How to beat a SSK team in peak condition?
This question had been on the minds of every professional team in the world for the past few years.
But even now, they still couldn't find a solution.
The atmosphere in the backstage area was quiet.
Only the low voice of Team Leader Zhang from the God Club seemed to echo faintly in everyone's ears.
Several of God's main members closed their eyes as they leaned against the wall behind them to rest and recuperate. They did not respond to their leader's lecture. Firstly, they needed to seize every second they had to rest and recover their stamina. Secondly, at this point in time … there was no point in saying anything more.
They understood everything.
They also knew what they were burdened with and what they longed for.
So.
There was no need for words.
They just had to fight.
When the break was over, the God members opened their eyes at the same time. They looked at each other, put their hands on each other's shoulders, and walked back to the stage.
Their figures were silent and solemn, and they carried a sense of determination.
Before leaving, Morning Star walked past Lin Feng and handed him the Gopher. Lin Feng looked at Morning Star and said, "What are you waiting for?
"Don't forget."
This was another reminder.
Morning Star smiled and patted Lin Feng's shoulder. Then, he followed his teammates and went up the stage.
Ceng Rui walked to Lin Feng's side, his face full of worry as he looked at the backs of the God members. "It's a match of life and death."
The other members of God Club's second team and substitutes were all extremely nervous as they whispered to each other.
"Will the captain and the others be fine?"
"After these two games … it feels like their momentum has been broken."
"They really have to withstand the pressure."
Yes.
At this juncture in the 'best-of-five' finals, it was almost a double test of stamina and mental quality. Being forced into the match point by the opponent in two consecutive games, this kind of situation would almost make a calm professional player tense up and panic. Then, it would lead to an error in their performance on the field, and finally, they would be completely defeated.
"Don't worry."
Lin Feng shook his head.
"When it comes to dealing with pressure … there's no one better than Ah Xing in the entire LPL."
"And —"
Before he could finish his sentence, he stopped.
Lin Feng lowered his head and looked at the Hamster game console he had received from Morning Star. On the screen was a Nightmare Mode challenge that had just ended. The final score of the challenge was displayed in the center of the screen.
8 minutes 59 seconds.
…
As the ten players of God- Hand of God and SSK took their seats in the arena, the atmosphere in the live audience was once again noisy.
The audience couldn't help but sit up straight subconsciously and stare at the big LCD screen on the stage.
The fourth round!
Perhaps … this would be the last one.
After two consecutive rounds, SSK had forced God- Hand of God into a desperate situation. If God could not find a way to deal with SSK in this round, then the World Championship would be won by SSK again!
As for Team God, now that they were forced into a corner, perhaps it was time for them to bring out their trump card.
"Team God must have their own trump card."
On the official commentary platform, several European and American commentators were discussing with each other. They were quite certain of their judgment.
"Of course, we don't know what this trump card is yet, but there's no doubt that God- Hand of God is well prepared for today's match."
"Quick, take out your trump card and let us see it! If you don't show it now, it might be too late. "
"Is this a brand new lineup? Or is it a hero choice that we didn't expect? Oh, I can't help but look forward to it! "
"But then again, objectively speaking, I don't think God's trump card will be effective."
"You and I share the same opinion. After all, SSK's performance in the last two matches was just too amazing."
At the same time, on the China commentary platform.
Mo Sheng, Fei Yan, and Old Mi looked at each other. They knew more about the situation than their Western counterparts, and they knew that God- Hand of God did have a trump card up their sleeve.
But even so, the three official commentators still had a faint worry in their hearts —
This trump card …
Would it work?
Mo Sheng took a deep breath.
"Let's wait and see."
"Once God's lineup is revealed, we should be able to confirm it."
Offstage, backstage area.
"It's time to bring out Ryze," Ceng Rui murmured. "A Ryze mid should be enough to secure a win."
The coaches and analysts of God were also discussing the match with a serious expression.
"Ryze is in Ah Xing's hands. There should be no problem."
"It's up to Xing now."
"There's no time to hide. If they can't win this match, they can forget about the final match."
"If they win, they can tie the score. Let's fight to the death in the fifth match."
An Xin was already standing beside Lin Feng. She looked at the big screen on the stage.
"What do you think will happen this time?"
Lin Feng rubbed his nose.
"It's hard to say."
"But it won't be easy for SSK to win."
…
On the stage, God- Hand of God and SSK had begun their Ba under the leadership of their respective coaches.
Pick.
Six heroes were sent to the Ba.
Player list.
Blue and Purple's top three heroes had also been confirmed.
What was noticeable was that on the third floor, SSK had once again helped their mid laner captain pick Mechanical Pioneer Victor. This caused a small commotion in the stadium.
It was Victor again!
"Oh my god, this is the fourth match in a row!"
The Western commentators on the official commentary platform cried out in surprise.
"Did the world's number one mid fall in love with Mechanical Pioneer recently? He picked it four times in a row."
However, at this time, the people no longer had any more doubts, because in the third match that had just ended, Han Shihao's midlaner Victor had once again dealt the second most shocking total damage in the entire match. This made everyone realize that the world's number one midlaner, Mechanical Pioneer, was also playing almost perfectly under the control of this world's number one midlaner.
Then.
Next up was how their opponent, Team God, would respond.
It was God's turn to pick a mid lane hero.
In the backstage area, God's coach, team leader, and all the other players clenched their fists. They had already guessed the answer.
However.
It was at this moment.
Through the caster's camera, people suddenly realized that in Team God's competition room, Team God's head coach, who had come to stand behind his mid laner, seemed to have a disagreement with Morning Star, who was the captain of the mid laner.
Anxiety appeared on Team God's head coach's face.
Morning Star, however, only shook his head.
His expression was calm and determined.
In the backfield, everyone who noticed this could not help but be stunned for a moment.
Number Three raised an eyebrow.
"Huh?"
*****
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
