Chapter 386: Pre-Match Training

At the hotel, Lysander's esports club was undergoing pre-match training. Everyone wore the same expression, as if they were owed millions. "Can't you see the team fight?"

"You two keep feeding them kills, shut up! Why are you charging in without proper development?"

"Everyone, calm down. The match is in two days. Can we focus?"

The last speaker was Edward Sullivan, the team captain and the nice guy of the group. He hadn't seen Tina since the last club meeting. "Shut up!" The other three turned their anger towards Edward Sullivan.

Although Edward Sullivan was the captain, he had less authority than the youngest member, Lysander. He became captain merely because he was the oldest.

He sighed; recent losses had plummeted team morale. Orson's provocations only made things worse. He thought it was fortunate that Lysander wasn't there; otherwise, a fight would have broken out. Listening to the arguments inside, Lysander couldn't stay cheerful either. Such disputes happened often. They had gone from seven consecutive wins to seven consecutive losses; no one could accept that. When Lysander was around, things were better; at least they didn't argue. But in his absence, tempers flared.

Tina frowned. She had seen this team united in their quest for the championship. Now, it was truly disheartening. "Tina..." Lysander lowered his head, unable to look Tina in the eye.

With a bang, Tina kicked open the door.

Everyone sitting in their chairs jumped in shock. Leon, who had a bad temper, threw his headphones onto the table.

"Damn it, Orson! Are you done... Holy crap, Tina!"

The others quickly gathered around. The moment they saw it was Tina, their anger vanished.

"Tina, I thought you weren't coming."

"Great! With Tina back, we have hope!"

"With Tina and Lysander, we can definitely regain our honor!"

at Tina excitedly but couldn't find words to

affected, his eyes shining like stars as he looked

Tina wore a stern face and said coldly, "Is this what you call esports

smiles on everyone's faces gradually froze, and their eyes

Lysander didn't know what

up. "Tina, everyone is

you know how to protect

Sullivan fell silent and lowered his head, fiddling with

knew how much he had failed as a captain: teammates didn't respect him,

what could he do? At twenty-six years old, this year's World Championship would be his last before retirement. Who would care about someone who was

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sat down. "Edward Sullivan, as captain, you're supposed to set an example and earn your teammates' respect. Instead, you're always trying to smooth things over. How can anyone

lift his head under her reprimand; a deep sense of inferiority spread within him. "I... my skills have declined; it's normal for them not

up for Edward Sullivan but

history and have the highest solo win rate. When you were winning championships left and right, these kids were still drinking

a lump in his throat; his past glories were still

temper. If you're so great, why

from outside; Leon's voice was the

muttered, "I'm

even stay on

then looked at Yeev. "And you? When you kept failing to rank in the top ten, who stayed up

it was Captain," Yeev's voice was barely

to bring you back and got hospitalized for

eyes reddened; Edward Sullivan had shed more blood for him than he'd ever shed tears in his

skills and world ranking in

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