Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

"Drink less water," Li Yibo said, glancing at Pan Lin with a hint of helplessness.

Pan Lin finished the remaining half bottle in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said, "I'm so nervous, Brother Li, this is the last game!"

……

Anyone who didn't know better would think you were going to be on stage later.

Li Yibo mentally complained, but then again, he was also a little nervous, no less so than during the fourth season finals.

Even though I didn't play then, doesn't this make it even more like it? I'm not playing now either!
Li Yibo picked up the water bottle somewhat awkwardly and took a sip.

A world champion, the first ever... This is going to be a landmark achievement! I have to be a witness to it.

"Sigh, the main problem is that the score difference is still too small." Pan Lin scratched his head and said somewhat greedily, "If we could get a clean sweep in the first game, go on a three-game winning streak, and then wipe them out in the second game..."

"Keep dreaming. We're already lucky to be in the lead right now, okay?" Li Yibo said, somewhat speechless.

However, Pan Lin's words do make some sense...

Li Yibo sighed, but there was nothing he could do. It just so happened that the World Invitational Tournament was taking place at this particular time, and the advantages of other national teams were obvious.

……

"Damn it, this halftime break is so annoying!" Old Wei snatched the popcorn from Bai Shu's hand, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling, "It's driving me crazy waiting, but we also want it to be extended a little longer so that the others can prepare. Can you believe it?"

"Eat slowly, don't choke," Fang Shijing sighed.

Lin Jingyan frowned: "What do you think the team lineup will be for the last match?"

"Isn't it easy to guess?" Lu Liang yawned and held up a finger: "Zhou Zekai didn't participate in the arena competition, probably because he was preparing for the team competition. Huang Shaotian is the same. Our Xiao Wen, plus the only one Zhang Xinjie, that makes four people, right?"

"The remaining two, plus one to hold the front line and one to provide support, and the team will be complete..."

"The key question is, who do you think will be in the front row?" Lin Jingyan asked with a wry smile.

"Isn't this simple?" Bai Shu stretched out his hand, about to say a few words, when he froze.

Yes, who could it be? It's really hard to guess.

Tang Hao's fighting-style rogue leather armor class is obviously not good enough to stand in the front row. At the very least, the front row should be a light armor class, right?
Sun Zheping's Berserker should have been the most suitable, but he played in the doubles match. Considering his age, it's unlikely that he would play in the team match as well.

To be honest, there are only two professional players in the entire national team who can be considered top-ranked.

A battle mage, [Battle God] One Autumn Leaf.

A berserker, sleep for another summer.

Furthermore, Sun Xiang is in his prime, so the first match in the ring can be used as a warm-up...

"Ye Shen, is he going to participate in the team competition again?" This time, even Chu Xiong understood: "Is this feasible?"

The first match against Dominic was a full-court battle, and it took a toll on both my skills and mental state.

If we play team matches again...

"Damn..." Old Wei stopped eating his popcorn and started gulping down water.

I couldn't help it, I was so nervous...

I hadn't thought about it carefully before, but now that I've calmed down and thought about it more carefully, the situation is extremely unfavorable!
The Ember team wasn't the only smart ones; after the excitement of their thrilling victory in the duo match subsided, everyone started to think about the team match lineups.

In the final team match of the finals, mere surprise won't work; you need a combination of stability and surprise. At the very least, you need a front-line attacker, a healer, a cover, and a ranged damage dealer, right?

The rest doesn't really matter.

However, regarding the Chinese team...

Obvious.

Once Ye Xiu defeats Dominic and earns the title of the world's number one battle mage, no one will underestimate him anymore. However, his age is still a significant disadvantage.

You were indeed incredibly brave and invincible in the first match, but can you guarantee that you can maintain that same level of performance in team matches?
Players from other national teams found it hard to believe that the Chinese national team, as a team leader and even a nominal reserve player, would squeeze out such a tight schedule to allow a player who was unlikely to play to undergo a long period of team cohesion and training.

If they had anticipated this situation and included Ye Xiu in the team's training, there's only one possibility.

