I am the leader of the anti-racism movement.

Q skill?

Suddenly realizing what was happening, Xi Ye glanced at the minions next to Graves and was filled with hope.

That's it! That's the soldier. As expected, victory can't be won by one person alone, but as long as Daigo becomes light... Ugh!

If the murlocs can be boiled into soup, then they will have a chance to turn the tide.

Seizing the opportunity, Xiye controlled Fizz to use his Q skill to pass through the minions and arrive in front of Graves, just as Gnar's boomerang was about to hit him at its maximum range. It was at this moment that Ezreal's Q skill was successfully blocked by Fizz.

Graves survived!

Oh no!!!

The moment the skill was blocked, the EPA team immediately realized the gravity of the situation. This blocked shot hadn't killed Graves; once his passive was ready again and he could auto-attack, everything would be over!

Seeing this, Nidalee immediately used her Flash, trying to stand in front of her own Nexus to withstand Graves' auto-attacks.

Crisis's eyes were filled with madness.

In these two games, his rhythm was completely outmaneuvered. If he loses this round as well, he can foresee that this match might be the final chapter of his professional career.

Impossible, you won't get a chance!

Graves' passive reload ability gave him a last hope. If he had even 0.5 seconds to flash and take a step forward, he was confident he could stand in front of Graves.

Now, he can only take a huge gamble against the opposing Graves:

I bet your gun is empty!

Ultimately, everything came down to the junglers on both sides.

If A comes out during this 0.5-second gap, then WE will launch a wave.

If A doesn't come out, it will be blocked by Nidalee, and EPA will barely survive.

The entire audience held their breath, quietly awaiting the result. Amidst this tense moment, Luo Fei, as seen on camera, beamed with a broad smile.

He had truly felt the dedication and unity of his teammates.

In this era, no one understands Graves better than him, and no one knows Graves' passive better than him. Even 0.5 seconds is firmly within his calculations; he will definitely be able to auto-attack that bullet.

"I'm sorry, it's a bit cruel, but..."

"Bearing the burden of the food delivery business, I absolutely cannot lose!!!"

"Oh!"

With the last bullet fired.

game,

ended.

Chapter 142, Section 149: The Mysterious Yellow-Clad Organization

"Let's congratulate WE!"

Congratulations to WE!!!

There's not much to say. In S6, a version filled with macro-management, seeing two such interesting matches is already a real treat. At least the audience's applause was very pleasant.

It was worth it.

For the same few dozen yuan, isn't this match much better than two matches that feel like you're trying to poop but can't?

The only slightly strange thing was that WE seemed to be in a hurry this time, quickly shaking hands and leaving, leaving the audience completely confused.

Something seems off about this...

You won, but instead of showing off a couple of rounds to increase your fame, you ran off in such a hurry? Could it be... could it be that you got into a rhythm and were eager to go back and review your game? Thinking of this, countless viewers recalled the spirited faces of the five players before the match, and smiles of "I knew it" appeared on their faces.

As expected of a new lineup and a new team, they are so hardworking and energetic. I love it!

On the other side, the five men rushing off the field bumped right into their bumbling team leader, who had been eagerly awaiting news of their victory. Seeing the chrysanthemum-like smile on his face, they felt an urge to punch him.

No matter how you look at it, all the exhaustion they endured is that idiot's fault.

"GKD, GKD, where's the takeout? Has it arrived yet?" They've worked so hard for so long just to eat this delicious rice. If they miss it, they'll have no one to blame but themselves.

"The timing is perfect. He said a few minutes ago that he had arrived and that I could pick it up at the door now."

If it's only been a few minutes, that's perfectly acceptable. Upon hearing this news, the five members of WE finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the side door of the clubhouse. Although their steps were still as fast as ever, they were no longer as impatient as before.

It was at this moment that, watching the dim-witted team leader walk further and further away, he suddenly remembered something.

"Hey, wait! There's an interview! At least send someone to do it!!!" He'd only just remembered the interview, but his teammates were already almost out of sight. Luckily, Luo Fei had good hearing and turned around to shout:

"Then I'll leave it to you. Good luck, muah!" With that, they turned a corner and disappeared from his sight.

. . . . . . .

What? They really left?

What the hell!

You guys had your fun in the game and then dumped the mess on him? What team leader goes up for an interview these days? Isn't that just messing with him?

But that person is gone... What can he do?

A few minutes later, when the audience at the scene and countless onlookers in front of their screens finally got to see the long-awaited post-match interview, what appeared on the screen was a complete idiot they had never seen before, awkwardly grinning.

"???"

"What the heck? Where's my Mad Dog Flying? I'd even go for a Su Wangzai, what is this?"

"Judging from the introduction, he seems to be... team leader? And also a part-time coach? Holy crap, is WE really that poor?"

"2333, it's so true that the team leader has to go in when all the teammates have run away."

Countless onlookers were both amused and annoyed, but seeing how quickly the WE players left, they must have had something very important to attend to. Considering they had contributed quite well in these two matches, let's just let them be.

In the corridor at the same time:

The five members of WE are now feeling full of energy, a feeling they experience frequently. However, each time this feeling occurs, certain preconditions are required: for example, when they get out of school, when they get off work, or when they are about to eat.

