Chapter 134: 136. Chapter 135: I don't want to be

136. Chapter 135: I don't want to be "honorable in defeat"! (677)

"A 1v1 clutch! It's hard to say, because Nice is left on this side!"

"Nice rushed up with big footsteps, clearly intending to duel you, not afraid at all!"

"Golden is very panicked now, he wants to find an opportunity, but Nice's handling is superior!!" Ma Xixi shouted excitedly. "Awesome!! Nice won this 1v1 clutch, and the score has directly reached 16:14!!"

"Let's congratulate VP on winning the final victory of this BO1, awesome!" The Old Handsome Guy added. "It's really not easy. This match went from trailing at the start to constantly chasing points; VP has already played very well!"

"After winning the third round of the match, they have officially entered the 2-1 group. If they can take tomorrow's BO1, then Nice will lead the team into the Legends Stage Top 8!!"

Ma Xixi thought of that scene—Nice on the big stage in London, with audiences from all over the world cheering for him—and goosebumps couldn't help but rise. That scene was too beautiful and too nostalgic!

【Little Xu is awesome!!】

【VP, go!! Dry the odds!!】

【This match was indeed played fiercely, Byali also contributed significantly, holding the pressure on A Site, otherwise playing fnatic would have been difficult】

【VP has caused an upset again. Honestly, there are dark horses everywhere in this Major!】

【Yesterday BIG crushed FaZe, today VP tore fnatic apart; this Major is really wonderful】

【Actually, it's still JW who messed up; if he hadn't pulled out the knife in that round, he would have killed two】

【Playing around ruined the game; this JW is really speechless】

【2-1!! Now only one BO1 away, go tomorrow!!】

The cheering barrage filled the entire live broadcast room, even blocking the camera of the VP player area, forcing the audience to close the barrage to check the players' situation.

The moment they won the clutch, VP's room shouted excitedly.

Xu Beifang pressed the keyboard to defuse with one hand, and freed the other hand to high-five and celebrate with his teammates.

As the C4 was successfully defused, he let out a long breath of turbid air, then took off his headset and looked at his teammates with a smile.

"A difficult round."

"But at least the result is good; we are the final winners!" Neo turned to look at him. This bespectacled commander looked much more rational than in the game.

At least that's what Xu Beifang thought.

Perhaps his madness wasn't as great as Zeus, one of the world's strongest commanders, but it was more extreme.

He placed most of the winning chances in the match on Xu Beifang alone.

Zeus likes to gamble wildly on tactics, while Neo places this gambling nature on people.

Fortunately, Xu Beifang's performance today proved that Neo's thinking was also correct.

"So why didn't anyone praise me?" Byali looked at his teammates very puzzled. "Clearly, I was the one with the most kills today."

Michu glanced at the data: "Because you played as a special forces soldier for too many rounds; all the kills were snatched by you!"

Byali's data did have some moisture, because fnatic particularly liked to fly to the second floor in today's eco rounds.

But their jump-out only succeeded once, and the rest were caught many times by Byali near the pit.

This is why Byali's data was a cut above the others.

"I'll sue you for slander!!" Byali gritted his teeth in anger when he heard this. "It was all brushed by my own ability, why call it snatching."

Xu Beifang heard the two chatting, walked over, and high-fived Byali. "Played well! Fortunately, you were on A Site, so I basically didn't need to retake."

Whether eco round kills or long gun round kills are more important, different players have different answers in their eyes.

But Byali being able to spray in so many anti-eco rounds today also proved that he handled it well, not letting the opponent find a chance to turn the game around, and this MVP was well-deserved.

"Look!!" Byali said to Michu. "There are still people who know goods, do you understand the gold content of the Pit God?"

A group of people chatted and laughed, and under Kuben's leadership, they also came to the opponent's room to shake hands.

fnatic's mood was slightly disappointed; after all, they lost the match, and no one could be happy.

But overall, their mood was still quite optimistic. At least when Xu Beifang looked over, they could all keep smiles on their faces.

Xu Beifang held the bald one's right hand and nodded slightly.

He didn't intend to say anything, but the bald one spoke up: "Young man played very well. When we had our first practice match, you dry-crushed us with 130 ping; I still remember it now."

"Mainly because you didn't know my play style at the time, haha." Xu Beifang answered with a smile.

The bald one took out a piece of paper, picked up his hat to wipe the sweat on his head, and hurriedly put it back on: "I was thinking at the time, if you could persist in the future, I would definitely see you on the field. I didn't expect that when we met again, it would already be at the Major."

"VP is a very good team; everyone is working very hard for this Major." Xu Beifang responded.

This wasn't wrong. Except for the management, the overall atmosphere of VP now really made him feel comfortable.

In the match, he belonged to the "team emperor" environment, and outside the match, Xu Beifang was a pet.

Pasha and Neo were both very good to him, the muscle guy took him to fitness every day and often taught him some life experience, although most of it was useless to Xu Beifang.

Byali and Michu's attitude toward him was also quite good. In the entire VP team, except for the bad feelings about the never-met boss and manager, everyone else gave him positive feedback.

Even if their level wasn't very high, they were still trying their best to teach him match experience and teach him the attitude toward being a professional. Pasha was even trying to find a good way out for him yesterday.

Many of these things were earned by Xu Beifang through his own strength.

But the feeling VP gave him wasn't that of basic colleagues, but real teammates who would care about each other and have beautiful memories.

So Xu Beifang's words weren't just flattery, but from the heart.

"Go for it!" The bald one extended his fist and bumped it with him again. "Hope that next time we meet, we can still play such a wonderful match."

Because of their relationship with Pasha and others, they had a good impression of this VP junior.

And from Xu Beifang's performance in this Major, it was only a matter of time before he became a top-tier gunner. In the future, they would all be friends in the same circle, so getting to know each other didn't hurt.

Xu Beifang shook hands with the fnatic group all the way to JW's side.

After a simple handshake, he finally couldn't help but ask JW:

"Do you have any regrets about the backstab that led to the comeback?"

He wasn't trying to humiliate him after the match, but sincerely wanted to ask this question.

JW didn't mind either, but answered very generously:

"Regret? There was a moment."

Xu Beifang was a bit puzzled. "This is a Major-level event, shouldn't you play cautiously and give it your all?"

JW smiled. He glanced at Pasha and others not far away, thinking it was the War God and the muscle guy who transmitted this professional philosophy to the young man in front of him.

"Their concepts are quite good, but you have to know that every professional player is different. Just like you said, cautious—in the last clutch round, didn't you also fearlessly make footsteps to find Golden to duel? Are you afraid of losing the match?"

"That wouldn't happen." Xu Beifang shook his head. Perhaps because of the trust within the team, many of his operations in the match were known for being bold. Finally, after locking Golden's position, he thought about using marksmanship to solve the problem, never letting Golden re-select his position.

And he never worried about not being able to win the head-on marksmanship.

"That's what I'm saying." JW had a sunny smile on his face. "My understanding of the game is that killing one person is 300, knifing one is 1500. Doesn't knifing one person equal killing five?"

Xizt, next to him, heard this and punched JW on the arm. "Stop talking nonsense, this guy just has a knife addiction!"

JW rubbed his arm in pain and also smiled and said his real thoughts: "For me, the fun of the game is above all else. Making myself happy is the primary thing. Besides, it's not the first time fnatic has lost a match because of knifing."

"You're quite proud, aren't you." Xizt gave him another punch.

"But a match of this level like the Major..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by JW. "Competitiveness is certainly important, but you have to know, I have 3 Major championships!! The medals I've won might be more than the number of matches you've participated in."

Xu Beifang's eyes instantly cleared, unable to believe what he had heard.

3 Major championships!!

This JW indeed had the confidence to treat Major matches as an entertainment field; it was too damn Versailles!!

Xu Beifang felt his worldview had been greatly impacted.

"But didn't you lose?" Pasha walked over and added, "Saying it like no one else is a Major champion!"

At the 2014 Cologne Major, VP was the original Major champion.

Hmm... like fnatic, they both won the championship by stepping on NiP.

In some respects, they actually had a lot of common language.

"Alright, alright, I won't talk to you guys anymore. If we keep talking, your team's newcomer won't be able to take it." JW waved his hand very disgustedly.

Xu Beifang followed the main force back to the player area, packing his luggage while turning to ask:

"Does JW really have three Major championships?"

Neo thought for a while: "Although there are limitations of the era, and the competition in CS: GO in that era wasn't as difficult as it is now, it is true that JW did win three Major championships at fnatic."

"The dynasty of the Universe Team!" Xu Beifang sighed.

He knew before that fnatic was a very fierce team and knew they had won Major championships, but didn't know it was such an astonishing number.

It was truly a bit exaggerated.

"Major champion..." Xu Beifang recalled the scene where they once won the ZOTAC Cup. The equipment there was simple, and only a few thousand people had already made them excited.

Now the Major-level stage, whether it was competitiveness or gold content, was far higher than the ZOTAC Cup.

Standing on that stage to lift the championship, with tens of thousands of people cheering for you below.

"That taste must be great."

Xu Beifang's voice was full of yearning.

Neo answered with a smile: "So it depends on whether we are competitive enough next. If we play well, it's a BO1 directly into the big stage!"

"We definitely can't think about this Major, but there is still a chance to hope for the Top 8 Champion Stage. Whether we can let the offline audience cheer and shout for us depends on our own performance!"

Xu Beifang heard these words, and his heart had already been scratched to the itch.

He couldn't wait to start the next match now, no matter who the opponent was, just dry-crush them.

But their match today was already over, and even if Xu Beifang wanted to play, there was nowhere to play.

Everyone packed their peripherals and returned to the lounge.

In the player tunnel, Xu Beifang saw someone standing outside the TyLoo lounge, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

"Help me take it back, I'll go to TyLoo to see." Xu Beifang said to Neo.

Neo took the peripheral bag and nodded: "Go."

He knew Xu Beifang had a very good relationship with the TyLoo group; after all, they were fellow countrymen.

Xiaogui took a deep breath of the cigarette, exhaling it deeply after it went through his lungs, as if this could relieve the bitterness in his heart.

"What's going on? Standing outside smoking alone? Dumped by your girlfriend?"

Xiaogui looked up and saw Xu Beifang walking toward him.

He took out a box of Chinese cigarettes from his pocket and handed one over: "Want one?"

Xu Beifang took the Chinese cigarette, then took out a lighter from the cigarette box and lit the cigarette, but didn't smoke it, just let it burn quietly.

"Accompanying you for one." He looked at the cigarette butts on the ground, knowing TyLoo's battle situation today without asking.

"Where are the others?"

"They were arguing inside just now, all dealing with their moods." Xiaogui's words couldn't be stopped once they came out.

"We just played a BO1 against HR and didn't win 10:16. TyLoo's map pool is still too shallow, but this map could have been won!" His expression was very self-blaming. "I didn't grasp today's match, and finally played with single-digit kills. If I had my usual performance, this match would definitely have been won!!"

He leaned against the wall, looking up helplessly and saying: "Now with a 1-2 record, we have to play a BO3 tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow... hope there will be a match the day after tomorrow."

He found it hard to accept that because of his own reasons, the whole team fell into a very passive situation.

In this year's Major, the Legends Stage adopted a slightly special match system processing.

In the matches in the Legends Stage, except for the match where they were eliminated, the rest of the matches were BO1.

Among the teams in the Legends Stage, TyLoo's map pool was originally relatively weak, so playing BO1 matches still had some advantages for their side.

If they could win today, then playing another BO1 tomorrow, there would be a chance to enter the Champion Stage, which is the Top 8!!

"There is a chance!" Xu Beifang comforted. "Actually, everyone is already very satisfied with our performance this time. Being able to rush into the Legends Stage match is already a result that was unthinkable before."

Xiaogui looked toward the direction of the match area and was silent for a long time before saying: "But I hope to play a better result!"

"I hope I am not just in the Legends Stage, I want to enter the Top 8, I want to get to continue walking... I hope TyLoo's evaluation is no longer 'honorable in defeat,' I want real honor!!"

Although Xiaogui wanted to convince himself that they still had a chance, the BO3 match wasn't their strong point.

Whether it was strength or luck, they were slightly lacking.

"Everything will come, let's work hard together." Xu Beifang didn't know how to comfort Xiaogui, so he could only listen to Xiaogui's pouring out on the side.

After Xiaogui said a lot, he threw the cigarette butt in his hand and stepped on it fiercely a few times.

Thanking Xu Beifang for accompanying him to smoke this cigarette, Xiaogui turned and entered the lounge to start pulling the TyLoo group to prepare for the battle.

The joy of winning in Xu Beifang's heart vanished, and some urgency appeared in his heart.

... ===== CHAPTER 135 =====