Lin Jiaxin’s draw was incredibly fortunate.
Not only did she avoid the professional teams, but the other strong teams were also sent packing by the pros one by one.
In the end, despite all the naysayers in the chat, she managed to reach the finals stage.
Even Fengchu brother Wang Haozhe and his friends couldn’t believe it.
Carrying Lin Jiaxin, such a massive deadweight.
Although the semifinals were a rocky ride, nearly losing by a single point.
But even in that desperate situation.
They managed to reverse the odds and pull off a miraculous win.
And just like that… they actually made it to the finals…
Could it be that Lin Jiaxin wasn’t a liability, but their little lucky charm?
[That’s right! Without your Sister Xin, how could you have pulled off that comeback? Why don’t you kneel and thank your Sister Xin?]
Facing everyone’s praise, Lin Jiaxin couldn’t help but let out a light hum.
But where the desperation came from… don’t ask.
…
Unlike the quarterfinals, which only had post-match interviews.
Now that they were on the finals stage.
Following league tradition, there was a pre-match hype segment.
To put it plainly.
It was time for players to trash-talk and amp up the atmosphere.
Lin Jiaxin’s entire team took the stage.
Fengchu brother Wang Haozhe, having been tested by the semifinals, had become much more composed.
No wild boasts. No mockery or taunts.
Facing the host’s microphone, he just took a deep breath and spoke slowly:
“Those who persevere will be rewarded by heaven. Sleeping on kindling and tasting gall, three thousand Yue soldiers can swallow Wu whole.
I, Wang Haozhe, have always thought that one day, I would stand on this final stage and tell my own story. Now, I’ve finally done it!”
His teammate, who was also his friend, Yu Wubo, stood with one hand in his pocket.
Standing at an angle, he looked into the camera with a resolute gaze:
“I know that in history, no internet cafe team has ever defeated a champion team.”
“But we will create new history!”
When it was Lin Jiaxin’s turn, she had learned her lesson from last time about not gaining enough Manifestation True Qi, so she didn’t ramble on again.
She didn’t even… take the microphone?!
Instead, Lin Jiaxin calmly looked at the camera, pursed her lips, and extended both hands.
Clenching her right fist, she held up three fingers on her left hand, forming a 3.
The meaning was obvious:
3:0!
The crowd erupted instantly upon seeing this!
“Damn! That girl’s got some nerve!”
“Awesome! Even though she plays like garbage, she’s still a legend for talking that much smack to the pros… wait, hold on… something’s not right…?”
“3-0? Pfft…”
“I can’t… I’m dying laughing hahaha…”
The cheers in the arena instantly morphed into various stifled snickers and suppressed laughter.
Because Lin Jiaxin’s team was standing on the right side of the stage.
The professional team was on the left.
Which meant… the 3:0 gesture Lin Jiaxin made was, from the audience’s perspective.
The 3 was on the pro team’s side. The 0 was on Lin Jiaxin’s side.
She knew she was bad, so she’d already accepted being swept?
Well, that’s pretty self-aware!
…
Over on the professional team’s side, only one person stepped forward to respond.
“You’ve worked hard to get here, but I’ll show you what a professional player really is, and what VCT CN really is…”
The chubby guy in the black team uniform flashed his steel braces.
His ID was printed on the front of his jersey:
zmjj Kangkang.
Holding the microphone, he grinned at Lin Jiaxin’s group:
“I’ll bring you all back to reality.”
“…”
“Whoo! Kangkang! Kangkang!”
“No way, Kangkang the god is amazing!”
“Kangkang! Kangkang! Kangkang!”
This time, the audience was truly hyped.
They had come for this team, for this superstar pro player!
Who would be interested in watching an internet cafe team’s match?
“Keep it up, Jianxin Tang… I believe you guys can do it.”
Meanwhile, the guy who had been inadvertently mocked by Lin Jiaxin two days ago heard the cheers around him, looked up at the stage, and raised the sign with Lin Jiaxin’s ID on it with a resolute gaze.
The weak triumphing over the strong, drawing the sword against any foe… a sharp spirit must roar!
He wanted to support a team full of courage like this!
—
The finals officially began!
Lin Jiaxin looked at the professional team across from her and let out a cold snort.
Then she picked the character she was most confident in: the healer, Sage.
Guns and utility didn’t matter.
All that mattered was hanging back and healing her carries!
Yu Wubo brought out Neon, the dual-ponytail agent with the most playtime in his career.
This was also the pick he’d used to win against pro players before!
Wang Haozhe picked Jett.
He was going to directly challenge Kangkang, the so-called World’s Best Sniper, head-on!
The others also locked in their respective agents.
And then, the match officially began!
The opening rounds were mostly probing from both sides.
Before Wang Haozhe could even get going, Lin Jiaxin, under Yu Wubo’s leadership, had already won the pistol round and the ECO round.
Lin Jiaxin’s originally tense nerves immediately relaxed.
‘So pro players are just all talk. Their skill isn’t all that impressive after all.’
She let out a cold laugh, shedding her usual freeloader mentality, and stopped treating the opponents as a threat.
She bought a submachine gun and, ignoring Wang Haozhe and the others’ protests, charged straight into the site and started spraying.
The pro team hadn’t expected anyone to push that aggressively.
They were still switching weapons to warm up their aim and couldn’t react in time.
Just like that, Lin Jiaxin managed to secure two kills.
If she hadn’t been traded out by a third player, Lin Jiaxin wouldn’t have even died.
“What the hell is this garbage performance?”
The spectators below frowned and couldn’t help but curse.
Did we pay money to watch this crap?
Are you kidding me? These are supposed to be pros?
This ‘Jianxin Tang’ girl was famous for being a trash player and a freeloader.
And she just killed two in a 1v3?
“Three against one and they still lost two? Do you even know how to play?”
Lin Jiaxin was so excited she slapped her thigh, and even couldn’t help but stand up, pointing at the pro team and taunting them smugly.
“You play that badly and call yourselves pros? Go home and raise pigs!”
“Nice! Good trash talk!”
“Well said, bro! Well said!”
The crowd loved a good show and didn’t care about the consequences, cheering and clapping in approval.
Lin Jiaxin also felt a large surge of warmth flowing into her Dantian.
This was… the long-awaited ‘Big One – Manifestation True Qi’!
Yes! This was the feeling! Don’t stop!
A little more, and it would be enough to break through her Eye Aperture and reach the Nose Aperture stage!
Suppressing her inner excitement and ecstasy, Lin Jiaxin sat back down.
Despite the earlier troubles, it all seemed worth it now.
As long as she could accumulate enough Manifestation True Qi this time, it would definitely be enough to cultivate all the way to perfecting the apertures!
“Lin Jiaxin, not bad!”
Yu Wubo grinned and gave her a thumbs up.
He never expected Lin Jiaxin, the worst player on the team, to start getting kills.
And a 1v3 double kill at that!
Just now, when he saw her charge into the site alone, he thought she was about to feed!
“Cough, honestly, these pro players’ skill is pretty average… let’s just play well and sweep them in one go!”
Lin Jiaxin waved her hand, but the smugness at the corner of her mouth was impossible to hide.
“Yeah, yeah!”
Yu Wubo’s eyes turned resolute as he nodded seriously at Lin Jiaxin:
“We… definitely have to create new history!”
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