Rise

London, England.

In the hotel room, Li Shiyi, who was originally lying peacefully on the bed and relying on pillows to watch the live broadcast of the game, couldn't help but suddenly sat up from the bed at this moment, holding the phone tightly with both hands and watching the picture on the screen, with a look on his face. Shocked and shocked.

At the last moment, when he saw the trio of Suke Ueno from the God team preparing to surround and kill the mid laner Mechanical Pioneer from the opponent SSK team, he had a vague premonition in his heart.

But even so, he never expected that this wave would be able to perfectly resolve the danger under Han Shihao's operation, and even cooperate with Wolf who arrived to directly make such a miraculous turn of events.

It was originally a three-guarantee. If the mechanical pioneers could be surrounded and eliminated, the God team would be victorious.

But right now...

Looking at the OB viewing screen on his mobile phone, Li Shiyi's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom of the cold valley:

at the moment.

But something big happened.

Fujian Province, Nanzhou City.

In the lobby of Lecheng Internet Cafe, in front of the large electronic LCD screen in the competition area, the Internet cafe players and guests surrounding the screen were cheering excitedly a moment ago, and were all ready to celebrate in advance, but at this moment... suddenly... There was total silence in the room.

Xia Ziyou's face turned pale, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to pull the sleeve of the young network administrator next to her:

"How, how could this happen..."

Mu Qiu's eyes narrowed, and her gaze fell on the OB screen on the LCD screen. She looked at the figure of the mechanical pioneer of the blue side mid laner on the field, with a slightly cold expression:

"This is... the fate of underestimating that guy."

Fujian Province, a small town next to Xiamen City.

The street lights on the street still cast dim light on the road. In a convenience store on the roadside, several junior high school boys sitting in front of the counter were stunned as they watched the live OB screen on the laptop screen in front of them.

They were the ones cheering the loudest just now.

Now it is their little faces that are turning pale most obviously.

"A-Axin?"

A friend swallowed hard,

Subconsciously, they sought help from the strongest member of their small group, hoping to get some comfort from them.

But this idea was doomed to fail, because at this time Zhang Xin himself had no eyesight and just kept mumbling:

"No more, it's all gone now..."

Zhou Mo, who was standing next to him, said nothing to comfort the little boys.

He just stared silently at the mechanical pioneer of the mid laner on the blue side in the game screen, his thoughts going back to countless past scenes in an instant, and finally, he shook his head gently——

After many years.

This person has become more terrifying.

…

Wembley Arena.

As the system's female voice announced the kill one after another, the audience in the audience was in an uproar like boiling water!

0 for 3!

The blue side SSK team made a stunning comeback!

No one expected that this wave of jungle confrontation would have such a result. The entire audience was shocked to the point of losing their voice. Only a few European and American commentators on the official commentary desk continued to exclaim with excitement.

In contrast, at the China commentary desk, unlike several of their European and American counterparts, Mo Sheng, Fei Yan and Lao Mi were unable to maintain an objective and neutral attitude at this moment, and their emotions were greatly impacted and affected. .

Feiyan's eye circles turned red all of a sudden. No matter how hard she tried to control her emotions, she tried to speak and analyze and evaluate, but her voice was choked with sobs:

"This, this wave——"

Once the conversation started, it was almost difficult to continue.

It was Lao Mi who answered, but his voice had become extremely dry:

"This wave..."

"SSK played very well."

"Unexpectedly, F's mid laner mechanical pioneer once again created a miracle. In such a narrow jungle terrain space, he completely relied on his own personal operation to hold down the three men of God's team, Ueno Suke, and made way for Wolf's top laner Gnar to enter the field. I bought enough time——"

"Next, SSK can go get the Baron."

Next to her was Mo Sheng biting her lip, her eyes falling on the OB screen on the big screen:

"If SSK gets the Baron... God's team's chances of winning will be greatly reduced."

"Now--"

"We can only see if God can survive this most difficult period of time."

In such analysis and evaluation, both Mo Sheng and Lao Mi deliberately avoided evaluating and guessing the odds of winning.

Because that would be a more distressing topic.

Offstage, in the backcourt area.

Zeng Rui's face also became extremely pale. This time he didn't even need to ask Lin Feng beside him for confirmation. His Adam's apple trembled and he spoke with difficulty:

"Now... there's no chance of winning, right?"

Lin Feng was silent.

Then he raised his head, not looking at the big screen, but looking far away in the direction of the God team's competition room on the stage:

"Half percent."

That is 0.50%.

Today's God-God's Hand has only a 5% chance of winning.

Strictly speaking, the so-called five percent chance of winning is basically the same as no chance. Often, if such an assessment comes from a commentator, it is just a relatively euphemistic way of saying it, just to give a warning to the team that is destined to lose. Save some face at the end.

However, this judgment at this moment came from Lin Feng's mouth.

But it is by no means euphemistic.

The so-called half percent means that there is really still a half percent chance.

Even in such a huge disadvantageous situation, the God team on the purple side still retains its last glimmer of hope.

Or rather——

It is the last possibility of a miracle being born.

…

On the field, three heads of the opponent's purple team's SSK team were captured with lightning speed. The blue team's SSK team did not stop at all. Several signal points were marked at the Dalong Gorge in the river, and then the five blue team members Fang Yingxiong immediately rushed towards the Dalong area.

There is no longer any suspense in this wave.

Even if you just kill one person on the opposite side, it's enough for SSK to force the Baron to force the group.

And if three are killed, then even if the opponent still has double C, SSK's chance of taking the dragon is infinitely close to 100%.

With the Baron, the game is almost sealed.

For a time, almost all players and viewers around the world had this idea in their minds.

Countless Chinese LPL players and fans are completely disappointed——

Gone.

In response to such huge expectations, this battle finally lost its suspense.

Their top seed in the LPL division... faced the strongest team in the world. In the end, it was inevitable that they would lose.

In front of the Dalong Fjord, the five members of the blue side SSK team have begun to focus on Baron Nash. The health bar on the head of the dragon is rapidly dropping.

But it was at this moment.

In the grass near the mouth of the river on the upper road, a beam of teleportation light suddenly rose up.

At the official commentary desk, a North American commentator quickly noticed this scene and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"oh?"

"This is... the card master's transmission."

Here's an update. I'm so busy on Monday. I hope tomorrow will be better and I'll be able to type more. .

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