Chapter 93 Pressure

England, London, Wembley 6,000 Arena.

The lights flashed wildly, and the thrilling war music reverberated throughout the competition venue. The audience was noisy and excited, and waves of applause and cheers continued to set off.

The first match of the second round of the group stage has ended. The showdown between the Fate team and the Gold team in Group B once again ended with the victory of the Korean Fate team.

One of the Four Emperors, "Moon Emperor", as the single captain of the Fate team, Moon led the team with almost the cruel aggression of a pack of wolves, easily defeating all the resistance of the European Gold team.

Moon's own mid laner, Icebird, scored 7/0/3 in the game!

Close to super god!

Countless players and spectators at the scene exclaimed and made an uproar:

Mid laner Icebird...isn't this Phoenix's signature hero?

This is a challenge to Phoenix!

Offstage, the European Legend team is in the front row.

Phoenix, who is also one of the Four Emperors, nodded slightly and looked at the Ice Bird's 7/0/3 record in the viewing OB screen. His expression was calm, and his eyes were slightly flickering with awe-inspiring flames of fighting spirit.

A battle between the four emperors?

Now, it’s not the time yet——

…

The first game is over, followed by the second game in Group A.

In today's first match of Group A, the two teams participating are the North American team and the Chinese KG team.

There was a commotion in the audience.

So far in the group stage of the finals, the KG team in the Chinese LPL division can be said to be the worst performing team - even the wild card team, although the weakest, at least dares to fight hard, unlike The KG team's game makes people feel frustrated watching it.

Online, in the live broadcast rooms of the finals on major live broadcast platforms, the players and viewers of the national server were also silent.

They are not cheering for their own KG team.

Because in the previous first round of the group stage, the performance of the KG team had completely disappointed them.

However, at this time, the players and audience of the national server did not mock more, because in fact, even if the KG team performed so poorly, they still retain the last hope in their hearts:

Maybe... the KG team can rise a little bit today?

At the same time, in the competition room of the North American team on the stage, Chris, who was sitting in the top lane seat, moved his knuckles with a relaxed expression, making a clicking sound, and his face was full of confidence.

He has full confidence in his team reaching the quarterfinals.

In their Group A, except for the European team Legend, which is indeed stronger than theirs, the other teams are not their opponents at all.

As for the KG team in the Chinese LPL division...

Chris had a sarcastic expression on his face:

I originally thought how strong the teams in the LPL division would be, but I didn't expect them to be so vulnerable.

Especially the top laner of the KG team——

Thinking of this, Chris's eyes fell in the direction of the KG team's competition room not far across the way. He saw the fat man who was looking nervous and pale at the moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up in a mocking arc:

The uncrowned eighth king?

He is just a parallel importer with extremely poor psychological quality.

In the finals of the S1 season, his team also played against that fat guy's team, and was severely defeated in the end. This has made Chris hold a grudge in his heart until now.

For him, it was really a great thing to meet the KG team in the group stage of the finals.

Because... as long as he thinks that he can defeat this Chinese team and this annoying fat guy on the stage of the World Finals, it really makes him feel happy——

While thinking this, Chris's lips raised a cruel smile.

…

At the same time, in the competition room of the KG team on the stage.

Several members of the team had heavy expressions. They knew that this game would be the key to life and death for their KG team in the group stage, so they all managed to cheer up and cheer up their fighting spirit.

But even so, the huge psychological pressure in the past few days and the shadow left by previous defeats have made it impossible for them to find their best state now.

Tian Tian sat in his seat, his face pale because of nervousness.

Thinking that this game would determine life and death, such huge pressure once again made him so scared that he wanted to tremble.

But suddenly he remembered the phone call from Lin Feng he had received earlier, and while trembling in his heart, he forced his nervousness and fear to suppress:

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid...

I believe in Fengzi, Fengzi believes in me, I can do it!

