Rise Chapter 237: Do you want one now?

The four groups of the Magic City quarterfinals are all in the BO5 format, and the first group of games is a decisive victory against Mei Lan.

It was supposed to be the finale, but now it has been ranked first.

Similarly, as the game enters the final round of the division, not only the competition system has been adjusted and changed, but the venues for the competition have also been upgraded accordingly.

The venue where the eight participating teams are currently located is a formal e-sports arena.

There have been many regular events of LSPL and even LPL before.

There are nearly 800 seats in the stadium, enough to accommodate the players and spectators who came to watch the game. Among the spectators here this morning, almost half of them were wearing cheer T-shirts with a unified logo, holding light signs and The light sticks were sitting in the back row of the audience and waving enthusiastically:

"Fengfeng, come on!"

"Sugar, come on!"

"Decisive victory must win! Decisive victory must win!"

When everyone first entered the arena, there was a mess in the arena, but I haven't noticed it yet. Now everyone is sitting down, and people are shocked to discover that the size of the support team of this decisive team is actually so large——

There should be at least one hundred people...

A little-known rookie team, has so many fans?

Invisibly, the other team members on the scene could not help but improve their impression evaluation of the winning team again——

This team...

Really extraordinary!

At the same time, the players of the Jiutian and TO teams have also been seated in the front row of the audience. Mohe and Asuka, who are the heads of the two clubs, are sitting on the side. Asuka can't help but whisper to his old friends. Communication:

"I said, do you also think Meilan will hang today?"

"Want me to see... three to two?"

For Asuka, this kind of evaluation is already a very objective and rational judgment. It didn't save much face to the team of old friends at all, and it also gave enough attention to the decisive team.

But here in Mohe, the top person in charge of the nine-day team club still shook his head lightly:

"Three to one."

"Even, maybe three to zero."

Asuka couldn't help taking a breath: "So cruel?"

Mohe looked towards the direction of the arena, and his expression remained indifferent:

"Don't forget, this is the team brought out by guy 001."

It seems that only one sentence like this is needed to explain everything like a panacea.

It sounds a bit unreasonable.

But the two of you here are very clear that in the world professional e-sports circle of that era, this sentence is almost an axiom recognized by everyone.

"I seem to hear someone mention me behind your back?"

Laughter came from behind the two.

Mohe and Feiniao turned their heads to look, and what they saw was the relaxed smiling face of No.1.

Asuka couldn't help but roll his eyes: "It's fascinating, can you say hello well—"

Mohe glanced at Number One lightly:

"Why, don't worry about your apprentice, do you make a special trip to watch the game?"

Number One shrugged at hearing:

"What's so uneasy about this. Anyway, in a three-to-zero game, I'm afraid that the guy in Liudao will be in a bad mood when he loses later, so I think about coming to comfort me-if he becomes angry, you two remember to stop me. One stop."

In a natural tone, what was said makes people ticklish and want to beat someone up.

Asuka had this plan, gearing up and preparing to do it, but was forced to stop because of another beautiful face that appeared next to No.1:

"Xiao Wu?"

Number 5, who came here with her fiancé, took Number One’s arm and smiled at the two former old friends in front of him:

"Two people, it's been a long time."

Not only the ladies were present, but also the only goddess recognized in the gaming circle of the previous generations. Even as rivals in the past, but also admirers and old friends, Mohe and Asuka both got up from their seats and faced each other. Nodded slightly to greet him at number five.

The young players from the Jiutian and TO teams next to them watched this scene with their eyes wide open, their mouths opened into an O shape, and they were beyond surprise--

Before this...

They have never seen their boss treat others with such a solemn attitude.

Who are these two sacred?

Number One's gaze turned to Team Nine Days, and noticed one of the young players with a bit of flying spirit between his eyebrows. He raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed:

"This is?"

Mohe nodded and glanced at his own young team member. The latter came over with comprehension, and respectfully nodded hello to No.1 and No.5.

"Zhang Ke, ID is K, our mid laner for nine days."

Mohe just briefly introduced the core trump card of his own team in this way.

Number One smiled and stretched out his hand and shook hands with the young team member:

"Little K, right?"

"I heard your boss mentioned that the top fifteen Hanbok kings, the top students in the youth training, are very good--"

I can get such compliments from the mouthpiece. If you change to God, Hayami, or KG players, you will have been flattered and excited. And the young midlaner of the nine-day team called Zhang Ke would also be polite and thank you. But there was something for granted in his expression.

Even, when he heard the address No.1 addressed to himself, the young team member looked up at No.1 and corrected:

"Not the top fifteen, now it is in the top ten."

"In addition, if possible, seniors call me K."

"There is no need to add'small' characters."

One sentence.

The atmosphere in the room became quiet for a moment.

Number one raised her eyebrows slightly, and number five next to him smiled and looked at the young man who is about less than twenty years old, while Mohe frowned and looked at his teammates. , With a bit of anger and majesty.

It seems that it was being watched by Mohe's gaze, which caused the momentum of the young mid-single member of the nine-day team to stagnate a little, and finally did not continue to speak, but still had a somewhat unwilling look on his face.

The one who didn't care about this laughed:

"Just called—K—is it?"

"Yes, very ambitious. Before you were qualified to be called this, you are already considered the top legend in this circle."

Indeed.

I can't say whether it is a rule, but there are indeed traces to follow in the professional gaming circles of the two generations.

F from Lee Dojae to Han Shihao.

Is better than Autum, the world’s auxiliary **** now

M of the previous generation.

And the J from the previous generation in Europe.

Everyone is a strong person at the top of the pyramid.

No. One looked at the young man in front of him who corrected his calling method, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly:

"So, do you want to be the next one."

Mohe looked at his own single player coldly:

"Zhang Ke."

Calling him by his first name~IndoMTL.com~ The tone of voice has already brought a severe reprimand.

At this moment, Zhang Ke seemed to turn a deaf ear to the reprimand of his general manager, and stubbornly met No.1's gaze:

"Of course."

"I am no worse than anyone."

Proud and confident in his expression:

"As long as I am given a chance, that Han Shihao won't be able to sit for long in the world's No. 1 mid laner position."

Until this sentence.

Finally, the whole room fell silent.

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