Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 393: I Want to Raise the Stakes

On the other side, Orson returned to the competition site. Lysander had made it to the finals, and he couldn't afford to lose. He had to defeat Lysander in the finals to show everyone that he was not inferior to him. Jared watched from below and could see from the battle that Orson had a strong desire to win. If he didn't adjust his mindset before the match, even if he won this time, he would lose in the finals. Jared also noticed that Lysander's skills were superior to Orson's. Now, it was all about mindset and team coordination. Jared was confident in their team coordination, but the mindset was a problem.

After finishing his interview, Lysander didn't idle; he went to the lounge to discuss team matters with Tina and then went to the audience seats together to watch Orson's match. From a distance, Jared saw Tina and Lysander walking over, chatting and laughing. His eyes, which had been worried about Orson, instantly became sharp. In the blink of an eye, this guy was sticking close again!

Tina naturally saw Jared too and was about to walk over when Lysander grabbed her wrist. Lysander smiled and stood naturally in front of Tina, blocking her view of Jared. "Tina, everyone is waiting for you over there. Let's analyze the match while watching."

Tina thought it made sense; real-time analysis would deepen their impressions. "Alright, let's go." So, Jared watched as Lysander led Tina to another section of the audience seats. Lysander sat down and gave Jared a provocative smile. Jared's face instantly darkened, and he sneered.

Trying to stop him? He wouldn't go over? Just as he got up, his phone buzzed with a text message.

Tina: "Don't come over; we're discussing tactics. Remember our bet!"

Jared felt a surge of frustration and sat back down in his chair. Since his wife had spoken, he naturally wouldn't go over. But throughout the entire match, Jared's eyes never returned to the broadcast screen. So much so that when the whole crowd cheered, he still didn't know who had won.

"Bro, we won! We're in the finals!" Orson was the first to rush out of the arena and pounced on Jared.

Jared extended his hand and easily stopped him with one arm's length. "Save your excitement for when you win the finals."

Orson felt choked by an unknown force but knew that as an esports player, the ultimate goal was to win the championship. No matter what kind of match it was, they had to give their all to win the trophy. It was a basic professional ethic for an esports player.

Orson nodded heavily. "Yes, I will definitely win the championship!"

Tina was already surrounded by Lysander and others as they headed back to the lounge. Now that Snake had won, after a year, both teams were back on the battlefield again. Whether it would be a revenge match or a crushing victory

stage last year, this carried immense pressure. If they lost this year again, Hawk would have no chance of making a comeback. Moreover, this match was Edward Sullivan and his team's last game! The last stop of their professional careers-they certainly didn't want to

celebrate!" Orson was still excited inside; they had defeated their old rival RED. Last year they lost to them and didn't make it to the finals; it had always been a thorn in his heart. Even though they later won in friendly matches, Orson never felt satisfied. Winning today finally brought him some

train, and you still want

Orson, everyone hurried back to the

a deep breath and looked towards Hawk's direction. This wasn't just about his bet with Tina anymore; it was also a showdown between him and Lysander. That kid Lysander wanted to take advantage of proximity? Dream on! In

one round, Hawk was utterly defeated; they couldn't even push down

you found are not only better than Orson but even better

in him either. "Coach, this is too

leaned back in her chair with

Edward Sullivan

reading? Ensure you're on 000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy

are supposed to deliver precise strikes that are fatal rather than

on one side, Lysander also started forming teams again

Tina nodded.

could see that they were gradually finding strategies to cope with their opponents' tactics-even managing once to pin Cole at their

necessary but overextending

team were driven almost crazy by continuous practice matches but each game helped them identify weaknesses and find suitable tactics. Both teams were ready for action; on finals day-the atmosphere reached

between Lysander and Orson

I'll definitely be FMVP-you just wait!" Orson glared at