Rise Chapter 2118: I don’t want to lose, I can’t lose.

On the stage, the five main players of the SSK team, under the shooting of countless flash shots, worked together to lift the champion's Summoner trophy.

The applause was deafening again, resounding through the dome of Wembley Stadium.

The dynasty of SSK remains the same.

This year, the major competitions tried to challenge the dignified team of South Korea's hegemon, and once again they all fell into the sand.

Several members of the God team silently stepped off the stage and returned to their back court in the enthusiastic atmosphere of shouting the name of the SSK team.

The club’s coaches, team leaders, and staff greeted us, wanting to hug and clap their shoulders to comfort them, but watched as a few of their team members stopped again, opened their mouths, their mouths full of bitterness and they didn’t know what to say. Up.

The atmosphere is quiet and heavy.

Dawn Morning Star raised his head, his eyes swept across the faces of everyone in front of him, then he slowly bent down and bowed deeply:

"I'm sorry--"

Behind him were four other God players, including Huang Xue Ye Ge, and they all bowed deeply at this moment, and they couldn't afford it for a long time.

Everyone just feels that their eyes are swollen and hot, and their noses are so sour as if tears are about to fall out.

Leader Zhang, the chief of the God club, sniffed fiercely, stepped forward to lift up the morning star, and patted the opponent's shoulder again:

"There is nothing to apologize for."

"You have done a good job. You didn't shame our club or LPL!"

Everyone else nodded vigorously:

"Yes! No shame at all!"

"Apart from us, is there any other team in the world that can push SSK to the point just now?"

"We almost won! Really, this is the most explosive BO5 I have ever seen!"

"God is awesome!"

"All are good!"

Huang Xue Yege raised her head, her eye circles were red, she reached out her hand and wiped her face as if she was about to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice was slightly hoarse:

"Everything knows the truth--"

"But...I'm not reconciled."

The crowd fell silent again.

Yes.

Who can accept such a result willingly?

BO5 reached the final decisive game. The rune mage Ryze, who pressed the trump card in the bottom of the box with one hand, was almost destined to lock in a victory, and the dream of breaking the SSK dynasty was close at hand... But at the last moment, Broken like bubbles.

At this dawn, Morning Star slowly got up. Hearing the words of his teammates, he shook his head and looked in the direction of the several SSK players on the stage holding the cup. The figure of the leader was reflected in his eyes, and he smiled bitterly. One cry:

"It's useless to be unwilling."

"The last game, the gap... is too big."

Just like what the SSK mid-single captain who walked in front of him said to him when the two teams shook hands on the stage just now--

It might have been a little bit worse.

But after the fifth game, this "a little bit" is already a difference between heaven and earth.

At this time, the number one and several people also came over, Dawn Morning Star looked at him, and bowed slowly again:

"Senior."

"I let you down."

Number One looked at the dawn and morning star in front of him, and shook his head:

"No need to apologize."

"Today you played well, neither lose nor lose."

"It's just—"

Speaking of here, No.1 also paused, with a rare expression of exclamation:

"It's someone... it's better to win than you."

……

After winning the cup, the SSK team members stepped down to the cheers of the audience.

Back in the backcourt, other coaches and staff of the SSK club came up ecstatically and hugged and celebrated with their team members.

In an atmosphere of joy, Han Shihao turned his head and looked at a corner.

The young chief supervisor of the club is still lazily leaning against the wall:

"Good job."

"The ones who came down were a bit late. Your Excellency Dojae and Senior M had left beforehand, but don't worry, I have already asked them for your work on your behalf--"

Speaking, Park Canlie stopped for a while, raised his eyes to look at Han Shihao, the corners of his mouth curled up:

"It seems that Goddess of Luck is really on your side."

"The last scene..."

"You won the bet, what do you think now?"

Han Shihao looked at Park Chanyeol in front of him and spoke calmly:

"I want to understand."

Huh?

The young chief supervisor of the club raised his eyebrows slightly and made a gesture of listening.

"I am different from you."

Han Shihao shook his head unexpectedly:

"What you pursue is the fresh excitement brought about by constant challenges. Once you have achieved achievements, you will no longer be interested, and you will always only focus on those things that can bring you freshness."

Park Chanyeol squinted his eyes: "Oh, so what?"

Han Shihao calmly and Park Chanyeol look at each other:

"So, you may be a great coach and supervisor, but not a qualified professional e-sports player."

"You don't care about the outcome of one or two games."

"I don't even care about the world championship trophies I have already won and compete for more."

"But I am not."

Han Shihao fixedly looked at Park Canyeol, but there seemed to be a faint burning flame in his calm tone:

"I care."

"The championship trophies I have won, I still want this one this year, the next one next year, and the next next year after the next year."

"As long as I participate in the competition, I don't want to lose."

"No matter how big or small, all victories..."

"I want it all."

……

On the backcourt where everyone in the God club is located, players and coaches are already quietly packing things up.

Looking towards the front of the stage, we can see that the audience in the audience has also gradually got up to leave.

This year’s World Finals...

The curtain finally came to an end.

After the annual top-level carnival feast, the heat in the venue gradually dissipated. Compared with the frenetic and hot atmosphere not long ago, it gradually showed a sense of desertion.

Especially in the eyes of the loser.

Chu Fangnan came to No.1 and the others and spoke with a heavy tone:

"The domestic side... has received the news from here."

"So now, there is no more leeway."

The number one is silent.

Naturally, they have already understood this situation a long time ago, but now that the reality is set in front of them, it still feels uncomfortable for a while.

Number Three waved his hand a little irritably:

"Really...just a little bit of luck~IndoMTL.com~No.4 helped his glasses and smiled bitterly:

"People have a little bit more luck than us."

Chu Fangnan looked at No.1, who stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, revealing a rare trace of fatigue:

"In this way... the form is clear."

"Leave aside the previous flukes and expectations, from now on--"

"We can't lose every battle."

*********************************************** *********************************

The update is sent, and two changes are finally completed. The volume will end tomorrow and enter the final volume.

　　 Please remember the domain name of the book’s first publication:. 4Fiction Network Mobile Edition Reading URL: