Chapter 3584
Words:2042Update:22/12/26 00:33:07
The final match of the best-of-five was about to begin.
The players' break time was about to end. The Western commentators on the official commentary platform were still discussing Team God's heaven-defying turnaround in the last match. The atmosphere in the stadium was getting more and more rowdy.
There was only one thought in the audience's mind.
Today's ticket …
Worth it!
Not only was it worth it, but it was also worth it!
Because they were lucky enough to be here today, what they were witnessing as spectators was the most exciting and intense pinnacle duel that the entire League of Legends had never seen since the establishment of the S-League!
The first seeded team of the LPL division and the strongest team of the LCK division began an intense battle.
Tit for tat, evenly matched!
The first four matches ended in a 2-2 tie.
They were about to enter the fifth match!
The ten players of both teams displayed their impeccable competitive performance. Every match was full of ups and downs, and the audience's blood boiled with excitement. Not to mention, they were able to witness the dust-laden global support system and the world's number one card.
So now, there was only one last suspense left, and it was also the biggest suspense —
Which team would win the final match of the best-of-five?
After several hours of fighting to the death.
Who would lift the Summoner's Cup, the symbol of the highest honor in League of Legends?
Would SSK be able to win the championship in a row and continue their legend of dominance, or would God- Hand of God finally break the curse and win the LPL's first S-League world championship?
No one dared to make a rash decision before the final match.
But the players around the world had already split into two sides, cheering for their respective teams.
The cheers and chants in the stadium were like a tsunami, deafening to the ears.
Offstage, backstage area.
Morning Star looked at the crowd and nodded.
"Everyone —"
He turned around and led the other four members of his team toward the stage.
Ceng Rui clenched his fists as he watched Team God walk away.
"Maybe … they really can win!"
Lin Feng paused for a moment, his eyes twinkling.
"Yeah.
Maybe. "
…
On the other side of the arena, SSK's players had also finished their short break and were preparing to enter the stage.
The club's head coach could only pat his players on the shoulders one by one at this time, trying hard to give some encouragement and cheer. When he wanted to look for Han Shihao, he turned around and found that their core ace mid was already preparing to take the stage.
Han Shihao walked up the stairs.
His figure paused for a moment.
Beside the stairs, the young Chief Supervisor crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the pillar. He cocked an eyebrow at him.
"How is it?"
"At least give me a voice."
Han Shihao looked at Park Canlie and said in an indifferent tone,
"I still need to think about it."
Pu Canlie paused for a moment, then laughed. "Alright, I'll think about it again."
There was no urging or interrogation. It was as if the young chief supervisor had admitted last night that he did not care about the FIFA World Championship trophy and the so-called honor of the division that everyone was extremely concerned about.
…
The contestants from both sides stepped onto the stage.
Almost immediately, the spotlights in the stadium switched to countless beams of light, shining on every member of the two teams.
They were like the most dazzling stars.
Through the live broadcast and the giant LCD screen on the stage, it was projected into the eyes of every live audience member and online audience.
The low and deep war music suddenly became impassioned and resounding through the sound system.
It instantly ignited the fiery atmosphere of the stadium!
The entire audience began to clamor.
The entire Wembley Stadium was almost overturned by the earth-shattering screams and cheers!
“SSK！ — SSK! — SSK! — SSK!
“God！ — God! — God! — "
The fans of both teams waved the glow sticks and support lights in their hands, shouting the names of their respective teams.
On the Internet, in the official live broadcast rooms of all the live broadcast platforms, the densely packed bullet screen once again broke the data records of all the major platforms, reaching a new and terrifying peak!
The total number of real-time online viewers of the finals broke the historical record!
The number of related topics on all the major social media platforms broke the historical record!
All the major Internet cafes were full of people!
Even in the first-tier and second-tier cities of the countries where the major divisions were located, the live broadcast of the finals at Wembley Stadium in London on the giant LCD advertising screens in the busiest commercial districts!
Countless people sat in front of their computer screens.
Countless people picked up their phones.
Countless gazes, through various methods and media, from all over the world … focused on this place!
"Alright, then what we're about to see is the final match of the best-of-five matchup between SSK and God- Hand of God!"
"The players from both sides have entered the arena and taken their seats."
"We still don't know who will have the last laugh in the final match."
"But everyone in the stadium or in front of their computer or mobile screens should be able to confirm one thing —"
"Today's set of 'best-of-five' matches in the finals is destined to be a highlight in the history of the LOL League of Esports for many years to come!"
"Everyone, we are very honored to be able to participate in this duel and become the witnesses!"
This was the passionate and sonorous speech of the European and American commentators on the official commentary platform.
Not far away, on the China commentary platform, Old Mi's calm and powerful voice echoed in the ears of every LPL player.
"To put it bluntly —"
"I hope that today's match is more than just an exciting match."
"I hope to be able to witness the scene of our LPL region creating new history!"
"We've never been so close to the championship trophy."
"Our team has never been so strong!"
"Today, we've seen the opportunity created by Team God in the fourth match."
"So …"
"I hope that we can continue to create miracles in this final match!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
The screams from the stadium were deafening, almost tearing the dome off the arena.
Countless LPL players felt their hearts burning.
Because they knew that Old Mi was right. Today's Team God was stronger than ever, and their Star King had taken a step forward and reached the pinnacle!
Their opponent, SSK, was no longer as scary as before. Even the world's number one mid laner, the leader of the Yonko, was about to be defeated by them!
Countless Korean internet trolls were burning with anxiety, suppressing their anxiety.
At the same time, they were worried about SSK's current condition and whether they could handle the final match. They were even more worried about their king. In this desperate situation, would he be able to stand up and save their LCK glory like he did in the past?
There were also many ordinary players around the world who were looking forward to the match.
They were looking forward to the final match of the pinnacle.
At the same time, there was a hidden and unknown desire.
Would the world's number one mid laner, who stood at the top of the esports pyramid, be pushed down from his throne and reduced to a mortal?
Would the undefeated legend of the Yonko finally come to an end?
In the stadium.
In the backstage area.
Lin Feng slightly lowered his head and remained silent.
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