After Kissing the Esports God, He Keeps Flirting With Me Chapter 123

【123】Your Daddy is Still Your Daddy

The location for the semi-finals was set in Tokyo. The national team had advance volunteers traveling with the team to arrange accommodation ahead of time, so the professional players only needed to arrive a day or two early to adapt.

The hotel selection was quite decent; the rooms were adjacent to each other and equipped with computers to facilitate practice at any time.

Wen Ran ate dinner with everyone at the hotel. When he returned to his room, he saw a message from Little Yellow.

[Little Ghost: Brother Ran, Brother Ran, have you seen the trending searches?]

[Little Ghost: You’ve been dragged out and mocked en masse over in Japan.]

[Brother: ?]

[Little Ghost: Wait, I’ll send you the link.]

Little Yellow indeed sent over a Weibo post. It was an esports blogger who had reposted comments about Wen Ran from Japanese netizens, accompanied by a video. Wen Ran clicked it open and discovered it was the exact Peak Tournament match he had played the night the signal tower was being repaired.

The perspective of Flame God solo-killing him had been edited out and paired with high-octane background music.

During the match, he could indeed sense that the opposing Flame God knew how to play, but Wen Ran hadn’t connected him to a professional player at all. It was even more impossible for him to know that this was the smurf account of the Japanese team’s starting Mid Laner, “God.”

[Is this the starting Mid Laner for the Chinese team? So trash!]

[Looking at these mechanics, he’s completely at a casual passerby level. I feel like victory will belong to us!]

[“God” and mortals are different.]

[Heavens, doesn’t Team China feel embarrassed letting someone like this represent their country?]

[I heard he’s supposedly China’s FMVP, representing their strongest level. In my opinion, he’s just so-so.]

[With a population of 1.4 billion, can’t they produce a single person who can fight?]

[Every pro player knows that being solo-killed in lane is a massive humiliation. For the Chinese team to calmly let him compete, I guess they really have no one else available.]

[God is invincible, Japan will win!]

[Dawn probably won’t be able to see the dawn, because victory is bound to belong to us!]

Wen Ran looked at those translated comments from Japanese netizens and frowned.

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He sent a message back to Little Yellow.

[Brother: My internet lagged during that match.]

[Little Ghost: I knew it! How could that kind of gameplay come from you? The person who can solo-kill you that many times hasn’t been born yet!]

[Little Ghost: But now a section of domestic netizens are also cursing you for being trash and embarrassing the country. Your Roses have already grabbed their keyboards and started fighting them.]

[Little Ghost: Do you plan to clarify?]

[Brother: It’s only a few days. When the match comes, Daddy will hammer him.]

Little Yellow looked at the message Wen Ran sent and thought it was simply explosive.

If anyone else had said that, he would have thought they were posturing. But coming from Wen Ran, he felt an inexplicable sense of reassurance. Moreover, he knew that Wen Ran could walk the walk.

[Little Ghost: I believe in you! Good luck with the match!]

Wen Ran turned off his phone, turned on the computer, and threw himself into training. He wasn’t afraid of being scolded by anti-fans or Japanese netizens at all. He had been scolded ever since his debut. To be honest, those people weren’t even as good at roasting as he was; their lethality wasn’t even as great as dragging a dog over to bark at him twice. He had long been immune.

Furthermore, Wen Ran knew that in such a situation, any explanation would be pale and powerless. The most powerful counterattack was to directly defeat the opponent in the arena and let the results speak.

The members of the national team didn’t slack off in the days after their arrival, persisting in training until the very last moment. However, on the day before the match began, the Japanese player “God” posted a social media status wishing for a “smooth match.” If it were just that, it would have been completely normal. But beneath the post, he liked a fan comment saying Wen Ran was trash and not in the same weight class as him, and he even replied to the fan: You are right!

Naturally, this was reposted to the internet by Chinese netizens.

[This guy is truly f*cking arrogant. I originally thought his hand slipped, but now I realize he did it on purpose!]

[Dawn, can you tolerate this? Can you?]

[People are mocking you right to your face. When have you ever suffered this kind of grievance?]

[If you don’t hammer this devil who doesn’t know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth during the match, don’t come back to see me!]

[Win against him, and you are my Daddy!]

[I believe in Dawn. His skills are already high. Regarding the video, I lean more towards it being an accident.]

[Give it a rest. These toxic fans are truly crazy. He was clearly solo-killed multiple times and beaten up, so stop trying to forcibly save face here, okay?]

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[I’m laughing to death. The way you toxic fans protect your master is truly ugly.]

[Putting everything else aside, Dawn is an FMVP after all. Although I don’t like him, there’s no need to boost other people’s morale and destroy our own prestige.]

[Indeed, he definitely has the strength. Good luck with the match!]

Wen Ran naturally didn’t have time to look at the online comments. Before such a big match, he couldn’t let external things disturb his mindset.

Chairman Niu also knew a bit about the online situation. Before they went on stage, he specifically stayed behind. While they were still in the training room, he patted Wen Ran’s shoulder and whispered conspiratorially, “Hey, hey, Dawn. What do you say about tonight?”

Wen Ran lowered his head, exercising his wrists. “Say what?”

Chairman Niu gritted his teeth. “Of course, I mean have you thought about how to deal with that whatever-God on the other side!”

This person was actually quite strange. He had a peculiar affection for Wen Ran; he could scold Wen Ran himself, but he couldn’t tolerate anyone else slandering him in the slightest.

Previously, when people questioned why Wen Ran was chosen for the national team, Chairman Niu had scolded them to mind their own business, stating that Wen Ran was selected based on his results defeating competitors, and it wasn’t up to others to point fingers.

Therefore, seeing the mockery from the Japanese netizens, Chairman Niu was even angrier than Wen Ran.

Wen Ran raised his chin at him. “You’ll know once we’re on stage.”

In the first game, the Japanese team originally planned to ban Ninja Spirit, but God spoke to the coach: “I met him on the international server in a Peak match last time. His skills aren’t as formidable as the legends say. Even if we let him have Ninja Spirit, it doesn’t matter. I can defeat him just the same using Flame God.”

The coach was initially a bit cautious and hesitant, but recalling that Wen Ran had indeed been solo-killed by God several times while using Ninja Spirit, he believed God.

Release Ninja Spirit, Ban Sharp Shadow.

Since they were willing to let it through, Feng Wei naturally picked it for Wen Ran.

Seeing him pick Ninja Spirit, God let out a sneer.

Purely giving away points.

Before level four, both were laning normally. God’s playstyle was a bit aggressive and a bit floaty. From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on this defeated opponent whom he had solo-killed. Besides, their encounter was only a few days ago; it was impossible for someone’s skills to improve by leaps and bounds in such a short time, right?

He didn’t take Wen Ran seriously at all. After reaching level four, he confidently went to the bottom lane to gank.

A support like Twilight, who possessed a strong view of the big picture, naturally knew what he wanted to do after seeing him disappear from vision and receiving Wen Ran’s signal.

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Using skills to mitigate some of Flame God’s damage, he saved the carry.

God failed to kill anyone, so he had to return to clear his mid-lane wave. The muscle memory of a professional player made him cautiously check the bush. No one was there.

God breathed a sigh of relief. However, he hadn’t expected that while he was clearing the wave, Ninja Spirit would suddenly come from behind and hit him with a silky smooth combo.

Because he had expended some of his state ganking earlier, God’s health wasn’t very healthy. With Wen Ran’s operation—following the combo sequence he had practiced some time ago—he directly cleared God’s health bar and took him away.

First Blood secured!

God only felt himself being controlled by a chain of skills, unable to operate at all. By the time he came to his senses, his health bar had bottomed out.

He hadn’t even seen clearly how many times the opponent had crowd-controlled him. Did Ninja Spirit have that many skills?

However, God didn’t think too much of it. With poor health anyway, he would have died from a single hit by anyone.

As long as he farmed steadily next, solo-killing him would be a normal occurrence.

God’s thoughts were beautiful, but reality was vastly different. When he encountered Wen Ran on a narrow path, he started with the same skills as the last time they met, but the opponent didn’t give him any space or opportunity to operate. Skill connections plus basic attacks, a set of operations flowing like moving clouds and flowing water—he actually used three sets of skills in such a short time?!

No, how is this possible!

God’s eyes widened, staring at his death replay in disbelief. Could Wen Ran have pulled off this operation by accident?

He gritted his teeth. One or two times didn’t prove anything, but God played very carefully afterward.

But even so, it was too late. Wen Ran used his strength to prove that this combo wasn’t an accidental show-off, but something he could use smoothly and at will. Not only could Flame God not withstand it, but even the ADC, after being controlled for three sets, had pitifully low economy.

Although they built magic resistance in the late game, which could weaken Ninja Spirit’s threat to a certain extent, Ninja Spirit wasn’t a high-burst hero on the international server to begin with. Moreover, his teammates could completely supplement the damage. Basically, whoever he caught died.

When the Crystal was finally pushed down, Flame God’s record was 0-7-4.

Although KDA and kill counts aren’t that important in professional matches, such a humiliating record still made God’s face turn black on the spot.

Therefore, in the second game, they selected their signature system, Flying Cloud, and barely managed to take back one point.

The score arrived at 1:1.

In the third game, for the sake of coordination, the Japanese team selected Ice Rabbit.

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Wen Ran’s mage, after hovering over a few random choices, locked in Flame God.

God simply didn’t want to recall the tragic state of that game. Ice Rabbit had high damage, AOE damage, and decent self-protection capabilities, but the opposing Flame God was able to precisely cut him down first every time. What was originally the highlight of the team fight became the explosion point. Their team fighting was utterly trash, and they lost the game early.

Because of God’s performance, the coach stopped giving him the main carry core.

When the match finally ended, Team China won 4:1.

When the camera panned to God, he had a dark face and said nothing.

This match was also broadcast live domestically in real-time. Fans in the barrage were spamming “Comfortable” and “Standing tall and proud.”

Of course, some who could bypass the firewall climbed over to foreign networks to lane against Japanese netizens.

[Was he playing the pig to eat the tiger? Is it fun to be like this?]

[Yeah, truly so hypocritical. Clearly so skilled yet pretending to be defeated, just to make others underestimate the enemy, right!]

[First of all, I declare that what I say is purely my personal quality and has nothing to do with my motherland. Second, I want to say: Play your Daddy’s pig! Our Dawn only gave him a chance because his internet lagged.]

[Does such an opponent even need to be underestimated? Weren’t two games of ‘stand at attention and get schooled’ enough to explain the problem?]

[Dawn is awesome, Team China is awesome. Your Daddy is still your Daddy!]

[Little… While living a pretty good life, the Little Japanese friends should also refine their skills. If it really doesn’t work, find our Dawn to learn a bit. He would be happy to teach.]

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