Spade Z!
Almost all of Spade Z's fans could tell whose voice it was.
Ever since that incident, no one had seen her again.
Those who truly liked Spade Z didn't care if the youngster was a man or a woman.
The reason they had fallen in love with Spade Z was because she had broken so many things.
Before this, many people would say that only those who had undergone training were fit to play professionally.
Many people didn't care about the truly skilled streamers because they were just for entertainment.
Those who came from unorthodox ways wouldn't be acknowledged.
But Spade Z had rushed out from the crowd.
Why was she liked?
Because when they watched her play, they would think of themselves.
In the past, when they had just started playing, they hadn't known anything. They had even foolishly gotten excited when they had killed the first person.
They were all the same, ordinary players.
But in Spade Z, they saw the dream that they had wanted to have but didn't dare to have.
One day, I will become a professional gamer.
This was a level that anyone who liked to play games wanted to reach.
They had watched as Spade Z took the FC in Zone C again and again, breaking new records time and time again. Then, she went to the qualifiers, the city level competition, the revival competition, and the National League.
They had been there for every competition.
They had watched as that person charged into the blood pool alone, watched as that person was splashed with coke, watched as that person lost and won again.
Many of them had forgotten that if it hadn't been for this youngster, Supreme Alliance wouldn't have reached this stage.
The Almighty Z they liked was a girl.
So what?
She was still herself, the one who had always broken the rules, telling everyone that when choosing a profession, one shouldn't decide if it was suitable based on one's background.
"FC King!"
The moment these three words appeared.
Spade Z's fans seemed to have a tacit understanding as they started to flood the screen.
They were all calling the same name, "Almighty Z."
It wasn't the Big Spade from before, it was Almighty Z.
"I miss you, come back."
"Honestly, without Spade Z, the competition isn't as thrilling as it used to be."
"Indeed."
Of course, there were people who would scold her. There were people who told Bo Jiu to scram, saying that she wasn't fit to appear and that she shouldn't be a burden to Supreme Alliance.
However, the young man didn't seem to notice any of this.
Xue Yaoyao, who was wearing headphones, paused. She could only feel her face getting a little hot from excitement. If there weren't so many spectators watching, she would definitely ask where Highness Jiu was now, why he didn't even go to school, and why he couldn't find him with his phone turned off.
But it was not the right time to ask.
The person on the other end of the line didn't wait for her to speak, his voice as usual. "Before the glory, we have to accept the embarrassment and difficulties in front of us. Only then will some people know that Supreme Alliance doesn't just have Qin Mo, Rao Rong, Yun Hu, Yin Wuyao, and you, Yaoyao."
The final landing spot made Xue Yaoyao's heart skip a beat.
Lin Feng and Yun Hu couldn't help but laugh when they heard the commotion.
At this moment, Bo Jiu asked, "Are you ready?"
Xue Yaoyao's eyes were red, but she smiled and agreed.
"Then let's go." It was just like what the Almighty would say at the start of every match. Now that Bo Jiu had said it, it was calm but it wasn't easy. It was enough to make one forget everything else and focus on the outcome.
He had to win the match.
Yes, he had to win.
The call ended.
In an instant, only the sound of Xue Yaoyao logging into the game could be heard.
On the other side, CK seemed to be sloppy, interacting with his fans nonchalantly.
But he was a professional after all. Before this, he had seen the information of Supreme Alliance's contestant.
Frankly speaking, she was just slightly better than ordinary players. Her hand speed was fast but esports wasn't all about hand speed, it was more about awareness and control.
Moreover, she had played as a sorcerer and was more of an auxiliary player.
Her understanding of the character wasn't as good as his.
CK entered the game, he had already thought of a strategy. He would press the line and crush the opponent, it wasn't a problem at all.
"It seems like both parties have chosen their characters." The shoutcaster started to synchronize. When he saw the screen, he revealed a shocked expression. "Supreme Alliance's contestant has chosen an auxiliary character, it seems like the competition system has weakened her considerably."
"She doesn't even understand the character?" The other shoutcaster shook his head. "It's too dangerous."
There was a huge disparity in their skills and now she had chosen a weakened character. Could she still fight?
CK lifted the corners of his lips when he saw Xue Yaoyao's character, his eyes filled with mockery. A third-rate player was indeed a third-rate player.
"Five minutes."
When he typed these words, the others didn't understand what he meant.
CK's fans were already spamming the screen crazily. "He's so handsome, my idol!"
