E-Sports Boss Wants To Post Messages With New Players Every Day Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Point B was in the most concentrated corner of the seaside containers, next to a derelict ferry. The ship’s interior was inaccessible, but the deck and top could be entered. There was a lot of clutter on the ship, and it was common for sneaky players to camp there and ambush people.

Having experienced the desperate struggle for survival at Point A, Yuan Shaofeng was mentally prepared to receive no healing at all this match. Even the commentators thought that TWG, having tasted success, would repeat their strategy.

But unexpectedly, Xu Ziyan did not immediately move to the enemy’s backline like in the previous round. Instead, he stood on a container with Bai Ke. This container was different from the others; it was right next to another container lying horizontally, with its door open, allowing people to enter and hide inside.

Bai Ke stood outside sniping, while Xu Ziyan crouched inside the container. Although he was in the back, he wasn’t healing anyone, adopting a clear wait-and-see approach.

Because the action at Point A had been so entertaining, the director was generous, giving Xu Ziyan plenty of camera time even though he was just crouching there doing nothing.

Commentator C threw the difficult question to Commentator D: “D, tell us, what is TWG’s strategy this round?”

Commentator D smiled and said, “I wonder if the audience has noticed that FTK only has one Assault Player left in the front?”

As he spoke, the spectator view switched to the God’s Eye perspective. With the annotations, everyone could clearly see that FTK indeed only had one Assault Player left in the front, while the other Assault Player had stealthily moved to TWG’s backline.

“FTK won’t sit still and wait. They assume Ice will move to their backline early, just like at Point A. Therefore, they immediately conceded the front line, letting the Assault Player eliminate KK, fundamentally preventing the Medic from controlling the backline and the Sniper from cleaning up.”

“It’s a good idea, but…”

The idea was good, but Xu Ziyan had already anticipated this situation and was waiting next to the container.

In the second half of the game, both sides were rushing. On TWG’s side, Xu Ziyan was deliberately hiding, leaving the front line without Medic protection, meaning one mistake could lead to both Assault Players dying. On FTK’s side, they were worried about their backline being eliminated again and were eager to take down KK first.

Xu Ziyan hadn’t made a move, so if FTK had just remained patient, they could have won.

But they chose to act proactively instead of waiting.

This psychology is understandable; it’s too difficult to leave your fate in someone else’s hands.

Xu Ziyan precisely seized on this mindset. The moment the Assault Player climbed onto the container, a clean shot from the taser gun froze him in place.

FTK’s Assault Player was startled and shouted in the voice channel, “Their Medic didn’t leave at all!”

But it was too late. Bai Ke turned around and cleanly headshot the immobilized Assault Player. He racked the bolt, reloaded, suddenly stood up straight, and fired another shot, sniping the other Assault Player who was entangled with Yuan Shaofeng and Meng Cang at the very front.

FTK’s Sniper reacted quickly and also took down Bai Ke, who was exposed.

However, without the front line, the point could no longer be defended.

Point B was captured, and TWG won the first match, leading one to zero temporarily.

“Nice.” Bai Ke stood up and high-fived Xu Ziyan, joking, “As expected of Ice, should I start calling you Sniper God Ice now?”

Xu Ziyan laughed heartily, “K-God, you flatter me.”

When Bai Ke first proposed the new strategy that day, Xu Ziyan felt it was too underhanded, but fortunately, he wasn’t exactly a straightforward person either. While agreeing, he also offered various suggestions on how to perfect the strategy.

When two bad apples get together, they always manage to cook up something even worse.

Yuan Shaofeng, who had been chased all game, was physically and mentally exhausted. The thought that this was a best-of-three match made his head spin. He only prayed they could win the next round smoothly so he wouldn’t have to endure another round of torment.

Meng Cang, who was also thoroughly worn out, looked at the backs of the Sniper and Medic walking away together and said, “One plus one is greater than two.”

Yuan Shaofeng said, “There’s no most insidious, only more insidious.”

He turned to Meng Cang and said, “Are all Snipers and Medics like this? No, that can’t be right. Xie-God seems very steady and honorable…”

Meng Cang said, “One more round. Keep fighting.”

Yuan Shaofeng said, “If we lose the next round, we’ll have to play another one.”

Seeing Meng Cang look at him gloomily, Yuan Shaofeng shivered and quickly said, “No, we absolutely must win the next one. I will literally die if we have to play another round.”

Thus, at this moment, due to the shift in who was bearing the pressure, the TWG second team members’ desire to win reached an unprecedented high.

In the second round, the offense and defense roles were swapped. On the same map, TWG was defending, and FTK was attacking.

This round, FTK learned their lesson completely, directly assigning their Medic to protect the Sniper. Less healing was fine; keeping the Sniper alive was the top priority.

However, TWG did the opposite. While the opponent adopted an unusual stance, TWG played a proper, conventional offensive game.

