As the saying goes, the onlooker sees the game more clearly than the onlooker.
However, in the current situation, even the onlookers were confused by the final match of the set of 'best-of-five' matches. Needless to say, the onlookers were even more confused.
At the very least, the moment the match ended, the members of Season were completely dumbfounded.
The match was over.
The members were still sitting in their respective seats in the arena, staring blankly at the final statistics displayed on the computer screen in front of them. They were in a daze, unable to accept this outcome.
It was not that they could not accept losing the match.
In the past, they had fought against SSK countless times, but they had never won any of their sets of 'best-of-five' matches. Today, however, was the closest they had ever come to defeating SSK. In the first four matches, they had fought to a 2-2 draw with the world's strongest team, and they were only one step away from creating an unprecedented miracle.
But …
They lost.
Even so, they had already mentally prepared themselves for this outcome.
It was just that they could not accept losing in such a manner.
One had to know that if it had really been a head-on battle at the pinnacle, then regardless of victory or defeat, they would be able to adjust their state of mind to accept any outcome. However, in the final battle, it was not what they had expected at all. They had lost completely and utterly.
They had clearly put in more effort and effort than they had in the fourth match.
They had clearly played the best they had in the past few years, from the lane to the team battle, from the individual play to the team coordination.
But they had lost.
The thing that made them feel the most aggrieved and unbearable was that even at this moment, they were still unable to understand why they had lost.
Their opponent's SSK …
How did they do it?
The other four main players in the other four positions had definitely brought out all of their abilities in the previous matches, and they did not bring out anything stronger in the final match.
As for the leader of the Four Emperors, the world's number one mid laner, the core and soul of SSK, he had only chosen Mechanical Harbinger Victor.
The damage output was higher than in the first match.
However, there weren't any exaggerated extreme one-on-one kills, nor were there any triple-kill or quadruple-kill maneuvers that could deal explosive damage in a mid-stage team battle.
Then …
Based on what?
At this moment, the eyes of the Season team members reddened. Some of them even slumped onto the table in front of them, refusing to get up.
For this set of best-of-five matches, they had put in almost unprecedented effort.
He gritted his teeth and fought with SSK until the last match.
How could this be …
He lost just like that?
But a loss was a loss.
Regardless of whether you accepted it or not, the cruelty of eSports lay in the fact that it did not care about the process and only cared about the results. And the results were already coldly and mercilessly placed in front of them.
Autumn sat in the support seat in front of the computer screen and shook her head. The God of Support, who once again shocked the world in today's best-of-five match, finally looked a little tired.
To put it plainly.
There were no other reasons or excuses.
"I'm not as good as you" could sum it up.
Yes, at this moment, almost everyone, whether it was on or off the stage, was unable to understand or even accept the result of this final match. However, as the World God of Assistance who was ranked second in the Yonkō (Four Emperors) and perhaps the most perceptive and calculative existence in the new generation of professional esports, even if Autumn couldn't completely see the truth after this final match, she had already vaguely understood something more than anyone else.
Something …
Something that made him unable to express his anger at this moment and even made him feel more and more shaken.
The players of both teams walked out of the arena. The players of SSK walked over and hugged and shook hands with their opponents.
After shaking hands with Autumn, Wolf looked at his opponent today, and perhaps the most terrifying opponent he had ever faced in his professional career. For the first time in his career, he spoke with utmost sincerity.
"Thank you for your guidance."
"Compared to you, I'm still lacking a lot."
This was admitting his inferiority.
It was even rarer for Wolf to say something like this.
Especially in today's set of 'best-of-five' matches, Wolf's personal support ability has also been recognized by the world. Even if he wasn't one of the seven kings, the strength he showed was far beyond the ordinary seven kings.
But unfortunately …
In front of Autumn, who also gave her all today, even the top support of the Seven Kings, or even the Seven Kings of the Seven Kings, could only admit defeat.
One of the Four Emperors?
Or … already one of the Four Emperors.
Looking at the support captain of Team Season in front of him, this thought flashed through Wolf's mind. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional for Autumn.
Indeed …
What a pity.
Autumn didn't look happy at Wolf's sincere praise. She seemed to have guessed what Wolf was thinking. She shook her head and smiled faintly.
"But we still lost, didn't we?"
Wolf was speechless.
It wasn't just because he knew that as the winner, no matter what he said to his opponent, it might not be able to comfort her.
It was also because …
In fact, even as a support member of SSK, he still had a hard time explaining the outcome of the final match.
Finally, Autumn came in front of Han Shihao.
The two captains of the world's top teams stood and looked at each other.
Han Shihao took the initiative to extend his hand.
"You played very well."
His tone was as calm as ever, even a little perfunctory. However, only people who were familiar with the world's number one mid would know that these words coming from F's mouth were already extremely high praise. It was a sincere recognition of his opponent in this match.
Autumn didn't say anything.
He just quietly looked at the young man in front of him who was ranked higher than him in the Four Emperors. His gaze was deep and sharp, as if he was trying to completely see through his opponent.
After a while, he abruptly opened his mouth.
"Maybe."
"I guess you should thank me, right?"
It was a sentence that came out of the blue.
Han Shihao paused for a moment, then nodded:
"Yes."
"Thank you."
This kind of thanks was also completely confusing, but it seemed that through this sentence, Autumn confirmed something. The pupils in the eyes of the God of Support subconsciously narrowed slightly, as if they were trembling, then calmed down. When she looked at Han Shihao in front of her again, there was a complicated and emotional look on Autumn's face.
"So …
"Is this what it looks like after taking that step?"
Han Shihao quietened down, as if his thoughts had been stirred up by this question. He recalled the scenes of the final match just now. Finally, the world's number one midlaner, who was the leader of the Four Emperors, showed a smile for the first time ever.
"Although it's still a little short, I think —"
"It should be."
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