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Chapter 2812: A king fried

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It's obviously just such an understatement, coupled with the casual tone and look of the speaker, but it has a kind of calming power.

Yes, this battle is difficult to win today.

Tension is natural.

The opponent is even more nervous.

Therefore, let go of the fight, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, you won't lose blood if you win.

Even if you lose, you will have to blow up the scene in front of all the League of Legends players around the world today.

The explosion made the opponent dizzy and confused.

At this time, there was a vibrating applause and cheers in the direction of the live audience not far away, accompanied by the passionate announcement of the host on the stage, the backstage side, No. 1 raised his eyes and looked at the KG team in front of him. Several members of the team waved their hands:

"okay."

"Go."

Several KG players looked at each other again, with a firm look on their faces, then bowed deeply to No. 1 and several other seniors, turned around and walked towards the stage without looking back.

Huangxue Yege shouted aloud from behind:

"Hey, come on, let's blow up!"

The other God-Hands of God players also cheered and gave their last encouragement and blessings to the members of the brother team.

Looking at the backs of several KG players on stage, No. 1 squinted and turned to look at the old friends beside him:

"So, you have worked hard these days."

"How is the practice?"

The corner of No. 3's mouth twitched:

"just OK."

"Everything that needs to be done has been done, and the rest is like you said, let's see how much these boys can explode on stage."

No. 1 raised his eyebrows slightly: "So, what's the odds?"

No. 4 looked down at the notepad in his hand, shook his head, and sighed softly: "Too low—unless Ah Tian's top lane can really kill Wolf in line, unless that little guy surnamed Han from SSK really still Didn't take that step..."

No. 2 said coldly:

"These two 'unless's' are not realistic."

No. 1 nodded slowly: "A Tian's top order should be able to hit something, that kid surnamed Han is still a little short of that step, so—"

"So, it's 3 to 1." No. 5 spoke softly, took the words and made a conclusion.

The others were silent for a moment, nodding, and approving.

Reaching out his hand and pinching his eyebrows, No. 1 ended in a flat tone:

"so be it."

"It was the expected result."

"It's not a loss after all. Even if it loses, it's better to force the old man out, and it's convenient for the little guys on God's side to do more preparations in advance."

"The touchstone—" The corner of No. 3's mouth twitched again, mockingly: "It sounds really inhumane..."

No. 2 spoke indifferently and commented:

"As long as you can win."

"Everything is for the benefit of the entire national uniform."

No. 1 shook his head, with a faint look of exhaustion on his face: "It is not always possible to find a perfect solution for everything, in a situation, it is impossible for everyone to always be happy, and always pay well at all times. And readiness for sacrifice—even us, no?"

The last sentence asked calmly, making No. 3 silent.

The atmosphere also became a little depressing and solidified.

Number four exclaimed:

"In the end, there are too few cards in hand."

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and being able to do this is the limit of her ability."

No. 5 nodded, then smiled slightly:

"but."

"By next year, there should be more cards available, right?"

The eyes of several legends of the previous generation in national uniforms turned to the other corner of the backstage. There were Lin Feng, Tang Bingyao, Zeng Rui and Li Shiyi standing beside the God team members such as Dawn Morning Star and Huangxue Yege. Several people.

No. 2's expression softened slightly:

"certainly."

"Next year, it's time for these little guys to exert their strength."

No. 1 nodded, but shook his head again, speaking calmly and calmly:

"not enough."

"It's not about more cards next year."

"What we're going to come up with... must be a whole pair of Wang Zhuang."

The legends of the previous generation who came to the scene to watch the battle today are not just No. 1 and others.

Lee Do-jae and M also came to the scene.

I didn't do any so-called encouragement and encouragement to the juniors of the SSK team, because there was no such necessity. The two legendary powerhouses of the previous generation in the Korean e-sports circle are simply looking for them in the back of the audience. I took two seats and sat down, waiting for the game to start later.

certainly-

In fact, there was no need to even watch the battle.

It's just for Li Daozai, because the old opponents who guessed him are also here today, so if he can see with his own eyes the pictures of those old opponents watching his juniors being defeated, he is happy. on what is seen.

"Last night, Shihao and the others also trained very late."

M supported the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled gently:

"It's hard for them too."

Lee Do-jae's tone was flat:

"It's always good to do a little more preparation."

"Since so much thought has been spent, it's time to win more beautifully today."

M glanced at the old friend beside him: "Prettier?"

Li Daozai's expression remained indifferent: "Isn't God's Legend who won 3-0 yesterday? Then today, it shouldn't be worse than God's boys."

Feeling a little helpless for the deliberately forcible "comparison" with his old friend, M shook his head:

"But I heard that the KG team also practiced very diligently."

Lee Do Jae sneered:

"It was originally a piece of scrap wood and iron, and what effect can it have to sharpen the gun on the spot."

M shook his head and added a reminder:

"But that little guy named YGG's top order... But he's been being specially trained by 003 all the time."

Such a piece of information finally made Li Daozai pause slightly, but his expression soon returned to indifference:

"so what?"

"Don't say it's the kid who placed the order from KG. Even if he 003 himself goes off the court today, he still can't turn this game."

"Also, regardless of the process."

"Anyway, there is no suspense about the outcome, so what else does it matter?"

Yes.

For him, all he saw today was an expected victory.

A few days ago in Manchester City, England, he was almost defeated by 001 against the First Army, which forced some of the original plans to be postponed to next year's new season to start a round of wrestling.

But at least—

before next year's big battle.

At the end of this year, he wants to let his old rival know that some things are not all that can make that guy go his way.

M next to him gently shook his head again and sighed in his heart.

He knew that he could not force the obsessions and thoughts of the old friend beside him.

But also...

In any case, for today's game, he also has the same judgment conclusion as his old friend.

Regardless of the process, the outcome is already doomed.

Looking at the stage from a distance, seeing that the players of the two teams KG and SSK have already sat in their respective competition rooms, M once again supported the frame on the bridge of his nose, giving his own prediction results in his heart. :

3 to 1.

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