Xu Ziyan swapped his Medic bottles for armor packs, healing while throwing armor. Yuan Shaofeng and Meng Cang, who had been suffering for an entire round earlier, finally received healing. Coupled with their genuine desire to avoid a third round, their playstyle was significantly fiercer than before.

FTK struggled to break through. Seeing that they couldn’t even take Point A, they hardened their resolve and moved their Medic to the front line again.

Yet, as if reading their minds, the moment the Medic left, Xu Ziyan slipped into the FTK Sniper’s position, executing a familiar combo of taser and sniper shot to secure the kill.

This time, FTK was prepared, and Xu Ziyan couldn’t retreat unscathed. His head was taken by an Assault Player who rushed over from behind.

Trading a Medic for a Sniper wasn’t exactly profitable, but Vinya Harbor was a Sniper-favored map. With no need to worry about the enemy Sniper, and the Assault Players far apart due to chasing Xu Ziyan, Bai Ke had no further concerns. He stood on high ground and sniped freely. Standing atop the crane tower, he was more like a War God than a War God, taking down FTK one shot at a time, resulting in a team wipe.

The countdown ended, and FTK’s attack failed.

TWG claimed victory with the demeanor of an absolute powerhouse.

As soon as the match results were out, the internet exploded.

FTK was the champion of the previous Secondary League. Even if they lost, how could they lose so easily? Judging from this match, FTK seemed like a child with no power to fight back against TWG. From strategy to coordination, TWG manipulated them completely.

In particular, the coordination and various strategies between the Sniper and Medic were eye-opening and drew endless applause.

In an instant, countless praises poured in.

During the break back in the lounge, Bai Ke glanced at his phone. Seeing the comments on Weibo, he sneered, “This person said last time that the sniper rifle in my hands would be better used for plowing fields than sniping people. Now they’ve changed their tune, huh.”

After cursing, he moved his finger and blocked the ID.

Xu Ziyan also checked his Weibo. He had gained many followers, and many people left comments praising him. However, what made him uncomfortable was that these people weren’t just praising him; they were also dragging down Qu Qingyue, who hadn’t performed well in the previous match, saying that the A-Team should promote Ice instead of using Clear, as they would at least lose less miserably.

Bai Ke noticed his bad expression, leaned over to look at his screen, smiled knowingly, and patted Xu Ziyan’s shoulder. “What do you think?”

Xu Ziyan asked, “Think about what?”

“What this person said,” Bai Ke gestured with his chin toward Xu Ziyan’s phone. “He said you should be the A-Team’s Medic. What are your thoughts?”

Xu Ziyan found it absurd and laughed, “Clear has two world championships. How could I possibly compare to her?”

Bai Ke smiled and looked at him. “Then don’t you want to join the A-Team and become the Main Roster Player Medic?”

Xu Ziyan paused instantly.

How could he not want to?

The reason he was standing here, the reason he joined TWG, was to get into the A-Team and stand by Xie Wei’s side.

For a long time, he had been working toward this goal, never wavering, and striving to overcome any obstacles he encountered.

However, the possibility Bai Ke brought up was something Xu Ziyan had never considered.

The TWG A-Team only had one Medic slot. This meant that to join the A-Team, he would have to be stronger than Qu Qingyue, squeeze her out of her position, and take her place.

Qu Qingyue held two world championship trophies and had also won the Spring Split MVP trophy. Her accolades were almost unparalleled among all Medics.

When Xu Ziyan first started playing Resist, he learned how to play Medic by watching her live streams bit by bit. Even now, he sometimes reviews Qu Qingyue’s recorded footage and match perspectives to learn detailed techniques. Xu Ziyan vaguely regarded Qu Qingyue as a senior mentor.

But now, was his goal to defeat and surpass Qu Qingyue?

Xu Ziyan was momentarily stunned.

Seeing his reaction, Bai Ke found it amusing. “You seriously haven’t thought about this at all, have you?” He paused, then showed a strange smile. “If you haven’t, you really need to think about it now, because in my opinion, your entry into the A-Team is practically a certainty.”

Xu Ziyan was taken aback and wanted to ask more, but Lu Donglou pushed the door open and walked in, telling them, “Ice, KK, time for the post-match interview.”

“…”

Xu Ziyan had no choice but to swallow his confusion and went out with Bai Ke to accept the interview.

The interview content was relatively simple, asking about the new strategies and a few personal questions before concluding.

On the way back, Xu Ziyan thought about it and didn’t bring up the topic again, but Bai Ke’s confident and assured look when he spoke was deeply imprinted in his mind.

Xu Ziyan turned his head to look at the traffic outside the car window. The night was deep, and the city’s neon lights were increasingly dazzling. As he gazed at the beautiful night view, he secretly made a decision.

He had to become stronger.