Just as Anxin had said, the finals were being held in Europe, not China. At least in terms of the standard of the venue, it wasn't going to be completely satisfactory.
If the S6 Group Finals were held in China …
Even if it was the group stage.
It was definitely a stadium that could hold at least six thousand people.
It wasn't that there was a difference in the degree of importance. It was purely because there were just too many League of Legends players in China. Their enthusiasm for the annual S Series World Finals was off the charts. Just think about it, an ordinary LPL regular season could already attract one to two thousand viewers. Any cup could also fill up a medium-sized stadium. In that case, a tournament like the S6 Group Stage …
Six thousand tickets could be sold out in minutes.
They might not even be able to get a ticket.
Of course, it was different in Europe. European players were just as passionate about the S Series Finals, but they were a bit more rational. Maybe there would be more enthusiasm in the semifinals, but the group stage wasn't that crazy.
A venue with a capacity of one to two thousand people was more than enough.
"But it's also because professional esports is just starting to take off in China." Ceng Rui, who was walking next to Lin Feng and An Xin, commented, "It's always good to see things that are new and interesting. It's always good to see something new."
Lin Feng nodded in agreement.
"Yes, but we still have to win enough glory in this new field —"
"If you're always suppressed, your enthusiasm will die down."
Indeed.
If one were to use football as a comparison, it could also be considered as an example. To this day, the number of football fans in the country definitely far exceeded that of esports players. They could stay up late to watch the various Champions League and World Cups, but they had long lost confidence and hope in their own national football team. They could not even see their own team on the football field. There was nowhere to send their enthusiasm and cheers.
It was embarrassing to think about it, but more than that, it was a complicated feeling.
Fortunately …
Esports wasn't that bad.
"But it's too dangerous."
Ceng Rui shook his head. "From the start of S1 until now, the best result we've ever had was second place, and that's only happened twice. The last time … after we made it to the finals, we knew we had no hope of winning. "
She was talking about God- Hand of God.
In Season S4, it was due to good luck in the drawing of lots and the leadership of the strong mid laner, Morning Star, that the team made it all the way to the finals. However, in the end, they met Korea's SSK.
They were beaten 3-0.
Slaughtered.
Those three matches were like years of torment to countless players of League of Legends at the time. Many of them had even turned off the webpage halfway through the livestream, unwilling to continue watching any further.
Getting the runner-up in the world championship did not make the Chinese people feel much joy at that time, because the final set of best-of-five finals was so tragic that people had no way to give birth to even the slightest hope for the championship trophy — or rather, it was directly strangled and crushed before they could have a chance to give birth to it.
In comparison …
"In the truest sense, the best result the national server has ever achieved is S1," Ceng Rui said, glancing at Lin Feng again.
Indeed.
Although it was the same World Championship Trophy, the World Championship Trophy won by a certain someone in Season S1 was definitely much more valuable than Team God's World Championship Trophy.
That was also the earliest, and perhaps even the only time, that the entire Chinese Esports server saw the hope of winning the World Championship.
BO5。
They played all five matches.
It wasn't like God Squad in Season S4, where they were crushed by their opponents with a score of three to zero. Instead, they had fought for a full five matches, and every single match had reached its climax.
Not until the last match, not until the last wave of the team battle in the last match, not until the very last moment …
It was hard to tell who would win.
Perhaps many players of the new server had never come into contact with the S1 era. The fact that they had won the World Championship Trophy in the S1 season had gradually been forgotten by the public.
However, for the veteran players who had been playing League of Legends since the very beginning, they would never forget the final set of best-of-five matches that had taken place in the past.
Of course.
Even now, the heavy regret from back then could not be quelled even after a long time.
Lin Feng rubbed his nose.
"Oh, it's alright."
"But it's just a runner-up. It doesn't matter how valuable it is. It's still a runner-up."
It was a pretty straightforward self-evaluation.
But it also revealed a rather realistic truth.
Just like how the world knew that the first person to set foot on the surface of the moon was astronaut Armstrong, very few people remembered who was the second person to come down after him.
Everyone in the esports circle still remembered that F- Han Shihao had won the world championship trophy in the S1 season, but as for the Chinese team that had just missed out on the championship trophy … Very few people remembered it.
But Lin Feng didn't think much of it. In other words, any aspiring professional esports player should have the same understanding and philosophy.
Other than the championship, nothing else mattered.
They could never be satisfied with second, third, second or third place.
What they wanted …
Was always first.
"It's about time we had a champion." Ceng Rui sighed.
Previously, he had already mentioned that although the domestic eSports scene was just starting to take off, there were still some signs of danger. This was because for a whole six years, countless players had also harbored hope for a whole six years, but until now, they had never seen the professional teams standing on the highest podium in the world's highest competition.
Passion would gradually wear away.
Six years had almost reached a critical point in time.
"If we don't get it this year …" Ceng Rui looked at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng shook his head.
"It'll probably be very difficult."
An Xin chimed in, "Then … next year might really be the last year."
The atmosphere was a little quiet.
The topic seemed to have reached a somewhat heavy point.
In the end, it was Lin Feng who shook his head. "Sigh, let's not talk about these dampeners. We don't know for sure this year. There are still many things to look forward to. Ah Xing broke through at the last minute, Quick Water's shadow puppet and Old Shi are in good form, and as for King … Fatty has always been a competitive player.
Ceng Rui nodded in agreement.
"Yes."
"This year's three teams … are in really much better condition than in previous years."
"If I have to say, the hope is definitely higher than in previous years!"
However, even though that was what they said.
But the atmosphere between them still seemed a little insincere.
Some things …
In fact, before the start, they could already vaguely see the results.
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