That was because FV Team was almost playing openly. They did not care about FRY Team's division and pull at all. They just mindlessly went into the jungle and ate all of FRY's wild monsters.
If you come to watch, I'll kill you too. If you don't, I'll kill the people on your side.
The defense tower was useless in FV Team's eyes now. That was because the Storm Swordsman's output was too high. It did not matter even if the other tools died. He could easily harvest the people under the tower.
If FRY Team did not form a team, the people who were left alone would be chased after and killed by the Storm Swordsman. There would be nowhere to run. If FRY Team formed a team, FV would avoid you to eat the jungle and go to other roads to push the defense tower.
FRY Team wanted to form a team, but they could not open the Storm Swordsman at all. If they opened the others, it would be equivalent to courting death and sending the Storm Swordsman to harvest.
FRY Team was still struggling hard in this dilemma. They blocked their vision, captured people, retreated, and exchanged resources …
However, no matter how hard they tried, the Storm Swordsman still did not die once. What's more, it was getting fatter and fatter, and the gap in equipment was getting wider.
…
Zhao Xuming and Chrétien watched from below the stage with ugly expressions.
FRY Team had been crushed by their intelligence again!
How could they play if they were crushed by their intelligence in all three rounds of the game?
Even Zhao Xuming, who did not play games much, could tell that FRY Team was still dying slowly. They might be playing much more bloodthirsty than the first round, but it was useless. As long as they could not kill this Storm Swordsman, it could be harvested like vegetables.
The key was that the current situation was very hopeless. Even the audience below the stage who had turned on their God's perspective could not think of how to win, let alone the team members on the stage!
Chrétien stood up with a dark expression. "I'll be leaving first."
Zhao Xuming opened his mouth but did not say anything.
Obviously, Chrétien's understanding of the game was higher than his. He could already tell that this was a dead end that could not be solved. The only suspense left was how many people the Storm Swordsman could kill in the end.
On the other hand, Zhao Xuming, who had a worse understanding of the game, was still hoping for a miracle and unwilling to accept this fact.
However, just as Chrétien turned around and was about to leave, the voice of the commentator suddenly increased by a few octaves and became extremely passionate. "FRY Team is probably going to fight to the death!"
"They know that if this continues, they will die a slow death. The gap will only grow larger and larger. That's why they chose to steal the Dark Night Dragon when the Storm Swordsman returned to replenish his equipment. However, FV Team has already discovered that the Storm Swordsman is rushing over after replenishing his equipment. He's very fast!"
"FRY Team chose to put all their eggs in one basket because the other party would take over if they withdrew. The game would definitely end!"
"FRY Team has successfully obtained the Dark Night Dragon. Now, let's see how many can escape!"
"The Storm Swordsman has entered the battlefield and is starting to kill! Triple kill! The Fierce Gale Martial God is still running with all his might, but it's no use. The Storm Swordsman's speed is too fast. He's dead! "
"Is there a penta kill? Penta kill! "
"The game is over. I'm afraid no one expected the final outcome of the competition to be like this. The defense tower is like paper in front of the Storm Swordsman. Obviously, FV does not intend to give the other party any chance. They directly drove straight in from the middle lane and slashed all the obstacles in front of them to the ground!"
"Let us congratulate FV Team for killing their strong enemy, FRY, cleanly with 3: 0 and finally winning the IOI Global Finals!"
The five members of FV Team were finally beaming with joy amidst the passionate shouts of the commentator. They jumped up from their seats and hugged each other tightly!
At the same time, the fireworks and golden ribbons on the stage shot out instantly, accompanied by tsunami-like applause and cheers in the stadium, announcing the birth of the king!
Most of the people present were European and American audiences, so most of them naturally supported FRY Team. However, FV Team's perfect performance in the three rounds of the finals had conquered the audience, making them wholeheartedly stand on FV Team's side.
In these three rounds, some of the matches looked like they were in a stalemate. Some of the matches looked one-sided, but in the eyes of those who could really understand, FRY Team had no chance at all.
What's more, in the last round, FV Team actually took out the Storm Swordsman, a hero that was specially used to torture noobs. They used the groundbreaking double support gameplay to forcefully raise the Storm Swordsman into a big boss, turning the global finals into a human machine and torturing noobs. It was really too effective!
Chrétien had wanted to slip away early at first. He did not want to see this heart-wrenching scene at the end. However, he did not expect that they would not cooperate very well in the end. FV Team ended the competition just as he was about to leave.
He let out a long sigh and turned to leave.
Zhao Xuming, on the other hand, sat in his seat, lost for a moment.
…
On the main stage, the five members of FV Team had already arrived in front of the championship trophy.
