Close ends the Pro advantage.
The big devil once again pulled FTW out of the quagmire!
Wei Xiao took a deep breath, his nerves tightened: "Chance!"
This is indeed a wonderful opportunity, a chance for the captain to break through with a long knife!
Pro killed two people, they played five against three, as long as they could kill Kim Sung Hyun, FTW could even end the game in one wave.
If you want to win, you have to win.
The hotter the blood in his body was, the calmer Wei Xiao became. He glanced at the small map, and he already had a clear context in his mind.
Yue Wenle is on the bot lane, a bit far, can't wait for him.
Xiao Ningzi is free and takes his place immediately.
Although the captain killed two, but his state is not good, it is difficult to participate in the battle.
Wei Xiao, Bai Cai, Ning Zhehan to Jin Chengxuan, Li Heran, and Park Guizhi.
Three on three, can you do it
"Up!"
Can and must leave people behind, even if all three of them are dead, Yue Wenle who rushes over can also harvest people's heads, not to mention the captain.
Poor state is not a problem, as long as you find the right opportunity, you can still stab the enemy.
Ning Zhehan had already flown into the cloud and was the first to smash a set of skills on Park Guizhi.
Pro's idea is very clear, and it will protect Jin Chengxuan.
Park Guizhi is a jungler, and he is equipped with half-meat equipment, and the strength of his armor is no lower than that of Li Heran's elemental shaman.
Li Heran inserted a defensive totem for him again, so Ning Zhehan's set of damage fell on him like raindrops, which was of little significance.
But Xiao Ningzi didn't intend to kill Pu Guizhi with this move, he was 'leaving the tiger away from the mountain'!
The magician flying on the cloud attracted the attention of the three Pros, and Bai Cai threw a set of buffs on the thief and shouted: "Fuck him!"
Wei Xiao didn't say a word, as if even his breath disappeared with the thief, he quietly went around behind the Pro, the scarlet blade flashing...
Jin Chengxuan is extremely sensitive, he immediately found the trace of the thief: "Brother!"
Li Heran reacted faster, and the healing totem acceleration totems were all inserted into Jin Chengxuan.
The dark thief has already made a series of moves, and eight arcs of light are overwhelming, and the thick-skinned power thief and shaman have also dropped to less than half blood.
Brother Cai: "Nice!"
This damage can be done, and Kim Sung Hyun can die.
Lu Feng: "Retreat."
All three of FTW were stunned.
Wei Xiao realized something was wrong.
Brother Cai: "Fuck, isn't this dead?"
Wei Xiao: "Resurrection Totem."
The elemental shaman sacrificed 80% of his health, pinched the resurrection totem in the gap of 0.01 seconds, and inserted it into Jin Chengxuan, who was about to fall to the ground.
this time...
Jin Chengxuan's 'resurrection from the dead', the golden arrow roared out, but it was not Wei Xiao who was controlled, but Lu Feng who was far away.
The death knight with only a trace of blood left fell under the arrow of this full picture.
Chills rushed to the back of Wei Xiao's head.
In the next second, Jin Lie's arrow shot at the thief, Wei Xiao quickly pulled away, but unfortunately he was too fragile. As long as Jin's arrow was selected, no matter how far he moved, he would still follow him.
Two consecutive arrows, the thief's health bar is cleared.
At the last second, Wei Xiao Wudi changed into the resurrection armor, and just stood up, the force thief's ground thorn was buried under his feet.
Wei Xiao's heart skipped a beat.
Gather, pull back.
The light arrow pierced his heart firmly.
system notification-
Pro.succe kills FTW.Quiet.
Wei Xiao stared blankly at the screen, his palms full of cold sweat.
The thief fell to the ground, and the next target of Jinhun was the magician.
Ning Zhehan was taken away by two arrows, and Yue Wenle rushed over, but unfortunately he did not come to harvest, but was bewitched by the ground thorn and gave the head to Jinhun.
System announcements sounded one after another.
Pro.succe take five kills.
