“HEY! Talk! Start talking!” a voice boomed into West Wind and Silent Reed’s earpieces. They were hired to do a job, and that job wasn’t to sit in a daze and keep their mouths shut. It was to talk. To never close their mouths. To lead the people in the venue and at home through the games! That was the job of a shoutcaster!


    “Uh oh, right,” Silent Reed mumbled. She shook her head and looked back at therge screen above the stage, thinking back to that Jax y. He shed away. Then jumped back. Didn’t he… The dots connected and she started talking into her microphone again, “Didn’t the Jax do the same thing for his first blood? Remember how he shed away and then Leap Striked back onto the Fiora?”


    West Wind looked to his side, towards Silent Reed, surprised. “Huh. Hmm. You’re right. It does look kind of simr. I mean,st time it was in the middle of thene and this time it was over a jungle wall, so it’s not exactly the same. But yeah, you’re right. A different ce but the y itself is almost identical. That Lee keeps getting yed, hehe.”


    The people in the crowd turned towards thementators. Those two were right! They had seen this y before! This Jax had done the Lee Sin dirty once at the start of the game. And now, a few minutester, he did the Lee Sin dirty again! There was no being nice, considerate, or anything of the kind. This Jax was just toying around with the Lee Sin, making him look a fool! And he was the fool, especially the second time. He should’ve learned his lesson the first time around.


    ?


    The Lee Sin yer from Bright High couldn’t take it anymore. God fucking fuck fuck shit fucking shit! He mashed down on his mouse, full of power, as if he were trying to kill it. Smother it! God fucking fuck fuck fuck fuck! He raised his other hand up above his keyboard, a little higher than usual, and mmed down. Down on the D. His Lee Sin shed over the wall and after the Jax. You little piece of… This was thest time the Jax would do him dirty! He was going to put an end to this right now! The Jax was almost dead. One roundhouse kick to the face would seal the deal. I’ma kill you, you fucking shitstain!


    However, Lin Feng still had his teammates. More specifically, a Jungler and Miner. Liu Yue and Yang Fan had started walking towards topne the moment it became clear what was going to happen up there. Now, with the Fiora and Orianna already dead, they finally arrived. Not toote. Not too early. But precisely when they were needed.


    Yang Fan had his Syndra conjure a Dark Sphere under the Lee Sin, dealing magic damage to him. Then he activated Scatter the Weak. The Syndra knocked the Lee Sin and Dark Sphere backwards. The Dark Sphere hit the Lee Sin again, activating the secondary ability of Scatter the Weak. That was to stun any Champion hit by the Dark Sphere. Then, timed to perfection, the Rek’Sai dug a tunnel and Unburrowed underneath the Lee Sin. This time, the Lee was knocked up, but the result was the same. The Lee Sin was immobilized. He couldn’t do anything as the Syndra cast her ultimate–?Unleashed Power! She bombarded him with her Dark Spheres, iming the kill. All the while, Lin Feng had his Jax stand off to the side, taunting the Lee Sin for failing to kill him.


    《An enemy has been in!》


    “A, man!” Lin Feng whined. The Lee Sin was dead. His Jax got an assist. He was now 7/0/1. “Just one more kill. All I needed was that one kill, and I would’ve been Legendary…”


    Yang Fan rolled his eyes, then adjusted his sses. “Really? You’ve already got so many kills. You just picked up two in a 1vs3! How are you still not happy? Ah, forget it. Just don’t go doing anything stupid. We don’t want to give them the bounty on your head.”


    Lin Fengughed, uncaring. “Don’t worry about me. They can’t catch me. I’m really good at saving my own hide too!”


    ?


    High School 13 versus Bright High. The game wasn’t over yet. Not officially, at least. But there wasn’t much hope left for Bright High. Yang Fan was doing well in midne on his Syndra, despite his opponent being Diamond 2. As for botne, Tang Bingyao was 1,500 gold ahead of the Jinx. This was half an item worth of gold. A difference that was noticeable in fights. As if it were a 6vs5. In this particr game, it was even worse. Topne. Lin Feng’sne. The disparity up there was so big that it was hard to say anything positive about the Fiora. It looked like she wasn’t intentionally feeding yet. But that was about it.


