Glory [e-sports]

Solo games between thieves were very fun to watch, especially when it came to shadow thieves. The hero had been cut down by the planners several times, and the skill requirement was now too high for ordinary players.

This was particularly the case when it came to the fatal ultimate move, the light arcs. With the limiting requirement of continuous attack, the difference between those who could wield it and those who couldn’t was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Hand speed was one factor, and the attack speed bonus from equipment was another factor. If the player wanted to generate over six light arcs, they had to have extremely precise calculation, a high level of technical skill, and intense concentration.

Scrolling comments: “When the grandmaster soloed with God Le earlier, he created seven light arcs, right…”

“Yes! Seven light arcs are really dazzling. It’s explosive!”

“Especially Close’s Red Sky Blade skin. The special effects are different for every additional light arc, it’s too detailed!”

“Speaking of which, ever since the Red Sky Blade skin appeared, nobody has used it to show off nine light arcs!”

“Wake up, brother. Other than Close, there’s nobody else who can do nine light arcs!”

“Ah, why doesn’t Close do live broadcasts? He doesn’t need to do anything, just show us a series of nine light arcs so that we can see the special effects!”

“Just wait, he’ll use it for sure after the competition.”

“That’s such a long time to wait ahhhh…”

In the canyon, Wei Xiao and Asleep both used the Red Sky Blade skin. Shadow thieves dressed all in black, with only a short blade that carried a bloodthirsty light, like a fierce animal ready to attack at any time.

They fought, they provoked, and they traded blood for blood.

Neither Wei Xiao nor Asleep died in the first 10 minutes, but the fight was so fierce that even the scrolling comments held their breath.

The moves were too precise, and their operations too delicate and refined. Moreover, the aura of dominating their opponent spread across the canyon, making it so that nobody dared to even breathe.

Finally…

18 minutes later, two shadow thieves moved at the same time!

The shadow thief’s core skill was the deadly light arc. For each additional light arc, the damage would double, and the attack range would expand. This was a geometric number, meaning that the damage caused by seven light arcs was twice as much as that of six light arcs!

And the 18 minute point was crucial.

This was because the equipment for both thieves had been completed. Only when the equipment helped them increase their attack speed to the fullest were they able to fight purely with hand speed.

“F*ck!” The scrolling comments blew up!

“What kind of f*cking immortal operations are these?!”

“Seven light arcs! My Asleep’s shadow thief can also release seven light arcs!”

“No… you guys, look at Quiet ahhhh!”

“Eight light arcs…”

“The Red Sky Blade skin’s effects are for real. Eight light arcs are enough to light up half the canyon.”

“It’s hard to imagine how terrible a sight nine light arcs would be…”

After this wave of fighting, Asleep’s shadow thief toppled to the ground.

The deadly light arcs wouldn’t make one immune to damage, but when two shadow thieves used light arcs at the same time, distance also needed to be considered.

The range for seven arcs was different from that of eight arcs. Wei Xiao had jumped out of Asleep’s attack range, but Asleep was still within his.

Such explosive damage was smashed down directly, and Asleep, who had no defensive equipment, could only end up with his health emptied out completely.

It was too deadly to die at such a late stage in the game.

The resurrection time was too long. Wei Xiao led a new wave of soldiers and charged down all the way to Asleep’s tower.

Asleep used a set of skills as soon as he resurrected, forgoing the tower in exchange for Wei Xiao’s life, but unfortunately, he was unable to deal with the artillery soldiers.

As the interface darkened, the soldiers destroyed Asleep’s resurrection crystal.

Victory!

Wei Xiao won again!

The scrolling comments were quiet for three seconds, and then it was all filled with rainbow farts.

He’d used the immortal warlock to win against Moonlit.

Won against Eurostar with the storm hunter.

Won against Asleep with the shadow thief.

Damn, was this really just a top-laner?

Was FTW training up a new great demon king? Could it be that FTW was trying to build a monopoly over the single player competition in the future? Taking home both the championship and the runner-up trophy?

After that came another dozen matches.

Yu Fei, Chen Chao, Xia Dan, and Blue all showed up, but their competitiveness was average, and they’d mostly come for entertainment.

Especially the shameless Xia Dan, who insisted on playing two against one with Blue.

Blue held back for a brief moment, “That’s not very good.” But he’d already set up a doubles room and pulled in Xia Dan before inviting Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao didn’t reject anyone and really went ahead with the match. Then, he pressured them down onto the ground and hammered them flat.

Xia Dan: “F*ck! Next time I’ll try three against one!”

Blue said again, “That’s not very good, we should consider five against one.”

In the live broadcast room, the audience was laughing and scolding them for putting up such a show. Why didn’t they go and perform cross talk!

Wei Xiao glanced at the time and saw that it was basically enough. He wasn’t tired, but he’d emptied out the list of opponents.

Although there were many professional players in the circle, there were only a few who were top-notch.

