Rise

According to the official schedule published online, the Legend Cup events lasted only four days in total.

The general process is almost the same as MSI, except that the schedule is much more compressed.

After all, respective representative teams are selected from the six major regions to compete from the group stage to the final BO5 finals.

But as mentioned before, for the vast number of Chinese server players and netizens, learning about the Legend Cup after the MSI Mid-Season Invitational did not give them any expectations at all, or even just Because of the specific information in it, I have even less hope for the representative team of the national server this time.

Even the God they were most proud of, the Hand of God, suffered such a brutal bloodbath.

How could a makeshift grassroots team made up of a few old guys from the previous generation whose names they had never even heard of create any miracles?

"I was underestimated——"

On the night before the game, the five members of the Legend Cup national team were sitting together in front of the late night snack stall. Looking at the various posts and comments in the web forum on the mobile phone screen, Liu Dao couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

There was a pile of barbecues on the table, as well as some empty beer bottles.

It seemed that the people at the table were enjoying themselves eating and drinking, and there was no trace of tension or pressure due to the upcoming battle.

No. 3, who was sitting across from Liudao, poured wine into the empty wine glass in front of him and lazily threw it over without raising his head:

"no way."

"This time, the second and fourth children are not here, so I have to improvise as a companion with you two guys. It really makes people feel quite unsure."

Liudao was so choked that he couldn't help but roll his eyes:

"you--"

"Hey Lao Mo, they are so stubborn that they are squeezing us out on the hilltop and dislike us. Why don't you say a few words for me?"

Mohe, who was called for help, looked calm, and there was no change in expression on his face. He also poured the wine and took a sip:

"nothing to say."

"If it weren't for the overall interests of national e-sports, I never thought that one day I would fight side by side with these people."

"In comparison, if I can -"

"I would rather try my hand at a team in Europe, America or South Korea, and play against the guys on the table now."

No. 3 couldn't help but curl his lips after hearing this:

"Hey, you should try it."

"I went to a second-rate team in Europe and North America that was a mess. If I can make it to the finals, I lose."

"Going to South Korea?"

"Tsk, let's first see if Li Dazaile is not willing to give up his position."

Number 5 on the side couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, with a bit of helplessness on his face, and he blamed:

“Take it all.

"

"Everyone, no matter how old they are, is still like a child."

"We are going to play together tomorrow. How can we start fighting among ourselves now?"

As she said that, she turned to look at her fiancé sitting next to her, and she couldn't help but express a bit of blame and reproach:

"So do you."

"The captain didn't even give me a word of advice."

Before the temporary captain of his own team could respond, Liu Dao called out again:

"Hey, don't count me in this."

"He 001 is the captain of your NO. I won't recognize him when he comes to me."

Mohe put down his wine glass, his expression remained indifferent:

"Me too."

No. 3 once again mocked ruthlessly: "It doesn't matter whether you recognize it or not. Back then, everyone was defeated by his subordinates anyway. If you want to join NO, you have to first ask whether you are qualified and whether we are willing to accept you--"

The words fell.

It obviously directly aroused the anger of the other two.

The gazes of Mo He and Liu Dao were sharp and cold at the same time, and No. 3 faced him without giving an inch. The three gazes collided in the air, sparks and electric light burst out.

It was finally at this time that No. 1, who had seemed to be concentrating on eating supper from beginning to end, finally raised his head, glanced at the people on the table, and laughed happily:

"Pretty good."

"Everyone is very energetic."

"If there is no harmony within the team, if you ask me, it's really not a big deal."

"We really should let the other old guys take a look, even if we are a temporary team like ours..."

"It's enough to beat them."

…

The competition officially begins the day after the midnight snack.

Although the majority of ordinary Chinese server players and netizens have no hope or interest in this competition, professional team players such as God, Hayami and KG originally wanted to come to watch and cheer. thoughts.

They know better than ordinary players the strength of the members who will represent the national server in this Legend Cup.

But at the same time, I also know how unfathomable and terrifying the opponents in the other major competition areas of this Legend Cup are.

It's just that they all planned to go to the stadium together that day, but No. 1 suddenly sent a message to the managers and team leaders of each club, and stopped them with a light sentence:

"Just to watch the excitement, don't come here."

“It’s time to train and train, and it’s time to qualify.”

"An MSI shouldn't make you dejected, but it should also make you more aware of the strength gap between yourself and your truly powerful opponents."

"so--"

"Take care of yourself."

"Pick yourself up one by one and make yourself stronger. Strong enough that you don't need to feel guilty and blame yourself for defeat again and again. Strong enough that when the sky falls, you can stand up and lift it up again."

"certainly."

"This time, we old guys will help you carry it first."

"Just wait."

…

nine in the morning.

Magic City, the venue for the Legend Cup competition.

All the representative teams from the six major divisions were present.

Liu Dao raised his eyes, scanned the crowd, and twitched the corners of his mouth:

"Tsk."

"It's... it's rare to see so many familiar old faces. Most of them came at once."

Number Three raised his hand to say hello to the figure leading the North American team not far away. Over there, Bullet looked back and nodded slightly to the former.

Mohe's eyes were coldly fixed on the place where the Korean team was gathered. The figure of the Korean e-sports emperor of the previous generation was reflected in his eyes, and the faint flame began to burn hotly:

"It's really exciting."

The focus of the audience seemed destined to be No. 1 and No. 5, standing side by side arm in arm.

All eyes fell on the two of them.

Or.

It fell on one person on the 1st.

In those eyes, there was complex fear, reverence, hostility, admiration, and more... it seemed to be fear.

In the end, several other members of the national team couldn't help but turn their attention to their temporary captain.

Liudao sighed:

"I can't say anything other than envy for this kind of treatment."

Mohe had no expression on his face:

"It's true that only he can."

Number 1 nodded happily:

"It does feel familiar and friendly."

He turned his head, his eyes swept across the faces in the field, and finally landed on the two leaders of the Korean representative team, and laughed:

"Come on then."

"After so many years of rest, today -"

“Move your muscles.”

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