League of Competitive Era

Chapter 313 The Continuation of the Legend
Seeing the crystal explode across the way, Chen Mo's tense nerves finally relaxed.

He slumped on the gaming chair, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, which looked like excessive indulgence.

He rubbed his trembling hands, and murmured blankly: "We won, we won..."

"Yes, we won, we are the champions!"

Yu Ye next to him stood up excitedly from his seat, threw the earphones on the table, and rushed towards Chen Mo.

"Awesome, Brother Mo is awesome!"

The others also stood up one after another, hugging each other with excited faces.

Xiaoyan and ace even shed tears of excitement.

"Congratulations to RT, they won the championship of this global finals, today, they are destined to be remembered by everyone..."

Accompanied by the loud voice of the North American commentary, "golden rain" fell in the venue.

The championship trophy that had been prepared in advance was placed there. After getting the referee's permission, everyone in RT ran over excitedly.

The trophy is huge, and under the illumination of the lights, it exudes dazzling light.

"Brother Mo, come and fight for the trophy." Rainy Ye next to him suggested.

"Yes, you should fight for this trophy!" Others echoed.

Looking at this coveted trophy, Chen Mo was filled with emotion. This journey is really not easy.

"Let's all come together, this trophy belongs to everyone."

He smiled and said to everyone, League of Legends is never a game for one person.

"Okay, everyone come together!"

Xiaoyan wiped the tears from his face and said with a smile.

Together, everyone raised the championship trophy in the center of the stage.

At this moment, the world focuses on them!
Mi Fan at the commentary booth also looked excited, and even the voice of the commentary became a little choked up.

"Champions...we are the champions! After many years, LPL has won the championship again. RT has never been favored, and finally won the championship. Along the way, we have shown us the unyielding spirit of a strong team..."

Little Frog nodded and said, "Before this, I was hesitant, but at the moment of winning the championship, I dare to directly say that Chen Mo is the world's number one mid laner."

As soon as this remark came out, Mi Fan next to him gave him a surprised look.

Being number one in the world is always a controversial topic, and as a commentator, it is very taboo to say such things.

However... Hearing what he said, the audience took it for granted.

"That's right, Chen Mo is the number one mid laner in the world. You don't need to think about it. He must be the MVP of this World Championship."

"Maybe Faker is also a genius, but in front of Chen Mo, he can only be the second in the world."

"I believe that if he hadn't switched to the mid laner position, Chen Mo would have been the number one jungler in the world."

"Chen Mo is amazing!"

The barrage on the live broadcast platform instantly became lively.

It has always been the characteristic of most audiences to win and blow, and lose black.

Now that RT has won, it is natural to brag.

Fans are very realistic. They hope that their favorite team will achieve good results and win the championship, and everything before can be forgotten.

No one is black ace again and again, no one black rain night game soy sauce.

At this moment, everyone is a champion fan.

Many older audience members shed tears watching the performance. Looking at the high-spirited RT people on the field, they felt as if they were full of youth.

Many people turned on their mobile phones at the first time and shared their excitement in the circle of friends.

"RT awesome!"

Just a few words swept the entire Internet in an instant.

Jiang Ruoxue, who was off the stage, felt a surge of pride in her heart when she saw the high-spirited man on the stage.

Scenes from the beginning emerged in her mind. That immature boy has now stood on the highest stage of the League of Legends.

"Let me just say, my idol is the best."

Yi Qian beside him said proudly.

Jiang Ruoxue smiled and said slightly: "That's right, he will always be the best."

Shanghai No. [-] High School.

The news of Chen Mo winning the championship spread like wildfire, and even his head teacher yelled loudly in the office.

The other teachers looked sideways, as if they were looking at a psychopath.

The homeroom teacher didn't take it seriously. His student became a world champion, so he naturally had to vent his excitement.

The same thing happened in every corner of the country, and everyone related to Chen Mo was paying attention to today's game.

……

On the field, the spotlight flashed, and the five members of RT were in high spirits.

It is completely different from everyone in T1.

Faker's face was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Bengi held his head in his hands, covering his face and crying silently. Several others also had depressed expressions.

They didn't take their image into consideration, because the director's camera stayed on everyone on RT, and no one paid attention to them.

After a long time, Faker said softly: "We lost..."

Pack sobbed, and said with self-blame, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"

Faker pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "It's not your fault, it's all of us' fault. If we lose this time, we'll just come back next time."

The others didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

On the other side, after the RT team took a routine photo, Chen Mo took a look at the position of the T1 players, and then walked over alone.

"What are you doing here? If you want to laugh at us, you can leave now."

A burst of Korean came out of Bengi's mouth.

However, Chen Mo didn't understand at all, and he ignored it. He went straight to Faker's side and said in English: "You are a respectable opponent, and I look forward to the next duel with you."

Among all professional players, there are not many people that Chen Mo admires, and Faker is definitely one of them.

He is not worried that Faker will retire because of this, because he knows that some people are born to belong to this field, even if they fail, they will start all over again.

"Next time, it will be me at the center of the stage."

Faker said confidently, showing no sign of frustration at all.

Chen Mo smiled, turned his head and left directly.

To win the championship?

As long as he is still in the LPL, the World Championship trophy will always be here.

Seeing this scene, Mi Fan on the commentary booth said in time: "Today's final is definitely the most exciting game I have ever seen. RT lived up to expectations, and T1 was also very tenacious. Thank you for bringing us a wonderful game."

There was bursts of applause in the auditorium, especially the LPL audience applauded the most intensely.

The LPL audience has never been stingy with their applause for their defeated opponents.

The championship trophy is left behind, and you take it back with applause.

This is the common thought in people's hearts.

In the following statistics section, to everyone's surprise, Chen Mo won the MVP, which is the highest honor for an e-sports player.

This MVP is well-deserved. In all the competitions of RT, Chen Mo's statistics are far ahead of everyone. Some people even directly assert that Chen Mo won the championship against RT alone.

The post-match interview was naturally also Chen Mo. When others asked him what he planned to do next after winning the championship, this was his answer.

"Although RT won the championship today, it is far from enough. This is just the beginning. We will win the double championship, three consecutive championships, and the Olympic championship..."

So far, the game is over, but the legend continues.

　Although this chapter is written a bit like the finale, this book is not over yet. Brothers who said before that the finale is over, don’t think about it, there are still many championships that have not been won.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)