Glory [e-sports]

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

Bai Cai’s mind was still on other things, and he simply asked one of the people involved, “Your live broadcast exploded yesterday.”

Wei Xiao sipped at his watermelon juice and wasn’t surprised at all, “Of course.”

Bai Cai glanced at him sidelong, “My private messages have exploded too.”

Wei Xiao understood what he meant. His eyes brightened, and he asked, “How is it? Are there a lot of them praising me and Close? Is there a CP name? Tell me, tell me about it!”

Bai Cai: “……………”

He regretted it. How could he have thought of asking ‘one of the people involved’?

Bai Cai gave him his cellphone and let him take a look for himself.

Wei Xiao skimmed through and saw quite a few CP names, “What kind of damned name is ‘Want it CP’?”

After that, Wei Xiao saw the short video clip underneath it, taken from the last segment of his live broadcast. What he’d said was subtitled––Again, “Captain, I (still) want more!

Wei Xiao thought about it and blinked, “Solo?”

Bai Cai: “The live broadcast was shut down at a key time and cut it off.”

Wei Xiao approved, “The captain is really smart, the topic is hotter this way!”

Bai Cai: “……………”

Alright, as long as you’ve thought it through!

Wei Xiao continued to ‘pick’ CP names, “Eight nine CP?”

Bai Cai explained it to him, “Your eight light arcs, and the captain’s nine light arcs.”

Wei Xiao got it, “Oh, oh, oh, this one’s no good. It’s too limiting. I’m sure that I’ll be able to do nine in the future!”

Bai Cai: “……” Alright, alright, whatever you say is right.

Wei Xiao: “Double shadow CP?”

Bai Cai: “Your two shadow thieves.”

Wei Xiao rejected it, “Doesn’t sound good.”

Bai Cai rolled his eyes.

Wei Xiao: “Demon King CP?”

Bai Cai: “Yes, it refers to our FTW’s great demon king and little demon king.”

Honestly, Brother Cai thought that this CP name was pretty good. Ah, wait, he’d been corrupted by the Little Lunatic Wei for even thinking about it!

Wei Xiao was still unsatisfied, “Why am I the little demon king? I’m also very big!”

Bai Cai: “……”

To hell with your ‘big’! Would you die if you spoke in human words?!

After reading through all the CP names, Wei Xiao came to a conclusion, “No rush. I’ll give them some more material for inspiration!”

Bai Cai stumbled and almost fell down the stairs, “Ah?”

Wei Xiao: “Believe me, inspiration all comes from stimulation.”

Bai Cai wanted to die. Sisters, wake up, the candy you guys are gnawing on is poisonous!

After this farce with Wei Xiao, Bai Cai had also thought it through.

Who the hell cared? Based on this little fool, who knew when he would figure things out.

When he really became enlightened, these little short segments would smash him in the face. They’d see if he cried then.

F*ck, thinking about it that way felt great.

Bai Cai decided to send the short segment anyway. If nothing else, it could ‘create confusion by passing off the spurious as genuine’!

Fear was the reason for staying deep in the closet. He might as well go the opposite way, so that when the two of them really came out of the closet, people would be so used to it they wouldn’t be surprised at all!

Not only had yesterday’s live broadcast caused a huge sensation throughout the network, each major team had also set aside time in the afternoon today in order to do a replay and analysis.

In particular, the players who participated in the solo matches were captured by their coaches and forced to review for over three hours.

In the singles competition arena where Close took all the glory on his own, most of the clubs didn’t have much interest in solo games, and many teams had even abandoned the program and devoted more time to the double and team games instead.

3U was one of them.

Last season, Asleep and Cong Yi had won third place in the world competition, making 3U famous. This year’s advertising revenue had more than tripled.

Star players really had this kind of commercial value, and it meant that they could be coaxed and stolen away.

It was unknown how many clubs were full of regret for missing a ‘talent’ like Wei Xiao.

This Quiet was more than just a star player. He was a business wizard!

The profit he’d made in one day was enough to cover the cost of half a year of his contract!

Not only were the major domestic clubs replaying the games, even the overseas competition zones were concerned.

North America.

L&P Base.

Old G collapsed back into his chair and listened to his captain speak in Korean with his former teammate.

Marshal was really amazing. He was proficient in eight languages and could speak all of them smoothly.

They had just finished a training match with Pro and had won two out of the three games. Don’t judge based on how L&P had lost one match; Old G still felt that Pro hadn’t played out their full strength.

Kim Sung-hyun was obviously using them to train up his team. In the last game, it was difficult to say who would win or lose if Pro had run-in more.

After Yuan Ze and Kim Sung-hyun agreed on a time for a doubles training match, Yuan Ze spoke up, “FTW signed a very interesting kid.”

Kim Sung-hyun directly used Chinese to ask, “Ning Zhehan?”

Yuan Ze: “No, it’s another one.”

Kim Sung-hyun thought about it, “Old Tang is retiring. Are they replacing him with another top-laner?”

