Rise

On the stage, the five main players of the SSK team, captured by countless flash cameras, worked together to lift the champion's Summoner's Trophy high.

The applause was deafening again, resounding through the dome of Wembley Arena.

SSK's dynastic rule remains.

This year, teams from various major competition areas tried to challenge the majesty of South Korea's hegemony, but once again they all failed.

Several members of the God team silently walked off the stage and returned to their own backcourt area in a heated atmosphere where the audience enthusiastically chanted the name of the SSK team.

The club's coaches, team leaders, and staff came forward and wanted to hug and pat shoulders to comfort him, but they saw several of their own players stop again and opened their mouths, full of bitterness and not knowing where to start.

The atmosphere is silent and heavy.

Dawn Morning Star raised his head, glanced across the faces of everyone in front of him, then slowly bent down and bowed deeply:

"sorry--"

Behind him were the other four God members, including Huangxue Yege, who also bowed deeply at this moment and could not stand for a long time.

Everyone felt that their eyes were swollen and hot, and their noses were so sore that they felt like tears were about to fall out.

Leader Zhang of the God Club sniffed hard, stepped forward to help Dawn Morning Star up, and patted him hard on the shoulder:

"There's nothing to apologize for."

"You have done a good job, you have not embarrassed our club, nor have you embarrassed the LPL!"

Everyone else nodded vigorously:

"Yes! No shame at all!"

"Besides us, is there any other team in the world that can push SSK to the point just now?"

"We almost won! Really, this is the most explosive BO5 I have ever seen!"

"God is awesome!"

"They're all good!"

Huangxue Yege raised her head, her eyes were red, she reached out and wiped her face hard as if to wipe away the tears in her eyes,

The voice was slightly hoarse and he spoke:

"I understand the truth——"

"But... I'm very unwilling to do so."

Everyone fell silent again.

Yes.

Who can be willing to accept such a result?

BO5 reached the final decider. The rune mage Ryze, who held the ace in the box, was almost destined to win. The dream of breaking the SSK dynasty was just around the corner... but at the last moment, it was shattered like a bubble. .

At this time, Dawn Morning Star slowly stood up. When he heard the words of his teammates, he shook his head and looked towards the direction where several SSK players were holding the cup on the stage. The figure of the leader was reflected in his eyes, and he smiled bitterly:

"It's useless not to give in."

"In this last scene, the gap...is too big."

Just like what the SSK mid laner captain who walked up to him said to him when the two teams were shaking hands on the stage——

It might have been a little off originally.

But after that fifth game, this "little bit" made a huge difference.

At this time, the people from No. 1 also came over, looked at Dawn Morning Star, and bowed slowly again:

"senior."

"I disappoint you."

Number 1 looked at the dawn star in front of him and shook his head:

"no need to say sorry."

"You guys played very well today. You didn't lose anyone or the team."

"only--"

Speaking of this, No. 1 also paused, and showed a rare sigh:

"It's just that I... won more beautifully than you."

…

After winning the cup, the SSK team members stepped down amidst the cheers of the audience.

Returning to the backcourt area, other coaches, leaders and staff of the SSK club were ecstatic and rushed over to celebrate with their players.

In an atmosphere of joy, Han Shihao turned his head and looked at Yi Jiao.

The young general manager of the club is still leaning lazily against the wall:

"Nice job."

"I came down a little late. Mr. Daozai and Senior M left beforehand, but don't worry, I have already asked for credit on your behalf and on their behalf——"

As he spoke, Park Chanyeol paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Han Shihao, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"It seems like Lady Luck is really on your side."

"The last scene..."

"You won the bet, how do you feel now?"

Han Shihao looked at Park Chanyeol in front of him and spoke calmly:

"I figured it out."

Um?

The young general manager of the club raised his eyebrows slightly and made a sign of listening.

"I'm different from you."

Han Shihao shook his head unexpectedly:

"What you pursue is the fresh excitement brought by constant challenges. Once you have achieved something, you will no longer be interested. Your eyes will always be on things that can bring you freshness."

Park Chanyeol narrowed his eyes: "Oh, so what?"

Han Shihao looked at Park Chanyeol calmly:

"So, you may be a great coach and supervisor, but you will not be a qualified professional e-sports player."

"You don't have to care about the outcome of one or two games."

"I don't even care about the world championship trophy I've already won and want to compete for more."

"but I am not."

Han Shihao looked at Park Chanyeol steadily, but there seemed to be a burning flame in his calm tone:

"I care."

"I still want the championship trophy I have won, this year, the next one next year, and the next one the year after that."

"As long as it's a game I participate in, I don't want to lose."

"All victories, big or small..."

"I want them all."

…

In the backcourt area where everyone is at the God Club, the players, coaches and leaders are already packing their things silently.

Looking towards the front of the stage, you can see that the audience in the auditorium has already stood up and prepared to leave.

This year’s World Finals…

The curtain finally came to an end.

After the annual top-notch carnival, the heat in the venue gradually dissipated. Compared with the frenetic and hot atmosphere not long ago, it gradually became a bit deserted.

Especially in the eyes of the loser.

Chu Fangnan came to No. 1 and others and spoke in a heavy tone:

"The domestic side...has received the news from here."

"So now, there's no other wiggle room."

The people on No. 1 were silent.

Naturally, they had known about this situation for a long time, but now that the reality was in front of them, it still made people feel uncomfortable.

Number Three waved his hand a little irritably:

"It's really... just a little bit of luck. "

Number 4 adjusted his glasses and smiled bitterly:

"They are just a little bit more lucky than us."

Chu Fangnan looked at No. 1, who reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, showing a rare hint of fatigue:

"This way... the form is clear."

"Put aside the previous luck and expectations, from now on——"

"We cannot lose every battle."

The update is here, and I have finally completed two updates at a time. Tomorrow this volume will end and enter the final volume.

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