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    Chapter 48

    During the post-match interview, the first question the host asked Wei Xiao was: “Do you have a grudge against DIE’s Marksman?”

    Wei Xiao laughed lightly. He knew he had focused too heavily on the Marksman in all three games today.

    Since they had already won the match, and it was best to be magnanimous, Wei Xiao didn’t criticize DIE as he had before the match. Instead, he offered a compliment: “No grudge. I just think he plays quite well and is a threat.”

    If he hadn’t said that, it would have been fine, but as soon as he did, the host burst out laughing on the spot, and the audience who later watched the video couldn’t hold back either.

    [Hahaha, Wei Wan’s compliments are more damaging than his insults.]

    [Plays quite well? Does that mean being continuously pinned to the ground by Wei Wan for three straight games?]

    [Captain Wei, please stop complimenting, I’m scared!]

    [I’m dying of laughter. Wei Xiao really gives off that big shot vibe. Who understands this subtle air of showing off!]

    [People with real skill sound like they’re showing off no matter what they say.]

    Back at the internet café, Wei Xiao, seeing the video, looked innocent. He genuinely just wanted to save face for DIE.

    To be honest, DIE’s strength had improved compared to their first encounter, but FHM was no longer the FHM of the past either.

    The current FHM, both in terms of individual player skill and team coordination, was far superior to when they first faced DIE, essentially achieving a dimensional reduction attack against them.

    FHM’s opponent on the second day was KPI, another team FHM was fully confident they could beat.

    The two teams had faced each other several times, with FHM winning more often than losing. Wen Shi Yu felt the only thing he needed to remind FHM was not to underestimate their opponent.

    However, seeing the seriousness on Wei Xiao’s face during training, he felt there was no need to say much.

    Wei Xiao trained by himself for a while, then took off his headphones and looked at Wen Shi Yu: “Brother Wen, come 1v1 with me!”

    His headphones hung casually around his neck, pressing his slightly long hair flat against his face, making him look slightly itchy.

    Wen Shi Yu didn’t say anything, getting up from the sofa and walking over to Wei Xiao’s side.

    Zhou Miao Miao, who was next to Wei Xiao, consciously gave up his seat.

    Even from a distance, Wei Xiao smelled the pleasant, faint fragrance on Wen Shi Yu. He turned back to look at his screen, his lips slightly pursed.

    Wen Shi Yu didn’t notice anything unusual. He sat down in the chair next to Wei Xiao, first letting out a soft sigh with a “I can’t do anything with you” expression, then picked up his headphones, put them on, and logged into his account.

    Hearing the sigh, Wei Xiao thought he felt bothered and couldn’t help but feel a little guilty: “Sorry, is this too much trouble for you?”

    “What are you saying?” Wen Shi Yu looked at him strangely. “I’m the coach. It’s my job to help players improve their skills.”

    Wei Xiao: “Oh.”

    Wen Shi Yu: “It’s just that after losing a 1v1 to you once, I’m not sure if my current skill level can still meet your needs.”

    “What are you saying?” Wei Xiao threw Wen Shi Yu’s words right back at him. “It’s only when I 1v1 with you that I get that heart-pounding, finger-trembling nervousness. If even your skill level can’t meet my needs, then no one in the entire world is qualified to face me.”

    After he finished speaking, he tilted his head and thought for a moment, then added: “Besides, I am the current World Server Rank 1 Jungler. Invincible!”

    The moment the word “Invincible” left his mouth, Wen Shi Yu’s palm slapped Wei Xiao’s forehead. The force wasn’t strong, but it knocked his headphones askew.

    Wen Shi Yu: “Seeing your extremely narcissistic look annoys me. It seems I must win against you today.”

    Wei Xiao adjusted his headphones while laughing: “Come on, bring it on. Don’t hold back.”

    The two played five consecutive 1v1 matches, with wins and losses on both sides.

    The other members of FHM stood behind them, watching the match with continuous gasps of surprise.

    Qin Jin Yao: “Holy cow, that works too?”

    Zhou Miao Miao: “As expected of Brother Wen! As expected of Captain Wei!”

