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Chapter 114 If the Emperor doesn't step up, who will? I will!

"RNG! They've pushed towards Snake's high ground with the Baron buff!"

"UZI is in absolutely incredible form today! He's already achieved a godlike score in just 43 minutes! Snake's front line simply can't withstand the damage from UZI's Kog'Maw!"

"In comparison, Crystal's performance today was really disappointing! He was killed three times in a row due to positioning mistakes, and twice he didn't even manage to use Flash! Snake's bot lane collapsed too quickly in this game, which allowed UZI to get far ahead in farm!"

Snakes' bench.

Crystal's face was pale, and his right hand, which was holding the mouse, was constantly pricking with needle-like pain.

The immense psychological pressure and discomfort in his hands caused fine beads of sweat to appear on his forehead, even in the air-conditioned venue.

Crystal opened the panel and looked at his 0-6 score.

Above him, the mid-lane Orianna's record had just changed from 5-0 to 5-1.

Crystal knew he was the biggest culprit in this match.

Wang Ke had already drafted a strong lineup of Varus and Janna for him in the draft phase, but he made repeated positioning mistakes and missed all his skills, resulting in UZI pressing him under the tower and beating him in the early game.

There were even several basic mistakes that resulted in death flashes.

Crystal stared nervously at the RNG players in front of the high ground; the next second, he was marked with a Sonic Wave on his head.

"One warehouse!"

Lee Sin used his ultimate (R-Flash) to kick Crystal into the crowd.

"Where the hell did you use Flash?!"

Song Wen's voice came through the headset.

"Even with my grandma here, you managed to sneak out of the party?! K, are you even human?!"

Crystal didn't have time to respond to Song Wen's words; he just frantically tapped the F key with his fingers, but all he got in return was a gray screen.

Song Wen's voice could still be heard.

"That Uzi is such a damn show-off, what's with him pointing that at my face? I'll take him down in a second!! Is it too late?"

"It's too late," Wang Ke, who had already been killed, shook his head. "The enemy is pushing the tower pretty fast."

Song Wen's fingers mechanically tapped the keyboard aimlessly, and in the end, he could only sigh helplessly.

"That's it, let's play the next one."

From the commentary booth, Wawa's excited shouts resounded throughout the entire venue!

"RNG! They're about to end the game in one fell swoop! Although UZI was instantly killed by Orianna's ultimate, Orianna herself is trapped in her position! Black's final score is 6-2, and now, Snake Esports' base is about to be destroyed by the remaining RNG players!"

"Forty-five minutes! Congratulations to RNG for winning the first game!"

In the live stream, the screen was filled with messages about liquidation.

Liquidation!!

RNG is awesome!

[That puppy is awesome!]

[Trash Snake Team, utterly pathetic, haha.]

I told you long ago, RNG would win.

[This is hilarious! The Snake team could still win during the regular season, but then they built their own Incense Burner and now they're getting crushed.]

[White: Black, I will personally organize your retirement ceremony.]

[Crystal was in terrible form today; by comparison, Bai Chu actually looked like a normal person.]

[That's normal. The puppy has already defeated all the AD carries in the world; he just can't silence the critics like you.]

Watching the base turn into dust, Song Wen got up and walked with Wang Ke towards the backstage passage.

"What's wrong with my brother Wang? Why isn't he saying a word? Is he upset about losing his 100% win rate?"

Upon hearing Song Wen's words, Wang Ke gave a wry smile.

"Are you kidding me? Who can have a 100% win rate?"

Song Wen patted Wang Ke on the shoulder.

"That's good, so you won't be under too much pressure."

"You're quite optimistic," Wang Ke said helplessly to Song Wen. "If you lose today's match, forget about the championship, you might not even be able to continue your professional career."

"What's the rush? Isn't this B05?"

Seeing that Song Wen had picked up a chocolate bar again, Wang Ke also took one out of his pocket and put it in his mouth.

It's quite strange, he remembered that Song Wen didn't originally have this setting.

"Who did you learn this habit from?"

Chow Yun-fat.

"They're eating chocolate, not sticks."

"I bought it before, but it tastes like tobacco and isn't good."

Looking at Song Wen's nonchalant demeanor with his hands in his pockets, Wang Ke couldn't help but bring the topic back.

"Why do you seem so unafraid of losing? What if you actually do lose?"

Without a second thought, Song Wen said, "Then you should take me back."

How can I get you back?

"Why don't you just write another dump truck and kill me? You might just bring me back to life."

Wang Ke couldn't hold back any longer: "What do you mean by this? Playing with life like a game?"

"I'm Yu-Gi-Oh!, after all."

"Even Genshin Impact wouldn't dare call itself the King of Games, so what makes you think you are?"

"If you keep spouting those cheesy jokes I don't understand, I'll send you to play Genshin Impact."

Wang Ke couldn't help but laugh: "You don't even know what Genshin Impact is?"

The two chatted casually as they walked back to the lounge.

Zuo Wu looked at Wang Ke and Song Wen, who had returned chatting and laughing, with a question mark on her face.

He was so nervous for them backstage that he was pounding his chest and scratching his head, but they acted like nothing had happened. So much so that the words of comfort he had prepared were swallowed back down his throat.

"There were quite a few unexpected situations in the first game," Zhu Kai said, stepping forward to summarize, "but don't be discouraged, we still have a chance!"

Hearing Zhu Kai's words, Crystal hesitated for a moment, and finally said to Wang Ke, "Brother Wang, how about we change players for the next game? I feel like I can't play anymore."

Upon hearing Crystal's words, Wang Ke looked at the other man's right hand.

"Has your hand injury recurred?"

Crystal looked conflicted.

He didn't know what to say.

While he was on stage, his right hand was in unbearable pain, but as soon as the competition ended, it seemed to be fine again.

But he dared not gamble. What if his bad habit relapsed once the game started?

Seeing that Crystal didn't speak, Wang Ke nodded.

"Okay, I respect your choice."

Zhu Kai looked at the person sitting in the corner and said, "Sigh, in that case, we can only let the Emperor have it."

Wang Ke also looked at 0huang and waved, as if calling a puppy.

"Come here, Your Majesty."

During this period, Snake Team had no one to practice with, so they had the first team and the second team play against each other. This allowed 0-King, who was a substitute, and Zz1tai to continue training, so they were not worried about being out of sync with the team when they suddenly went on the field.

However, despite getting the chance to play, 0-Huang showed no excitement whatsoever; instead, he appeared somewhat helpless.

Huang Zheng was halfway up when a pair of hands pressed down on his shoulders.

He felt as if a mountain had suddenly been placed on his shoulders, and he plopped back down on the small stool.

"Why send this piece of trash up there? To give Uzbekistan experience points?"

Song Wen pressed down on the Emperor with one hand, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

"If the Emperor isn't going to play, then who will?"

Wang Ke was puzzled.

Song Wen clicked his tongue in disdain.

"I think there's a good candidate."

Who is it?

"Me?"

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