The Million-Dollar Heart

On the other side, Kenneth returned to the arena, his mind set on victory.

Aaron had made it to the finals, and Kenneth was determined not to lose to him.

He had to triumph in the final showdown and show everyone that he was every bit Aaron's equal.

Below, Percival watched with a discerning eye. He could tell from the gameplay that Kenneth's desire to win was too intense. He would likely falter in the finals without the right mindset, even if he won today. Percival could also see that Aaron's skills were superior to Kenneth's. Now, the game was as much about mental fortitude as it was about teamwork.

He had confidence in their team's synergy, but the mindset part was challenging.

After wrapping up an interview, Aaron did not idle. He headed to the locker room to strategize with Vivienne. Then, they made their way to the stands to observe Kenneth's match.

From afar, Percival spotted the pair laughing and chatting as they approached.

Kenneth's worried gaze instantly sharpened.

In the blink of an eye, here was Aaron cozying up to Vivienne again!

Vivienne noticed Percival and was about to head over when Aaron's grip on her wrist stopped her.

With a natural ease, Aaron stepped in front of Vivienne, blocking her view of Percival. "Vivienne, everyone's waiting for your insights. Let's watch the match, and you can break down the plays for us." Vivienne agreed, realizing that real-time analysis would deepen their understanding. "Sounds good, let's go."

Hence, Percival watched helplessly as Aaron led Vivienne to a section of the stands on the opposite side.

Aaron sat down, casually throwing a provocative smile at Percival's way.

Percival's face darkened, and he scoffed.

Did Aaron think he could stop him?

had

about to stand up when his phone

and read, [Don't come over. We're

in his seat. When his Vivienne made a request,

broadcast

cheers, he was still clueless about

the first to burst from the

stopping him with ease. "Celebrate after you

choked up, but as an E-sports player, he knew the ultimate goal was

he had to take home the trophy. That was the basic professional ethic of

stands where Vivienne had already

face off again in two days.

which had not made it past the group stage

would leave them without any chance of redemption, especially

stop in their professional careers, and they did not want to end on

their old rival, RED, who had stopped them from reaching the finals last year. That defeat had always rankled him. Even

a huge

to train, and you want to

"Yes, sir!"

Kenneth, the team hurried

deeply, his gaze fixed on

his bet with

that kid think he could win

training room, Vivienne called Matthew, assembling a team to practice against Hawk. Theoretical knowledge recited hundreds of times was nothing compared to hands-on experience. After a round of play, Hawk was decimated, not even

for Aaron. This is like bringing a gun to a knife fight!" Fergus lamented, clearly

who had also been soundly defeated, complained, "Coach,

her chair, a lollipop hanging from her mouth.

"More?" Bennett sounded drained.

weaknesses. You aim for a lethal strike, not just maneuvering. Remember, you must think of every possible scenario