Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism novel Chapter 213

If you ask me, just go and play mid-lane obediently. You were doing well before. That Dragon Pit play had me cracking up.'

It's not that I look down on girls playing jungle. The jungle in 'The Mighty Dragons' is good.'

I hope Flame Vanguard changes their jungle for the finals. Otherwise, they're definitely going to lose.'

Zelena and Hattie both won.

The third team to take the arena was 'The Mighty Dragons.'

After a brief introduction by Violeta and the others, they started a fierce match.

Violeta remained in the jungle as usual.

Right from the start, Violeta controlled the pace very well. The opponents were weaker than expected, so the game ended in 29 minutes.

The comments flew on screen.

See that? For those who said women can't jungle, look at Violeta. She's clearly awesome, right?'

This is such a clear comparison.'

If you don't have the skills, don't take on the role. You know who I'm talking about, I won't say.'

Haha, I'll just laugh and not say anything.'

In the lounge, Hattie was furious to see those comments, slamming her phone hard on the table.

If it weren't for that Dragon Pit, she wouldn't have become the target of ridicule! It's so infuriating!

She still needs to gain practical experience.

"How does Violeta manage to control the pace so well?"

Group 6's semifinal ended perfectly.

The remaining revival matches will decide the last spot.

This live broadcast will continue until the evening.

Back in the lounge, the atmosphere was buzzing with excitement and anticipation. Having just led her team to victory, Violeta was in high spirits. She decided to wait at the door, specifically for Evelyn and her team.

Violeta greeted them warmly as Evelyn and her teammates emerged from their room. "Good luck!" she said, her tone encouraging and sincere.

"Got it," Evelyn replied.

After their last loss, Evelyn had been pushing her team hard. They had trained rigorously, analysed their previous mistakes, and refined new tactics. Evelyn's goal was clear: break through the revival matches and defeat Hattie in the finals.

Zoren ordered takeout—crab roe noodles, plenty of fried chicken, and drinks.

Consider it dinner. They ate noodles in the lounge while watching the livestream, enjoying themselves immensely.

The revival matches are all about endurance, going on until the last team stands, making them much more thrilling than the semifinals.

Plus, with more people tuning in at night, the live viewership broke three hundred thousand at the start of the revival matches.

"Honey, someone here's insulting our daughter!"

Anton glanced over and said, "Let's see how to report this."

The two of them spent a while figuring out how to report the offensive comments on their phones.

However, after submitting their report, they received a response from the platform stating that their claim of insult didn't hold up.

Irene and Anton were furious. With their combined ages nearing a hundred years, they joined the online crowd in retaliating with their own insults.

It was just adorable and childish.

At that moment, Niall returned from outside. He saw Anton and Irene sitting together on the couch, wholly absorbed in typing furiously on their phones.

Since their report didn't work, they decided to fight back with words.

He didn't even know when he had come back.

"Mom, Dad, what are you doing?"

Irene said, "Busy here. Someone's insulting your sister. Quickly grab your phone and join us in firing back."

Niall was puzzled. "Huh?"

Anton exclaimed, "What 'huh'? Don't you know your sister's competing today? You, as her big brother, don't even care!"

Niall slowly caught on. "Oh, I know. Vio told me. What happened? Who's insulting her?"