(Historical-to-modern transmigration + esports)
[Mad, unhinged active pro player gong x aloof, restrained beauty coach shou]
In the chaos of the war between immortals and demons, Feng He, the greatest prodigy of the Xuan Sect, self-destructed his Golden Core to turn the tide. His body and spirit were utterly destroyed.
His demonic disciple, Ling Wu, was entrusted with the task in the midst of the crisis. After three hundred years spent bringing peace to the Three Realms, he took his own life on Feng He's Wuwu Sword.
When Ling Wu opened his eyes again, a crowd of strangely dressed people stood beside his bed. Seeing that he was unharmed, they dragged him to a private room and handed him a glowing, square object. Someone cried out, "The scrim's starting! Log in! Log in!"
Ling Wu stared blankly at the object in his hand and asked, "Who are you? What is this thing?"
His teammates: ???!!!
Feng He rushed back to the team base from the tournament organizers' banquet.
He'd been notified that the new player who'd just signed with the team today had missed a step on the stairs, fallen, and hit his head. He was suspected of having amnesia!
He pushed through the crowd, only to see a familiar face. Then he heard the man cry out in delight, "Master!"
Feng He's mouth twitched. Holding down his racing heart, he said coolly, "Have him come to my room."
[Little Extra 1]
Everyone ran around spreading the news: "Coach, Ling Wu is babbling again!"
Clutching Feng He's collar tightly, Ling Wu looked down at him and said coolly, "Coach, I once had a master. He taught me to read and write, to grow flowers and brew tea. He even sacrificed himself to save me. Coach, do you think my master treated me well?"
Feng He feigned composure. "Yes."
Ling Wu: "My master also taught me to be honest with the people around me."
Feng He: "..."
Ling Wu leaned closer. "Then, Coach, are you actually my master?"
Feng He's pupils suddenly contracted. "Uh..."
[Little Extra 2]
Netizen 1: "ASM fought their way through the competition and defended their championship!"
Netizen 2: "With our super handsome Feng Shen leading the team, winning the championship was a piece of cake~"
Netizen 3: "But it took Ofive to make it go this smoothly, right?"
Netizen 4: "Don't start a fight, you anti-fan. You don't know that Ofive and Feng Shen are a couple? Look how good they look together in their photos!"
Netizen 5: "Waaah, did I actually get to see a real couple in my lifetime?"
The whole team flooded the chat: "Yes, yes, yes, you've got great taste!"
Feng He: "How come I didn't know?"
Ling Wu put an arm around the person beside him. "It's enough that I know."
P.S.:
1. The game is based on the mobile game Game for Peace, though some rules will be changed for this story~
2. A sweet romance, with the leads falling in love while competing and working toward their goals.
3. The gong transmigrates from ancient times to the modern day, while the shou once traveled from modern times to the past. There will be a little about their past lives, but the story is mostly about their present lives.
4. Pure soul transmigration, no golden finger or supernatural abilities.
5. One-on-one, both are virgins, happy ending.
Theme: Fulfill my dream and bring glory to our country
Big cheers for the author! Looking forward to a big comeback!