Chapter 850 (1/2)
”Win!”
”Let's congratulate the tearing team on winning this game! Joy, I'm so excited!”
In Busan gymnasium, when the picture on the big screen was fixed and the badge of ”victory” belonging to the tearing team appeared, Luoluo's eyes turned red.
Although this game is the second game of bo5, she knows how difficult it is to make two catch up with three on the professional stage. So this game is a battle of life and death for the tearing team!
The whole game can be said to be God's start and God's end. The middle process is all kinds of entanglement. The beluga whale propped up half the country alone.
At the same time, through this game, all the audience are also aware of the horror of LCs Europe's No. 1 seed.
Before, all the light was focused on the AK47, so the members of the tearing team felt that as long as they pressed the AK47, everything would be fine. But facts have proved that a good team can't be brought up by one person, otherwise the game of hero League will lose its meaning.
When a main force falls, other players can inherit his mantle and stand up again, which is the team!
”The MVP player in this set is Moby Dick, but I think if I can win, I still want to praise the final transmission of mica.”
”Yes, if there is no transmission, everything may end differently.” Luo Luo still has a lingering feeling when she thinks of it now.
”But in any case, this game is beautiful! Our LPL team is no worse than that in other theaters!”
”Every player in the tearing team, you are all good!” Luo Luo also praised from her heart.
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In the competition seat of Busan stadium, the players who are also excited are the torn players.
The last picture of the elephant Lord was fixed at the moment when he swept the troops with a big move. At that time, his nerves were too tight. So after the picture was fixed for a long time, he came back from the game state.
”Wipe! We won!”
”You melon skin, we won long before you react!” said the troubled times.
”I'm too stupid to play games and reality!”
Like the Lord himself hit his forehead, and then he hugged his assistant in troubled times. Although the two games were broken or lost the hind leg of transmission, they also have their own bright operation in each wave of group war. It's not in vain to make a little more progress than the previous game.
The beluga whale sitting beside them finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the chaotic times and the elephant Lord embracing each other.
To be honest, he is still a little nervous in this game.
”Mica, the last transmission is timely. You are the Savior.”
”I don't deserve it! If I hadn't played badly in the early stage, I should have won...”
”Don't ask the process, just look at the results.”
”Moby Dick, how can you be so calm? I tell you, I'm still sweating. You know, I can't save you in such a short time.” mica is still terrified.
”This game is over after playing. Let's take a break and continue the third game!” beluga laughed.