London, England.
In the hotel room, Li Shiyi, who was lying on the bed and leaning against the pillow, could not help but sit up abruptly at this moment. He held his phone tightly with both hands and looked at the screen with a shocked expression on his face.
Just a moment ago, when he saw Ueno Suke of Team God preparing to surround and kill the Mechanical Pioneer of Team SSK, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
But even so, he never expected that Han Shihao would perfectly resolve the danger and even cooperate with Wolf, who had just arrived, to make such a miraculous turn of events.
Originally, it was a three-on-one. If they could surround and kill the Mechanical Pioneer, Team God would have won.
But now …
Li Shiyi's heart sank to the bottom as he looked at the spectator's screen on his phone.
Right now.
Something big was going to happen.
Min Province, Nanzhou City.
In the lobby of Le Cheng Internet Cafe, in front of the large LCD screen in the arena area, the internet cafe customers who had gathered around the screen were still cheering excitedly and preparing to celebrate in advance. However, at this moment … there was a sudden dead silence.
Xia Ziyou's face was pale. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the sleeve of the young manager beside him.
"How … how could this be …"
Mu Qiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the spectator screen on the LCD screen. He looked at the figure of the blue Mechanical Pioneer on the field and his expression turned slightly cold.
"This … is the result of underestimating that guy."
Min Province, a small town next to Xia City.
The street lamps on the street still shone a dim yellow light on the road. In a convenience store by the road, several junior high school boys sitting in front of the counter watched the live broadcast on the laptop screen in front of them. They were all dumbfounded.
Just now, they were the ones cheering the most.
Now, it was also their little faces that were the palest.
"Ah … Ah Xin?"
One of the companions swallowed hard and subconsciously asked for help from the strongest member of their small group, hoping to get some comfort from him.
But this thought was destined to fail. At this time, Zhang Xin's eyes were lifeless and he just kept mumbling.
"It's gone. It's all gone now …"
Zhou Mo, who stood next to him, did not say anything to comfort the boys.
He just silently looked at the blue side's mid laner Mechanical Pioneer. His thoughts went back to countless scenes in an instant. In the end, he gently shook his head.
After so many years.
This person had become even more terrifying.
…
Wembley Stadium.
As the system's female voice announced the kills one after another, the audience below the stage went into an uproar like boiling water!
0 for 3!
The blue team, SSK, had made a stunning comeback!
Nobody expected the battle in the jungle to end like this. The audience was so shocked that they almost lost their voices. Only the Western commentators on the official commentary platform kept exclaiming in excitement.
On the other hand, on China's commentary platform, unlike their Western counterparts, Mo Sheng, Fei Yan, and Old Mi were unable to maintain an objective and neutral attitude at that moment. Their emotions were greatly impacted and affected.
Fei Yan's eyes immediately turned red. No matter how hard she tried to control her emotions, when she tried to speak and analyze the situation, her voice became a little choked up.
"This, this —"
Once he started talking, it was almost impossible for him to continue.
Old Mi took over the conversation, but his voice had become extremely dry.
"This wave …"
"SSK played beautifully."
"Who would've thought that F team's mid laner, Mechanical Pioneer, would create another miracle. In such a narrow jungle terrain, he completely relied on his own skills to stall Ueno Suke and the other two players from God team, buying enough time for Wolf's top laner, Gnar, to enter the battlefield —"
"Now, SSK can go for the dragon."
By the side, Mo Sheng bit his lip hard. His gaze landed on the spectator's screen.
"If SSK gets the dragon … God's chances of winning will be greatly reduced."
"Now …"
"Let's see if God can survive the next most difficult period."
Whether it was Mo Sheng or Old Mi, both of them intentionally avoided making guesses about their chances of winning.
That would be an even more depressing topic.
Below the stage. Backstage.
Ceng Rui's face was incomparably pale. This time, he did not even need to seek confirmation from Lin Feng. His Adam's apple trembled as he spoke with difficulty.
"Now … there's no chance of winning, right?"
Lin Feng was silent.
Then he raised his head. Instead of looking at the big screen, he looked in the direction of God's room.
"Five percent."
That was half a percent.
God's Hand of God only had a five percent chance of winning.
Strictly speaking, the so-called 5% chance of winning was basically the same as no chance at all. Usually, if such an evaluation came from the commentator, it would only be a relatively euphemistic way of saying it to save some face for the team that was destined to lose.
But at that moment, Lin Feng was the one who had come to this conclusion.
It was definitely not a euphemism.
Five percent meant that there was still a five percent chance of winning.
Even in such a disadvantageous situation, the purple team, Team God, still held on to a ray of hope.
Or rather …
This was the last chance for a miracle to happen.
…
On the battlefield, after taking down three players from the purple team, Ueno Suke, with lightning speed, the blue team, SSK, did not stop to rest. After setting up a few signal points at the Dragon Fjord, the five heroes of the blue team immediately rushed toward the Dragon Fjord.
There was no longer any suspense in this round.
Even if they only killed one of their opponents, it would be enough for SSK to force their way into Dragon.
And if they killed three of their opponents, even if they had two C's left, SSK's chances of taking Dragon were infinitely close to a hundred percent.
If they got the dragon, then this match would pretty much be a foregone conclusion.
For a moment, the same thought appeared in the minds of almost every player in the world.
Countless LPL players and fans were completely disheartened.
No more.
With such great expectations, this battle eventually lost its suspense.
Their first seed in the LPL … in the face of the strongest team in the world, it was inevitable that they would lose.
In front of Dragon Fjord, the five players of Blue Team SSK had already begun to focus fire on Baron Nash. The health bar above Dragon's head was rapidly dropping.
However, it was also at this moment.
In the grass near the mouth of the river, a teleportation pillar suddenly rose.
On the official commentary platform, a North American commentator quickly noticed the scene and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh?"
"This is … the teleportation of a card master."
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