There's no way around it. Science has proven that people become lethargic and their thinking abilities decrease once they're full. This is a scientifically sound statement, but when applied to reality, it's been misinterpreted as meaning you absolutely can't eat before a match, or your performance will decline. So, the WE team is genuinely hungry right now.

Unlike S10, S6 didn't have the same comprehensive medical resources for its players. Besides, even if it were S10, only EDG did a truly decent job in this regard. The other teams, frankly, just had a basic fitness coach.

Thanks to his regular morning runs, Luo Fei took the lead and was in the lead. The side door wasn't far from their lounge room, so they could enjoy their food as quickly as possible after receiving it.

almost,

From afar, they could see the side door they had been longing to close.

Their takeout is just a door away.

Luo Fei, the first to arrive, immediately pulled open the doorknob, and the endless sunlight streaming in blinded the group. In the incandescent light, Luo Fei spotted a long-awaited yellow figure. Seemingly noticing the movement at the iron gate, the man in the yellow robe finally opened his mouth:

"Excuse me, are you the one who's going to curse him to death?"

"???"

Your takeout has arrived.

A few minutes later, the WE team members were able to enjoy their takeout in the break room as they had hoped. Perhaps the team leader had admitted he was in the wrong, because today's takeout was at least two levels higher than usual, with significantly larger portions, much to everyone's delight. Although the temperature had dropped, the food was still pleasantly warm.

A few minutes later, with the sound of running footsteps growing louder and louder coming from the doorway, the clueless team leader finally returned.

"Damn it, you guys actually sold me out."

"Don't say that. This is giving you a chance to become famous. Look at the other team leaders, which one of them gets to show their face?" Luo Fei couldn't help but tease his team leader. To be honest, he wasn't wrong. Apart from Su Xiaoluo causing trouble after winning the S8 championship, the other team leaders were really unknown, and even less famous than the referees on the field.

"Come on, I'd rather not show it, it's so embarrassing." After opening his own copy, the team leader finally noticed that there was a delivery guy in a yellow robe in the room.

"Hey? What are you doing here, buddy?"

"Oh, he's a fan of ours. It's not easy for him to wait for us for more than ten minutes with so many takeout orders. We promised to take a picture with him after we finish eating." Dan Zong also stepped in to explain at the right time. He had waited for us for so long with so many takeout orders on such a sunny day, so we really had to make it up to him.

"Oh, that's all. By the way, we haven't done a debriefing yet. Let's stop for a minute and do a debriefing first, lest we forget how it felt later."

"We're eating, boss. How about we call Egg over? Egg's been a great assistant on post-mortem analysis."

"No, let's go with Xiye. Anyway, he was the captain for a short period last year, so he knows how to do post-mortem analysis."

"Stop messing around, we're drinking soup. Let the boss do it, we'll just listen."

Upon hearing that they had to stop what they were doing, the WE team members all expressed their refusal. "Who wants to eat like this? A quick debriefing session can easily take almost an hour. After that, are we even going to eat?" Just as the group was still making excuses, a youthful voice quietly rang out in the room.

"Since you all want to eat, why don't I do it?"

"Huh?" x6

Half an hour later...

Inside the room, all six members of WE sat upright in their respective seats, looking like obedient children as the guy in the yellow shirt on stage earnestly analyzed the situation of their two games. It was truly amazing. They initially thought this guy was just a show-off trying to impress, a mere appetizer to test his skills. But it turned out he was genuinely talented; he was a real expert, his analysis so comprehensive and insightful that it left them all speechless.

"Ahem, hey, team leader, where did you order your takeout from? Are all the delivery guys these days so versatile?"

"I have no idea either. But I have heard of a mysterious organization in yellow shirts that can do anything, from flying to diving, and usually pretends to be a delivery guy experiencing life. It seems we've run into them." The team leader was also a bit confused. There are hardly any knowledgeable people in the entire LPL, and this random delivery guy is so awesome. This is too outrageous.

After finally getting to the guy's presentation, the team leader, in his excitement, even pulled out the coach's contract, insisting on signing him. However, the guy said his dream was to become a great philosopher and create videos to spread philosophical culture, so he resolutely refused their invitation, causing the entire WE team to sigh in unison.

Before leaving, the group exchanged WeChat contacts with him, just in case he changed his mind and they got a coach for free.

"Oh right, I haven't asked your name yet?" Luo Fei only realized that they still didn't know the young man's name after they were seen to the door, so he casually asked.

"Oh, this?" Feeling valued, the delivery guy in the yellow shirt smiled brightly. Honestly, even though he only delivered one order during peak hours, getting a photo with his idol and becoming an analyst and friend of a professional gamer made it a steal compared to the few dollars he earned from the delivery.

However, considering that he was still a student and did not want to become famous, he decided to use a code name.

"Well, you can just call me Yuan Mouren, or you can call me Si Mouren too."

PY: "Nobody Knows Transformation Better Than Me"

My friends in the group are transforming into Wen.

Chapter 143, Section 150: The Growth Story of Kakashi Hatake

After seeing off the mysterious man in yellow robes, the rest of the WE team weren't in a hurry to go back. After all, going back now would at most mean playing a few ranked games or practicing basic skills in custom games—both tedious and boring training.