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!"

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

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

finals; it had always been a thorn in

him a cold look. "Lysander has already gone back to train, and you still want to celebrate? Get back

hurried

between him and Lysander. That kid Lysander wanted to take advantage of proximity? Dream on! In Hawk's training room, Tina called Cole and found four other people to

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

you found are not only better than Orson but even better than Lysander; isn't this

in him either. "Coach,

back in her chair with

Edward Sullivan couldn't muster

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dejected players opposite her. "Even the most precise team has flaws; you are supposed to deliver precise strikes

one side, Lysander also started forming teams

Tina nodded.

to cope with their opponents' tactics-even managing once to pin Cole at their base fountain. "Alright then;

tension was necessary but overextending

game helped them identify weaknesses and

preparations-tensions between Lysander and Orson were

just wait!" Orson glared at Lysander without backing