Everyone looked at the team's jungler. After all, he had chosen the ultimate Storm Swordsman in the last round. It was a godly penta kill. It was a proper MVP-level performance.
However, the jungler looked at the captain, Pan Ying, who was in the support position. "You should do it."
He knew very well that the reason why he could perform so well was mainly because of tactics, commands, and the help of his teammates. If his teammates had not sacrificed themselves and willingly been his tools, it would have been impossible for him to use the Storm Swordsman to achieve such statistics.
Pan Ying narrowed his eyes and smiled. "What's there to give? The championship belongs to everyone. Let's hold the trophy together! Coach Zhou, too! "
Everyone picked up the championship trophy together. Countless camera flashes lit up, recording this historic moment.
After raising the trophy together, everyone took turns passing the huge trophy around so that everyone could feel it up close.
Pan Ying might look thin and weak, but he had actually been working out for a period of time. He might feel heavy carrying the trophy on his body, but he could still barely carry it.
"Strange, why is this trophy much lighter than I thought?" Pan Ying muttered in a low voice.
As he spoke, he handed the trophy to Coach Zhou Pengyuan.
Old Zhou reached out to take it. "Eh? Is that so? Oh, it does seem a little light. It might look bigger than the trophy from GOG's finals, but it's still much lighter. "
As he spoke, he raised the trophy with one hand and even played with it a little, feeling very relaxed.
When Huang Wang and the others had obtained GOG's trophy, Old Zhou had also joined in the fun and touched it to feel its weight. However, he did not expect IOI's trophy to look bigger and lighter than GOG's trophy.
The big screen showed this scene to all the live audience, and there was an immediate burst of exclamations from the audience.
That was because Zhou Pengyuan was not particularly tall, and his winter clothes were relatively thick, covering his figure. The audience did not expect him to be able to play with such a huge trophy so easily.
However, the domestic audience did not find it strange at all.
That was because anyone who had watched GOG knew that Old Zhou was not just a coach. He was also a member of the first batch of DGE Team Two!
Huang Wang was the captain of Team Two back then and had the most extra training. Old Zhou's extra training was second only to him.
Old Zhou had never stopped working out ever since DGE's two teams were formed. He was already a muscular man with clear lines. He had no pressure lifting this trophy.
"It's indeed a little light, but the workmanship is not bad."
After Old Zhou finished speaking, he continued to hand the trophy to the others.
The host had already gone on stage. Behind him were the upper echelons of Finger Games and Dayak Corporation. All of them were boss-level figures.
Chrétien might be the person-in-charge of China, but he was not qualified to go on stage to present the award.
However, the expressions of these big shots were not very natural.
That was because they did not want to award the trophy to FV Team!
FV Team was Tengda's team, and GOG and IOI were direct competitors. Tengda's previous actions had even cheated Dayak Corporation of a huge sum of money. The upper echelons of Dayak Corporation remembered these things clearly.
Especially when Tengda had replied with a "fxxk".
Off! "Both sides were full of aggro.
In the end, Tengda formed a team and won the championship of IOI's finals. Not only did they take the trophy away, but they also took away the huge prize money!
It was indescribably uncomfortable!
However, there was nothing they could do. What else could they do under such circumstances? They could only force a smile and present the award to FV Team.
Immediately after, a few of the upper echelons of Dayak Corporation and Finger Games awarded medals and championship rings to the team members and coaches.
These medals and rings were also custom-made in advance. They were very exquisite, and they were rare collections. Every one of them was expensive.
The championship trophy had to be returned after a year, but the medals and rings could be kept forever. It was considered a lifetime honor.
Now, these medals and rings that had been made with huge sums of money and time were all taken advantage of by FV Team.
After helping all the team members put on the medals and handed over the rings, the big shots of the upper echelons of Dayak Corporation and Finger Games took a final photo with the team members. All of them were forcing themselves to smile.
This scene was forever commemorated in the sound of flashing lights.
In the middle of the stage was a huge championship trophy. All the members of FV Team, including the team members, coaches, and boss Wu Yue, surrounded the championship trophy. They had medals hanging on their chests and were holding FV Team's flag and national flag.
Golden ribbons scattered down from the sky, enveloping everyone.
On the other hand, the upper echelons of Dayak Corporation and Finger Games could only stand at the side and force a stiff smile at the camera.
Zhao Xuming could not help but sigh deeply when he saw this scene below the stage.
For some reason, this scene made him feel as if he had seen the fate of GOG and IOI in miniature.
GOG was like the FV team member in the center of the stage, enjoying countless glory. IOI could only stand at the side like the upper echelons of Dayak Corporation and Finger Games. No matter how much they put in, they could only give their opponents a wedding dress …
Zhao Xuming could not help but shiver at that thought.
Could it be … that this was all arranged by Boss Pei?
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