After eating in the small restaurant, Lin Feng and the others from the Demon City Victory Team continued to sit at the table for a while.
There is no specific topic. Chen Ting, Li Shiyi and Zeng Rui chatted to pass the time. Tang Bingyao, who was eating more slowly, continued to take the bowl and chopsticks and took small bites to solve the remaining dishes on the plate in front of the table. , Lin Feng sat next to him quietly and listened to the conversation of several companions.
The time came to five forty-five.
Lin Feng received a WeChat message from Su Xue on his mobile phone:
"The third group is over."
"Ghost Night 3-2, wins Ashes."
The result is not unexpected, after all, the overall strength of Ghost Night Team is indeed stronger than Ashes.
But this score was somewhat beyond what people had expected. It was 3 to 2, and the five games were played. It did show that the core ace Seo of the Ghost Night team in today's round was not in a good state.
After sending these two pieces of information, Su Xue sent another message to add:
"The last group of you starts at half past six."
"Pack up, you can come back."
Lin Feng looked at the message, then put away the phone, and looked up at the teammates in front of the table:
"It's over."
"Let's go back."
The rest of the team looked at each other, and Tang Bingyao also put down the tableware.
Then tacitly got up from the table:
"Walk."
…
At 6:15, the five members of the Magic City finalist team returned to the competition venue.
Walking into the hall of the stadium, you can see that there are not many people in the stadium at this time. They probably all left after watching the previous set of games, or they went to eat dinner temporarily and haven't come back.
Of course, many fans of the support group from Su Xue's live broadcast room are still sitting in the audience waiting. They were chatting and chatting warmly with each other. Lit up:
"Fengfeng!!"
"Feng Feng is back!!"
"Let's win! Come on! Come on!!"
A large number of people rushed up like this, enthusiastically chatted with Lin Feng and others, and sent encouragement and cheers. Many of them are old water friends. Before, the big guys chatted all day long in the live broadcast room and in the fan group. There are a lot of people who Lin Feng can name by ID.
So it is not unfamiliar to meet like this, and the faces are quite friendly.
A group of fans are quite enthusiastic about:
"Are you all right tonight?"
"I heard that the Xiacheng decisive victory also has two strokes, Fengfeng, you have to be careful!"
"But it's okay. There are several great gods in our second group of fans who have done analysis and deduction. As long as we play steadily and suppress the development of their ADC, our chances of winning are at least 80%!"
"Feng Feng, are you sure of yourself?"
Lin Feng just smiled for such a question of concern:
"Um."
"Just do your best."
Just this sentence is enough to make the surrounding support fans immediately feel relieved:
"That's stable!"
"If Fengfeng goes all out, there will be absolutely no problem!"
One after another, other players and spectators came back after dinner, so the number of people in the venue gradually increased, and the seats in the auditorium were filled little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Knowing that the game is currently on, the fans of the support group who just came up to talk do not want to disturb the state of Lin Feng and others, so they kindly said goodbye and went back to their seats.
Looking at the back of a group of fans wearing support uniforms and holding light signs returning to the auditorium, Chen Ting sighed with emotion:
"It's a blessing to have so many fans..."
"Have a good fight, but you can't let them down."
Zeng Rui's eyes swept across the auditorium:
"But it's not just these fans. There are many people who are looking forward to this game..."
In addition to the increasing number of fans and friends in the front row of the audience wearing the final battle team support uniforms, you can see some sneaky figures wearing masks in the corners of the back row.
Those are God-Hand of God, Hayami and KG players.
These include Dawn Morning Star, Wild Snow Night Song, Shi Hang, Tian Tian, Shadow Play…
All of them either asked for leave or skipped training today, and came to watch the game on purpose.
That is to say, the ordinary players and the audience in the stadium did not pay much attention at this moment. Otherwise, if the identities of these LPL professional players and star gods were really recognized, it is estimated that the entire competition venue would be a huge shock—
The battle in the auditorium is comparable to the semi-finals and even the finals of the LPL regular season.
Round of 16 in a mere LSPL tryout...
Where can it deserve the attention of so many top professional players
even.
This is just the scene.
Apart from those who are present, far away from the competition venue, there are still many pairs of eyes, who are also paying attention to the upcoming matchup.
Suddenly, Lin Feng turned to look somewhere:
"coming."
Not much sound.
But it was enough for the other teammates of the team next to him to hear clearly.
Several people also subconsciously turned around and followed someone's line of sight.
Then I saw that there were several figures walking in in the direction of the entrance of the competition venue.
The young man at the head is slender and has a calm expression.
Many spectators in the auditorium off the field also noticed it and couldn't help but let out a commotion:
"I'm coming!"
"The other team wins..."
"The one who takes the lead is their ace AD!"
In the corner of the back row of the auditorium, the players and players from the three LPL clubs immediately noticed the figure headed by the Xiamen City decisive team who entered the stadium. Huangxue Yege sitting in the seat couldn't help it Subconsciously wanting to get up, he was pulled by Dawn Chenxing next to him and shook his head at the former.
Huang Xue Yege took a deep breath and sat down again.
Shi Hang murmured:
"Depend on-"
"After all these years, this guy... hasn't changed at all."
Tian Tianxia consciously grasped the armrest beside him, his palms beginning to seep sweat.
…
Several people from the Xiacheng decisive team walked in from the entrance of the venue and were at the end of the aisle between the auditoriums.
And the position of the five Lin Feng of the Demon City decisive team is in the front row of the auditorium, that is, at the other end of the aisle.
The two teams faced each other across a long aisle.
There are countless pairs of eyes on both sides, and their eyes are looking at the players of the two teams, with excitement, anticipation and curiosity.
The fans of the support group on the side of the Magic City Victory Team have begun to wave lights and cheer sticks, and shouted the slogan aggressively:
"Decisive victory! Victory!"
"Decisive victory! Victory!"
But before formulating the support uniform and cheering slogan, no one thought that there would be another decisive team with the same name as the Demon City Showdown, so it was unknown which team the slogan was shouting at the moment.
But the momentum is already hot enough.
The atmosphere of the entire competition venue was suddenly ignited at this moment.
Under the eager gazes of countless eyes, several members of the Xiacheng Victory Team slowly walked through the aisle under the leadership of Mu Qiu and came to the five members of the Demon Capital Victory Team.
Just two meters apart.
Mu Qiu's eyes fell on Li Shiyi and nodded slightly:
"see you later."
Then, he turned and walked towards the backstage waiting area with several other members of the team.
It's just a sentence that was put down like an understatement, not so much for Li Shiyi, but for someone to listen to.
Gauntlet—
Already under!