Chapter 47 "Because we won together..."
"Everyone be careful this game, watch out for the enemy team grouping up at the start."
The match began, and the three members of the Little Bell team nervously hid behind two trees. Tangyuan, controlling the elemental mage, jumped onto a tree and looked down at the surrounding area.
Five seconds, ten seconds, twenty seconds...
"Tangyuan Bro?" the team's support player said. "It seems like no one from the other side has come."
"Uh, what is the Blue Team doing?" the commentator exclaimed in confusion. "The Red Team has already gotten their first treasure chest, but their opponents seem to be... still stuck in the tree?"
"They might be more cautious this time because they were scared after being beaten before. But we can see that the red team had a normal start to the game," another commentator added.
Two minutes later, the bard left his resource area.
"Anyone want to fight me?" You Xin asked. "I think I can see the elemental energy on the other side."
“I’ll go with you,” Nan Zhiyi said quickly. “Xiaoyu, you take the treasure chest.”
“Okay, Brother Yi,” Xiaoyu replied immediately.
“Go over the tree.” The character with long gray-black hair stopped under a tree, holding a golden harp in his hands. “I’ll go over from below. Follow me.”
"knew."
The two characters stealthily moved through the jungle.
On the other side, Tangyuan, who was carefully walking through the bushes, suddenly felt a blur in her vision and thought she saw something white flash by in the distance.
However, when you raise your perspective, there's nothing above your head.
Is it an illusion? Or is it just the color of the sky?
He stopped, looked around, and listened carefully to the sounds around him. In the game, jumping and moving make footsteps; to minimize noise, one must slow down.
But just in case, he decided to run, and so he leaped—
The elemental mage froze in mid-air.
The harp notes shot out instantly, hitting him squarely where he was going, binding him firmly to the spot!
Almost simultaneously, a sharp arrow pierced through the clouds!
"Someone's camping me!" Tangyuan yelled immediately, his health dropping to two-thirds. "Help me! Help me!!"
The nearest tank immediately set off, but it was too late. By the time he arrived, all that remained on the ground was the Elemental Mage's corpse, ravaged by the enemy's carry and support.
Tangyuan couldn't help but curse, "That's fucking sneaky!"
However, this was only the beginning of his nightmare.
Thirty seconds later, the elemental mage was successfully resurrected. As soon as he passed through the rebirth gate, an arrow pierced straight into his forehead.
As soon as Tangyuan turned his perspective, he saw the bard carrying his zither, charging towards him like a god of death.
He yelled and instinctively tried to squeeze into the Gate of Rebirth—but the gate only allowed exits, not entry. A few seconds later, the message that the elemental mage had been killed was displayed high above everyone's heads again.
"The Blue Team's spawn point has been exposed!" the commentator exclaimed, then paused, "Hmm? But the archers don't seem to be trying to destroy the enemy spawn point. They've retreated. Now the rest of the Blue Team is coming to move their stones..."
After being killed twice, Tangyuan was running low on resources. In ROE, being killed once will randomly drop one piece of equipment you're wearing, and the price of that equipment will be at least 1/6 of its total value.
As luck would have it, the item that dropped when he died was exactly the level one staff he had just crafted. The most expensive one.
From his death perspective, he watched helplessly as the bard picked up his small staff and tossed it into the archer's arms. However, the archer, seemingly feeling he had no use for the spell-enhanced equipment, shoved it back into the bard's hands.
The two of them, one giving way to the other, passed a small wand back and forth between them like a gift.
Tangyuan: "…………" Can I have it back if I don't want it?
In the end, the archer couldn't refuse and accepted the staff. However, he didn't really need the equipment, so he sold it in the shop and pocketed the warm gold coins.
The third instance was the struggle for neutral resources during the first wave. The bard preferred to jump right into the elemental's face and get killed rather than let him escape right under his nose. After he subdued the elemental, the other three swarmed in and sent the elemental back to its home base.
"Uh... isn't Little Wanderer's killing intent a bit too much?" The commentator sounded like he was trying hard to suppress a laugh. "Is he really going to kill him outright? It feels like there's some personal grudge involved."
"Ahem." The other commentator coughed twice. Everyone had heard about the online disputes a few months ago. Although Juxing Cup wanted to capitalize on the traffic, it didn't mean they were willing to bring this matter to the forefront.
He chuckled, trying to steer the conversation away from the topic: "I've noticed that Yux is actually quite smooth when playing a normal support role, at least much better than his performance a few days ago, including in the group stage... Could it be that he was just pretending to be bad before? To lower the opponents' guard? His teamwork with Angel today was excellent..."
