League of Competitive Era

Chapter 238 Since Shengyu, He Shengliang?
Middle road inner tower, highland tower, front teeth...

Watching the towers being knocked down by the opponent, the cap's eyes gradually dimmed.

Compared to other players, he is indeed a genius.

In his first year on the field, he entered the top eight of the World Championship as the main mid laner, which has already surpassed most professional players.

At least among the hundreds of League of Legends teams in the world, FN belongs to the top eight, and his cap is also the top group of mid laners.

It's a pity that e-sports is cruel. Maybe you have done a good job, but the one who can go on is the better one.

There is only one championship trophy, and it can only belong to the strongest team.

Cap is very unwilling.

He is very proud that he is not satisfied with entering the world championship, his goal is the championship, he wants to win a trophy for the weak European division.

However, as RT everyone advances, he is getting further and further away from the championship trophy.

With the explosion of the crystal, they also lost the qualification to compete for the championship trophy. All hope, they can only come back next year.

It’s just...can you beat the opposite mid laner next year?

Cap hesitated.

The opponent is nothing more than him, about the same age as him, and even stronger than him in terms of talent, who can guarantee that the opponent will not be stronger next year?

A feeling of untimely birth actually appeared in Cap's heart.

Just like when Zhou Yu met Zhuge Liang back then, he could only lament, since he was born Yu, why was he born Liang?
"Let us congratulate RT. They defeated FN [-]-[-] and successfully advanced to the semi-finals. Waiting for them will be even stronger opponents..."

The voice of the commentary woke up Cap from his reverie. He looked at the teammates next to him, all of them looked downcast. Only the captain, Rekk, packed his things calmly.

Seemingly feeling the puzzlement in cap's heart, Rekk smiled slightly.

"It doesn't feel good to fail, does it?"

cap nodded.

"But I have experienced this feeling five times."

Rekk continued: "This is the fifth time I have entered the World Championship, and it is also the fifth time I have been eliminated. At first, like you, I felt very uncomfortable after losing the game, and my mind was filled with self-blame and regret."

"...However, I failed a lot later, and I gradually got used to it. In fact, when I think about it carefully, the consequences of failure are just waiting for another year. We are still young and have a lot of time."

Cap seemed to understand something, and nodded his head slightly.

"So, not today, just come back next year. As long as we don't stop our pace, the championship trophy will be ours one day."

While talking, Rekk patted his teammate on the shoulder.

On the other side, RT five heats stood up, high-fived each other and hugged each other.

The game was won so easily that they didn't feel much excitement.

"Let's go, let's go and shake hands. Everyone, go back early, wash up and go to bed after dinner."

Chen Mo took the lead and walked towards FN.

Because of the language barrier, the two sides didn't have much communication, only the rainy night, who just said "thank you!"

That look is as silly as it gets.

Back in the lounge, Chen Mo found that Ren Tao and Wang Cong were also there.

Both of them had huge smiles.

Wang Cong is very happy, because in today's game, his favorite professional player won three MVP games in a row.

Ren Tao is also very happy, because Wang Cong is happy, and the investment is easier.

"Brother Mo is awesome, he didn't have any temper when he played that European genius mid laner..."

Seeing Chen Mo come in, Wang Cong took the lead to greet him and blurted out all kinds of praises.

The sudden enthusiasm made Chen Mo a little uncomfortable, and he smiled shyly.

"Today's performance is just average, mainly because the opponent is too good."

"That's the number one seed in Europe. Brother Mo, you are too humble."

Wang Cong continued.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the lounge brightened.

Afterwards, Chen Mo took the stage to accept another post-match interview, but this time, he didn't say any more sarcasm, but only gave some more official answers.

After winning all the games, it would be too much to add insult to injury. After all, they are just opponents on the field, so there is no need to offend them to death.

After the post-match interview, Chen Mo did not go back to the hotel for dinner as he said before the game.

Because there is still a bo5 game next.

The two sides of the game are the T1 team and the Cloud team, and the No. [-] seed of the LCK will face the No. [-] seed of North America.

The North American audience at the scene was stunned.

They don't care about the previous games. It doesn't matter to them how badly the European teams were beaten.

But now it's Cloud who's playing, North America's last hope.

During the group stage, the audience in North America was full of confidence in Cloud, but as the game progressed, they became more and more uncertain.

This year the LPL and LCK are really too strong.

The No. [-] seed in Europe was almost beaten to death by the No. [-] seed in the LPL in the last game, and now it is finally their turn to be the No. [-] seed in North America.

The game progressed very quickly, taking advantage of BP's time, several people from RT also discussed it.

"You said, whoever is more likely to win this game."

As Yu Ye spoke, he looked at the top laner of the T1 team with great interest.

In this game, T1's top laner took out his best sword girl.

"Don't think about it, it must be T1."

Chen Mo said lightly beside him.

Among other things, the difference between Jensen and Faker in the middle lane is not a little bit, and the other lanes also have no advantages, and Cloud has no carry points at all.

"Huh? T1's mid laner actually chose Ryze."

Looking at the choice of heroes on the field, Yu Ye felt a little surprised.

Everyone knows that Ryze is Jensen's specialty hero. Chen Mo used Ryze to teach him a lesson before, and now this player named Faker wants to do the same thing.

"He won't be taught how to behave by Jensen. It looks like Jensen's face is a bit ugly."

Ace looked at Jensen's flushed face and felt a little amused.

Chen Mo shook his head and said slowly, "If I'm not wrong, Jensen will be hanged again."

Yu Ye glanced at Chen Mo unexpectedly, "Is Ryze, the mid laner of the T1 team, very good?"

Chen Mo nodded.

"Compared to you?"

Chen Mo thought for a while, "If we use Ryze solo, we'll drive around [-]."

"June [-]th? He actually has a [-]% chance of winning in front of you. Is it true?"

Yu Ye is well aware of Chen Mo's strength. He has never seen a mid laner who can compare with him.

Chen Mo glanced at him and sighed: "Six is ​​open, I am four, he is six."

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This time Yuye felt really frightened.

Since Chen Mo joined RT, this is the first time he thinks he is inferior to others.

Even when facing an old player like mklove before, he always looked confident, but now facing a rookie in the LCK, he actually thinks that he is not as good as him.

(End of this chapter)