Reborn Rich: Prices Dropped, My Savings Didn't novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Chapter 133: An Olive Branch from a Professional Team

Jasmine Sterling quickly took out her phone to record a video. "Cecilia, Lily, look! Ethan’s on stage!"

Then she panned the camera, capturing the scene of the massive, roaring crowd before sending it directly to the family group chat.

At that moment, Lily Sterling was having her makeup done, watching the competition’s livestream on a tablet propped up in front of the vanity mirror.

She didn’t know how to play the game, but Finn was a veteran player, sitting beside her and staring at the screen with great interest. "Lily, which one is your brother?"

"The one in the middle of the amateur team. I think he’s what you call... a ’juggler’?" Lily said, trying to recall the term.

Finn laughed. "Not a ’juggler,’ a ’jungler.’"

Lily nodded in understanding. As she watched her brother on the screen, a gentle smile unconsciously touched her lips. She hadn’t seen him in a long time. He’d lost some weight, but he was even more handsome.

Meanwhile, Cecilia Sterling saw the video her mother sent and also opened the livestream. The camera cut to a close-up of Ethan Sterling’s face. He looked subtly thrilled, his eyes shining with the excitement of his first time on a major tournament stage.

Just like last time, he really did love this feeling.

With his mother at the venue and his two older sisters watching his every move on the livestream, Ethan Sterling fought as if divinely inspired. The team he and his four friends had hastily formed less than six months ago was now going toe-to-toe with a professional team in today’s match.

Ethan Sterling, in particular, executed several brilliant plays. His control of the early game’s tempo was excellent, and at one point, his team was even ahead of the pros in gold, helping them build a solid early-game advantage.

But the biggest difference between an amateur team and a professional one lies in their grasp of macro-level game strategy. The pros were steady and patient; even when behind in gold, they had a well-established system for dealing with it. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, they closed the gold gap and eventually pulled ahead.

Even so, the late-game fight was incredibly intense. Just as their team’s glaring weaknesses began to show, the Ethan Sinclair Team nearly managed to turn the tables on the pros.

But in the end, the professional team’s synergy was simply too high. Even after Ethan Sterling used his assassin’s mobility to dive in and instantly eliminate a key enemy damage-dealer, they still couldn’t win the final team fight.

Ultimately, they lost the match, but it had been an exhilarating fight.

The crowd erupted in thunderous cheers and applause. Some people even started chanting "SYBF!" for Ethan Sterling’s spectacular performance.

Jasmine Sterling and Yvonne Sterling shouted along. Even though they knew Ethan had lost, they could tell it had been an incredible match.

A few girls nearby were talking excitedly, "Aww, what a shame!"

"That SYBF amateur team is really good, they almost won!"

"The jungler is so handsome! So many of his plays were amazing."

"He’s good-looking, too. The camera could zoom right in on his face on the big screen, and he still looked flawless, not a single blemish!"

Jasmine Sterling heard all of this, unable to hide the pride in her heart. She hadn’t understood why her son had suddenly taken a liking to gaming, and perhaps she still didn’t completely understand now. But seeing her son shining on the stage, she felt a heartfelt sense of pride.

In the inner seating area, the managers and coaches of almost every major esports club were present. This was the country’s top and most important tournament, and everyone took it very seriously.

The head coach of the Solara MT Team let out a huge sigh of relief, as they were the ones who had just played against SYBF.

If they had been knocked out in the first round of such an important tournament by an amateur team, their club would have become the laughingstock of the entire industry.

Just then, the team owner, who had been sitting beside him with a furrowed brow the entire game, suddenly relaxed his expression. He leaned in and asked in a low voice, "This amateur team has a lot of potential. Do we have any info on them?"

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