The rumors circulating online in China are true: the manipulator of that demonic scholar who had one eye bigger than the other and went completely mad just now is truly a reincarnation of a demigod, a true god descended to earth.

"What a pity, the morale built up in the first two games is now useless..." Glahead sighed regretfully, "To be honest, I would have preferred the Chinese team to win rather than the American team..."

"After all, he helped us in the previous match against the South Korean team. Although they are opponents, he is willing to speak up for us, which makes it easy for him to gain everyone's favor. Didn't those German guys also receive indirect help?" Merlin sighed.

“Um… I wasn’t thinking about that.” Glahad paused for a moment. “I was thinking, if the Chinese team wins the championship, and my parents ask me how we played, can I say we lost the last game to the champion team? Wouldn’t that sound like we were runners-up?”

"Is this how you try to fool our parents?" Lancelot's face darkened.

“How can you call this a hoax? This is the charm of language. And bro, in the context of Chinese, ‘mother’ means to curse someone…” Grahide finished speaking and immediately darted to Joan of Arc’s side, carefully watching Lancelot.

Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment: "The child is still young..."

"That's right, look at your sister-in-law!"

“If we’re going to fight, we should do it as soon as possible,” Joan of Arc said calmly.

"That's right, that's right, look at your sister-in-law... um?!" Glahad was stunned, looking at Joan of Arc in disbelief.

This isn't right, is it?
Lancelot walked over with a sinister grin, and Joan of Arc made way for him.

Merlin watched the spectacle with his head tilted back. "Young, kid," he thought, "too young. Don't you know who the tactical geniuses in our English Premier League are? Joan of Arc is one of them! And you're still trying so hard to please her? Don't you know that the hearts of tactical geniuses are... ugh, ugh, are all their hearts dirty except mine?"
Amazing! Before the final, we get to watch Lancelot and Grahide's internal battle – so much fun!

The athletes from the three national teams around them also excitedly gathered around.

Well done!

……

Amidst the anxiety and joy of some, the final team competition was about to begin. After the referees checked the information of the participants, both teams were ready to take the stage.

"Let's go, this is the last push." ​​Ye Xiu stretched.

"Is everything alright?" Huang Shaotian glanced at Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu smiled and said, "My condition? No problem..."

"That's good, but don't forget anything," Huang Shaotian said with a smile.

As for the problems that other national teams consider... the Chinese national team players don't see them as problems at all.

Did they not participate in much practice or training?

That's true, Ye Xiu hasn't participated in many practice sessions, but does that get in the way in team matches? Su Mucheng, who is in charge of support, has been a minor character alongside Ye Xiu since her debut.

Zhang Xinjie probably knows Ye Xiu's weaknesses even better than Su Mucheng, right? Compensating for them in reverse is not a problem at all.

Huang Shaotian... To be fair, even in Blue Rain, did he ever cooperate with anyone else?

Zhou Zekai is responsible for charging into battle and providing cover. He's also a versatile sharpshooter. So, how could he possibly have any problems cooperating with Ye Xiu?

Li Wen has always been someone who can cooperate, not someone who doesn't want to.

Moreover, in this match, it's not just Li Wen who's taking the stage.

Where no one could see, Li Wen lowered his head, and when he raised it again, his eyes had changed somewhat.

In addition to the fierceness before the competition, there was also a sense of anticipation and eagerness to try.

"Don't say anything out of line, Brother Muqiu." Li Wen took a deep breath and whispered a reminder.

"Don't worry, don't worry, there won't be any problem." "Li Wen" smiled and extended his hand: "Right?"

Ye Xiu was taken aback, then laughed and placed his hand on top of hers: "Of course."

After that, Su Mucheng smiled and placed her hand on top, followed by Zhou Zekai, then Huang Shaotian, and Zhang Xinjie hesitated for a moment before placing his hand on top as well.

"certainly……"

……

"In the final game, I don't want any surprises; it's just a two-point difference." Dominic's expressionless gaze swept across the faces of the players about to take the court. "Understand?"

"Understood." Harrison yawned and gave an OK sign.

Kim Tae-min nodded.

Matthew, Logan, and the mage player Colton remained silent.

Dominic's domineering nature will ultimately not be liked or recognized by everyone.