"When husband and wife are of one mind, their strength can break metal." The commentator persisted, determined to drag both of them into the trap.
Narrator 2: "..."
Hahahahaha
[Old Zhao: Block the cabinet door. Aoki: Open it!!]
[Tangyuan must be regretting it terribly, being advised by a "master" to start a group buy, never expecting that the person actually had real skills]
[His reputation in the streamer community is already ruined. Besides his own guild, who else would associate with him? Backstabber]
[Then it seems Little Bell doesn't cherish her feathers very much either.]
Twenty minutes later, the kill score between the Red Team and the Blue Team reached an astonishing 12-1, with that one point coming from You Xin's overly aggressive charge. With such a large score difference, the outcome of the match seemed to be a foregone conclusion.
The four members of the Angels team, fully armed, surrounded the enemy's resurrection point.
"Let's remove the resurrection point." Nan Zhiyi took her right hand off the keyboard and pressed her temples. Just now, You Xin insisted on preventing them from making any moves, blocking the resurrection point and killing Tangyuan twice more.
Blocking the respawn point is a rather unsportsmanlike act, no different from desecrating a dead body. In regular ranked matches, you can surrender, but there's no surrender option in the competitive server. If the opponent doesn't destroy the respawn point, you're forced to endure the torment.
Doing this is practically like putting a sign on your face that says, "I have a grudge against you, and I'm going to disgust you to death."
"No," You Xin insisted.
"Why don't we just cancel it?" Song Meng said. "Then you can go offline and beat him up later."
You Xin did not respond.
Nan Zhiyi's mind immediately went into overdrive: "Meng Ge, don't encourage him! He might actually go!"
Song Meng burst into laughter. Nan Zhiyi glanced at You Xin with a worried look on her face and saw that he also had a smile on his face.
"Let's kill him one more time," You Xin said finally.
When the resurrection time arrived, the Elemental Mage reappeared in the Gate of Rebirth.
He seemed very reluctant to leave the door, but the door would automatically disappear after a certain time. Ten seconds later, he was once again exposed to everyone's view.
The four members of the red team rushed forward in a swarm.
Nan Zhiyi kept saying he'd dismantle the resurrection point, but he still charged in to kill. He noticed that You Xin, who was at the forefront, didn't use any more skills after casting a restraint spell, instead raising his harp high—
With a "thud," it landed squarely on Tangyuan's head.
All classes in ROE share a simple and straightforward attack method: striking people with their own weapons.
The high priest can strike with his scepter, and the archer can strike with his longbow. After striking, they can deal a small amount of physical damage to the opponent.
The damage was minimal, but the insult was extremely strong.
The other three members of the Angel Team suddenly realized what was going on.
The archers raised their longbows, the swordsmen raised their swords, and the guards raised their shields.
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
The sound of weapons striking people echoed endlessly in the jungle.
Tangyuan was brutally beaten to death by the four of them. His other three teammates cowered near the respawn point, not daring to move an inch.
Nan Zhiyi pressed the attack button and smiled happily. But in her joy, she didn't forget to remind her teammates, "This time we really have to destroy it."
The Blue Team's resurrection stone was destroyed, and the word "Victory" appeared on the big screen.
"Was it good? If it was good, it was great!!" the commentator shouted excitedly. "Let's congratulate Angel Team for winning the Juxing Cup championship with an absolute crushing score of 3-0!!!"
[This game was completely crushed by the enemy. Turns out they were using tricks earlier to prevent the game from ending too quickly and getting boring :) Angel's intentions are so strong, I'm crying.]
Meng seemed to be in good shape; she shouldn't have left so early.
Why doesn't this tank consider playing in the league? 16 years old is just the right age.
【Little Ranger, come back! Lead us to another victory, Little Ranger!! We, roeCN, can't live without you! [crying][crying]】
Perhaps because it was more for entertainment than competition, Nan Zhiyi was at most happy, but not overly excited. He rubbed his eyes while sitting in his seat, and then his headphones were taken off his head.
Turning his head, he saw You Xin standing beside his seat with her arms outstretched towards him.
It's like asking for a hug.
At this moment, the cameraman on site keenly noticed this and immediately rushed towards the two of them with his camera, wishing he could shove the lens right between them. Nan Zhiyi had no choice but to stand up, push her chair back, and then was firmly hugged by the other party.
After taking off his headphones, he could hear the commentators' voices clearly: "Our Angels' C and Support are hugging each other tightly now. Yux looks very happy. I remember he didn't seem to have much of an expression when he won the FMVP last year..."