FTW group out.
This is the strength of the world's top four, this is the tacit understanding of the double champion, and this is the terrifying suppressing power of Jin Chengxuan in his heyday!
Defeat.
FTW's resurrection crystal blasted and lost the game.
Wei Xiao looked at the screen blankly, his handsome black eyes not focused.
Brother Cai leaned back in the gaming chair, as if all his strength was exhausted.
Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle were also stunned, completely stunned by the last wave of annihilation.
How did you do it.
How did it do it!
Seven or eight totems in a row, how did Li Heran do it.
How did Jin Chengxuan, who stood up, determine Lu Feng's position
That arrow was too deadly. If he hadn't killed Lu Feng, who would lose and who would win was really uncertain.
Wei Xiao will die, and Xiao Ningzi will not survive, but even so, as long as Lu Feng is still there, plus Yuewen Le Baicai, 3V3 will still have the power to fight!
But…
Jin Chengxuan's big move targeted Lu Feng.
FTW lost all game.
The cheers recalled the absent FTW members.
When Wei Xiao stood up, he noticed Lu Feng's sight.
He clenched his fists desperately and walked out with his head lowered.
Shaking hands, hugging, and how Wei Xiao stepped down is unclear.
He only knew that when he sat down, his whole body was cold.
This feels familiar.
Two years ago, when he learned that his grandmother was seriously ill, he was also overwhelmed by this feeling.
It's a sense of desperation about losing the most important thing.
It is helpless, helpless, and the pain that can crush people.
lost.
Such an important game, he lost.
Two million by oath.
desire to express.
All were strangled in the last arrow of light.
"Wei Xiao." Lu Feng called him softly.
Wei Xiao's ears trembled, but he didn't look up.
Chen Feng's worried eyes moved over: "It's just a winter training game, you guys are already great."
It's really great, beyond everyone's expectations.
Even the trolls didn't shame this year's FTW.
Among the five starters, there are two players with no competition experience, and they can also rush into the top three in the winter training competition where the gods gather.
This is enough for Hua Guorong to blow for a year and a half.
The match between FTW and Pro just now was also remarkable.
In the beginning, FTW played very well, and after being suppressed in the mid-term, it also played a counter-attack.
The last wave was really disturbing.
But there is no way.
Experience and experience take time to accumulate.
The growth rate of FTW has been amazing!
Tomson patted Wei Xiao on the shoulder: "Victory or defeat is a matter of military affairs, are you still afraid of losing?"
Wei Xiao is not afraid of losing.
He was never afraid.
It's okay to lose, just win!
Life is long, and there are many opportunities to win. Wei Xiao is never afraid of failure.
Only this time, he was uncomfortable.
The courage I finally found for myself is gone.
He didn't know how to face the captain.
Lu Feng reached out and held his clenched fist.
Wei Xiao suddenly widened his eyes.
Lu Feng's hands are very good-looking, with slender fingers, well-defined knuckles, just the right width and a cool white complexion, like a piece of finely crafted jade.
Such hands seem to be cool.
But his palm was very hot, and the palm wrapped around the back of Wei Xiao's hand was so hot that people shivered.
Wei Xiao's heart turned upside down, and the emotions that had been suppressed to the extreme were about to pour out.
I want to hold him back.
I want to tell him what he thinks.
I want him to know that he likes him.
Such a good captain.
He doesn't want to give it to anyone.
He wants him.
He wants to monopolize him!
"It's okay." Lu Feng's low voice sounded in his ear, "We still have a long way to go."
Wei Xiao's eyes were red, and he didn't know what to do except biting his lip.
- Wei Xiao, why don't you even cry
- Wei Xiao, you have no father or mother, and you don't even have tears.
- This child is really strange, the grandmother who depended on each other left without crying.
how to cry.
cry to whom.
Someone pampered, only qualified to cry.
pat.
A tear fell on the back of the hand as cold as white jade.
Lu Feng's heart tightened and he held his hand tightly.
