The third day of the MSI Mid-Season Invitational officially came to an end as the BO3 match between Team Assassin and Team SSK came to an end.
The two finalists for the finals had been decided.
North America, Team Season.
Korea, Team SSK.
When the beautiful female host walked onto the stage, holding the microphone in her hand, she announced the names of the two finalists to the audience. The applause and cheers of the audience were like thunder, boiling endlessly, the scene was incomparably lively.
At the same time, some of the audience members couldn't help but mutter:
"It's Season and SSK again …"
Indeed, the word "again" should have been used.
Because in the World Finals of Season S5, the two teams that fought to the end and fought for the championship trophy were also these two teams.
In the front row of the spectator stands, the MSI participating teams and other invited professional players looked at the ten members of Team Season and Team SSK. They couldn't help but feel conflicted.
One was the world's second best.
The other was the world's first.
It was as if since two years ago, the top two spots of the world's esports pyramid had been occupied by F and Autumn, as well as their respective teams.
"This …"
"It's so boring …"
Nian Thirteen, who was standing below the stage, let out a long sigh as he looked at the ten members of Season and SSK.
These words were naturally not directed at the two teams on the stage.
He was mocking himself.
They were both top-tier professional players and the top teams in the world. They were all working hard for their dreams, but they couldn't overcome the two mountains in front of them.
Looking up to him for a lifetime would cause one's neck to ache too much.
"So, it's time to work hard."
Shi Hang, who was standing next to Nian Thirteen, sighed and said solemnly.
Golden Shanshan shook his head solemnly.
"That may be the case, but everyone is indeed working hard. Let's not talk about anything else. Over the past year, all the teams and clubs in the LPL region have been putting in their all in training, right?"
"In order to adapt to the new patch, we've been training non-stop. But in terms of adaptability and other individual abilities, we're still a distance away from Season and SSK. Add that to the fact that they have a more professional coaching team, and you can already see the difference in results —"
"In the past three days, MSI's two teams have really become unbeatable."
Although this sentence was a blow to their morale, it was an indisputable fact.
A top-notch individual ability.
What a strong adaptability.
It was a professional team of top-notch coaches.
When all these factors were added together, they formed a perfect and strongest team.
In the esports circle, there were two such teams.
ssk。
season。
These two teams, under the leadership of their respective captains, were like two kings standing at the top of the pyramid. They were crowned with glory and glory, surrounded by flowers and applause. In their eyes, they only had each other as their opponents. Everything else was nothing.
"It doesn't feel good to be ignored like air …"
Nian Thirteen licked his lips, and the sharp light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Shi Hang glanced at Golden Sparkle, and the corners of his lips curled up a little.
"Old Jin, you're only half right."
"Indeed, our national team is also working hard now, but compared to the two teams on the stage right now, we are still too far behind."
"But it doesn't mean that they're unbeatable."
"Someone once said something during the S1 season."
"If the gap is too big, hard work alone won't be enough."
After a pause, Shi Hang grinned.
"Not hard work enough."
"Then make up for it with your life!"
Golden Sparkle suddenly became serious.
The few people present naturally knew who the "someone" Shi Hang was talking about at this moment was.
At this moment, when the ten members of Team SSK and Season walked onto the stage, the audience erupted in cheers and applause. The captains of the two teams stood at the head of the stage, their expressions calm and natural.
At the same time, in the front row of the audience, Lin Feng slowly sat up straight. He gazed at the two top Yonko players on the stage, his eyes burning with the desire to fight.
…
At the same time …
In the restroom backstage, An Xin and Tang Bingyao came out of their cubicles one after another. They stood in front of the sink and washed their hands.
The sound of running water could be heard.
Tang Bingyao, who was the first to clean her hands, turned around to dry her palms with a tissue. An Xin, who was slightly slower, also reached out to turn off the faucet. Just as she was about to turn around, she suddenly felt weak in the knees. If she hadn't held onto the sink in time, she would have fallen to the cold floor of the bathroom.
Tang Bingyao heard the commotion behind her and turned around.
"Steamed Bun?"
Before she could finish speaking, her eyes widened in shock.
"What's wrong, Steamed Bun?"
Worry and anxiety were written all over her face.
An Xin forced a smile at Tang Bingyao. "I'm fine. Just a little careless … I almost slipped."
As she spoke, she tried to stand up again with the help of the sink.
But just as she exerted her strength, An Xin's arm seemed to lose control of itself. She stumbled uncontrollably and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Tang Bingyao was quick enough to catch An Xin's limp body. She said anxiously,
"How, how is this fine!"
"Let's go to the hospital!"
"Yes, call 120!"
Just when Tang Bingyao was about to take out her phone and call 120, a slender, fair hand pressed on the back of her hand. Tang Bingyao looked over and saw An Xin's pale face pleading eyes.
"No need."
Tang Bingyao was on the verge of tears. "Steamed Bun, you're already like this. Yes, I-I'll go get Lin Feng!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the pale-faced girl shook her head in a slightly panicked manner.
"No, no."
"Don't let him know."
Tang Bingyao didn't know what to do. "Then what should we do?"
An Xin calmed down a little. She lifted her chin and pointed at her backpack. "There's medicine in there. Take it out for me. I'll be fine after taking some."
Tang Bingyao hurriedly nodded and pulled An Xin's backpack to her side. She opened the zipper and looked inside. She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"S-So many medicines."
"Steamed Bun, which one do you want?"
Leaning against Tang Bingyao's chest, An Xin's lips twitched into a bitter and helpless smile.
"All of them."
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