Sun Zheng racked his brain but couldn't think of an answer. Mu Qiu casually filled in the blanks.
Then, Sun Zheng also came to a sudden realization. He slammed the table and shouted, "Yes, yes, yes, this is it!" Beside him, Wu Tian, Zhou Yang, and Zhu Ming looked at Mu Qiu with admiration. As expected of their godly coach, he could even casually say the name of an unpopular ancient team.
Only Xia Ziyou looked at Mu Qiu with a little concern. He was puzzled that Mu Qiu's tone and expression were not normal.
Mu Qiu just smiled, took another can of beer for himself, and casually explained, "You're right.
"I just happened to see it on the Internet."
This answer didn't arouse any more suspicion.
Zhu Ming, Zhou Yang, and the others began to wonder about this so-called "Battle- Victory" team. Since it was the first team Yuan Shen played for before joining the KG team, why was it so unknown?
"In fact, it's not unknown."
"Back then, the game League of Legends had just come out, let alone the professional league. It was far from being as mature as it is now. Whether it was professionalism or the attention of the players, it couldn't be the same as it is now."
Sun Zheng shook his head, gave his own explanation, and then added one more sentence.
Then he added, "I remember reading a post at the time. It mentioned that this team actually won the runner-up trophy in the S1 finals."
Hearing this, everyone at the table couldn't help but be moved. Wu Tian's eyes widened.
"Runner-Up!?"
"What the f * ck? Isn't that the best result in the finals of our LPL division!?"
For example, in this year's S-League finals, which was highly anticipated by all the local players, the No. 1 seeded team, God- Hand of God, tried their best and only won a runner-up trophy.
Who would have thought that as early as five or six years ago, a team in their country had already won this honor.
"So our country's team was so amazing back then …"
Zhu Ming couldn't help but exclaim.
Zhou Yang interrupted, "But you can't compare it like that. The competition in the S1 season finals wasn't as intense as it is now. Even if they're both runner-up trophies, Team God's trophy this year will definitely be more valuable."
Sun Zheng shook his head.
"That's the wrong way to think."
"I thought so too at first, but then I looked up the information on the S1 finals."
"The intensity of the competition that year … wasn't any less than it is now."
"Let's not talk about anything else. At that time, this Decisive Victory team had fought their way out of the European and American esports scene. In the semifinals, they had Phoe.
IX Lege in Command
Team D! "
This time, aside from Mu Qiu, everyone else at the dining table widened their eyes in shock.
“Lege
d？”
"F * ck! So there was a Lege at that time too.
What about Team D? That's a veteran team that's truly a veteran team! "
"And … he actually won!?"
Sun Zheng nodded.
"We won."
"Then … they fought their way to the finals. Guess who their opponent in the finals was?"
As he spoke, his gaze swept across his companions at the table.
Wu Tian scratched his head. "How would we know …"
Zhu Ming, on the other hand, began to guess. "President, since you're asking this, could it be that they're also a famous team that's still active right now?"
Zhou Yang frowned and was a little confused. "Besides, could it be a competition of Lege?
"Also, is it Team D that's more important than Team D?
I don't think so, they were only established later … "
Wu Tian laughed.
"Sigh, it can't be SSK, right? Hahaha —"
It was originally just a joke, but halfway through it, Wu Tian saw Sun Zheng slowly nodding.
So the laughter stopped abruptly.
Wu Tian stared blankly at the president of the esports club.
"Really, really SSK?"
Sun Zheng took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.
"Yes."
"To be precise … it should be the predecessor of SSK back then."
"The four players in the top, bottom, and jungler positions aren't the current players of SSK, but back then, the mid laner … was F!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
The dining table was dead silent.
…
At first, they thought it was just gossip after a meal.
But the people at the dining table didn't expect such an ordinary chat to be able to pull out such an important piece of gossip that completely shocked them.
Back in Season S1, there was such a team on their server that made it to the finals of the world finals.
They defeated the strongest team in Europe, Lege.
Team D.
Furthermore …
In the finals, they would face off against SSK's predecessor team, led by F- Han Shihao, and compete against each other!
Zhu Ming was a little confused by the ancient gossip that came out of Sun Zheng's mouth. When he finally came back to his senses, he seemed to have thought of something and patted his head with a look of realization.
"Now that's understandable —"
"Bullsh * t, Lege.
Team D only won the runner-up trophy in the end. "
"If their opponent was the predecessor team of SSK led by F God, it wouldn't be strange to lose to them."
Zhou Yang and Wu Tian nodded in agreement.
Sun Zheng hesitated for a moment before adding, "However, that was a set of BO5 matches.
"However, at that time, it was a set of 'best-of-five' matches. The final score was five matches, and the winning team lost 2: 3."
Zhu Ming scratched his head and said, "What are you talking about?" Zhu Ming asked.
"Is that so … That's pretty good."
"But at that time, it was just the predecessor of SSK. There were no real SSK players like Wolf and Mafa. There was only F God leading the team. I don't think they were as strong as they are now."
It was a very reasonable explanation.
Sun Zheng didn't say anything else. After all, his understanding of the S1 finals was limited to the final score he saw on the Internet. He didn't see the relevant game videos in person.
Moreover, he also felt that the situation should be like what Zhu Ming guessed.
Xia Ziyou couldn't help but look at Mu Qiu curiously.
"Hey, Mu Qiu, aren't you an old player?"
"Did you watch the live broadcast of the S1 finals?"
Mu Qiu paused and smiled casually.
"Oh."
"I didn't pay much attention."
He didn't explain much, nor was he interested in describing the past to the others.
He just picked up another can of beer and drank it in one gulp.
The beer was cool and refreshing.
He felt a little tipsy.
Mu Qiu's eyelids drooped and his gaze became a little blurred.
Of course, the few people present wouldn't understand the past like him. Just by looking at the score, they naturally wouldn't be able to understand the ups and downs and thrills of the set of best-of-five matches. It was even more impossible for them to know that even the predecessor team of SSK was not inferior to the current team —
Not to mention …
The peak duel in the mid lane.
They fought to the point where blood could be seen.
They fought to the point where the entire arena was shaken.
Even until the last moment, even the world's number one mid laner, the current leader of the Four Kings, was forced into a dangerous and desperate situation by his opponent countless times.
His mind couldn't help but think of the arena and the figure that was once so close and familiar, that they could talk and laugh together without fear.
The corner of Mu Qiu's mouth twitched.
It was unclear whether it was a mocking smile or a self-deprecating smile.
Just as he was about to put down the empty can of beer in his hand, his eyes inadvertently swept somewhere.
His movements seemed to freeze in an instant.
Then.
The can of beer fell from his hand, bounced on the ground, and rolled to the side.
It rolled to someone's feet.
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