"Sharpshooter …" Happy, everyone began to imagine a Sharpshooter called Autumn Tree Su in the game, but unexpectedly, Wei Chen shook his head: "No, not Sharpshooter, but all Gunners."
"All Gunners?"
"Sharpshooters, Spitfires, Mechanics, Launchers." Wei Chen said.
"It's this kind of expert again!" Fang Rui exclaimed. Of course, everyone understood this "again". Wasn't Ye Xiu beside them an even more outrageous expert? (What a wonderful feeling to have a title like this.)
"Actually, in that era, there were quite a lot of people like that. Who didn't have a main account and a side account? But there were very few people like them who could play every class to the extreme. "Wei Chen said.
"Then what happened afterwards?" Fang Rui asked.
"Afterwards, didn't Little Tang say that he died …" Wei Chen said.
"Car accident. I don't know the details." Tang Rou said.
Then, everyone looked at Wei Chen.
"I don't know much either. I only know that after the Alliance was formed and everyone formed teams to participate, this person never appeared again. Someone probably asked Ye Xiu out of curiosity, and the news that came out was that he had passed away. However, no one knew that he was Su Mucheng's older brother. Sigh … "Even someone as shameless as Wei Chen sighed in the end, expressing his regret.
"Just how strong was this person?" Fang Rui asked.
"Let's put it this way. When I fought with him, I basically didn't have the chance to cast any spells." Wei Chen said solemnly.
Happy. Everyone looked at each other. After a while, Wei Chen still didn't see the surprised expression he was expecting.
"This, he can't be considered very strong, right?" Fang Rui said.
"Bastard!" Wei Chen immediately understood what Fang Rui was hinting at. "That was more than ten years ago. At that time, I was still a godlike young man!"
"What the f * ck!" Fang Rui couldn't take it anymore.
"In short, it's very powerful!" Wei Chen said.
"Compared to Ye Xiu, who's better?" Tang Rou was always more concerned about who was better.
"This … They fought side by side. We were also very curious about who was stronger between them. Unfortunately, we didn't have an answer. We didn't have one at that time, and we definitely won't have one now. We will never have one …" Wei Chen's expression started to become melancholy again.
Everyone was silent. For people like Fang Rui and Qiao Yifan, this was the first time they had heard of this person and this matter, so they couldn't empathize too quickly. But when they saw Wei Chen's shameless expression of melancholy, they could immediately imagine how much of a pity it was for a genius to die young.
"If he and Ye Xiu had entered the Excellent Era together …" Wei Chen couldn't help but shudder at the mere thought of this possibility.
"If he was still around, what would it be like?" Tang Rou was also imagining it.
If …
Who wouldn't look forward to this kind of 'if'? But the meaning of 'if' often meant 'impossible'.
In front of Su Muqiu's grave, Ye Xiu looked at Su Mucheng's bouquet of flowers and asked, "What kind of flower is this?"
"Hyacinth."
"Is there anyone like you who changes flowers every year?" Ye Xiu said.
"There needs to be innovation," Su Mucheng said.
"Innovation?" Ye Xiu laughed. "So you used all flowers to express this flower language?"
"He would have liked this method," Su Mucheng said.
"Yes." Ye Xiu nodded. The person who came up with the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella and brought it to life. Was there anyone in Glory who was more innovative than him?
And what he left behind from his innovation was now shining brightly on the Glory battlefield.
Twenty-eight consecutive victories.
Ye Xiu's hands were in his pockets. Lord Grim's account card lay there quietly. This record would be firmly tied to this character, and it wasn't over yet. It would continue to be refreshed.
I will keep this record forever. However, I left a match at the start, so you can have a chance to surpass it.
Ye Xiu reached out and pressed his hands against the tombstone. It was these hands that were controlling Lord Grim, constantly writing miracles in Glory.
"If it wasn't me, but my brother, what would it be like now?" Su Mucheng suddenly asked this question.
"Oh?" Ye Xiu thought seriously, but couldn't think of an answer.
"Will it always be the champion, champion, champion, champion?" Su Mucheng asked.
"Who knows!" Ye Xiu said.
"Dancing Rain would definitely be more famous than she is now," Su Mucheng said.
"That might not be the case," Ye Xiu said, "The transvestite player is far too lacking compared to the beautiful player."
"Haha." Su Mucheng laughed, and then pressed her hands against the tombstone.
"Actually, none of this is important," Su Mucheng said, "If he could still be here, that would be great."
Ye Xiu didn't say anything else, because … there were no ifs.
This time, Chen Guo stayed in front of her father's tombstone for a bit longer, because this year had been too full, too full. She had said a lot, but she still hadn't finished.
The team won the Challenger League.
The team's difficulties at the beginning of the season.
The team's crazy winning streak.
So many 10-0's.