He’d hammered everyone from start to end, and it was time to stop.

Just then, the live broadcast room’s scrolling comments were covered up with bright special effects.

L&P.Marshal gifted ‘Deep Water Torpedo’ x100.

L&P.Marshal gifted ‘Deep Water Torpedo’ x200.

L&P.Marshal gifted ‘Deep Water Torpedo’ x300.

L&P.Marshal gifted ‘Deep Water Torpedo’ x400.

……

In just a few minutes, Marshal had gifted 1000 Deep Water Torpedoes. One torpedo was 100 yuan; this was 100,000 f*cking yuan!

The audience were all shocked silly. What kind of situation was this?

L&P’s Yuan Ze hadn’t left yet? He was still in the live broadcast room? Had he been watching all the way until now?

And after watching, he’d swiped out 100,000 RMB worth of gifts for Wei Xiao?

The little sisters were going to come up with something unspeakable any minute now!

L&P.Marshal: “Little friend, look at me.”

Scrolling comments: “………………F*ck!”

Wei Xiao gave a shallow, insincere laugh, “Hello, God Yuan.”

L&P.Marshal sent his message along with another gift, “Do you want to have a solo game with me?”

Wei Xiao’s pupils contracted when he saw this line of text.

The audience became even more excited. Compared with Yuan Ze’s words, the delicious matches from earlier were no different from the appetizers before the main course for a high end French meal!

It had only served to whet their appetite; the main course had only just arrived!

“Say yes, say yes, say yes, say yes!” The scrolling comments were going crazy.

“Three years. It’s been three years since I’ve seen God Yuan solo!”

“What happened? Didn’t the Team of Gods abandon the singles and switch to group fights? Why…”

“Wait… Why is God Yuan’s first solo after his comeback not against Close?!”

This was already enough to make the audience go crazy, but after that, something that made millions of Glory gamers go even more wild came through from Wei Xiao’s headset!

“He’s tired.” Lu Feng’s voice was deep and clear.

There’s no need to cut out excerpts from the scrolling comments. A large number of wife fans, girlfriend fans, CP fans, and technical fans were all shocked, and the strawberry platform frantically tried to increase its bandwidth…

Lu Feng: “If you want to solo, I’ll do it.”

Audience: “!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“What! What is this?!”

“Close and Marshal’s great world war?”

“Fellow sisters who root for the Team of Gods, it’s the ‘As Long As I’m Alive’ series ahhhhh!”

Newcomer: “Team of Gods?”

“Don’t inquire, you don’t want to know, don’t ask, asking is abuse!”

Wei Xiao looked at his own captain and blinked.

Lu Feng turned off his mic, “He’s bullying you.”

Wei Xiao: “I’m not scared of him!”

Lu Feng: “You can’t win against him now.”

Wei Xiao: “I…”

Lu Feng turned on the mic, “Be good.”

Wei Xiao: “……”

Scrolling comments: “???”

“Sorry, what is the Team of Gods? That’s not important. Fellow sisters, FTW is currently full of sugar!”

As soon as Lu Feng spoke, the big hungry wolf who’d been playing tricks on little children no longer made any noise.

A while later, an equally bright message appeared on the scrolling comments along with another Deep Water Torpedo––

L&P.Gary: “Captin’s internet broken﹏☆”

Old G’s exotic, extremely recognizable Martian text showed up.

Although they were in the China competition zone, as part of a powerful team in Glory, Gary also had fans in China

“God G! We’re begging you, don’t learn Chinese from God Yuan!”

“The northeasterner accent from before was very cool. How come it’s now Martian text??”

“God Yuan is toying with GG again, wuwuwu, GG is so cute, I’m loving the Martian text.”

Old G’s crappy Chinese wasn’t enough for him to understand much of the scrolling comments, but he continued to help his captain relay the message, “Close! The Captin cant solo with u, but I can △!”

The scrolling comments were there to help him translate: “God Lu! GG says that his captain can’t solo with you, but he can!”

Without waiting for Lu Feng to say anything, Wei Xiao had already spoken up, “I’ll play.”

The clear, youthful voice was clearly transmitted across the live broadcast platform to the tens of millions viewers. It also reached Yuan Ze’s ears in the North American base. His mouth was tilted as he lit up a cigarette.

Wei Xiao: “Let me explain, My captain’s internet isn’t broken, and he’s not deserting, but there’s no need for him to come up on stage in order to win against you. I’m already enough.”

There was a click as the lighter lit up.

Yuan Ze inhaled through the cigarette and chuckled, “This kid.”

Gary exploded instantly, “F*CK!”

Yuan Ze got up and arrived behind Gary, “Get up.”

Old G turned to look at him.

Yuan Ze’s expression behind the halo of smoke was implacable, “Let me give him a try.”　

Gary was stunned, “With my account?”

Yuan Ze: “Yes.”

Otherwise, a certain overprotective fellow wouldn’t give him the chance.