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Chapter 90

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[Remember the Literature Building] provides you with exciting novels to read. Tang Bingyao noticed the worried look on Lin Feng's face. She moved closer and poked Lin Feng's arm with her finger. She whispered, "What's wrong?

"Is that 'Yuan God' really your former teammate?"

Lin Feng nodded.

"I heard Legend's top laner is pretty good too," Tang Bingyao whispered.

Lin Feng nodded again.

Legend's top laner, Demon, was a newcomer to the European LCS in Season 4. He performed well last season and was considered one of the best players to compete for the title of World's Seven Kings.

However, as the uncrowned Eighth King, Tian Tian, who was known as the "Circle God", should be stronger than Demon.

"It's not that much of a difference."

Lin Feng shook his head and gave his evaluation.

Tang Bingyao tilted her head and asked one last question.

"So who's the better one?"

Lin Feng scratched his head and then pulled at his fluffy hair until it was a complete mess. However, his eyes never left the King team on the live broadcast screen.

"That depends on Fatty's performance."

"If he plays well, he might have a chance."

Even though Lin Feng said that, his tone didn't sound too confident. Instead, it was difficult to hide the fact that he was nervous and worried.

… …

Wembley Stadium, London, England.

1: 50 PM.

The stadium, which could accommodate six thousand people, was already crowded with people. The noise was surging, and it was so noisy that it made the atmosphere of the entire competition venue extremely lively and explosive.

The 6,000 players in the stadium were holding glow sticks and wearing DIY dragon turtle and teemo hats. They cheered and whistled in anticipation of the opening ceremony and the first match of the finals.

This was especially true for the European players, who made up more than 90% of the audience. The first match of the first round of the group stage was enough to make them jump in joy.

That was because the pride of the European server, Legend Team, would be the first to fight in the first group stage match against King Team from China!

There were still 15 minutes before the start of the game, but the cheers of the European audience below the stage were already like a tsunami. They even formed a wave of people in the audience, rising and falling like the waves of the sea. The momentum was extremely spectacular.

They were all cheering for the Legend team.

In comparison, the Chinese players in the audience were in the minority. Many of them were there to cheer for the LPL teams and had specially bought plane tickets to fly from nearby cities or countries.

"King, you can do it!"

"Come on, Round God!"

"Good luck LPL!!"

Although there were such cheers, they were too weak and were quickly drowned out by the cheers of the European players.

The China players were annoyed, but there was nothing they could do about it. They could only clench their fists and pray for their own LPL teams in their hearts.

You must … do your best!



However, at the same time, in one of the restrooms backstage of the competition venue, a member of the King Battle Team's logistics staff pushed the door open and rushed in. He saw that all the cubicle doors were wide open, and he immediately noticed that the cubicle door in the innermost corner was tightly locked.

"Are you done, Yuan Shen?"

"The competition is about to start, come out quickly!"

After a long time, a panicked voice came from the innermost cubicle.

"Just, just get on the horse! I'll be right there! "

The staff was helpless. "Alright, hurry up, Yuan Shen. Everyone is waiting for you."

After the staff left in a hurry, the restroom became empty and quiet again.

In the innermost cubicle against the wall, on the other side of the locked door, Tian Tian was hugging his head as he sat on the closed toilet lid. His entire body was trembling due to nervousness and disappointment.

As he trembled, Tian Tian's lips quivered.

The competition was about to start.

He was so nervous that his heart felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.

They had to face a strong opponent like Legend in the first match. Disregarding everything else, just their top laner, Demon, was very strong —

It was said that he was a top-laner who was qualified to challenge the Seven Kings!

Thinking of this, Tian Tian was so nervous that he trembled, the fat on his body jiggled together. ← → 【Book? Reading House】

At this moment, he had completely forgotten that he was recognized as the "Uncrowned Eighth King". Logically speaking, he should be stronger than Demon, so there was no need for him to be so nervous.

But he was afraid.

Once upon a time, there was a senior that he greatly admired who was also present at the S4 World Finals. Seeing his hopelessly nervous and fearful look, the senior could not help but angrily scold him, saying, "Fatty, if you don't be so hopeless and panic every time a match starts, as long as you can perform normally, you would have a place in the" World's Seven Kings ".

That senior was someone that even Tian Tian, who had been playing professionally since the S1 season, had to address as a "senior" in the professional esports scene.

At the time, he hung his head low and took the scolding, but he couldn't change his bad habit.

Tian Tian gulped. He suddenly had the urge to eat, to eat a lot of food. It would be best if he could leave this place immediately and find a place to hide.

"I can't beat him … I definitely can't beat him …"

Tian Tian couldn't help but mutter to himself as he thought about the upcoming match.

When he thought about Phoenix, Tian Tian felt his throat go dry again.

During the semi-finals of the S1 World Championship, he had personally witnessed Phoenix's unparalleled strength. His current mid laner from Team King was definitely no match for the Yonko.

Even Lin Feng won by a hair's breadth —

Oh right, Lin Feng!

Tian Tian's eyes lit up as he thought about his familiar and close friend. Then, he started to tremble uncontrollably.

If, if only Lin Feng was here …

This Phoenix, other than Lin Feng, no one could beat him!



In China, it was nine o 'clock at night.

On the live broadcast screen of the major live broadcast platforms on the Internet, the competition venue of the 6,000 people stadium was accompanied by a wild dance of colorful light beams and the sudden sound of war drum music, setting off a boiling sensation!

The League of Legends S Series Season 5 World Championship had begun!

Europe's Team Legend versus China's Team King.

The match began!

The players of the two teams went on stage and walked to their respective arenas. Liu Yue shouted excitedly in the NetBot Internet Cafe's private room.

"Yuan Shen! I can see Yuan Shen! "

Yang Fan laughed. "With Yuan Shen's size, he's definitely the most eye-catching in the crowd!"

Ouyang Fan moved his head closer and looked at Yuan Shen with wide eyes. "Huh? Why does Yuan Shen's complexion look a little pale?"

When the others heard this, they also looked at Yuan Shen with astonishment.

"Yeah, Yuan Shen's complexion doesn't look good."

"Did he not rest well?"

"His complexion looks so pale …"

"Yuan Shen isn't nervous, is he?" Ouyang Fan guessed.

However, his words were immediately met with disdain by the others. "What are you talking about?" "How could a Round God be nervous?" "How many times has he participated in the finals? If everyone else is nervous, Yuan Shen won't get a chance!"

Tang Bingyao glanced at Lin Feng.

At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were focused on the familiar fat figure on the live broadcast screen. Without hesitation, he came to a conclusion in his heart.

It's definitely because he's nervous.

But …

Lin Feng subconsciously clenched his fists.

(Fatty, you have to work hard!)

— — The author has something to say.

The next chapter will be around four o 'clock. I need to lay some groundwork and dig some holes to draw out the next important plot. Just thinking about the next plot makes me want to burn! This chapter counts as the first chapter of the day. There are still four more chapters to go!

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