Glory [e-sports]

The Central Zone was smaller in size, and players would encounter other players who’d killed their way out of the zones nearby. It marked the start of an even more exciting confrontation.

The ring of light was shrinking, resources were tight, and everyone who remained living were strong players. The fighting was extremely fierce.

The Central Zone was then compressed to a core area, which was the final circle. It was basically a round arena, and there was nothing to do but to fight directly when they met. There was nowhere to hide.

Wei Xiao’s guarantee that Yan Jiang wouldn’t fall under half health in the Moonlight Wetland was a very crazy promise.

Besides, there were two other invited professional players in the Moonlight Wetland, three top anchors who might still be alive, and there might also be professional players mixed in with the remaining lucky players.

One needed enough strength just to get out of the Moonlight Wetland. As for bringing along a dead weight?

How was that finding fun? It was clearly going from difficult mode to hell mode.

However…

It was very interesting.

Yan Jiang: “If my health remains above 70%, I’ll send you six pieces of completed equipment in the Central Zone.”

Wei Xiao was amused, “Okay.”

At this stage in the game, there were allied groups in all the zones.

However, forming alliances wasn’t necessarily a good thing. Firstly, it was just a verbal agreement, and the players could stab their teammates in the back at any time. Secondly, skills were blind. If they weren’t controlled well in a 2v1 environment, it would become a real brawl. Killing teammates by accident would be a normal occurrence.

The alliance between Wei Xiao and Yan Jiang could be regarded as the most magical combination in the entire game.

God Yan, a man who could only heal himself.

Wei Xiao, who not only had to finish fights quickly, but also had to be careful that his attacks didn’t stab Yan Jiang to death.

No matter how one looked at them, Wei Xiao’s part in the alliance was thankless, and it was a completely one-sided effort.

It was Yan Jiang being protected, and Wei Xiao putting in the effort.

There were those who didn’t know the truth and were curious, “Is this God Yan’s fanboy?”

A God Yan fanboy who had ‘I Like Close The Most’ hanging over his head? How fickle was his heart?!

Was there anyone in the whole world who didn’t know that Close and Yan Jiang were kings who lived out their lives separately from each other?

The audience in the China competition zone understood very clearly. “Quiet has deep foresight.”

Packing Yan Jiang up and sending him to Close?

Yeah.

Was that it?

Then they’d be really looking down on the One Lamp Grandmaster.

The Moonlight Wetland attracted more and more attention. Originally, the game organizers had worried that Yan Jiang’s idleness would mean that nobody would watch this zone, but unexpectedly, as soon as they looked at the traffic data behind the scenes…

The most popular zone was Falling Star Lake, followed by the Moonlight Wetland.

There was no need to mention Falling Star Lake. Close had opened up slaughter mode and it was like watching a feel good, badass script. Anyone who watched it would feel excited!

What did it mean for a single overlord to rise up and snowball his farm?

A mere 20 people in Falling Star Lake weren’t enough for him to abuse.

Money had already taken off his headphones and become a member of the audience.

The organizers had decided to act inhuman all the way until the end. They’d even opened up a ‘field of death’, and all the players who’d died in Sky Island were placed there. An online host had been arranged for them there so that they could interview them on the spot.

The host had been waiting for Money since early on. As soon as they saw the corpse lying on its back, they leaned over. “May I ask, how does it feel to die under your male god’s blade?”

Money: “………………”

To hell with your male god!

Oh, how could this ID of his belong to a mere Close fanboy? It was the type of little fanboy who’d gone down the wrong path.

Captain Mo wanted to close himself up.

What had he been aiming for?! What exactly had he been going for?!

20,000 dollars worth of gifts in exchange for this shameless damned account. After making a shameful debut in the domestic competition zone, he’d then gone to the big brawl and turned into a box as soon as he landed.

He, Money, didn’t need his dignity anymore!

––Old Lu had gone too far. Given how they’d been students together, couldn’t he have taken it easier on him?!

No, he really couldn’t.

Money was rich and shiny. If the great demon king didn’t kill him, he’d really be unable to live up to all those gold coins that he’d picked up.

The Falling Star Lake was dominated by a single person. Everyone shivered and trembled under the great demon king’s rule.

The Moonlight Wetland was in a different situation. The professional players all understood that the Team of Gods would be split up, and on this side, there was a specifically invited player that Wei Xiao knew. It was Ayu, from the double snipers team in the Korean competition zone.

This player was known as the ‘Little God Kim’ in the Korean competition zone. His storm hunter was godly, and he was very much able to show off.

Previously, during the winter training camp, Wei Xiao had played against them in the doubles competition. Their crap combination had been caught off guard and beaten up quite miserably.

Now that they’d accidentally run into each other, Wei Xiao recognized him, but Ayu didn’t know who he was.

All Ayu saw was Yan Jiang. His eyes lit up, and he thought he’d found treasure!

