Rise

The few days after the top 16 match were calm.

However, there are still undercurrents surging in major competition areas across the country.

After all, it is already the "eve" of the national competition, and each major division only has the final round of selection and elimination to determine the final competition spots.

At this point, no team can relax or give up easily.

Their goal of becoming a professional team is getting closer and closer.

So at a time like this——

Anyone and any opponent who stands in front of him will be swept away!

The winning team's Lin Feng and others are still in a relaxed mood. Even if they face Meilan, the second-ranked team in the division, in the quarterfinals, it doesn't seem to have much psychological impact on them.

Everyone goes to school as usual during the day.

After school, we gathered to continue training.

At school, several roommates in Lin Feng's dormitory 514 couldn't help but feel a little worried about someone in such a relaxed state:

"Hey Fengzi, you can't do this-"

"Why are you still here in class? It's the most critical round! We can't relax at the last minute!"

"Just take a leave from the counselor and make time to continue training!"

After all, the opponent is Meilan.

Anyone else would definitely feel like facing a formidable enemy.

How can someone be like this and look carefree every day?

Regarding the concerns and suggestions from several roommates, Lin Feng just smiled and waved his hand:

"it's okay no problem."

"I know it well."

Then he turned around and looked around the classroom:

"Didn't Jingu come today too?"

After the top 16, it seemed that the Japanese girl was rarely seen in school again.

Qiu Le nodded: "Yes, it seems that you are still asking for leave - hey, you guys fucked the Sakura Sentai last week. Is it because Jingu-san is too sad that he didn't come?"

Feng Tao next to him said with disdain: "What are you thinking about? Jingu-san is not such a stingy person."

Qiu Le couldn't help but mutter: "That's what I said...but after all, I was eliminated by someone I know. How uncomfortable it is-"

Lin Feng burst into laughter after hearing this.

Of course he knew it wouldn't be the reason.

And vaguely, he could also roughly guess something about what Jingu Sakura was busy with now.

…

In the past few days, Lin Feng and others from the decisive team also took the time to go to the God Club's training base to compete with Dawn Morning Star, Huang Xue Yege and others.

While chatting, I accidentally heard from the other party that their club had a group of foreign visitors two days ago.

I visited their training base, and then discussed and communicated with the club's senior management in the conference room for a long time. It was said that they had a great time.

It is also said.

Among the group of foreign visitors, the leader turned out to be a young and beautiful girl. Her conversation was graceful, elegant, and generous. At that time, she attracted the attention and favor of many God team members.

"Tsk, I'm not exaggerating. That Japanese girl is really pretty."

When Huang Xue Ye Ge was talking about this, she was still admiring her. Then she looked at Tang Bingyao beside her and added:

"Compared to Miss Tangtang, she's not much different!"

Zeng Rui and Li Shiyi couldn't help but look at each other.

Tang Bingyao turned her head when she heard this and ignored Huang Xue Ye Ge.

Lin Feng touched his nose:

turn out to be……

They all came here.

Senior No. 1 and Sister Xiaowu were not at the base, and they didn’t know what they had been busy with recently. However, after returning home that night, Lin Feng still called Senior No. 1 and reported on the team’s situation, and also mentioned the next one. The opponent he is about to encounter in the quarterfinals.

"You know, Meilan, right?"

Senior No. 1 on the other end of the phone spoke in a relaxed tone, and seemed to have learned this information early:

"Just let go and fight."

"When you meet those three families, you're welcome. You can do whatever you want to do."

Lin Feng touched his nose again.

It seems that the relationship between the senior and the third family is not that good.

"How confident are you?"

Senior No. 1 on the other end of the phone asked casually.

Lin Feng thought for a while and answered objectively and conservatively:

"Nine points."

That's what I said on this phone call, otherwise it would be a big deal for others to hear.

That is the Meilan team that ranks second in the Magic City's combat power list. It is almost as strong as the LPL professional level. When you come here, it sounds like a cabbage on the street, worthless and easy to bully?

But No. 1 seemed not surprised by this answer and laughed:

"You're very confident——"

Lin Feng's answer was also natural:

"They are stronger than Ueno."

"Lao Chen and Eleven are working together very well now. If they go up against each other, there won't be any pressure."

"There is no problem with Tangtang and Azeng on the bottom lane."

Number 1 on the other end of the phone seemed to raise an eyebrow:

"What about the middle?"

This question finally made Lin Feng pause for a moment before giving an answer:

"They are weaker in the middle."

Just this sentence is enough.

The strength comparison between Uenosuke and Uenosuke may only allow the current decisive team to win by six or even seven points at most.

And if the opponent’s mid laner is not strong enough——

Then you get to someone.

The outcome can almost be directly determined.

…

The time has finally arrived for the quarterfinals of the Magic City Division.

Eight teams gathered at the competition venue.

The venue was crowded and noisy. Among the crowd, one could even see a number of spectators wearing support T-shirts with printed logos, holding fluorescent sticks and light signs, shouting slogans enthusiastically:

"Come on Fengfeng!"

"Come on, Tangtang!!"

"We are the Suhang Yexue support group! We come from Douyu Room 17358!!"

"A decisive victory must be won! A decisive victory must be won!"

The momentum is magnificent.

Attracted a lot of attention.

On the third team's side, the members of Jiutian, Meilan and TO couldn't help but their eyelids twitched slightly when they heard this.

Feiniao was overjoyed and pointed at the six paths:

"Hey, you Meilan's momentum has been suppressed by others."

"Half the battle is lost before the fight even begins."

Liudao twitched his lips:

"It's so flashy... How come the team led by that guy on the 1st is so virtuous?"

Mohe's eyes faintly swept over the figures of the winning team not far away, then turned to look at Liudao:

"Just be steady."

"It's up to you today."

"Strive to force others to reveal more details."

Liudao took a deep breath and nodded:

"Of course."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked at his old friend in front of him angrily: "What do you mean, do you think we are going to lose right now?"

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