Rise Chapter 150: Luck

Out of the competition venue.

Come to the side of the road and stop the car.

Get in the car and report the address of the destination to the driver's master. The taxi slowly starts to move forward. Mu Qiu sitting in the back seat stretches out his hand and rubs his eyebrows.

Win a single game.

I have secured three wins here, and the next round of advancement is basically stable.

Actually, he doesn’t seem to need to be so anxious, because if it’s based on the information he found earlier, his former partner’s team now has at least one or two games to play, even if it’s over until the evening, It should be too late.

It's just that he can't wait for himself.

When he saw the scene in the official OB live broadcast room with a flash of live footage, and saw the former friend who hadn't seen him for almost a year or two, he actually couldn't sit still.

At that time, I wished to rush directly to the opponent's stadium for the first time.

Fortunately, he still controlled himself, and finally remembered that his team still had a few games to play.

So--

He only made a decision, and he himself played in the third game in the afternoon.

And... it was won as soon as possible.

Sun Zheng's guess was not wrong. Even the auxiliary Thresh in the game just didn't show his true 100% strength state.

Because in the process of playing this game, he was actually thinking about what to say after meeting the former partner again, and why the other party would actually participate in this trial.

Full of thoughts and thoughts.

It's a little absent-minded to play.

But even in this way, even if it is absent-minded, the state level that can be played is already much more serious than in the previous preliminary rounds.

It is precisely because of this that the spectators in the stadium just saw a terrifying soul lock warden.

Extend the offensive to the extreme support.

In fact, it was indeed only in the game just now that he really showed a bit of his playing style that was once the best in the world professional arena.

Too hard to breathe.

Fire-like offensive aggression.

Every step of the move seems to be offensive.

As long as the opponent has even a slight flaw, it will instantly become a deadly opportunity in his eyes, and after the superior snowball is rolled at an extremely fast speed, it is even more unreasonable——

Regardless of whether you have any flaws, whether you have been beaten up and down, only dare to defend under the tower, even whether you desperately call other teammates to come over.

k support.

My offensive rhythm has always remained the same, even more aggressive.

The perfect combination of operation and consciousness, with the ultimate offensive attribute, is the signature feature of the once national service and even the world's most aggressive auxiliary "Qiu".

Phoe, also a veteran of S1 at the time, as the No. 1 French King in Europe

ix is ​​one of the few with Muqiu and Autumn

Professional players who have played against each other.

And once with Autumn

In private chats, Phoe

ix once said something like this to the **** of assistance in the world today:

"You are indeed the strongest support in the world these two years."

"I think even SSK's Cube is worse than you."

"Because his style is very similar to yours, and in this field of style, there should be no second person in the world who is stronger than you."

"But—"

"In the S1 season, I met another supporter. His style of play is very different from yours, and maybe even among all the top professional supporters in the world, there is no second one like him. Style."

"I can't judge which of these two auxiliary styles is better, nor can I judge who is stronger between you and him."

"But if one day, the two of you can actually fight against each other..."

"I think it will be the peak duel of the world's two strongest supporters."

"The one who can win that matchup."

"Only qualified to be called the true auxiliary god."

……

Mu Qiu has never cared about the title of "Assistant God".

Perhaps I occasionally heard of the North American Seaso before

Autum, the team’s four-emperor-level auxiliary

When he was famous, he also had a few flashes in his mind, thinking about what it would be like if he played against the opponent.

But this does not mean that he is eager to compete with the opponent for the title of the auxiliary god.

In his opinion, this kind of thing is too nonsense.

He is a support, so he knows better that the title of God of Support is not actually the highest reward for a good support.

Because the support is not an individual that can be taken out alone.

It's not like the singles in the top lane.

The value of assistance has never lie in your own dazzling dazzlingness, but in the tacit understanding with your ADC partner, and whether you can help your ADC partner to perform to the highest level as an auxiliary.

So.

He doesn't think there is a so-called auxiliary god.

What he recognizes is the existence of the concept of the strongest bot lane combination.

For this reason, he can praise and admire the second of the four emperors, Autumn

's personal ability, but I never feel envious-the other party can be called the **** of support, in fact, it also shows that the other party lacks a truly tacit ADC companion, so he can only rely on his own support to force ca

y.

Autum

No.

But he has.

At least, once he had.

And now he is on the way to find his former partner and partner.

……

Taxi arrived at the destination.

Mu Qiu got out of the car at checkout, and hurriedly walked into another venue in the Xiamen City Division.

Coming into the hall of the stadium, it is also a lively and noisy scene. Many teams are now continuing to play against each other. From time to time, you can hear the low commotion and applause from the surrounding crowd.

Mu Qiu walked through the crowd.

Continuously look around and find.

But he never saw the familiar figure of his partner.

Finally, he chose to ask a member of a certain team in the arena, and when he heard the name of the "peak team", the team members were a little confused at first:

"The Pinnacle Team?"

"Who is it?"

Then the other teammates next to him think of it first, reminding:

"It seems to be the team full of junior high school children, right?"

So the first player suddenly slapped his forehead:

"Oh oh yes!"

"The pinnacle team, you know, they just finished the two games in the afternoon, and the rest of the game should be at night. Maybe it's going to eat first."

Then the team member showed a look of sympathy and pity on his face:

"The level is indeed quite good, especially for children of this age, which is amazing."

"It's a pity..."

"Luck is really a bit bad~IndoMTL.com~ Mu Qiu was startled:

"Luck?"

At the same time, in a small restaurant not far from the stadium.

At the table sat Zhou Mo, Zhang Xin, Lin Ziyang, and several other members of the pinnacle team.

The food is already on the table, hot with a coveted aroma.

But the atmosphere on the table is extremely depressing and heavy.

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The update was sent, and the overtime work was basically over, but I was too happy to go home and overslept. . .

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