Amidst the deafening cheers and applause from the entire Wembley Stadium, several Western commentators on the official commentary platform wiped the sweat off their foreheads, and their faces showed a look of relief.
"Everyone … what do you think?"
"It's okay. When God- Hand of God won the first match, I was worried about SSK's condition today. If God had won two consecutive matches, our defending champion team would be in real danger."
"Haha, it turns out that my worries were unnecessary. SSK did not disappoint us today. They are still the strongest team in the world."
"A 1-1 draw. This is the rhythm of the world finals!"
"SSK has finally bared their fangs. Now … it's time to see how our God- Hand of God will react!"
The Western commentators were not concerned about their own standpoints. They were just here to watch the show. They hoped that this set of best-of-five matches would be as exciting and exciting as possible.
In comparison, the atmosphere on the China commentary platform was much more somber.
"This round —"
Fei Yan carefully chose her words before she spoke slowly.
"Indeed, SSK did better in all aspects."
"They won back everything they lost in the last round."
Mo Sheng had a serious expression on his face as he nodded his head. "Yes. Furthermore, we can't say that Team God made any mistakes in this match. We weren't caught off guard by our opponents. We were completely … suppressed by our opponents in all aspects."
"Mafa and Wolf's teamwork in the top lane was done beautifully."
Old Mi was silent for a long time. His expression was complicated. In the end, he sighed.
"I didn't expect to lose this round in such a way."
"I can only say that SSK is indeed SSK."
Yes.
It was not that people did not expect SSK to organize a counterattack after losing the first match, nor did they expect SSK to win the second match to even the score.
It was just that no one expected SSK to win the second match in such a way.
Due to their loss in the first round, everyone thought that SSK would learn from their experience and focus more of their firepower on the bottom lane, but when the second round started, SSK still chose to use the same strategy as the first round.
Please help me.
I'll let you help me.
I was still determined to catch it.
However, compared to the first round, the purple team God's top laner Troll was unable to withstand the pressure from Mafa's jungler Li Qing.
In the early stages of the game, they lost a single HP in the first four minutes of the game, and their kill was taken by Wolf's top-solo Blademaster.
Six minutes later, the troll made a mistake and miscalculated the opponent's level and experience. This allowed Wolf's Peerless Swordmistress to seize the opportunity to complete a tower solo kill.
Then, the road collapsed.
In nine minutes, a blood tower was destroyed.
At the same time, on the bottom lane, Barren Snow Nightsong's ADC, Policewoman, still didn't have any pressure from the opponent's jungler.
However, it was difficult for them to gain any advantage against SSK's bottom lane duo.
Around eight minutes into the match, God's anxious bottom lane duo called for their jungler due to their disadvantage in the top lane. They couldn't help but do a 3v2 tower raid.
However, it gave the blue team a perfect opportunity for Cube to assist Ox-Head.
"Crossing Ox-Head's tower … Unwise."
The China commentator, Old Mi, shook his head and sighed.
Although they managed to kill off the opposing ADC, Obama, they also lost two of Team God's AD junglers.
2 for 1.
Ray's ADC, Obama, managed to get a double kill before dying.
It was a direct attack.
"Of course, that's not all."
The Western commentators on the official commentary platform had also mentioned this. However, because the LPL had been competing against the LCK for many years, the official LPL commentator, Old Mi, had a much more thorough understanding of SSK than his Western counterparts.
"There's another key factor —"
"This round, Morning Star's Dragon King wasn't able to suppress F's Victor."
Lin Feng nodded when he heard Old Mi's analysis.
"Brother Mi is right."
…
Han Shihao, the captain of SSK's midlaner, had used Pioneer Victor for two consecutive rounds.
This was the hero that the world's number one midlaner had used the most in this season's finals, to the point that those who knew Han Shihao well could not help but stare at him in awe.
The outside world had been criticizing Han Shihao's performance in this season's finals, especially the hero that the world's number one midlaner, the leader of the Four Emperors, had chosen to use in the finals.
Even if you're the world's number one midlaner, you shouldn't have let your temper get the better of you.
You're best at controlling heroes in the mid lane that can suppress the lane, yet you chose a hero that can farm and grow. Isn't that a waste of your strength and ability?
Especially when you've taken Victor, you don't seem to bring any benefits to the team.
Sometimes, your presence isn't even as good as your own team's ability to provide control and support.
Team God's victory in the first match had solidified everyone's belief that something was wrong with Han Shihao.
But —
The second round.
The same Mechanical Forerunner Victor.
It was still under Han Shihao's control, but there seemed to be a silent change.
5/0/11。
This was Victor's final score. Although the MVP of this match was still awarded to Mafa's jungling blind monk, anyone who paid close attention would notice that when the score was displayed on the big screen, the total damage dealt by the Mechanical Pioneer in the blue square had reached 24,500.
Second in the entire game.
Compared to Obama, the ADC with the highest damage output in the entire game, Victor was only a thousand damage behind.
From the looks of it, Victor didn't seem to have any outstanding solo kills. Even in team fights, he didn't seem to have a perfect CA.
y。
However, under Han Shihao's control, the Mechanical Pioneer had dealt more than one-third of the damage to the entire SSK lineup.
Ceng Rui's expression changed.
"Could it be that F has —"
Lin Feng shook his head.
"Not yet."
However, before Ceng Rui could heave a sigh of relief, An Xin had already whispered to him.
"But even if F has returned to his normal form, he's still enough to pose a threat to Team God."
The five members of Team God walked back to the backstage area.
This time, the team leaders and coaches walked up to greet them, but the atmosphere wasn't as relaxed as when they had won the first round.
Lin Feng looked at Morning Star.
"How is it?"
Morning Star took a deep breath.
"Not bad."
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