He kept mumbling to himself like a neurotic, but this had no effect at all. Tian Tian only felt that he was getting more and more nervous and could not help but tremble.

(No, it’s useless!)

(I, I, I can’t do it——)

Then, suddenly the last words Lin Feng said on the phone flashed through Tian Tian's mind:

"When I come back, I won't need a teammate who can't even qualify for the finals group stage."

Tian Tian's whole body trembled violently.

(Fuko...doesn't need weak teammates.)

(I, I want to continue fighting with Fuko, so... I can’t become a drag.)

(So... win.)

(Everyone has to win.)

(You can’t lose a game and win everything.)

Constantly murmuring like this, the huge and suffocating psychological pressure collided with the strong desire to win that was forcibly forced out by Lin Feng, making the fat man tremble even more violently.

While shaking violently, Tian Tian slowly raised his head.

His chubby face was still extremely pale.

But those little eyes were already flashing with a heart-stopping scarlet craziness:

"Can't lose a game!"

"Everyone must win!"

…

Internet bulls and Internet cafes, fighting in front of the stage.

Several members of the Thirteen High E-Sports Club continued to fight in the Summoner's Rift as they controlled their heroes with solemn and focused expressions.

The atmosphere became tense and depressing little by little.

The smell of gunpowder and gunpowder smoke began to permeate the air.

Now, at the 5th minute of the game, the head count of the blue and purple sides on the field has become a 1-1 tie.

After Lin Feng's mid laner Zed got first blood with a kill in the opening game, the jungler Prince of the purple side Qigao team wandered onto the road and cooperated with the top laner Jiugong teammates to hit Shen Ze's top laner Rambo on the blue side. Kill and take away.

At the same time, on the bottom lane, Tang Bingyao and Wei Dong's Spear of Revenge plus Bulon combination failed to take much advantage from the opponent's purple side Jinx plus Rinu combination.

The opponent's purple team's bottom lane combination consists of two players whose average strength is around Diamond 2.

Although Tang Bingyao is slightly stronger than the ADC player of the opposite team Qigao, it is difficult for her to achieve a suppressive advantage, especially since the opponent's support Japanese girl is stronger than Wei Dong's support level, so the bottom lane is still there for the time being. A stalemate.

Classmate Xiao Tang’s delicate eyebrows wrinkled a little.

Then she didn't say anything, but the look on her face became more focused and serious:

(must work hard!)

At the same time, in the middle, Lin Feng's mid laner Shadow Stream Master, who got first blood, continued to suppress the opponent's swordsman Yasuo.

However, the opponent's mid laner Yasuo became obviously more cautious after sending first blood. He reacted very quickly several times and used the W skill Wind Wall to block the long-range consumption of the Q skill of the Lord of Shadow Stream.

If the mid laner in the Electric 2 Master Group really goes all out, even Lin Feng will not be able to easily complete solo kills one after another while being extremely cautious.

On the contrary, just now, the jungle prince of the purple side wandered to the middle again. He happened to accurately calculate the time when Lin Feng's W skill "Shadow Secret: Clone" was still on cooldown, and the second consecutive EQ burst out and pointed directly at the target shadow. Lord of the flow.

If Liu Yue's jungle spider hadn't arrived in time, Lin Feng's calamity might have resulted in a death.

On the field, the small opening advantage that the blue side had at the beginning seemed to be gone.

As one of the top 16 teams in the last league, the strength of the Qigao team should not be underestimated, which put a lot of pressure on the Thirteen High E-sports team.

but……

If you give up and lose, what will you do to compete for the final 16-school league championship trophy?

If even such a top 16 team cannot be defeated...

What goals and dreams are there to talk about?

Lin Feng took a deep breath, and the light in his eyes suddenly became sharper:

He told everyone in the Thirteen High E-Sports Club that the next game would be left to him.

He also told Fatty that he would fight with Fatty on different arenas and win together.

(Words spoken, promises made——)

(It must be achieved!)