    The other teamspeting in the Shanghai 16 School Tournament who’de to observe these games stared at therge screen. They followed the game. Followed every move High School 13 made. Made mental notes. Anything and everything they noticed. High School 13 was good. Really good. If they wanted to beat them, they’d have to really try. y their best. So it was important to find potential weaknesses right now. Then, if they were unfortunate enough to end up having to y against High School 13, at least they knew where to start forming a n from.


    In this game against Bright High, High School 13 looked like a genuine contender for the title. They were the dark horse of this edition. It was so impressive that even the yers from Shanghai High School started whispering amongst each other, worried. They’d watched High School 13 a week ago. But the High School 13 this week looked like a different team. They were so much better, it almost felt like they were dreaming. Against this team, they might actually have to try!


    One of the few yers who wasn’t affected by this showcase of power from High School 13 was Zeng Rui. He sneered when he heard the whispers from his teammates. Fools. Fair. High School 13 was stronger than he expected. Better than anyone initially anticipated. But just because they were better, that didn’t mean they were good. Their Boners were half decent and their Toner was good. But other than that, they were a weak team. They might luck their way to the semifinals, but they’d never make it to the finals.


    Zeng Rui shook his head. There really wasn’t anything to worry about. Might as well get matched up against them. We just have to put a little more effort shutting that thundering dumbass down. The rest is easy. High School 13 wasn’t strong enough. The only team that scared him was Shanghai International. Last year’s runners up. They had a strong team, rivaling his own. Hmm… He nced in his notebook at the information he’d written down on High School 13. Seems like Shanghai International knocked them outst year. Maybe they got particrly unlucky in their qualifiers. Who knows...


    ?


    Chu Fang was watching the match, which wasn’t particrly interesting. The winner was obvious, to everyone. High School 13. He looked at the 10 high schoolers fighting it out. At the other high schoolers from other teams watching the games. That used to be me… He thought back to his early days. His introduction to the massive online battle arena genre. He started in DotA and when League of Legends released, made the switch. Since then, he’d yed this game. Though, over thest several years, he’d noticed his reflexes and mechanics falling off. His old rank was near the top of thedder in high Diamond. But these days, he’d be lucky if he didn’t drop down to tinum.


    However, even when he yed DotA, he never belonged to the very best. He was very good, but not good enough to make it professionally. If those yers, the ones who dominated the DotA scene back in their days, had made the switch to League of Legends. If they were willing to step out of retirement and reignite theirpetitive spirits. Chu Fang shook his head. They’d be Kings and Emperors. No one could stop them. They’d dominate the scene. Such a pity…


    Chu Fang knew his own skills, orck thereof, and had made his peace with it. But that didn’t stop his love for esports. He just had to find a different way to be involved. And he had. His current job put him right in the middle of the scene and he absolutely loved it. When he looked at these young kids ying to the best of their ability right now, it felt like he was looking at a younger version of himself. His dreams of making the big leagues. His dreams ofpeting for the highest titles and awards. His thirst and desire to win in the Finals of the World Championships and every game before and after it!


    The world kept revolving. The faces on and around the stage would change. With the developments in technology, the game would keep evolving. But there was one constant. One thing that would never change. Something Chu Fang recognized in himself and his peers back when he still yed. And something he recognized in the yers he was watching right now. It was thepetitive spirit. The never give up mentality. To always keep fighting no matter how impossible the odds!


    Chu Fang shook his head, shaking off the memories of old, and focused back on the game. On two yers in particr. They were the only two of the 10 yers who had some semnce of talent. He might not be the yer he once was, but he’d learned how to spot talent. These two definitely had it. That special spark about them. The ir in their game. It stood out to him like a bright light, blinding him.


    He watched the Lucian. A female ad-carry. It was rare, but not unheard of. She was ying incredibly well. But she also still had a long way to go. Then there was the Jax. That Jax was different. He didn’t just have talent. He was ying above and beyond everyone else. The outys in topne, and even that kill in midne, they were the one in a million ys for most people. A stroke of luck that happened once in their careers. They’d jump up to their feet and forget about everything else. But not this Jax. He made the first y andughed, calm. Rxed. Then he went in with the same conviction and only made better ys. There was never a shred of uncertainty. Chu Fang smiled. This Jax had real talent. “Right,” he said to himself. “What’s his name?”