It was hard to describe how anxious and torturous the Chinese server had been waiting for the S-Series World Championship Trophy.
Therefore, it was hard to describe how excited and happy the vast majority of Chinese players and netizens were when God- Hand of God broke through all the obstacles and reached the final in this year's S League.
After this year's finals, the officials had released a statistic —
On this morning in London, which was the night of Beijing time in China, there were more than 19 million players watching the live broadcast of the finals on various major live broadcast platforms. The total number of viewers was more than 30 million.
The entire Chinese server was holding their breath.
Tens of millions of players were looking forward to it.
Then, they were overjoyed to see God- Hand of God win the first set of BO5 matches.
Even though they lost the second game, the Chinese players still comforted and encouraged each other, believing that this was just a small setback before Team God picked up the championship trophy.
But —
When the third game ended.
In the Wembley Stadium, the eye-catching and glaring words of SSK's victory appeared on the big screen. When the total score of the set of BO5 matches reached a shocking 1-2.
It was no exaggeration to say that at this moment, the entire Chinese server fell into a momentary silence.
The players were at a loss.
They didn't know what to do.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a cold and familiar chill that slowly climbed to the back of their heads and then spread to their entire body until their hands and feet were cold.
Yes.
It was a very familiar sense of déjà vu.
Because in their LPL region, they seemed to see hope countless times, but in the end, they fell less than three feet away from the Summoner Trophy.
"Every year is the most promising year for the LPL."
These words, full of mockery and darkness, once again appeared in the minds of every Chinese server player and netizen.
But this time, it seemed to make people feel even more powerless and desperate —
Could it be that this year …
Was it the same?
…
Ordinary players and netizens might be depressed, so depressed that they would choose to turn off the livestream page and not watch it anymore.
But as a professional commentator, that was not the case.
At Wembley Stadium, on the China commentary platform, the three official commentators of the Chinese server still had to pull themselves together and try their best to analyze the situation in the most professional and dutiful manner even though they felt as though there was a heavy boulder weighing down on their hearts.
"The nature of this round is actually similar to the second round."
"We still can't say that Team God made any serious mistakes in this match that allowed their opponent to seize an opportunity. Even from an objective standpoint, I believe that Team God has learned a lot from the previous match and has worked hard to perform better."
After saying that in one breath, Mo Sheng took another deep breath and looked at the replay on the big screen. It was the scene of SSK players mercilessly killing off God's heroes one by one.
Mo Sheng's tone turned gloomy.
"But what makes me feel helpless is …"
"SSK did a better job this round than they did in the previous round."
"More perfect."
"And even more invulnerable."
There was a sad expression on Fei Yan's face as she sat by the side. She tried her best to calm her emotions before she forced a smile and took over the conversation.
"That's right."
"We're sorry for God's loss, but we can't help but praise SSK's performance from the bottom of our hearts. In this match, they've displayed the true dominance of a top-tier team. Their overall performance is impeccable."
"It's fair to say that this loss wasn't undeserved. Today, after so many battles in the finals, we finally see SSK return to their peak form."
"This is the real SSK —" Mo Sheng sighed, his tone filled with infinite complexity. "This is … the peak form of the world's strongest."
Yes.
Perhaps before today, SSK's performance in the previous rounds would have given rise to ambitions, thinking that they could take advantage of this tiger's weakness to replace it in one fell swoop.
But when this tiger reawakened and roared in the forest, anyone's hopes … seemed destined to be shattered at this moment.
On the Korean internet, countless players and netizens had begun to celebrate.
Their SSK was back!
The victory of this round was not due to a player's sudden burst of form.
It was not due to the entire stadium, but rather every player in the entire team had stepped forward.
Each of them performed their respective roles, perfectly suppressing their opponent's advantage in terms of positioning.
Finally, when they worked together, they crushed all of their opponent's resistance with ease.
In the A1 VIP room in the stadium.
"SSK is going to win."
The majestic Shield stood in front of the window, giving his verdict as he looked at the big screen.
Ghost, who was sitting in the corner, looked up at J.
"Is this what you call an exciting match?"
"Isn't it … a little bit lacking?"
The previous three matches were indeed exciting enough. Team God's tenacious struggle and SSK's performance after returning to peak condition were enough to make everyone exclaim in admiration and exclaim in satisfaction.
But, if that was all.
But for the few European legends of the previous generation in the private room, it was still not enough.
At least, it was not enough for J's evaluation.
Listening to Ghost's nonchalant questioning, J remained indifferent and did not respond.
OW's hoarse voice sounded again, seemingly unhurried.
"What's the hurry?"
"Let's wait."
As he spoke, OW did not turn around.
The most dangerous Shadow Crow in Europe had his gaze fixed on the arena outside the window. The glint in his eyes grew deeper and more mysterious.
On the China commentary platform, Old Mi, who had been silent since the start of the match, finally spoke after the analysis of his two female partners.
"No."
Old Mi's eyes seemed to be ablaze with fire as he made a firm and resolute judgment.
"There's still hope!"
…
Backstage.
At this time, Team Leader Zhang, the chief of the God club, was giving what was probably the last lecture of the finals to his team members who were resting off the stage.
His voice was low and filled with determination as it reverberated in the small resting area of the backstage.
"You've done very well.
"But I hope you can give it another try.
"Even now, I still don't think we'll lose. I believe you think the same.
"We, God- Hand of God, and even our LPL division have been forced into such a situation countless times. However, no matter how many times we have failed, I still want to stand here today and tell you that I hope that we can break history today and not repeat those heart-wrenching mistakes."
"Please remember that we're carrying the hopes of KG and Quick Water. Remember that behind us is the expectation of the entire national server.
"But please also forget about all of this. In the next round, just give it your all."
"For everyone, but also for yourselves.
"Let's f * cking fight!
"Leave no regrets!"
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