Rise

Several teammates gathered around him, and as the captain, Zhang Xin pursed his lips tightly with a heavy expression on his face.

At this moment, even he had a hard time controlling his mood.

A feeling of depression could not stop rising from my heart.

Indeed, as several friends around them said, they had tried their best, but the final result... was still unsatisfactory.

Originally, they had made a plan, and they only needed to win one of the last two games. If they could defeat the Stingers in the fourth game, they would be able to secure three wins in advance, and there would be no need to compete with the Tian'a team in the final fifth game. A life or death.

But now...

The fourth round, lost.

Even though I tried my best, I still couldn't create a miracle.

This made their final hope of advancement once again fall in the fifth game.

However, today is different from yesterday.

The opponents they encountered in the last life and death round were completely incomparable to today's opponents.

That was the number one seed that ranked first in the entire Xiacheng sub-division. Their strength widened the gap between them by countless streets. They even lost so completely against the Stinger team, so they would be far stronger against them. The stinging god has no chance of winning.

Fight to the death?

It's just that it sounds nicer.

The real situation could only be that they were crushed and taken away.

To put it more bluntly, losing the fourth game actually meant that their top team was destined to be unable to achieve the goal of promotion, and was destined to regret being eliminated in this round.

It sounds really cruel.

They had obviously done very, very well, and they had lost the battle just now, even though they were defeated.

real……

Just a little bit of luck.

Even if they were assigned the same team ranked in the teens or 20s in the fifth round, they might still have some hope of winning.

But it just so happened that it was God.

Shaking his head vigorously, as if to throw away those depressed emotions, Zhang Xin looked at the teammates in front of him and forced a smile:

"Forget it, everyone worked hard."

"There's only one left, so let's try our best to perform as well as we should."

"No matter what happens...there must be a beginning and an end."

At this time, he didn't have the heart to say anything like "fight for the last chance", because no matter what, several people in the team knew in their hearts that there was basically no such thing as a chance.

The surrounding spectators have also dispersed.

Mu Qiu also quietly retreated to a distance, but her eyes were still far away on the few members of the Peak Team here, with a hint of regret.

Even though he had just praised the performance of the top team in this game, he had to admit that the current top team had lost its best chance to advance.

It is indeed too unrealistic for such a team composed of junior high school students to challenge the Tian'a team, which has reached the top semi-professional level.

Even though several teenagers in this team have already shown amazing and moving state and level.

Even though they have a coach with equally top professional abilities.

But the current level of performance is already the best that such a team can achieve from the combination of players and coaches.

Want to break through again?

There was really no room for further progress.

The coach can't do more, and the five existing players can't suddenly become stronger, unless they can replace a few new strong players on the spot, or at least have a top-level core player who can lead the entire team. The team's combat power instantly increased to a higher level——

suddenly.

Mu Qiu was stunned.

He vaguely thought of the possibility of a solution.

But then a heavy look appeared on his face, and he slowly shook his head:

Even "that" might not work.

after all……

…

Zhou Mo came to a few members of the Peak Team. Zhang Xin looked up and smiled reluctantly:

"Brother Mo."

Zhou Mo reached out and patted Zhang Xin's shoulder gently:

"Well played."

Yes, it's really good.

As the captain, he led the team to make the wisest decision decisively despite almost a small collapse in the early stage, and finally regained the rhythm in the mid-term; as the mid laner, the one-handed time assassin Ekko even posed a huge threat to the opponent several times.

In this game, Zhang Xin's performance was almost perfect from both a personal and team perspective.

But Zhang Xin lowered his head and said sadly:

"not good enough."

"If I were stronger... I could lead everyone to win."

It seemed that only when facing Zhou Mo, this boy who was only fifteen years old finally showed some emotions that he should have at his age.

yes.

This is indeed the case.

If it can be stronger, perhaps the mid laner Ekko can put more pressure on the opponent in the early stage, and in the mid-term team battle stage, he can kill a few more, and bring the rhythm faster.

Maybe there really is a chance to win.

But there is no such "if" in reality. As a fifteen-year-old junior high school student, wanting to be a top semi-professional player is still too demanding.

Perhaps in the future, he can even surpass the strength of the Stinger team's ADC captain "Venom Bee".

But that was definitely not now.

Raising his head again, Zhang Xin rubbed his nose, his eyes were slightly red, but he still smiled:

"It's fine."

"We will also play well in the last game and we will not embarrass you, Brother Mo."

Looking blankly at Zhang Xin's face, the reddish eye circles and the hard-working smile of the young man in front of him, Zhou Mo's lips moved.

I wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

only……

A thought that had been suppressed in his mind resurfaced uncontrollably.

Accompanied by it, the mood began to tremble and beat little by little.

It's like——

A certain emotion was spreading in his chest.

It was something that had been dormant for a long time.

It was some spirit that I once thought was completely dead.

…

After the fourth game against the Stingers, there wasn't much rest time left for the top teams.

Soon, it will be the final fifth life-and-death game.

A record of 2 wins and 2 losses.

On paper, the top teams still have the opportunity and qualifications to advance.

However, many other teams gathered around again. As they were talking to each other, the eyes looking at the pinnacle team members were filled with only pity and sympathy——

What a pity.

With this kind of strength that can actually fight the Stinger team back and forth, the last team should actually be able to fight against most other teams.

But...he bumped into Tian'a.

Doomed to defeat but no victory.

Mu Qiu was still standing in the crowd. She did not choose to recognize her former partners at this moment. She just remained silent and looked at Zhou Mo who was standing with several team members not far away. Deep in his eyes, There is a faint light flickering on and off.

That is……

An indescribable complex emotion.

It's hesitation and uncertainty.

But it is also longing and expectation.

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