"Can it end in five minutes? Cool! "
"CK won't even need five minutes to beat her."
"It's a one-sided abuse. This competition isn't interesting."
This wasn't an official competition, it was just a solo. CK didn't have to worry about the situation.
Their captain had reminded him.
But everyone knew that in the Asian season, their results were obvious to all.
It wasn't a big deal to be impudent at this moment.
CK thought about it, moving his mouse to clear the players.
"Both of them chose the middle lane?"
"That's how solo matches are."
"Let's see who gets the first kill."
Solo matches were basically decided by the first kill.
Both of them were playing as auxiliary characters, their tempo wasn't that fast.
But CK said that it would end in five minutes.
"It might really end in five minutes." The shoutcaster looked at the situation on the screen. "They are being suppressed."
"CK's positioning and dodging are outstanding, the outcome is obvious."
But watching two auxiliary players in a solo match wasn't as satisfying as watching an assassin.
It was obvious that CK was much faster than Xue Yaoyao. Not only that, Xue Yaoyao had been hit and her HP had dropped.
"Her positioning is too slow."
"I really don't understand how she managed to become a professional player."
"I say, you guys already know the outcome, why are you so bothered?"
Xue Yaoyao moved her mouse, as though she hadn't noticed her mistake, turning her body to attack the minions.
Just like that, the match was so peaceful that it made people feel bored.
The shoutcaster could only give a simple explanation. "Let's take a look at the match-up between the two sides. If nothing out of the ordinary happens, both of them have chosen to face each other in the middle lane. But it's obvious that compared to CK's mechanics, our beautiful Yaoyao's movements seem a little fatigued.
"In such a situation, she can only clear the minions at the bottom of the tower. Honestly speaking, this doesn't look like a solo match at all."
"Luckily, their finances aren't that different."
"Their finances aren't that different, right? It looks like CK is suppressing her. "
"That's why I find it weird."
"I can only say that this girl is tenacious."
"God CK should have jumped the tower and killed her."
"I think so too, probably because the equipment isn't out yet. Let's wait a little longer."
But there was a problem.
Some viewers who were watching the livestream realized this.
That was time …
"Why does it feel like a long time has passed?"
"It's been four minutes, right? God CK isn't that slow usually. "
"It is."
Five minutes later.
People started to reevaluate the match. They couldn't bring up the pace. What was going on?
Even CK furrowed his brows, holding onto the mouse with one hand. He wasn't in a good mood since he hadn't expected it to be so slow …
"Yaoyao's support character is specially chosen to counter CK's expertise." Rao Rong looked at the match on the screen and suddenly laughed. He was as calm as the wind, his voice faint. "Our Sister Yaoyao's tactics are interesting?"
Lin Feng arched a brow. "You like it? Even if you do, it won't be yours. "
"Shut up, Almighty Lin Feng. Take a look at your recovery. You need to use your brain when playing games." Rao Rong's voice and his words were completely different.
Lin Feng's eyes widened. This person had only joined their team for a few days and he was already in this state? Moreover, it felt good to be called Almighty Lin Feng by the Almighty.
The naive girl automatically ignored his mocking tone!
"N-not just use your brain," Feng Shang spoke up, his face flushed adorably as he stuttered. Feng Shang spoke up, his face blushing adorably as he stuttered, "Yaoyao, in order to practice her support, she, she spent a lot of time."
She had watched so many videos and analyzed so many skills. She had even created a table specifically for each character's skills.
And that person … CK, which support was his expertise.
He woke up earlier than everyone else and slept later than everyone else.
Even Feng Shang couldn't count how many times he had seen Yaoyao sleeping on the chair in the internet cafe after the National League.
She would always have to wait for Uncle Yin to wake her up before she would pat her face and head to the washroom to wash her face before returning to her seat to continue her research.
Countless battles and manipulations of skills.
The club also had to train but with the intensity of the training, even he wouldn't be able to endure it.
Yaoyao … really wanted to win.
Regarding the solo match.
Feng Shang lifted his head, looking at the character on the screen.
CK was obviously getting impatient. He waved his mouse, intending to launch his strongest attack. Even as a support, there was damage output. Moreover, his support was a tank. He had a natural advantage and could push forward with his minions. It was obvious that Yaoyao was at a disadvantage, especially with her low HP. It wasn't safe for her to stand at the bottom of the tower.
The sound of CK clicking his mouse sped up. The two commentators who were watching the match from God's perspective pressed down on their headphones, straightening their backs!
"It's coming!"
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