Every member's improvement.
The guild's strength.
The characters' development.
And now, the momentum towards the playoffs, the momentum towards the championship.
Really, there was too much …
Chen Guo was really tired from talking. She had only talked about this, and this was only the general idea. There were still so many details, so many places she wanted to talk about!
Chen Guo was a bit dazed, as if she didn't know whether to continue or not. Because this year had been too full, this sort of tomb-sweeping had become somewhat unsuitable for her. There were too many things, and she couldn't finish talking!
"Boss, do you want some water?" At this moment, Chen Guo heard someone speak beside her. She turned her head and saw Ye Xiu and Su Mucheng standing beside her, laughing.
Tomb-Sweeping was a rather sad thing. But Ye Xiu and Su Mucheng both knew that this year had been a very happy one for Chen Guo. She clearly wanted to bring that happiness with her tomb-sweeping this time.
"Oh, oh, thank you." Chen Guo took the mineral water and gulped it down.
"Are you guys done?" she asked.
"Yeah." The two of them nodded.
"Alright, let's go then!"
"Are you done? I don't think so? "Ye Xiu said. It looked like he had been listening for quite a while.
"Let's stop here for today. We'll talk about it later. No one said that we can only come during the Qingming Festival!" Chen Guo waved her hand coolly and led the way down the mountain.
When they returned to Happy Internet Cafe, a bunch of people were gathered in the training room. They were originally huddled together and whispering to each other, but when the three of them came in, they immediately returned to their original positions and sat upright.
"Ahem, you guys went tomb-sweeping?" Wei Chen asked.
"Yeah!"
"Autumn Tree?" Wei Chen asked.
"Yeah." Ye Xiu nodded. With Wei Chen's experience, it wasn't surprising at all that he knew this name.
"What a pity." Wei Chen said.
"Who said it wasn't!" Ye Xiu laughed and went to sit in his seat.
The room was silent. No one said anything. This sort of topic clearly wasn't suitable for the person involved. Everyone only knew that there was once a very, very strong Glory expert who didn't have time to fight for any glory before leaving. In comparison, these people, no matter if they were strong or weak, no matter if they were rookies or veterans past their prime, were still striving for everything. There was nothing happier than this.
Click click click click …
Only the sound of mice and keyboards could be heard in the room. Everyone was striving for their own goals, but at the same time, everyone was thinking about the other things they were carrying.
Wei Chen, at this moment, thought of his teammates from Team Blue Rain. They had all left the Glory Alliance and left this battlefield. Some of them could still be seen in their daily lives, while others had completely disappeared without a trace. No one knew where they went. The championship was their goal at that time. In the end, they all left with regret. And now, Wei Chen had once again returned to this stage. With his old skills, he couldn't handle the intensity of the current competition. But even so, he still had something he could carry, something he could carry, right? If he really did win the championship, when his old brothers heard and saw it, would they feel that he had fulfilled a sliver of their dream in their place?
This kind of feeling wasn't bad!
"Hey!" Thinking of this, Wei Chen suddenly shouted in a rough voice.
"Hey, who?" Ye Xiu asked.
"You!"
"What?"
"I'm going to play in the next match." Wei Chen said.
"Oh? You're going to Ignite? "Ye Xiu laughed.
"Do you really think that I'm just here for sightseeing?" Wei Chen said.
"There aren't many rounds left. Is that enough?" Ye Xiu said.
"It's enough." Wei Chen laughed arrogantly, "I know more about the competition than these noobs."
"Tch ….." The practice room was suddenly filled with boos.
"I say, in terms of Pro League experience, you don't even have as much as me, right?" Fang Rui spoke. He was a Season 5 player. Up until now, he had been playing for more than five and a half years. As for Wei Chen? He had only been a pro player for two seasons, only two years. Not to mention, there were fewer teams back then. The quality of the competition was completely different from now.
"Pro League?" Wei Chen laughed, "Why else would I call you noobs? This battlefield is called Glory. The Pro League is just a part of it. "
"You're saying that you're preparing to go to the Heavenly Domain to get materials for us?" Fang Rui said.
"You're asking for a beating. 1v1, let's go." Wei Chen yelled.
"Like I'm scared of you! Let's build a room. "Fang Rui yelled.
As the two spoke, they began to compete in wretchedness. The others stood to the side, listening, laughing, but they all became more motivated and worked harder.
The past could only be turned into ifs and reminisced in their hearts. The only thing that people could truly grasp was the present. Only by grasping the present could they truly influence the future.
There were still nine rounds left.
Everyone looked at the scoreboard on the wall of the practice room. There were still a full nine rounds left. If they played these nine rounds well, they would enter the playoffs. Then, there would be an even more brutal journey ahead. Everything had to be grasped from now on. Grasped firmly!
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