Wei Xiao didn't want to be embarrassed, he didn't want to be embarrassed in front of so many people on such an occasion.
But…
But…
Lu Feng pressed him on his shoulder: "Little girl, don't cry."
His voice was very low and low, so low that Wei Xiao himself did not hear them.
He knocked his forehead on Lu Feng's shoulder, and his drooping black hair blocked his wet eyes.
"team leader… "
"Um?"
"You're like this..." Wei Xiao choked, "I will be arrogant and arrogant."
Lu Feng: "..."
He chuckled softly and said in a voice with only two people, "It's okay."
Wei Xiao's heart was pounding, and he said again, "I'm going to wipe your tears with your clothes."
"Um."
"And snot."
"… "
Lu Feng pinched his fingers.
Wei Xiao's heart trembled, and countless heat flowed into his chest, making him almost unbearable.
Why is there such a good captain.
Why is there such a Close.
Why is he being so nice to him.
If there is really a god, Wei Xiao at this moment finally feels that he is being favored.
The final matchup is still L&P and Pro.
Kim Sung Hyun showed his momentum completely, and while his hands were hot, he forced L&P to retreat.
Yuan Ze and Gary are his mortal enemies, and he can be arrested for autism on weekdays, but today, I don't know whether it's Jin Chengxuan's state of affairs, or Li Heran's pressure for more than ten days and finally broke out.
This duo is a godsend.
They were hardly seen speaking, and they were hardly seen to communicate verbally.
But the assistant and the shooter on the screen, like one person, fully know what each other is thinking.
Pro won the final championship with overwhelming momentum.
This year's Pro is amazing.
The pressure released by Kim Sung Hyun was felt by everyone.
He wants to win, the Pro team in the Korean division is really eager for the championship!
Glory belongs first.
Millions of prize money and countless applause, and cheers belong to tonight's Pro.
Kim Sung Hyun won the FMVP, but his face was still light.
When the host interviewed him, he said: "I hope next time, Li Heran will win the FMVP."
Li Heran's silent black eyes swept towards him.
FMVP is a title that can only be owned by the core of the championship team in the finals.
Jin Chengxuan said this not only to let Pro win the championship, but also to let Li Heran become the most valuable player in Global Glory in 2020!
Let a once-ranked ADC who has been in service for six years and now retired to the auxiliary position win the FMVP again!
The fifteen-day training camp came to an end.
In the last game, FTW is very necessary to replay, but it is not in a hurry at this time.
After a day of competition for the prize pool, it was very late, and everyone was very tired.
Chen Feng said a few words and watched them go back to their rooms.
At the end of the usual game, Wei Xiao is the least worrying part of the team, but today it's the other way around.
The rest of the players were fine, and they didn't suffer much after losing the game. Instead, they desperately wanted to train and become stronger.
Especially Ning Zhehan, after this experience, his mentality has made a great leap, and his tension and panic gradually faded away.
Wei Xiaomad, who was at the top, was too quiet.
Chen Fengwei was worried, but thinking that Lu Feng was a good medicine for little lunatics, he didn't come up and say anything more.
It is estimated that the two played a few solos, and Wei Xiaoxiao was full of blood and resurrected.
Back to the room.
Wei Xiao was a little uncomfortable.
The game is lost, and the kiss is gone.
Confession does not know when it will be successful.
Wei Xiao lost more than 2 million, clearly 20 billion.
He had just been coaxed by Lu Feng, and his mood fell again, and he muttered: "I'll take a shower."
As soon as Wei Xiao got up, his wrist was held.
Lu Feng looked down at him, his black eyes seemed to be covered in flames under the yellow light.
Wei Xiao's heart stopped when he saw it.
"If you win, what do you want to do?" Lu Feng asked him in a low voice.
How could Wei Xiao tell, he didn't even breathe.
Lu Feng: "Actually, I've always wanted to do something."
He clasped Wei Xiao's wrist with his left hand, leaned his head close, and a kiss fell on his slightly parted lips.
Wei Xiao: "..."