Yuan Ze laughed, “In short, you’ll see him soon.”

Kim Sung-hyun was very interested, “What’s his name? I’ll look him up.”

Yuan Ze was straightforward, “Wait, I’ll send you a video.”

He had a recording of Wei Xiao’s live broadcast, which he sent directly to Kim Sung-hyun.

Kim Sung-hyun, two hours later, “Haha.”

Yuan Ze’s heart thumped.

Kim Sung-hyun: “The second to last match was you and Close, right?”

Yuan Ze stared at Gary, and Old G was confused, “What’s up?”

He shouldn’t have had any expectations of this guy. He’d told him to cut the video, yet he’d left it like this?

Kim Sung-hyun was very impolite about it, “Three years ago, someone said that if they soloed with Little Lu Feng again, they would live broadcast eating shit.”

Yuan Ze: “…………F*ck!”

Kim Sung-hyun asked Gary very distinctly, “GG, will your L&P be attending the special training in a few days?”

Gary was half a Kim Sung-hyun fan, and only they heard him calling out, “Yes!”

Kim Sung-hyun then spoke to Yuan Ze, “Brother, I’ll see you at special training. Waiting for you to eat shit.”

Yuan Ze: “Get lost!”

After cutting the call, Kim Sung-hyun stared at the two shadow thieves on the screen.

This was the last match in the live-broadcast, Close vs Quiet.

He smiled briefly, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye flashed under the light of the effects from the nine light arcs on the screen, “Interesting.”

The number one ADC of the Temple of Glory loved the jungler position the most.

It wasn’t that he liked to jungle, but rather that he liked to bully junglers.

In the balance mechanism of the game, thieves had a natural advantage over marksmen, but Kim Sung-hyun’s marksman was especially strong against thieves.

FTW Base.

Chen Feng hesitated, then said, “The team hasn’t been broken in at all, is it okay to attend special training like this?”

Tang Chen was very casual, “What’s there to be afraid of? Special training was originally just like training matches.”

Chen Feng glanced at him coldly, “Ha. If they’re hammered into seclusion, won’t they just be coming back and waiting to die when the domestic competition starts?”

Tang Chen scratched the back of his head, “It’s not so bad…”

Chen Feng tossed the documents down in front of him, “Look at the list this year!”

Glory’s winter training was a new project that had come into being over the recent years.

It was organized by the competition committee, and the seeded teams from the 16 competition zones were invited to come together to train for 15 days. It was a very suitable warm-up activity before the competition really began.

This was a great training opportunity, especially for competition zones that were in decline, or for teams that weren’t very powerful.

The official statement was that all starter teams in the 16 competition zones could sign up.

Nearly 100 teams signed up in the first year, all wanting to improve. As a result, the training situation was very terrible; some immature teams were directly tortured to the point where their mentality and passion collapsed. After returning home, they toppled during the main competition, achieving poor results and coming to a lonely, dismal end.

The next year, everyone was more rational. Teams who had only just absorbed many new players wouldn’t sign up. After all, the attitude of new players wasn’t stable, and it was better to keep them in good condition than have them be hammered into seclusion by the top players of the professional circle.

By now, winter training had become a term used by the powerful teams.

They would arrange for training competitions anyway, and it was better to work together in an efficient manner than arrange things in the dark.

FTW hadn’t participated last year. This year…

Lu Feng said, “We’re going.”

Chen Feng had prepared himself mentally a long time ago, but he was still worried, “Although the Little Lunatic Wei won’t be cowed, Little Ning and Old Yue…”

Yue Wenle had already gone through a season, but he still wasn’t skilled enough to hold up in front of a bunch of old foxes. And for this competition, even Kim Sung-hyun would be participating…

Although they were both professional players, and they were both ADCs, Chen Feng was very certain––

In front of Kim Sung-hyun, Yue Wenle’s arrows would be like bamboo sticks, completely harmless.

Lu Feng: “We can’t hide.”

Chen Feng advised him, “For better or worse, you should give them some time…”

They could stay at home and train honestly. After the domestic competitions, the team would be pretty well broken-in. After that, they could face those beasts. At least… they wouldn’t be left kneeling so miserably.

Lu Feng glanced at Chen Feng, “If they survive the winter special training, will they have problems in the domestic competition?”

Chen Feng: “!”

Lu Feng tapped the board, “Sign up.”

Out of the 18 teams who had applied for Glory’s winter special training, each of the teams had either won the championship or runner-up positions in their competition zones, and all of them were big, established teams.

There was even less need to mention the top four teams in the world last year, all of which were on the special training team list.

When Wei Xiao heard about the special training, his eyes brightened, “This is that one––the one where players from all over the world come together to do 15 days of winter special training day and night?”

Everyone in FTW: “……”

These fellows all used to get flustered when they saw the special training list. Now…

To hell with getting anxious!

The ones who should be anxious were the foreign teams who were going to participate in the special training. They probably didn’t know what a terrible little beast would be attending the training this year!

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