There are 16 groups of competitions in the 32 rounds.
The schedule is divided into two days, with eight groups each day, four groups in the morning and afternoon, and each group of BO3 at the same time.
In fact, it stands to reason that it can be adjusted more loosely, but it seems that with the passage of time, neither the Electricity Association nor the organizer has any plans to relax the schedule of the competition, but it seems to be more and more intensive—
It's like, I can't wait to quickly finalize all the schedules in one breath, and determine the final LSPL promotion quota.
Most people are still confused.
But the few people who vaguely knew the truth about it felt the wind and rain from the atmosphere of such an increasingly urgent schedule.
Yes.
No matter how grand and grand this year's LSPL trials are.
But all this...
It's just the beginning of the upcoming season.
real war-
It is carrying thunderclouds and winds and rains, slowly approaching from a distance in the sky.
On the morning of the second day after the lottery ended, the round of thirty-two was officially launched.
This morning, there were four groups of BO3 matches, a total of eight teams, including the group of Xuanhuang team and Xiamen City decisive team.
When I learned about the group battle schedule the night before, the mid laner of the King's Landing team sent a WeChat message to someone in high spirits to ask:
"Hey, your old nemesis will start tomorrow morning—"
"Come and see?"
What I got was a negative answer from Lin Feng:
"Need not."
Saying it doesn't need it, or it actually means "don't need it".
The overlord on the other end of WeChat didn't worry too much, and replied carelessly, "If you don't look at me, I will report you the first-hand on-the-spot information at that time" and didn't continue talking.
Lin Feng, who left the WeChat end, put away his mobile phone, and next to him are several other teammates of the Demon City Victory Team, whose eyes fell on the former:
"Really not going?"
Zeng Rui tentatively asked such a question.
Lin Feng smiled, his expression seemed calm:
"It doesn't matter if you go or not."
"It's going to win."
Li Shiyi next to him nodded slowly:
"Will win."
There seemed to be a little more certainty in his tone.
Lin Feng turned his head to look at his jungler partner, raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed to have some inquiries about the former's attitude, but he didn't ask any further questions, just nodded himself:
"Well, of course."
…
The next morning, the two groups of BO3s in the first round started at 8:30.
At about ten o'clock, the first two groups of games were over, and the two top sixteen places were decided first.
follow...
It was the turn of the last two groups.
The BO3 between Xuanhuang and Xiamen City is exactly in this column.
The audience seats are still full of spectators, more than half are ordinary players, and the other half are other top 32 teams. At this point in the schedule, most people have noticed this team from the Xiamen Division. —
No matter how weak the original paper strength is, but it is possible to reach the top 32, there must be something that cannot be underestimated.
Of course, having said that...
The luck of this Xiamen City decisive team is really bad, but this round has encountered the most difficult hard idea, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to go further.
"After all, the opponent is Xuan Huang—"
"I feel that they have the strength to enter the quarterfinals."
"The team attributes and style of play are also just restrained, right?"
"On one side is a strong upper and middle field, and on the other hand, a thigh is flying on the bottom lane... The former is more stable no matter how you look at it."
There are such conversations in the crowd.
Also sitting in the audience, several members of the King's Landing team were also discussing.
Yu Ping glanced at his mid laner beside him:
"What do you think?"
The overlord waved his hand in a big way: "No matter what strength he has on paper, anyway, I think this Xiamen City will have a decisive victory!"
Yu Ping frowned: "Why?"
If based on his analysis, the chance of a decisive victory in Xiamen City is even less than 20% when the two teams meet.
Overlord laughed: "There is no reason! If you really want to say... Oh, if you are qualified to be Lin Feng's mortal enemy, there must be a few more hits!"
Yu Ping was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile:
"That said..."
indeed.
It's not a reason to be "optimistic" at all.
At the same time, on the field, the two teams that are about to fight have come to the arena to prepare to take their seats.
The captain of the Xuanhuang team set his eyes on the Xiacheng decisive team, looked at Mu Qiu, and said with a confident and calm smile:
"I've watched all your previous games."
"Your bot lane is really strong—your ADC is really strong."
Mu Qiu nodded indifferently:
"thanks."
The captain of the Xuanhuang team turned away:
"but-"
"Your luck is indeed not very good. If you meet a team that is not our style of Xuanhuang, you may be able to go further."
The words are straightforward, but they are polite enough, because this view is actually the same among most of the spectators in the audience at this moment.
The expression on Mu Qiu's face was noncommittal:
"Try it."
"Maybe, there is a miracle."
Didn't expect to get such a response, Captain Xuan Huang was stunned, and laughed again:
"yes."
"It's not a coincidence, our Xuanhuang games are generally not easy for miracles to happen."
…
So, a miracle happened.
It is destined to shake the entire stadium again.
BO3, play three games.
In the end, the emblem pattern of the blue square "Victory" appeared on the big screen of the LCD watch on the stage.
In the last round, the decisive team in Xiamen City was on the blue side.
2 to 1.
Defeated the No. 1 seed in the Guizhou Division and won the top 16 spot.
In three games, the average time per game was 35 minutes, and the last game reached the late stage of the 38th minute, almost full of magic equipment.
There are still three games, and the Xiacheng decisive team has changed the ADC position three times in a row—
Vayne.
Wheel mom.
Holy Gun Ranger.
The three players averaged 13 kills per game.
The last sentence of the Holy Gun Ranger's record data reached 15/7/8.
Just looking at the KDA data is shocking, as if I can catch a glimpse of Lucian's bloody figure with two guns in his hands.
Against the sky, the weak defeated the strong, and the Jedi made an unexpected comeback.
As the loser, the No. 1 seed of Guizhou did not expect such an ending. The captain of the Xuanhuang team, who had just released his self-confidence declaration that "there will be no miracles", looked as dull as petrified.
There was an incredible shock in the audience below the stage, and the sound became more and more boiling like a tide.
The mid laner of the King's Landing team almost jumped up from his seat:
"Depend on!"
"Crazy!!!"
In the next second, he suddenly turned his head to look at his jungler teammate Yu Ping, his eyes sparkling:
"Hey, can't we find a way to get this guy?"
"Let's do AD for us..."
"I feel like we can go straight to Worlds!"