The highest glory of the alliance

Chapter 182 What to choose?
"Our opponents are now clear to everyone. The No. 2 seed G[-] team in the European Division is not to be underestimated."

"But I don't care what their strength is. I have only one request. In the knockout match the day after tomorrow, only wins and no losses are allowed."

"Don't forget our identity in the LPL competition area, don't embarrass the competition area!" As soon as the lottery ceremony was over, Brother Feng began to lecture intensively.

"Brother Feng, don't worry."

"After holding back the group stage for so long, I couldn't help but want to find a team to vent."

"I hope that what kind of pizza can still smile as happily as it does today in the day after tomorrow."

In fact, he doesn't need to say it at all, the players have already listed G2 as the number one mortal enemy. This kind of mocking of the LPL competition area in front of the LPL home court is simply intolerable.

Wu Weiwei didn't express his opinion, he was gnawing on the apple mailed to him by the small rice cake, and waiting for Brother Feng's instructions by the way.

After all, he is still in the period of "lower injury" claimed by Brother Feng.

But at this moment, Brother Feng suddenly raised his head to look at him, and then said lightly: "I thought about it, let Xiao 2 play in G9, Xiaohu, you have no objection."

Xiaohu smiled awkwardly, his status in the team had already been changed, everyone knew who was the thigh, and the brothers were all on good terms, so how could they disagree.

"Brother Feng, I suspect that you deliberately provoke my relationship with Brother 9."

As soon as Xiaohu's words came out, the conference room burst into laughter.

Brother Feng glared at him. It's already the quarterfinals, and he's still poor.

"Little 9, what about you, is there a problem?"

Wu Youwei put the half-eaten apple on the table, and said with a smile, "Just what you said, Brother Feng."

Brother Feng nodded, and then said the meeting was over.

Wu Weiwei walked behind and left with everyone, but Brother Feng didn't know when to catch up, and whispered in his ear: "Don't be scruples, play G2 and give me all your strength to fight."

Wu Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that Brother Feng was also a grudger in his bones, and then nodded seriously, he never thought about it.

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10 month 19 number.

In the blink of an eye, it was the first day of the knockout round.

The eight advanced teams here have all come to Guangzhou, where the knockout round is held, and the competition system has also been changed to BO5. Today, the game that made LPL fans wait for nearly four days is finally about to start.

RNG vs G2!

The live broadcast room of the Tiger Shark Platform has once again refreshed the S7's popularity record so far, reaching the terrifying number of 8000 million.

It was already on par with the pig-dog battle in the summer finals. This kind of heat was not expected by the Tiger Shark platform, which caused the live broadcast before the game to be stuck one by one.

In the end, it can only be to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall, borrowing the capacity of 1000 million heats from the sub-stage.

As soon as the live broadcast room became smoother, the audience saw a short clip of trash talk prepared before the game.

Perkz's face somewhat similar to the clown suddenly appeared in the audience's field of vision, followed by a narration:
"I heard that LPL has a mid laner named 94Xiu who wants to challenge Faker. Unfortunately, you should learn more from your substitute..."

Let Wu Youyou learn from Xiaohu?

Perkz's words seemed to stab Wu Youyou's fans in the chest again, but after careful analysis of the video of the group stage, they had to admit that this was the truth.

"Why is this batch as disgusting as their boss? It's fine to do things during the lottery, but to talk trash?"

"I wonder if this batch is not telling the truth? The stupid batch 9 uses the back injury as an excuse, isn't it just to hide the truth of his decline in strength?"

"You fucking shut up, brother 9's lower back is swollen like a hill on the official blog, are you blind?"

"One thing to say, regardless of the results of RNG's group stage, just say that they can play back and forth with wild card teams. RNG's problem is not small."

"Don't talk about the back injury. It's been almost two months and you still use the back injury as an excuse? A dish is a dish. Is it so difficult to admit that he is a dish B?"

"Cai, you can still win four consecutive victories. Who on earth has misunderstood Cai?"

The barrage in the live broadcast room was noisy, but the short clips of the same trash talk continued to play.

As the camera turned, a player was wearing a team uniform, and a handsome face suddenly appeared at the neckline. It was Wu Youyou.

I saw Wu Youyou smiled at the camera, and then seemed to be talking to an old friend.

"Ah P, you are the second in a group, and you are teaching me how to do things that are the first in the group?"

"hold head high?"

Especially the last "ang" seems to magnify the previous ridicule thousands of times.

Seeing that the LPL finally fought back, the audience couldn't help cheering.

As a special MD, in terms of yin and yang, he is still the professional of Brother 9.

After the trash talking, the big screen also cut to the commentary booth.

In order to prepare for this much-anticipated LPL counterattack, LPL officials even sent four commentators to sit in the town, including two official commentators and two guest commentators.

This is exactly the treatment of the semi-finals.

"I think what 94Xiu said is very good. How can they be ranked second in a group and say our group is number one?"

As a guest commentator, the noble lady turned her head to look at her old teammate Sao Zhu, and motioned him to say a few words.

Saozhu twitched his lips and said, "Talk to them about me, just fuck him and it's over?"

"Don't worry, the two teams have already entered the arena, and the match should start soon." The official commentator Zeyuan took the opportunity to bring the topic back to the upcoming match.

The partner, the Colonel, was also an official commentator on hallucinations, and said, "That's right, I've seen Brother Feng pick up his Death Note and start writing."

Just as the hallucinogenic words were spoken, the big screen switched to the BP interface.

"The game has already started. You can see that RNG is on the blue side, while G2 is on the red side."

"After the group stage, I also understood what Feng is good at picking sides, and he banned Vampire and Kassadin in succession. These two are Brother 9's signatures. It seems that G2 is not just a taunter."

The university took the lead in leading the topic to BP.

The illusion took a look, nodded and said: "RNG's hands are quite routine. Xia and Kalista are relatively popular ADs."

"The last move on both sides is to ban the jungler, the barrel and the spider. In this case, the prince and the bull head should be released. I think RNG should take the prince."

"Sure enough, it's the prince. In this version, as long as the red side dares to play the blue side, 80.00% of them will grab it."

At this time, it was G2's turn to pick two players in a row.

Almost without any hesitation, he took the lead in locking the wheel mother and Niutou, not to mention the version support, and the wheel mother was also expected by Feng Ge.

After all, at that time, the European and American divisions basically liked the kind of AD in the late stage, because they almost didn't fight with the LCK in the early stage, and they all turned into brushes.

So this kind of late AD is very popular.

Brother Feng just didn't expect that G2 would directly take it out first. Could it be that he was afraid of being blocked by RNG in the second stage and not getting a good AD?

Brother Feng couldn't figure it out, so he didn't continue to think about it, and continued to get the heroes he wanted according to the plan.

Soon came the last hand of RNG, Brother Feng asked as usual: "Little 9, do you have anything you want to use?"

I don't know if the earphones are malfunctioning or what is going on, which caused Brother Feng's face to change after hearing Wu Youyou's answer, and he couldn't help asking again: "What did you say, Xiao 9, choose Chicken 8?"

The voice in the team burst into laughter.

Wu Weiwei wiped the sweat from his forehead, and reminded: "Brother Feng, we are civilized people, if we don't talk shit, we are civilized."

"Then what do you choose?"

"Let's fly!"

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