired to the extreme, but his sleep was now very stable.

Lu Feng hugged Wei Xiao and thought back to two years ago.

He’d first met Wei Xiao two years ago, and spent 48 hours straight soloing with him, ignoring both night and day.

Those 48 hours had passed by quickly. Lu Feng only realized it had been such a long time after he’d come back to his senses.

Wei Xiao had been sleeping in the guest room, but Lu Feng had been a little worried. He’d gone to the guest room to check in on him, but unexpectedly, the door had opened just before he could knock, and there had been a helpless young man standing dazed in front of him.

Lu Feng was a little stunned. “Wei Xiao?”

Without saying anything, the half grown young man had pounced into his arms like a child that no one wanted.

Lu Feng: “!”

Hot tears soaked into his chest through his thin pajamas, and the youth’s voice was soft as he attempted to suppress his grievances, “Don’t go.”

Lu Feng didn’t know who Wei Xiao thought he was. “You……”

Wei Xiao hugged him tight. “Don’t leave me behind.”

Lu Feng’s back stiffened, and then he embraced him gently. “It’s all right.”

Wei Xiao’s body relaxed slightly, but he never let go of Lu Feng. He even muttered a sentence, “How hard…”

Lu Feng: “……”

Later, Wei Xiao ultimately never learned the story of how he’d opened Lu Feng’s closed door and sleepwalked into his room.

The answer was that Lu Feng had taken him back to his room and coaxed him to sleep.

After playing for a full day and night, then sleeping for 12 hours, everyone woke up full of energy and in good spirits.

Chen Feng didn’t waste any time at all and took them all to the training room to start going over the game replays.

Playing training matches involved a moment of feeling great that was followed by death via replay reviews.

The little ones all wilted and splayed out weakly on the table.

Chen Feng took out a soul sucking poster to cheer everyone up.

There was nothing wrong with a countdown, but there was something very wrong with drawing it out in such a ghastly manner!

Those who understood knew that Coach Chen Feng had drawn a countdown to the global competition in order to motivate the players and urge the team to continue to make progress.

Those who didn’t know better thought that it was a wizard drawing a ghost talisman in order to curse FTW…

In any case, Fu Li was startled when he stepped into the FTW training room.

Eurostar shot straight to his feet. “Holy shit!”

After that, the cowardly baby yelled and cursed loudly, “Grandmaster, act human. What are you drawing this kind of thing for? Are you going to repay a life with a life if you scare people to death?!”

Wei Xiao: “???”

The little lunatic’s reputation had been smeared!

Eurostar: “Other than you, who else would be so bored? Drawing such a damned thing, you must have done it on purpose!”

“It wasn’t Wei Xiao.” Coach Chen Feng spoke coldly, “I drew it.”

Eurostar: “!”

Fu Li had heard a bit about Soul Painting Master Chen’s abilities in the Glory circle. “It’s very distinctive.”

Eurostar hid behind his captain.

Chen Feng: “Ha, ha.”

Sure enough, FTW and TPT were on bad terms with each other. Even their greetings were filled with the scent of gunpowder.

Wei Xiao had been wronged for no reason and was unhappy in his heart. “Euro-coward, what are you doing here?”

Eurostar stretched his head out to look at him. “My captain brought me here!”

Wei Xiao looked at Fu Li, “Captain Fu?”

TPT was now on vacation. Why had he run over to FTW instead of resting properly?

Of course, nobody ever went to the temple for nothing.

Fu Li didn’t bother with nonsense, either. He got straight to the point, “I heard you played three days and three nights of training matches with the top four.”

The four little ones: “???”

Chen Feng rubbed his forehead: What kind of rumors were making the rounds outside?

Fu Li: “I heard that it started because of Wei Xiao. Whoever won first place would be able to sign him onto their team next season.”

The three small ones all turned their heads over in panic.

Wei Xiao: “Dream on! Laozi was born in FTW and will die as FTW’s ghost!”

Fu Li: “In that case, they want Close.”

Wei Xiao was about to explode any minute now. “Close is mine!”

Fu Li made a pointed ‘oh’ sound that ended on an upward tone.

Wei Xiao came back to his senses and recalled the temperament of this guy with the black glasses and figured out that he was just talking nonsense.

“Where did Captain Fu hear this gossip from?”

Fu Li’s expression didn’t change despite having been exposed. He had first class skills in tossing around blame. “Do you know about the Gossip Emperor’s Weibo? He was the one who sent it.”

The real Gossip Emperor, Brother Cai: “!”

I’m not, I didn’t, Captain Fu, don’t f*cking tell lies with your eyes wide open.

Fu Li really continued to talk nonsense with his eyes wide open. “However, you don’t have to go look for it now. He’s already deleted it.”

Wei Xiao: “………………”

If he didn’t know that the Gossip Emperor was a certain vegetable stalk, if he didn’t know for sure that this vegetable stalk wasn’t that bold, then he would really have believed Fu Li!

But what Fu Li said wasn’t all pure nonsense.

The netizens’ brain holes and ability to make things up were many and varied. Even the craters on the moon would be ashamed to compare themselves to those theories.

The more mysterious, hidden, and kept from the light something was, the more excited the fans were when it came to their guesses.

Something about the four teams greeting the host competition zone’s team, something about the Team of Gods meeting up with their youngest brother, something about Captain Yuan falling for the little tease in FTW and wanting nothing else but to take him back home, something about Captain Yan and Quiet forming ties during the global singles performance competition, something about how God Kim and Wei Xiao’s interactions from the winter training camp that had to be shared…

Compared with the netizens, Captain Fu had already been very polite.

Fu Li hadn’t come to FTW to feel out gossip. He’d come for proper business.

Fu Li: “It’s unfortunate that we didn’t make it to the battle of freedom in the finals.”

The so-called battle of freedom was the last match in a BO5 game. Talents could be picked at will, and players would have a fierce direct battle.

Wei Xiao: “You guys would’ve lost even if we’d really made it to the battle of freedom.”

Was FTW’s inherited shadow thief a joke?

This was exactly why Fu Li had come. “Let’s play a match?”

Wei Xiao: “?”

Fu Li: “You guys take the shadow thief.”

There was no need for him to say more. Wei Xiao got it. “You have a routine against it?”

Fu Li: “Yes.”

Such a determined tone made Wei Xiao excited!

After going through seven or eight hours of replay review, the three little ones all grew eager and excited to log into the game as soon as they heard that there would be a training match.

Chen Feng understood this well. He cleared up the sand table and videos and let them touch their keyboard and mouse.

Lu Feng had something to deal with and only arrived a few minutes later.

They had set up the training room in this period of time, and everyone soon entered the blind selection interface.

Chen Feng wasn’t polite at all and directly locked in FTW’s strongest line-up.

Death knight, shadow thief, ice mage, holy priest, frost hunter.

Double shadow plus double ice. This line-up was one that FTW had never lost with before.

Wei Xiao saw TPT’s line-up as they entered the canyon.

Blood warrior, berserker thief, zither warlock, puppet warlock, gun launcher.

Double warlock…

It couldn’t be called a strong line-up, and it even consisted of benched talents.

This line-up could beat Wei Xiao’s shadow thief?

Wei Xiao was skeptical about this, and the others in FTW also held a wait-and-see attitude.

However, if Fu Li dared to come find them, then it meant that he definitely had something up his sleeve. FTW wouldn’t underestimate their opponent.

They cleared their jungle and lanes, starting off the game smoothly.

Three minutes into the game, top-laner Wei Ji happily sent out First Blood––he had to smile even if he wasn’t happy! When faced with Close, surviving for three minutes was already a victory!