Rise

Strictly speaking, as the only remaining team in the Chinese LPL division in the World Finals, the challenges and pressures faced by the KG team are also not light.

The opponent's Assassin team is from the Taiwan Division, although it is weaker than teams such as Legend team and Season team that have four emperors——

But in fact, this still cannot change the fact.

That is this Taiwanese team called Assassin, whose strength cannot be underestimated easily by anyone.

Not to mention anything else, the fact that there is also a Seventh King in this team is enough to put people on guard.

"Read Thirteen".

The number one professional jungler in Taiwan.

He was once even tied with the Korean team's seven-king jungler "Orian" as the world's top jungler, Lee Sin.

Taiwanese game media once commented that the overall strength of the Assassin team might have been only 65 points, but relying on the tacit cooperation between the team and the ability of the jungler who read Thirteen to lead the rhythm, the team was able to achieve the goal. Raise the strength evaluation score of this team to above 80 points.

65 points may be just the level of an average mid-to-upper level professional team.

But if you score 80 points...

That is truly a strong team that can reach the World Finals stage!

"Nian Shisan, that guy is so powerful now~"

Lin Feng on the phone muttered something to cheer up Tian Tian on the other end of the phone:

"Fat man, come on, Thirteen was one place lower than you on the S1 world rankings back then. Now he is the Seventh King! If you fuck him this time, you will be the Seventh King!"

Tian Tian replied weakly: "But he is a jungler... Even if I win as a top laner, I can't take his place... and Thirteen is really strong."

Lin Feng waved his hand with great momentum:

"It does not matter!"

"You have to win anyway!"

"Back then, our Eleventh couldn't have easily fucked up the old Thirteen!"

The last words left my mouth,

Lin Feng himself suddenly paused.

Because he realized that he had just subconsciously said a very familiar name.

The teammate who also fought side by side back then.

Jungle position.

The partner named "Eleven".

…

Tian Tian on the other end of the phone was also very sensitive to the changes in the atmosphere on the phone, racking his brains to think of words to liven up the atmosphere: "Yes, yes, back then we always used the names eleven and thirteen. Just kidding - that Thirteen was very depressed at the beginning, hahaha..."

But such topics did not liven up the atmosphere at all.

The fat man's mouth was too clumsy, and in the end his laughter turned into dry laughter, and it became weaker and weaker, and finally he shut up obediently.

Lin Feng on the other end of the phone fell silent.

For a moment, his thoughts couldn't help but feel a little dazed again.

He still remembers the scenes from that year. Before the World Finals of the S1 season, their national server division had to play a BO3 with the Taiwan division to compete for the only other finals in Asia besides the Korean division. Qualifying places in the competition area.

The opponent is the Taiwanese team where "Nian Shisan" belongs.

In the end, they won, and even though the team from the Taiwan Division was defeated, the two teams developed a sympathetic friendship without knowing each other. They cheered each other on and agreed to compete again next season.

At that time, Nian Shisan swore to his team’s jungler “Eleven”:

Next time we meet on the field, we will definitely take revenge!

Because in that round of BO3 finals competition, Nian Shisan, who was the jungler of the Taiwanese team, was defeated head-on by their jungler teammate "Eleven".

That's why he was so unconvinced and wanted to fight again.

However, Nian Shisan back then has become one of the Seven Kings in the world today.

Lin Feng and Fatty's teammate... seem to have disappeared from the professional circle and have not been heard from again.

Lin Feng pursed his lips vigorously, and then said seriously to Tian Tian on the other end of the phone:

"Fat man, when you finish this game——"

"I have something to ask you."

Tian Tian on the other end of the phone seemed to be able to sense Lin Feng's thoughts, and nodded seriously as well:

"good!"

Lin Feng took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and regained his fighting spirit:

"But no matter what, this time, we must win!"

"I'll work hard with you!"

…

The so-called "Let's work hard together" is of course more than just an empty talk.

Because Tian Tian’s KG team is about to usher in the last eight of the finals, Lin Feng’s Thirteen High E-Sports Club team will also welcome their Shanghai Sixteen Schools the next day. The first round of the league.

The fourth day of the quarterfinals of the finals.

The eyes of countless Chinese server players are all focused on the finals in Paris, France.

Today is the showdown between the KG team and the Assassin team!

Lin Feng at home was still sitting in front of the computer screen with Su Xue, watching the live OB screen in the finals live broadcast room. Su Xue waved a piece of dried beef in her hand and blew into the wind:

"Come on, come on! KG must come on!"

In Su Xue's live broadcast room, a group of fans and viewers were still habitually making comments on the screen:

"Woman, that's enough."

"This is so stupid, can you please stop swinging it?"

"Fengfeng, drag this crazy staff member away quickly."

But despite the barrage, for the water-loving players in the live broadcast room, their mood at the moment is also nervous and full of expectations.

Can, can I win...

Must win!

Lin Feng's eyes fell on the live broadcast screen. He looked seriously and attentively at Tian Tian among the KG team shown by the live director's camera. He also silently blessed in his heart:

Fatty...come on!

…

The scene of the finals.

The atmosphere in the Zenith Arena with 6,500 people was warm and exciting.

Today's two teams have already taken the field and sat in their respective competitive rooms.

The game is about to start, and the online Chinese server players and viewers are already tightening their hearts:

Come on, must come on!

The KG team... is their last hope in the national LPL division!

At the same time, in the KG team's competition room on the live stage, Tian Tian was sitting in his seat, his body still shaking uncontrollably due to nervousness and tremendous pressure.

But the words that came out of his trembling lips were heard only by himself:

"W-want to win!"

"1. We must win!"

"We must win!!"

Not for anything else, just for the belief in my heart that I don’t want to lose.

There was also the expectant gaze of the entire national server behind him.

And the heavy slap on the shoulder from the night song one day ago, and the solemn bow and supplication from the dawn stars.

Because there is a reason why we cannot fail.

so--

We can only move forward and launch the most desperate attack towards victory!

war.

war!

war! ! !

Suddenly Tian Tian raised his head, the pupils in his eyes had been replaced by a faint scarlet color, and a frightening and crazy aura slowly rose from his body again.

The first battle begins.

After 32 minutes, the first battle ended.

Accompanied by cheers and applause like a tsunami, the KG team won its first victory in the first game.

The online Chinese server players and audience burst into thunderous cheers, almost too excited to express their excitement in words.

Then came the second game.

Thirty-five minutes of fierce fighting, the last wave of the Baron team battle, the jungler "Nian Shisan" of the Taiwanese Assassin team controlled the excavator to forcefully enter the Baron Fjord, and beat the opponent's jungler Prince with residual health first, and then another [Punishment] Capture the dragon directly.

The scene was filled with screams and excitement again!

In the second game, the Taiwanese Assassin team won and the score became 1-1.

However, at this moment in the Assassin team's competition room, in front of the computer screen, a certain young man who had just been the biggest contributor to this game was already covered in cold sweat:

"Fuck! That damn fat guy...why does he feel like he's going crazy?"