Rise Chapter 294: Continue the miracle

There are a total of 16 groups of matches in the 32nd round.

The schedule is divided into two days, eight groups each day, four groups each in the morning and afternoon, and each group of BO3 will be held simultaneously.

Actually, it is reasonable to say that it can be adjusted more loosely, but it seems that as time goes by, neither the telecom association nor the organizer has any plans to relax the schedule. On the contrary, it is more like more and more intensive and quicker—

It's like, I can't wait to quickly finalize all the schedules in one breath, and determine the final LSPL promotion quota.

Most people are still a little puzzled.

But the few people who have vaguely understood some of the truth and inside information, from the atmosphere of such an increasingly urgent schedule, feel the atmosphere of the approaching wind and rain.

Yes.

No matter how grand this LSPL trials are.

But everything...

All are just the beginning of the upcoming new season.

The real battle--

It is slowly approaching from the far side of the sky carrying thunderclouds and wind and rain.

The next morning after the draw was over, the 32nd round was officially opened.

This morning, there were four BO3 matches with a total of eight teams, including the Xuanhuang team and the Xiacheng decisive team.

When I learned the timetable for the group battle the night before, the mid laner of the King’s Landing team was very interested in sending someone a WeChat inquiry:

"Hey, your old adversary will start doing it tomorrow morning--"

"Come and see?"

What I got is Lin Feng’s negative answer:

"No need."

Said it is not needed, or it actually means "not needed".

The Overlord on WeChat didn't get too entangled. He said "Don't look at me, I will report first-hand on-site intelligence to you" and did not continue to chat.

Lin Feng, who left WeChat, puts away his mobile phone, and the other teammates of the Magic City Decisive Team next to him are looking at the former:

"Really not going?"

Zeng Rui tentatively asked such a sentence.

Lin Feng smiled and looked calm:

"It makes no difference whether you go or not."

"If you win, you will win."

Li Shiyi next to him nodded slowly:

"Will win."

There seemed to be a little more certainty in the tone.

Lin Feng turned to look at his jungler partner, raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little inquiring about the former's attitude, but did not ask much, but he nodded too:

"Well, of course."

……

The next morning, the two sets of BO3 in the first round started at 8:30.

At around ten o'clock, the first two groups of games ended, and the two top 16 places were decided first.

Follow again...

It is the turn of the latter two groups.

Xuanhuang and Xiacheng's BO3, which won the final match, is in this column.

The off-field audience is still full of spectators. Most of them are ordinary players, and the other half are other top 32 teams. At this point in the schedule, most people have noticed that this team is from Xiamen City. The teams in the division——

Even if the original strength on paper is weaker, you can reach the top thirty-two, there must be something that cannot be underestimated.

Of course, anyway...

The Xiacheng decisive team's luck was really bad, but this round encountered one of the toughest hard ideas. It is probably difficult to go further.

"After all, the opponent is Xuanhuang——"

"I feel that they have the strength to enter the quarterfinals."

"Team attributes and style of play are just restrained, right?"

"On the one hand, it is strong on the middle field, and on the other hand, it is driven by one thigh on the lower road... It seems that the former is more stable."

There are such conversations in the crowd.

Also sitting in the audience, several members of the King’s Landing team are also discussing.

Yu Ping glanced at his mid-laner next to him:

"What do you think?"

The overlord waved his hand with a grin: "No matter what his strength on paper, anyway, I think this Xiamen City has a decisive victory!"

Yu Ping frowned: "Reason?"

According to his analysis, this time the two teams met, the odds of winning in Xiamen City were even less than 20%.

The overlord laughed and said, "There is no reason! What I really want to say... Oh, I am qualified to be the enemy of Lin Feng, I must have a few more shots!"

Yu Ping was taken aback when he heard it, and shook his head with a wry smile:

"What this said..."

Indeed.

It's not a "good" reason at all.

At the same time, on the field, the two teams that are about to meet have come to the arena and are ready to take their seats.

The captain of the Xuanhuang team focused on the Xiacheng decisive team, looked at Muqiu, and smiled confidently and calmly:

"I have watched all your previous games."

"Your bottom lane is indeed very strong—to be precise, your ADC is indeed very strong."

Mu Qiu nodded calmly:

"Thank you."

The captain of the Xuanhuang team turned away:

"But—"

"Your luck is indeed not so good. If you encounter a team that is not our Xuanhuang style, you may be able to go further."

The words are straightforward, but they are polite enough, because this view is actually the same among most spectators in the audience at this moment.

The expression on Mu Qiu's face is noncommittal:

"Try it."

"Maybe there is a miracle."

Unexpectedly, he would get such a response. Captain Xuanhuang was stunned and laughed again:

"Really."

"It's not a coincidence. In our Xuanhuang game, miracles are generally not easy to happen."

……

So a miracle happened.

Destined to shake an entire stadium once again.

BO3, play three games.

Finally, the blue "victory" emblem pattern appeared in the big screen of the LCD on the stage.

In the last round, Xiamen City's decisive team was in the blue side.

2 to 1.

Beat the No. 1 seed in Guizhou Division and win the top 16 spot.

Three games, with an average time of 35 minutes per game, and the last game reached the 38th minute of the late game, almost all players were dressed in magic.

It was still three games, and Xiamen City defeated the ADC of the team and changed the hero three times in a row——

Vayne.

Mom the wheel.

Holy Gun Ranger.

The three kills averaged 13 heads per game.

The record data of the Paladins in the last sentence reached 15/7/8.

Just looking at the KDA data is shocking, as if I can catch a glimpse of the **** figure of Lucian holding double guns in his hands.

He defeated the strong with the weak against the sky, the unexpected comeback of the Jedi.

The No. 1 seed in Guizhou, as the losing side, had no idea that it would end like this in the end. The captain of the Xuanhuang team, who had just released the confident declaration "There will be no miracles", looked dull and petrified.

There was an unbelievable shock and shock in the audience~IndoMTL.com~ like the tide, the sound became more and more boiling.

The mid laner of the King’s Landing team almost jumped up from his seat:

"Damn!"

"Awesome!!!"

In the next second, he suddenly turned his head to look at his jungler teammate Yu Ping, his eyes gleaming:

"Hey, can't we figure out how to get this guy?"

"Come to do AD for us..."

"I feel that we can directly enter the World Championship!"

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The update is on. Recently, the weather seems to have turned cold again. . . Thanks to bringing down jackets, everyone also pays attention to keeping warm.