    Lu Qing Yang: “Thank goodness we’re teammates, otherwise I’d retire right now…”

    Tang Li: “It feels so secure to be in a team like this.”

    After the fifth 1v1 ended, Wen Shi Yu took off his headphones, leaning back as if his body had been drained.

    Wei Xiao also took off his headphones, turned his head, and looked at him eagerly, clearly wanting more: “Are we done?”

    Wen Shi Yu glanced at him: “…Your stamina is really good.”

    Although it was a 1v1… or rather, precisely because it was a 1v1, it involved constant fighting, and every action taken was secretly filled with eight hundred layers of cunning, which was hugely taxing on both mental and physical energy.

    Wen Shi Yu hadn’t undergone systematic training for a long time, nor did he set aside time to exercise every day like Wei Xiao. So, after five 1v1s, he didn’t even want to move a finger, let alone stand up and walk around.

    Seeing him like this, Wei Xiao felt both amused and concerned: “I think I was too serious… Should I carry you to the sofa?”

    “Go away.” Wen Shi Yu hadn’t been drained to that extent yet.

    To stay in the chair a little longer before getting up, after saying “Go away,” he immediately said to Wei Xiao: “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re planning. You want to solidify the ‘World Server Rank 1 Jungler’ title through tomorrow’s match.”

    Wei Xiao paused for a moment, then smiled: “You figured that out.”

    He was indeed thinking that, which was why he was so serious.

    He claimed to be the current World Server Rank 1 Jungler, and he was indeed miles ahead on the ranked leaderboard, but he only started playing E-sports this year. People in the circle still generally considered Fei Yu, KPI’s Jungler, to be the top Jungler after Wen Shi Yu.

    Tomorrow’s match against KPI wasn’t the first time FHM played against KPI, but it was the first official match. If they could win using a jungle core strategy, they might be able to kick Fei Yu off the “World Server Rank 1 Jungler” throne and take the seat himself.

    In other words, tomorrow’s match was Wei Xiao’s coronation battle.

    Regarding this, Wen Shi Yu only had one thing to remind Wei Xiao: “KPI is a jungle core team. When playing against them, we naturally need to target Fei Yu, so I won’t stop you. But remember, besides technique, a Jungler’s ability to manage the battlefield is also crucial. Don’t just focus on showing off your skills.”

    “Of course.” Wei Xiao raised the corner of his mouth, smiling brightly. “After all, Fei Yu and I aren’t playing 1v1. We both have teammates.”

    He said, turning to look at the four people behind him: “I will lead you to victory!”

    “Yay!” Zhou Miao Miao was very supportive, raising both hands and acting as the hype man. “Tomorrow, let the whole world know who the Hero League World Server Rank 1 Jungler is!”

    “Just call me when you need me,” Qin Jin Yao said. “I’ll be there immediately.”

    Lu Qing Yang coughed: “I’ll try not to drag the team down…”

    Realizing the importance of tomorrow’s match, he felt a little nervous.

    Tang Li patted his shoulder: “With me here, you won’t be able to drag us down.”

    Wen Shi Yu looked at everyone enjoying themselves and couldn’t help but smile. Then, trying to get up from the chair, the wheels slipped, and he nearly fell.

    Wei Xiao had been watching him out of the corner of his eye the whole time, so he noticed the anomaly immediately, quickly getting up and wrapping his arms around Wen Shi Yu’s waist.

    He swore he wasn’t intentionally trying to get close to Wen Shi Yu; he was afraid grabbing his arm would hurt him, so he chose the more friction-providing embrace.

    That embrace made Zhou Miao Miao let out a quiet “Hiss—”

    Zhou Miao Miao: Aren’t you two being a little too intimate?

    Wei Xiao ignored his teammates’ reactions, helping Wen Shi Yu stand straight, and whispered: “I really should have just carried you to the sofa.”

    The first time he said that, his tone was clearly joking, but this time, he was serious.

    Wen Shi Yu heard the seriousness in his voice, his lips slightly pursed. He waited for Wei Xiao to withdraw his hands, and for the sensation on his waist to disappear, before explaining: “No, I just slipped… You continue training.”

    “Oh, okay.” Wei Xiao watched Wen Shi Yu turn and leave, confirming he was fine, then sat back down and continued training.

    Wen Shi Yu returned to the sofa and sat down, sinking into the cushions. Feeling the support on his lower back, he recalled Wei Xiao’s embrace, his ears turning slightly red. Thinking of the photo of his abs Wei Xiao had sent him, his ears grew even redder… Damn it, there’s a match tomorrow. It seems I need to keep some distance from this man for the next few days.

    Wei Xiao matched into a game with a calm expression, but after locking in his hero, he was momentarily lost in thought.

    Brother Wen’s body is too frail. He needs to eat more.

    Although there was this small interlude, the training session concluded smoothly that night.

    The next day, FHM and KPI members stood on stage, ready to begin their first official match against each other.

    During the pre-match trash talk segment, Wei Xiao said directly: “Fei Yu, World Server Rank 1 Jungler? I’m here to see it today.”

    Fei Yu responded without reservation: “Then don’t blink.”

    The commentators for this match were Ri Xi and Yue Xia, familiar to viewers who watched the Spring Regular Season broadcast.

    Ri Xi: “It’s finally here, KPI and FHM, the clash of two jungle core teams! Fei Yu and Wei Xiao, whose skill is superior? We are highly anticipating the result of this match!”

    Yue Xia: “Not only that, KPI was last year’s runner-up team. If FHM can defeat KPI, perhaps this year’s champion will be decided between FHM and WI!”

    Ri Xi: “We are all very familiar with the player Fei Yu. His technique is impeccable, always pulling off amazing maneuvers, but sometimes he neglects other parts of the battlefield for the sake of showing off. As for FHM’s Jungler, Wei Xiao, we haven’t found any obvious weaknesses yet?”

    Yue Xia: “That’s right. As of now, Wei Xiao, Wei Wan, has not made any major mistakes in a match. He wins every game very steadily, and it’s not a cautious kind of steady, but an aggressive steady. Every FHM match gives people a feeling of clean, crisp satisfaction. We’ll have to wait and see if they can maintain this style against KPI and bring us a comfortable victory!”

    The match began with the back-and-forth commentary from the two casters.

    During the ban/pick phase, all ten ban slots were undoubtedly used on Assassins, Mage Assassins, and Warriors, severely restricting both Junglers.

    However, because FHM had more players proficient in Assassins, the commentators and audience felt that these bans would affect FHM more significantly.

    That was until FHM locked in Thorn Whip, immediately followed by Fox God—both Marksmen. This meant one of them would definitely not be in the Marksman position.

    Wei Xiao raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a mischievous smile: “I’ve wanted to try a Marksman Jungler in a professional match for a long time. Thank you, KPI, for fulfilling my wish!”

    Wen Shi Yu couldn’t help but pour cold water on his enthusiasm: “Didn’t you say you wanted to become the World Server Rank 1 Jungler?”

    Wei Xiao was completely unfazed, responding with a light laugh: “After this game, they will obediently release my Junglers.”

    Regarding this, Wen Shi Yu only had one thing to remind Wei Xiao: “KPI is a jungle core team. When playing against them, we naturally need to target Fei Yu, so I won’t stop you. But remember, besides technique, a Jungler’s ability to manage the battlefield is also crucial. Don’t just focus on showing off your skills.”

    “Of course.” Wei Xiao raised the corner of his mouth, smiling brightly. “After all, Fei Yu and I aren’t playing 1v1. We both have teammates.”

    He said, turning to look at the four people behind him: “I will lead you to victory!”

    “Yay!” Zhou Miao Miao was very supportive, raising both hands and acting as the hype man. “Tomorrow, let the whole world know who the Hero League World Server Rank 1 Jungler is!”

    “Just call me when you need me,” Qin Jin Yao said. “I’ll be there immediately.”

    Lu Qing Yang coughed: “I’ll try not to drag the team down…”

    Realizing the importance of tomorrow’s match, he felt a little nervous.

    Tang Li patted his shoulder: “With me here, you won’t be able to drag us down.”

