[1] GLORY

Chapter 122

Chapter 122: Close wasn't there, and the 'little devil' was in charge.

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The cameraman big brother: "......"

The post-production editors: "......"

Forget it, forget it, if they broadcasted this segment, they wouldn't be an e-sports program, but a talk show!

The game before them finally ended, and the two people who'd already started fighting like primary school chicks headed for the court.

Asleep didn't make a sound, but Cong Yi said, "Enough, it's not like you haven't experienced the grandmaster's cocky mouth before."

Cong Yi had been lucky enough to watch those replay videos back then with him.

After watching it, Asleep had insomnia, and Cong Yi was afraid that he'd go into seclusion, so he'd told him five or six corny jokes.

Later events proved that he'd used up his stack of corny jokes in vain. Not only had Asleep not gone into seclusion, he'd been completely invigorated by that hammer and remained fixated on the grandmaster.

Asleep: "......"

Cong Yi: "Alright, alright, alright, hammer him to death."

Asleep: "......"

Cong Yi: "Yes, yes, yes, kill him ten million times."

Asleep: "......"

Cong Yi: "Okay, we won't let a single FTW person leave alive!"

The other three from 3U often felt that they were living in a different dimension.

Due to the previous game's 'tardiness', everyone moved faster this game.

After the peripherals were checked over, the headphones debugged, and the referee had checked over everything, the BP link began.

Both sides were old teams who had played countless training matches together. They were merciless in screwing each other over, and if you chopped off my arm, then I'll break your leg.

When BP ended for the first game, the line-up for both sides was very interesting.

FTW: Divine warrior, Shadow thief, Immortal warlock, Holy paladin, Gold hunter.

3U: Blood warrior, Immortal thief, Ice mage, Giant shaman, Flame launcher.

That's right, 3U hadn't banned the shadow thief, and FTW hadn't avoided it. If you dared to let it out, then I would dare to take it.

The scrolling comments were very happy, "Quiet's shadow thief! Nine light arcs! Exciting!"

"Hurry and let the uneducated me see what nine light arcs look like!"

"Director, please be humane and give Quiet more shots. I want to see how his hands fly over the keyboard."

"I've seen Close's hands before, it really was like flying."

"Seriously, though... Was Close's shoulder damaged by the light arcs? That operation level isn't like what a human can do."

"Upstairs, shut up, don't make Laozi cry!"

It was already past 6:30 and almost 7 by the time the game started, and Lu Feng had already woken up.

After being in Country M for a week, he had recovered from any jet lag. Lu Feng didn't need to train so his work and rest schedule had become even more regular.

He went to bed at 11PM, woke up at 6AM, went out for physiotherapy at 7:30AM, came back in the afternoon to do work remotely, then coaxed Wei Xiaoxiao to sleep.