Zhou Yang's worries are not unreasonable.
Because compared to the first, Holy Spear Ranger Lucian, who was already amazing enough, the Glory Executioner Draven Bento that Mu Qiu used in the second round really shocked and carried the audience.
In this top sixteen match, a Draven could achieve such a level of destruction and slaughter the Quartet, which almost challenged everyone's common sense.
Not to mention the overall fight between the two teams.
In the ADC position alone, Draven seems to have surpassed the other nine players on the field by a whole level.
Can't stop it.
Kill to fly.
In the first game, the opponent's Demon City finalist team was able to limit the performance of Muqiu's ADC Obama through tight defense and concentrated firepower.
But this second game—
The Glory executioner under the control of Mu Qiu used the two rotating axes in his hand to forcibly tear open all the defenses of his opponent!
In terms of ban selection in the first game, Modu Showdown did not have an ADC position for Mu Qiu.
In the second game, he didn't specifically ban Lucian.
But now that the second game is over, and after having suffered such a big loss in the hands of Mu Qiu's Glory Execution Officer, Modu Decisive will choose to ban Draven in the next third game, no matter how you think about it. A matter of course.
Wu Tian is still optimistic:
"fine!"
"Brother Mu's hero pool is deep, and if you ban a Draven on the opposite side, there are still other heroes!"
"Anyway... we've got a lot of momentum now! It's easy to fight no matter what!"
Although it sounds like a blindly optimistic view, Xia Ziyou and Sun Zheng on the side agreed and nodded:
"Yes, the point is that our momentum has risen."
"banning one or two heroes on the opposite side won't solve the problem."
"We will continue to play according to this rhythm ourselves, don't worry about the other side, just take care of ourselves!"
The current Xiamen City decisive team has indeed regained their confidence and morale.
Although they had never thought of killing them before, they, who were only considered to be small masters among ordinary players, would be able to fight evenly with such a strong opponent in the top sixteen of the LSPL trials—
But the current reality and the eye-catching 1-1 score reminded them all the time that this was not a dream.
They may really have a chance to win this group of BO5s.
perhaps…
There is really hope, and the weak will win the strong to advance to the next round!
"Aqiu is definitely fine!"
Xia Ziyou blushed with excitement, and said this with a fist.
The eyes of several people subconsciously looked at their fellow teammates in their ADC seats.
However.
Mu Qiu, who had been quiet and never spoke since the end of the second game, just leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes, and did not respond to the words of his fellow teammates.
"Brother Mu, Brother Mu?"
Zhou Yang called out carefully twice, but was quickly stopped by Wu Tian next to him and reminded in a low voice:
"Forget it, Brother Mu consumes a lot, let him rest and recharge..."
It seems to be the same.
After all, two consecutive fierce battles, two consecutive berserk carry and operation Tianxiu, for an ADC player, both mental and physical losses are absolutely huge.
As a result, the other four members of the Xiacheng Victory Team quieted down, carefully keeping their silence, for fear of disturbing their ace's short rest time.
However.
But it was also at this time that Mu Qiu opened his eyes.
He picked up the mineral water bottle on the desk beside the keyboard, unscrewed the cap, raised his head and took a sip.
until the mineral water bottle bottoms out.
Leaving an empty bottle, it was deformed by the five fingers suddenly pinching it and making a creaking sound.
The empty bottle was casually thrown on the table, and then Mu Qiu slowly got up from his seat under the bewildered and stunned gazes of the other four members of the Xiacheng Victory Team.
…
During the short break after the second game of BO5, the live director played the replay of the just-concluded game on the big screen for viewing.
The three commentators on the commentary table did a simple replay analysis and evaluation based on the playback picture on the big screen given by the director.
The live audience under the stage and even the audience in the live broadcast room standing in front of the mobile phone and computer screen are also doing appreciation and aftertaste.
so.
On the arena of the stadium, in front of the ADC seat of the Xiacheng decisive team, Mu Qiu slowly got up for the first time.
The three commentators on the commentary stage and the vast majority of the audience did not pay attention in time.
It's just that Su Xue suddenly caught such an unexpected scene when she was cooperating with her two commentators and commenting a few words.
Then her expression suddenly froze:
"Hey?"
Even if they were also sitting on the stage, the members of the Demon City Victory Team were not the first to notice the movement of the competition seat on the opposite side.
Only when Chen Ting stretched his back subconsciously and looked a little distressed about how to deal with the next game, he inadvertently glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and suddenly found something, and was suddenly shocked:
"Um?"
Then, the other members of the Demon City Victory Team also followed Chen Ting's gaze subconsciously.
What I saw was the figure standing in front of the ADC seat on the competing seat of the decisive team in Xiamen City not far away.
Tang Bingyao's eyes widened, showing a dazed and confused look.
Zeng Rui was suddenly vigilant and solemn.
Li Shiyi's pupils subconsciously narrowed slightly, and he had a bad feeling for no reason.
at last.
It was someone who slowly raised his head as if he had been aware of it.
He met the gaze that was looking straight at him not far away.
…
The two lines of sight meet in mid-air.
In the competition venue, the replay video of the previous game continued to be played on the big screen, and the giant speakers played the shocking killing sound effect. humming.
But at this moment, the stage seemed to be suddenly quiet like another world.
As if there were only two people left.
It was as if the two had only each other in their eyes.
In the competition room of the Xiacheng Victory Team, Mu Qiu, who stood up from the front of the seat, looked at this side coldly, and looked at the person who was playing against him as an ADC in the bottom lane today.
Then he spoke.
The volume was not raised deliberately.
But it was enough for the five members of the Demon City Victory Team to hear clearly.
He only said one sentence:
"How much more time are you going to waste on me?"
The voice fell, and the expressions of several people on the Demon Capital Victory Team changed at the same time.
Even Xia Ziyou, Sun Zheng, Wu Tian, and Zhou Yang of the Xiamen City decisive team all suddenly looked stunned and panicked.
Everyone on both sides of the team on the stage did not expect such a scene to appear suddenly.
Be caught off guard.
Immediately, everyone looked at someone subconsciously, with anxiety and worry.
Lin Feng did not respond.
Just met the cold eyes of the former friend and friend opposite.
finally.
He nodded slowly.
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The update is sent, the day of continuing to save the manuscript, tomorrow is Monday again, ah, I don't want to work. .