The eSports King's Crush Chapter 1755
Previously on The eSports King's Crush...
Even though she thought he wasn't paying attention, he was. Not only was he listening, but he also looked up, his masked face radiating the same arrogance as before.
Feng Nai tilted his head languidly, propping his chin with his left hand, his gaze fixed on the player from team T. "My training hasn't been going well recently. I'll have to ask for your guidance later."
His tone was incredibly light, almost to the point of sounding genuinely polite.
However, the last time he uttered similar words, asking everyone to 'take care' of him, not a single opponent was spared.
The T battleteam still harbored a lingering trauma from their encounters with 'King.' Hearing the same phrase now, their expressions soured far more than those of the spectators behind them.
A segment of the international students had already begun to stir with excitement upon hearing Feng Nai's earlier remark. At this precise moment, one of them even called out, "K-God! Don't worry! We're right behind you! Cat God, you can rest easy about Bey God. We will absolutely make her return!"
Panda, who had been sitting quietly, accustomed to the dim light, suddenly sat bolt upright and swiveled his head around.
"If you're a man, you say what you do!" Hua Xiaoyi, who had initially intended to maintain a composed demeanor, was now bouncing around like an excited monkey.
Amidst the crowd.
Apart from a male voice, a female voice also joined in. "We will definitely do it!"
The youthful, trailing tone of their voices reverberated throughout the entire arena.
Panda's eyes glistened with unshed tears as he stood there and bowed deeply. "You must bring my brother back! Then, the rest is up to you guys!"
With his declaration made, he turned, flicking his sleeve. "Boss, leave one member of team T to me. I'm going to show these traitors what it means to be annihilated in a single minute!"
"As you wish." Feng Nai glanced at the screen above, extending his long legs. "Get ready, it's time to go."
Upon hearing this, Teng Hui turned his head, noticing that the circular platform was already teeming with individuals from various teams. The platform itself was demarcated according to the rankings from previous years.
The stronger a team was, the higher their designated platform. This signified that to achieve victory, one would inevitably need to confront and overcome the strongest contenders. In this particular competition, only the elite would persevere until the very end.
Consequently, the team occupying the highest position was, without a doubt, the reigning world champion team from the previous year: Country H.
As the final team to make their entrance, they were met with an overwhelming wave of cheers.
The host chuckled, "I can already feel the electrifying presence of the world champion team. The audience's fervent enthusiasm speaks volumes. I wonder what kind of astonishing performance the Country H team will deliver this year. I am eagerly anticipating it!"
"All seventy-three teams are now prepared. Cybersecurity personnel, please enter the stage."
"It's finally time!"
Teng Hui shot to his feet, clenching his fists so tightly that his palms became slick with sweat.
Feng Nai lifted the collar of his battle uniform jacket, uttering just two simple words: "Let's move."
"Yes!"
A synchronized affirmation echoed back.
Even though their numbers were barely half of the other competing teams, there was not a shred of fear present.
Adorning their uniforms were the burning characters of 'China' in the back.
Someone in the audience covered their mouth, but not before shouting, "You guys will definitely win!"
The group of youths, without turning their heads, offered a response.
Panda clenched his fist, raising it high above his head, pointing it towards the sky.
The teenager possessed the boldness befitting his age, coupled with an fervor that was distinctly youthful.
"When Uncle Hua brings back a World Championship for you guys, I'll let you brag about it for the rest of your lives!"
Panda hadn't spoken such words in a considerable time, wary of how distorted the ensuing rumors might become.
However, today marked the grand opening of the tournament. They had rediscovered their purpose.
They had to win; they absolutely had to seize victory, and not just in this single match!
Zhao Sanpang observed from the backstage area, his coach's expression softening into a smirk. "This kid even copied my lines."
Beside him, his assistant adjusted his glasses, diligently engrossed in calculating the scores.
Simultaneously, all members of the battleteam took their designated seats.
The colossal screen flickered to life, and the game's iconic sound effects flooded the entire stadium.
"Dear Summoners, welcome to Hero Summoner."
Buzzzzzz!
As the low-frequency sound effects pulsed, hundreds of computer monitors and gaming chairs illuminated in unison!
Everyone logged into the game together!