You Xin hugged him tightly, so tightly that Nan Zhiyi could hardly breathe. His chin was digging into Nan Zhiyi's shoulder, causing pain, and his long hair was brushing against his face, making him feel a little itchy.
You Xin only let go of Song Meng and Xiao Yu's hands when they were both standing by watching them.
Nan Zhiyi felt a little awkward being hugged by him. As if to cover it up, he smiled and patted her shoulder: "So happy? Anyone who didn't know better would think you won the championship."
“Hmm,” You Xin said, staring into Nan Zhiyi’s eyes. At that moment, colorful ribbons floated down from the sky, fluttering down and landing on his shoulders. “Because we won together.”
Because we won together, it's different from everything else.
Nan Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat. He really didn't want to be photographed blushing in public, so he looked away somewhat flusteredly: "Um...sharing a handshake?"
The four of them lined up again. Xiaoyu walked at the front and bumped fists with the teammates opposite her in turn.
He won the match, but he remained humble. The tank player on the other side was considered his senior, and when he punched him, his waist was almost bent at a ninety-degree angle.
However, when she reached the glutinous rice ball, Xiaoyu stopped moving.
He bit his lip, his heart seemingly in turmoil, and after a moment, he abruptly withdrew his hand.
Tangyuan's hand touched nothing, and she was stunned for a moment.
The audience at the scene didn't see it clearly, but the live streaming platform captured it perfectly.
[Not even touching fists? So arrogant?]
This is so disrespectful to our opponents!
[Disrespectful to the opponent? ??? Why don't you take a look at the fabricated video that BYD posted online last month before you speak?]
[Well done, little fish!! We can't give this kind of person a friendly look!!]
His decision not to shake hands was the only way he truly respected his captain; everyone has witnessed how good Angel Yi has been to him.
Next, it was Song Meng's turn.
Song Meng clearly didn't have as much of a moral compass as Xiao Yu. When he passed Tang Yuan, he didn't even glance at her and just walked past with his hands behind his back.
The next person is Nan Zhiyi.
He stopped in front of Tangyuan and stared at the boy in front of him, who had just turned nineteen and had a head of bright blond hair.
A moment later, she spoke lightly, "You really shouldn't have posted that video."
Nan Zhiyi left, and You Xin was at the back of the line. Tang Yuan had given up hope that the other party would give him a friendly look, and sure enough, You Xin gave him a rather arrogant look, as if he were a piece of chewing gum stuck to the stage... The hand beside him didn't move at all and just walked past him.
Of the four people, none of them reached out to bump fists with him.
Tangyuan awkwardly withdrew his hand. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, as if he were going through the most difficult moment of his life.
Meanwhile, the four members of the Angels team had already stood in front of the podium in the middle of the stage, each extending a hand.
"Three, two, one, lift the trophy! Our champion!!"
The commentary echoed throughout the stadium, and another burst of fireworks followed, eliciting a deafening scream from the audience. Nan Zhiyi noticed some of the front-row audience members wiping away tears, thinking they seemed far more emotional than he was.
At this moment, the director switched the camera to a spot in the audience. "Oh? It seems we have a special guest coming to today's match—Pigeon, the support player from Team WD!"
Nan Zhiyi was taken aback. He turned to look at the big screen and saw Song Baiyu on it, excitedly jumping up and down in front of his seat. Seeing the director give him a close-up, he immediately held up the support sign on his seat, which read, "Happy Birthday, Xiaoyi!!!!"
Then, to his surprise, he discovered that besides Song Baiyu, Shuo Shuo, Yue Liang, Tao Xing, and even several of his good friends from high school had also come to the scene. They were all shouting at the screen and waving off-white support items. Although he couldn't hear a single word, his eyes still uncontrollably welled up with tears.
"Yes, today is also our Angel Yi's 22nd birthday! I think this championship is the best birthday gift for him!" the commentator said with satisfaction.
Then the director switched the camera to Ms. Nan Kui sitting next to Song Baiyu, and everyone saw that she was facing away from the big screen, holding up her phone, and taking a selfie at the stage behind her.
"The camera is now focused on Angel Yi's mother! She's also here at our Juxing Cup finals today! Uh, she seems to be busy filming a Douyin video..."
The entire audience burst into laughter. Nan Zhiyi also smiled helplessly. Just then, someone rushed onto the stage and shoved a crown-shaped birthday hat into You Xin's hand. You Xin turned around and carefully placed it on his head.
As fireworks lit up the sky, Nan Zhiyi smiled, facing countless cameras and spotlights, and raised the trophy high with his teammates, thinking that today was truly the best day in his many difficult year.
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Author's note: First championship secured!
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