Commentator 2: I think they must be confident enough, because Ink God, TC's captain, has returned to the battlefield this time.
Commentator 1: I actually forgot about such an important detail. That really was inexcusable."
"But Ink God was in a car accident before the last mid-season tournament and injured his hand. Will his hand speed be affected? Can he return to his peak form and lead TC Team to glory once more?"
Commentator 2: That remains unknown for now, but I believe we'll find out very soon, because the match is about to begin.
With just a few words, the two commentators had pushed the atmosphere at the venue to its peak.
Everyone craned their necks toward TC Team's preparation area.
"Is Ink God going to play too?"
"Wasn't he injured? Could he have recovered already?"
"He must have recovered. Otherwise, why would he come to participate in the finals?"
"Phew, that's great. As long as Ink God is there, who could possibly be TC Team's opponent?"
"Exactly. Even if they suddenly have one more rookie female player, it won't matter. Ink God alone can control the entire battlefield and crush them."
"I'm wondering whether I should place a few more bets."
"I think you'd better not. I heard his hand injury was quite serious. The bones and tendons in his wrist were both severed. Even if he really has recovered, that doesn't necessarily mean he can return to his peak form."
Some people believed in Qi Jingmo and TC Team, while others were skeptical. Before long, they had split into two camps.
Most of them, however, remained doubtful and waited to see whether Qi Jingmo's hand had fully recovered.
The two commentators felt that the atmosphere still wasn't heated enough, so they continued to stoke the audience's excitement.