    Wen Shi Yu looked at everyone enjoying themselves and couldn’t help but smile. Then, trying to get up from the chair, the wheels slipped, and he nearly fell.

    Wei Xiao had been watching him out of the corner of his eye the whole time, so he noticed the anomaly immediately, quickly getting up and wrapping his arms around Wen Shi Yu’s waist.

    He swore he wasn’t intentionally trying to get close to Wen Shi Yu; he was afraid grabbing his arm would hurt him, so he chose the more friction-providing embrace.

    That embrace made Zhou Miao Miao let out a quiet “Hiss—”

    Zhou Miao Miao: Aren’t you two being a little too intimate?

    Wei Xiao ignored his teammates’ reactions, helping Wen Shi Yu stand straight, and whispered: “I really should have just carried you to the sofa.”

    The first time he said that, his tone was clearly joking, but this time, he was serious.

    Wen Shi Yu heard the seriousness in his voice, his lips slightly pursed. He waited for Wei Xiao to withdraw his hands, and for the sensation on his waist to disappear, before explaining: “No, I just slipped… You continue training.”

    “Oh, okay.” Wei Xiao watched Wen Shi Yu turn and leave, confirming he was fine, then sat back down and continued training.

    Wen Shi Yu returned to the sofa and sat down, sinking into the cushions. Feeling the support on his lower back, he recalled Wei Xiao’s embrace, his ears turning slightly red. Thinking of the photo of his abs Wei Xiao had sent him, his ears grew even redder… Damn it, there’s a match tomorrow. It seems I need to keep some distance from this man for the next few days.

    Wei Xiao matched into a game with a calm expression, but after locking in his hero, he was momentarily lost in thought.

    Brother Wen’s body is too frail. He needs to eat more.

    Although there was this small interlude, the training session concluded smoothly that night.

    The next day, FHM and KPI members stood on stage, ready to begin their first official match against each other.

    During the pre-match trash talk segment, Wei Xiao said directly: “Fei Yu, World Server Rank 1 Jungler? I’m here to see it today.”

    Fei Yu responded without reservation: “Then don’t blink.”

    The commentators for this match were Ri Xi and Yue Xia, familiar to viewers who watched the Spring Regular Season broadcast.

    Ri Xi: “It’s finally here, KPI and FHM, the clash of two jungle core teams! Fei Yu and Wei Xiao, whose skill is superior? We are highly anticipating the result of this match!”

    Yue Xia: “Not only that, KPI was last year’s runner-up team. If FHM can defeat KPI, perhaps this year’s champion will be decided between FHM and WI!”

    Ri Xi: “We are all very familiar with the player Fei Yu. His technique is impeccable, always pulling off amazing maneuvers, but sometimes he neglects other parts of the battlefield for the sake of showing off. As for FHM’s Jungler, Wei Xiao, we haven’t found any obvious weaknesses yet?”

    Yue Xia: “That’s right. As of now, Wei Xiao, Wei Wan, has not made any major mistakes in a match. He wins every game very steadily, and it’s not a cautious kind of steady, but an aggressive steady. Every FHM match gives people a feeling of clean, crisp satisfaction. We’ll have to wait and see if they can maintain this style against KPI and bring us a comfortable victory!”

    The match began with the back-and-forth commentary from the two casters.

    During the ban/pick phase, all ten ban slots were undoubtedly used on Assassins, Mage Assassins, and Warriors, severely restricting both Junglers.

    However, because FHM had more players proficient in Assassins, the commentators and audience felt that these bans would affect FHM more significantly.

    That was until FHM locked in Thorn Whip, immediately followed by Fox God—both Marksmen. This meant one of them would definitely not be in the Marksman position.

    Wei Xiao raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a mischievous smile: “I’ve wanted to try a Marksman Jungler in a professional match for a long time. Thank you, KPI, for fulfilling my wish!”

    Wen Shi Yu couldn’t help but pour cold water on his enthusiasm: “Didn’t you say you wanted to become the World Server Rank 1 Jungler?”

    Wei Xiao was completely unfazed, responding with a light laugh: “After this game, they will obediently release my Junglers.”

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