According to the official schedule published online, the Legends Cup will only last for four days.
The general process is almost the same as that of MSI, but the schedule time arrangement is relatively compressed and compact.
After all, they also selected their respective representative teams from the six major regions, and competed from the group stage to the final BO5 final.
But as mentioned earlier, for the majority of national server players and netizens, knowing the news of the Legendary Cup after the MSI mid-season game did not give them any expectations, and even only Because of the specific information and intelligence, I have no hope for the representative team of the national service this time.
Even their most proud God - the hand of God, has been subjected to such a complete bloodbath.
How could it be possible to create a miracle in a mere grass stage team made up of a few old people of the previous generation who have never even heard of their names.
"I was underestimated-"
The night before the game, the five members of the Legendary Cup National Service Team in front of the supper stall sat together and looked at the various posts and comments in the web forum on the mobile phone screen. Liu Dao couldn't help shaking his head and sighed.
There is a pile of barbecue on the table, and some empty beer bottles.
It seems that the people at the table are enjoying themselves, and there is no tension or pressure due to the upcoming war.
No. 3, who was sitting opposite Liudao, poured the wine into the empty glass in front of himself, and threw it lazily without raising his head:
"no way."
"This time the second and fourth are not here. It's really embarrassing to be with the two of you."
Liu Dao was so choked that he couldn't help rolling his eyes:
"you-"
"Hey Lao Mo, the NO's are ostracizing the two of us. Why don't you help me with a few words?"
Mohe, who was called to help, had a calm expression. He didn't see any change in his expression. He also poured himself a drink and took a sip:
"nothing to say."
"If it weren't for the overall interests of the national service e-sports, I never thought that one day I would fight side by side with these people."
"In comparison, if you could—"
"I'd rather go to a team in Europe, America or South Korea to try it out and play against the players at the table."
No. 3 couldn't help but pouted:
"Hey, you should try it."
"I went to the messy second-tier teams in Europe and North America, and I lost if I could make it to the finals."
"Go to Korea?"
"Tsk, let's see if Li Daozai Le is not willing to give up his position."
No. 5 on the side couldn't help shaking his head when he heard this, with a bit of helplessness on his face, and reproached:
"Take it all."
"One by one, how old are people, they are still like children."
"We're going to play together tomorrow, so how can you start an internal fight by yourself now?"
Saying that, she turned to look at her fiancé who was sitting beside her, and she couldn't help but express a bit of anger and reproach:
"So are you."
"The person who is the captain doesn't help to persuade a few words."
Before waiting for the temporary captain of his own team to respond, Liu Dao called out again:
"Hey, don't count me in this."
"He 001 is the captain of your NO. I don't recognize him at my place."
Mohe put down the wine glass, his expression still indifferent:
"Me too."
No. 3 sneered ruthlessly again: "You need to admit it or not. In the past, everyone was a loser anyway. If you want to get in, you have to ask yourself whether you are qualified or not. We are happy to accept it—"
The voice fell.
Obviously, it directly provoked the anger of the other two.
Mohe and Liudao's eyes swept sharply and coldly at the same time, and No. 3 did not hesitate to meet them. The three lines of sight met and collided in the air, and sparks and lightning flashed.
It was finally at this time. From the beginning to the end, No. 1, who seemed to be concentrating on eating supper, finally raised his head, glanced over several people on the table, and laughed cheerfully:
"Pretty good."
"Every one is full of energy."
"If there is harmony and discord in the team, if I say it, it's really not a big problem."
"I really should let those other old people see it, even if it's a temporary grass team like us..."
"It's enough to hit them."
…
The game officially started the day after the midnight snack.
Although it is said that for the majority of ordinary national server players and netizens, they have no hope and interest in this game, but professional team players such as God, Hayami and KG originally wanted to watch and cheer. mind.
They know better than ordinary players the strengths of the members of the Legendary Cup who are about to play on behalf of the national server.
But in the same way, I know how unfathomable and terrifying the other opponents of this Legendary Cup are.
It's just that they all planned to go to the stadium together on this day, but they were temporarily sent by No. 1 to the managers and team leaders of various clubs, and they stopped with a light sentence:
"Don't come to watch the fun or something."
"It's time for training, it's time for qualifying."
"An MSI shouldn't make you cringe, but it should also make you more aware of the strength gap between yourself and a really strong opponent."
"so-"
"Take care of yourself."
"Re-energize one by one and make yourself stronger, so strong that you don't need to feel guilty for defeat again and again, so strong that when the sky falls, you can stand up and lift the sky again."
"certainly."
"This time, some of our old guys will help you carry it first."
"Just wait."
…
nine in the morning.
Magic City, the venue for the Legend Cup.
Representative teams from the six major regions were present.
Liu Dao raised his eyes, glanced at the crowd, and twitched the corner of his mouth:
"Tsk."
"It's really... It's rare to see so many familiar old faces, but most of them have come at one time."
No. 3 raised his hand to say hello to the figure headed by the North American team not far away. Over there, Bullet looked back and nodded slightly to the former.
Mohe's eyes were coldly locked on the place where the Korean team assembled, the figure of the previous Korean e-sports emperor was reflected in his pupils, and the faint flames began to burn hot:
"It's really exciting."
The focus of the audience seemed to be destined to only be No. 1 and No. 5 standing side by side, arm in arm.
All eyes were on the two of them.
Or.
Falling on one person.
In those sights, there are complex fears, reverence, hostility, admiration, and more... it seems to be fear.
In the end, several other members of the national service team couldn't help but turn their attention to their temporary captain.
Liu Dao sighed:
"This kind of treatment is really nothing but envy."
Mo He's expressionless face:
"It's true that only he can."
No. 1 nodded happily:
"It is indeed a familiar and intimate feeling."
He turned his head, his eyes swept across the faces in the field, and finally fell on the two led by the Korean team, and laughed:
"Come on then."
"After so many years of rest, today—"
"Move the muscles and bones."