Rise

Chapter 2062 Unprecedented

Whole network.

Domestic and foreign.

In the official live broadcast rooms of the major live broadcast platforms, when the live director's camera angle showed the figures of the ten players of the two finals teams in front of the arena, and when the camera finally fell on the mid laner captains of both teams, several people watched. Hundreds of thousands of barrage messages completely overwhelmed the screen at this moment.

Not only were the online barrages boiling, but all the spectators in the 6,000-seat Wembley Stadium and in the auditorium were also screaming and cheering without emotion.

They were shouting the names of their idols.

"The morning star! The morning star! The morning star!——"

"F! F! F!——"

"The Star King is invincible!"

"F God is the best mid laner in the world!!"

Looking at the entire professional e-sports circle in the world and counting the endless talents and top professional players of this new generation, it is almost impossible to find a few who can get the same treatment as the two captains on the stage at the moment.

Yes.

Even in such a grand and prosperous new era of professional e-sports, even if there are as many outstanding professional mid laners as bright stars, existences like Dawn Morning Star and Han Shihao are destined to be the two brightest and dazzling stars in the starry sky.

Four Emperors, Seven Kings?

Perhaps the former Dawn Morning Star was indeed not qualified to be compared with Han Shihao, or even inferior to the other Four Emperors.

But it's different now.

From the beginning of this S-League to the present, Dawn Morning Star, the mid lane captain of the God team, has used his performance in every game and his operational prowess that shocked the audience time and time again to show the League of Legends around the world. Players have made the most powerful proof.

Don’t talk about Phoe, the phoenix

ix, let’s not talk about Moon King Moo, South Korea’s second mid laner

Now he is the opponent most likely to pose a threat to the world's number one mid laner, the leader of the four emperors.

Only him——

It’s enough to stand on the field of today’s finals,

Confront Han Shihao head-on!

…

"I don't know why, the game hasn't started yet, but I already feel excited."

At the Chinese commentator's desk, Mo Sheng looked towards the arena and couldn't help but clenched her fists.

Fei Yanxiao: "Yes, as a professional commentator, this is also my honor. It is my first time to come to the S League commentator's stage and be able to witness our own LPL teams competing for the final championship trophy. ”

The eyes of Lao Mi next to him were shining:

"Yes, as a witness, I believe that today's battle will make each of us feel honored for participating in it."

"Although it's a bit early to say it...but, I have a hunch."

"perhaps--"

"Today's BO5 will be unprecedented!"

The voice from the commentary table faintly reached the backcourt area. Zeng Rui nodded in agreement and nodded. An Xin next to him smiled and looked at Lin Feng and raised his eyebrows:

"Yes, it's unprecedented."

Lin Feng scratched his head and looked unconcerned:

"Um."

This is recognition.

Acknowledging Lao Mi’s evaluation and judgment of today’s final battle.

Yes, from the past to the present, in every S Series World Finals, today's BO5 battle may be the pinnacle, even if... the battle between him and Han Shihao in the S1 season is included. That matchup was probably destined to be half a point inferior to today's match.

certainly--

This has a premise, or rather, two premises.

That is, the final performance still falls on the mid lane captains of the two teams on the field.

"A Zeng——" Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Lin Feng looked at Zeng Rui and stretched out his hand to signal: "Was the Gopher Machine at your place just now?"

Zeng Rui came back to his senses and handed Lin Feng the Gopher game console that Dawn Morning Star had returned to him before coming on stage:

"Well, you want to play too?"

"No." Lin Feng shook his head, took the gopher machine, brought up the score record panel, and took a casual look.

Before going on stage, Dawnstar had just finished the last game of Nightmare Mode on the Gopher Game Console, and the time record stopped at 8 minutes and 57 seconds.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes:

"The odds of winning...it feels like it can be even better by 10%."

…

The entire competition venue was filled with enthusiastic screams and cheers.

Number Three raised his eyes and looked at the giant screen hanging on the dome of the venue. The camera quickly swept across the venue, bringing rows of audience seats into the picture. The lively and noisy atmosphere did not make him pay much attention. Soon Number Three He retracted his gaze and curled his lips:

"Tsk, I didn't see many old acquaintances."

Number 4 next to him adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose:

"Who do you want to see?"

"Lee Do-jae and M should be in the backcourt opposite us right now."

No. 1 raised the corner of his mouth slightly:

"It's rare to see such a wonderful game. It would be interesting if we old guys could get together to watch the game."

Number 5 smiled and answered: "M may have no objection, but the other person... probably won't be willing to live under the same roof with you."

There was a look of regret on No. 1's face: "Ah, that's right -"

No. 3 pouted and glanced at the big screen again:

"But, except for the two Korean ones, where are the other old guys?"

"I wanted to ask Bullet this morning if he wanted to come together, but I didn't get in touch with him."

No. 4 laughed: "Bullet's personality probably doesn't like to be with a group of people. He would rather find a corner by himself to watch quietly. But he won't miss a big battle like today."

Speaking of the word "corner", No. 2 raised the corner of his mouth with a mocking arc and sneered:

"You're really huddled in a corner, aren't you talking about those old guys in Europe?"

"They are the ones who cannot see the light."

Some words hit the spot.

In the frenetic atmosphere, in addition to the audience seats, there are actually a few private viewing rooms specially set up for VIPs in the 6,000-person Wembley Stadium.

At this moment, in the VIP room A1, five European legends from the previous generation were standing there.

The passionate announcements from the commentary table below, mixed with the enthusiastic cheers and screams of the audience and players, were clearly transmitted into the private room and landed on C

In the ears of ow et al.

Through the glass window of the private room, his eyes fell on the single captain of the two teams on the arena below, A

A trace of jealousy flashed in OW's eyes, and he commented with a sarcastic sneer:

"A few little devils of the new generation can also be praised to the sky."

"That's ridiculous."

As the top legend of the previous generation in Europe, one who can almost stand shoulder to shoulder with Bullet, these words come from A

ow said it in his mouth, and he seemed to have enough confidence.

However, all he got in exchange was an rude and cold interruption from J:

"Shut up, A.

ow. "

"Sometimes you talk too much and lose your own face."

Update is here, there is another chapter in the early morning, go away and continue typing.