However, even if they had opinions, they wouldn't voice them during this final team match.

……

"You know what, they're actually quite comfortable to wear." Pan Lin nodded in satisfaction.

Li Yibo looked helpless: "Then why don't you just drink less water? Is it really necessary to wear adult diapers?"

“Yes, Brother Li, yes.” Pan Lin said, “Besides being nervous, there’s also the fact that I was too strong in the previous matches, and my throat was too dry, so there was nothing I could do.”

“Then try to shout less… never mind, you’ll probably say you can’t help it, right?” Li Yibo sighed. “Alright, get ready, the camera’s about to cut in…”

Pan Lin instantly straightened up, and as the opposite camera moved towards him, he was already prepared: "Hello everyone, welcome back to the first World Glory Invitational Tournament. I am commentator Pan Lin."

"I am Li Yibo, a special guest." Li Yibo's expression returned to a serious state.

"...Let's turn our attention to the final match." After thanking the sponsors, Pan Lin, unusually, didn't mince words and went straight to the point: "Currently, both teams have completed their final pre-match greetings and entered their seats in turn."

First, let's take a look at the lineup of the opposing team, Team USA.

The starting five players are…

……

“Dominic, Harrison, Kim Tae-min, Colton, and Matthew. The sixth man is that assassin Logan…” Zhao Yang cupped his hands to confirm each name: “Three of them have appeared in previous matches… Tsk, youth is indeed an advantage…”

"Melee DPS, melee control, sneaky and aggressive central attack switching, assassin-type mage, also capable of ranged burst damage and healing, the backup is that assassin... The opponent's lineup should have been focused on surrounding and supporting Lord Grim," Song Qiying said in a low voice.

"Heh, what a pity, Lord Grim didn't play in this match..."

"What are you regretting? With this lineup, who wouldn't be hard to catch?"

Bai Yanfei and Qin Muyun whispered to each other.

Han Wenqing ignored the two and turned his attention to the screen at the Chinese team's game table.

"Battle God, Sword Saint, Gun King, Gun Master... and Xin Jie, Mu Cheng, Ye Xiu's little follower..." Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that we don't need to worry about the integration issue between Ye Xiu and the team, which was our biggest concern..."

"Ye Xiu seems to be in pretty good shape too," Bai Yanfei muttered. "He can manage, right?"

"Yes, he never disappoints."

Everyone was stunned, looking at their boss in disbelief.

Team Han, are you smiling?
Bai Yanfei smiled with relief; it had been a long time since he'd seen his captain smile so happily…

Bai Yanfei looked at Zhao Yang, who was providing the voice-over, with a resentful expression.

No, Brother Zhao, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you, okay? But... saying it like this is kind of exciting, isn't it? Maybe I can try it sometime when I get tired of living?
……

"This guy, he actually looks somewhat presentable now... a weirdo looking like a dog?" Ye Qiu, who was on a rare day off at home, glanced at the live stream on his computer and muttered to himself.

If it had been me who ran away from home back then...

Ye Qiu hesitated for a moment, then sighed.

No, even if it were me, I would never be like Ye Xiu.

I'm just running away from home for the sake of running away, so I probably won't be as determined as that bastard, right?

"Xiao Qiu?"

There was a knock on the door. Ye Qiu was startled for a moment, then quickly shut down the computer: "What's wrong, Mom?"

"Come help your dad adjust the TV, watch that live broadcast... Your dad was taking a walk in the courtyard when he heard someone say that your brother was on stage, so he rushed back..." Mother Ye said, trying to suppress her laughter, "He's been fiddling with it for ages and still hasn't figured it out."

"I didn't want to watch!"

A commanding voice came from the living room: "I just wanted to see how to use this TV..."

"Alright, alright, you didn't want to watch it, but I do, okay? Hurry up and adjust it!" Mother Ye urged.

Ye Qiu laughed, but didn't dare to laugh out loud: "They're here..."

If Ye Xiu knew that his dad was in a hurry to come back and watch his match, I wonder how smug he would be.

I really don't want to see his face... even though I see it every day when I'm washing up...

(End of this chapter)