Ayu wasn’t the only one who thought so. It was likely that all the players in Moonlight Wetland would be happy when they saw God Yan.

Who didn’t know about this? God Yan didn’t like the singles competition. He was only participating to give face to the competition committee.

To encounter Yan Jiang out of the five people from the Team of Gods was good news from heaven.

Compared with the other four zones, especially Falling Star Lake, Moonlight Wetland was like a paradise!

Ayu was using the storm hunter. Wei Xiao hadn’t switched to his shadow thief and flew over directly in his immortal warlock form.

The storm hunter and immortal warlock both belonged to c-position talents that could really show off their damage. Their survival ability and ability to deal DPS were both very high. When it came to soloing with these talents, it relied completely on the player’s personal level.

Wei Xiao’s personal level…

It was time for everyone to see what the grandmaster’s thousand layers of clouds was like!

At first sight, this was clearly a lucky player’s ID. The storm hunter didn’t pay them much attention and was only wary of Yan Jiang, who was in the distance. He was afraid that he might switch to a medicine warlock and send him out of the game.

And then…

Ayu’s heart was filled with ‘f*ck me’!

What the hell was this?

Where did this godly immortal come from?

Their immortal warlock was so fierce!

The unfortunate players from other competition zones didn’t know that the player with this shameless ID was actually Quiet.

If they’d gotten even the tiniest hint, then they wouldn’t have taken the situation so lightly.

The immortal warlock started with connecting clouds, then cloud mark. A set of combo skills covered the heavens and the earth, aiming at the storm hunter and forcing him to evade in a panic.

Ever since he’d gotten abused in the winter training camp, Ayu had been training hard after returning home. He performed well during the entire regular season and now wanted to show the world what he could do during this opening game!

He couldn’t get beaten up like this by an ordinary player. Ayu calmed down quickly and tried to interrupt the immortal warlock’s skills.

Special techniques like the thousand layers of clouds had to be set up step by step.

Its difficulty level was much lower than the nine light arcs, but it was still a very strong technique.

Ayu’s storm hunter had a very big advantage. As long as he could move flexibly and avoid even one of the immortal warlock’s cloud marks, he could make the thousand layers of clouds disappear like a soap bubble.

You wanted to brush out thousand layers of clouds?

He wasn’t just a wooden training dummy. He wouldn’t let the opponent achieve it just like that!

Ayu stepped on raindrops and moved very nimbly. It looked like he was about to shake off the cloud mark…

But the immortal warlock seemed to see through his path. A cloud mark swept over, catching Ayu by surprise. By the time he tried to retreat, he’d already hit a cloud mark.

This!

How strong!

This was by no means the level of play belonging to an ordinary player!

Ayu was shocked, and the audience who were watching the live broadcast were even more surprised. “Quiet’s immortal warlock is even stronger than Ning Zhehan’s.”

“Upstairs, don’t trample on others. Our FTW’s cubs are all very strong.”

“This thousand layers of clouds… has really been stacked up skillfully!”

“I don’t know why, but it holds a shadow of Xie He.”

“It’s not Xie He, it’s Close.”

“Holy shit…”

Quiet’s immortal warlock was very similar to Close’s.

And the fans were all clear about Close’s attributes.

That unreasonable ability to replicate and reproduce all the play styles and micro habits of all the peak players.

What kind of feng shui did FTW have?

Coming up with one great demon king, followed by a little demon?

When they saw this immortal warlock who was showing off all the way to the heavens, nobody doubted One Lamp Grandmaster’s ability anymore.

Calling him a jungler king was really unfair to him. He was simply an all-rounder king!

Ayu’s screen darkened. His expression was filled with disbelief.

––I Like Close The Most, who exactly was that?

Someone in the field of death explained the situation to him, “It’s FTW’s jungler, called Quiet. He’s very strong.”

The discontent that had originally filled Ayu’s heart all disappeared. In that moment, he was very zen: Oh, it turned out to be him.

Wei Xiao killed the storm hunter easily, but he sucked in a breath as soon as he turned back.

In front of the withered branches and rotten leaves, three figures were now charging towards the holy priest who was bathed in white light.

Wei Xiao didn’t have time to pick up the equipment. He first picked up the skill points, then switched talents. The agile storm hunter stepped on raindrops and flew over.

The raindrops made a bridge, and each step was steady and accurate. Almost in the blink of an eye, the storm hunter had arrived in front of the holy priest. Then, he switched talents again, and the storm hunter who’d been agile and light a moment ago was suddenly covered with a bloody mist. The bloodthirsty blood warrior who appeared was covered in heavy armor as he stabbed his scarlet sword into the ground.

The light from his sword was stern and spectacular. Wei Xiao stood up straight with his sword in hand, “Stand back.”

Yan Jiang: “……”

He’d played in six global competitions, but this was the first time that anyone had spoken these words to Yan Jiang.