Chapter 140: People who believe in miracles are as amazing as miracles themselves, right!

"s1mple was tricked into firing by the body-shake, confirming the position, there is a chance to plant the Archway bomb. But Nice didn't go back to plant the bomb at the first time, but went up to chase people. Then there is no time for this wave!"

Wanjiqi's voice revealed suppression. In his opinion, Nice's operation was a bit too reckless. Clearly, as long as the bomb was planted, he could reconsider from the long term, but Nice chose the most dangerous playstyle.

The atmosphere in the VP battle room was almost frozen. The members held their breath, seemingly worried that if the sound was too loud, it would affect Xu Beifang's operation.

The moment Xu Beifang tricked s1mple's position with the body-shake, the four members of VP subconsciously raised their hands. Following that, Xu Beifang's act of rushing to CT Spawn made their hearts jump.

The terrifying strength of s1mple's AWP made them feel as if they could see the scene of Xu Beifang being hit by the AWP bullet in the next second.

But their hands still didn't put down, as usual, looking forward to something.

Xu Beifang chased to the face, the fast movement made s1mple not even have time to pull the bolt. The gunfire that usually felt noisy was incomparably pleasant at this moment.

Accompanied by the blood flying on the fly-head of the opposite side, the screen froze, and there were still 2 seconds left on the top of the head. At this moment, the system prompt sound was so beautiful...

"Niiiiiiice!!!"

The suppressed emotions erupted directly. The VP players took off their headphones directly, and then roared excitedly at the teammates beside them.

They also got up one by one to find people around them to hug and celebrate. The entire battle room was in a mess!

The shouting beside him exploded. Xu Beifang also felt his adrenaline soaring at this moment. His right hand pulled off the headphones directly, and his arms were tightly clenched, shouting crazily.

Byali, who was sitting next to him, rushed over directly, "We won!! We won!!"

Pasha and others also hugged and celebrated. From the lens, it could be clearly seen how excited the VP members were at this moment—within less than 10 seconds, the faces of most of their members were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"We are in the Top 8!! Top 8!!" Xu Beifang also shouted excitedly at Byali with a ferocious face.

Then his gaze met Pasha and others who were hugging on the other side. The two stepped forward to stand together, puffed out their chests and bumped each other, and then the whole VP team hugged together excitedly and jumped up and down.

From silence to noise pollution, they only spent less than 10 seconds.

But these 10 seconds were a release process of VP's emotions. Before entering the Major, they hadn't even fantasized about this Top 8 position.

Who knew they killed all the way from the qualifier to the group stage, and then from the group stage to the playoffs!

This journey was simply too dreamy!

"Brother, you are really too daring to play. I really can't believe you would go to chase people in that situation. It almost scared my life away." Pasha patted Xu Beifang's back and said with lingering fear.

Xu Beifang took a long breath. The moment he just won, his adrenaline was soaring. Now the whole person was very excited. He wanted to calm himself down.

"Actually, reason told me at that time, go back to plant the bomb, and then use a big jump to jump onto the Long Box, which would be the best choice, but at that time... just didn't know how, the whole person rushed out, thinking about just finishing s1mple and that's it!" Xu Beifang laughed loudly, "In the end, I still succeeded!! Hahaha!"

Neo patted Xu Beifang's back and calmed down, saying: "Not easy, this point is really thrilling. It seems that I will have to eat quick-acting heart-saving pills directly next time I play."

"Then you have to prepare more."

"Hahaha."

Because of their celebration, the room was now in a mess. Because Byali's movement was too big, the gaming chair was directly flipped over.

But even so, no one would have the slightest dissatisfaction because of the mess in the room. Today, for them, there are two things that can dilute all the bad things.

One thing is successfully advancing to the Top 8.

The other thing is——defeating NaVi!

Simply a win-win!

Ropz's peripherals had been packed up and put in his backpack. The match was over, but he didn't return to the lounge, but stood outside the battle room in a daze.

The shouting in the VP room made him so envious. He also wanted to shout loudly with his teammates after the match, but today's opponent was FaZe, and their strength really didn't allow it.

Although the setback of the '18 Boston Major gave FaZe a huge psychological blow, it wasn't something their "youth training camp" could touch.

The final match was fixed at 8:16, a score difference of 8 points.

Looking at Nice laughing with his head up, Ropz couldn't help but sigh at the terror of talent at this moment.

But it had to be said that VP could be considered an absolute dark horse in this Major.

Nice, as a pure newcomer, led this group of old men in VP to fight all the way, and even defeated NaVi today.

"It's really a bit exaggerated." Ropz muttered.

"This is also their best opportunity." A familiar voice came, interrupting Ropz's contemplation.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw it was his teammate Snax, who was also a former member of VP.

The tall Snax analyzed calmly: "VP and NaVi colliding, although it didn't look good, this round was also the best time for VP to advance, and they grasped the opportunity."

"But being able to defeat NaVi, this is too exaggerated, that is the current world number two."

Snax shook his head: "You shouldn't think of the world number two as too strong. Before this Major, NaVi even lost to North in a BO3, and a few months ago, they also lost to the Huaxia Tyloo team, and were even taken away 2-0. At that time, Tyloo's ranking was about 20, which is no different from the current VP."

"The current NaVi's upper and lower limits are very exaggerated." Snax continued, "BO1's fault tolerance is already low, and Zeus likes to gamble on points, so the fault tolerance is even lower. Today, Electronic was also a bit off-fire. Relying purely on s1mple alone, it's normal not to win."

"But isn't VP also Nice carrying alone?" Ropz asked strangely.

Snax explained: "s1mple is a sniper, and Nice is a rifleman. It looks like Nice's data has a few less kills than s1mple, but why is everyone saying Nice is a perverted guy? Because his breakthrough attempt rate and success rate are too high!"

"His playstyle is also very different from the mainstream. He has too much influence on the overall battle situation. But after this Major ends, Nice will likely face a rookie wall."

Snax patted Ropz on the shoulder: "Just like you, didn't you play quite well in your first year of professional? In the second year, you slowly felt the pressure. It's the same principle. Everyone will start to target him next."

"s1mple is a bit of a pity, the highest number of kills in the whole game and still didn't win." Ropz shook his head and said.

The thick palm covered his eyes. s1mple pulled off the headphones with one hand, as if this way he could not see the settlement screen.

The room was silent. The sound of the headphones falling on the keyboard was so harsh at this moment. The data cables of the keyboard, mouse, and headphones were all curled together, looking even more suppressed under the dim light. s1mple opened his eyes and saw that he even laughed a little, but the smile was as bitter as a song.

The shadow of the palm could not cover the result of the match. As soon as he closed his eyes, it was as if he could return to the scene just now. After being tricked into firing by the opponent, he shrank back a position.

He thought Nice would go back to plant the bomb, and he could grab a time difference to go out at this time and catch the opponent off guard.

But he didn't expect that while he was repeeking to look for an opportunity, the opponent also rushed up directly.

He actually had some reasons to find.

For example, Flamie and Edward were always giving away free kills, not playing any role in their positions, and not even playing any pulling role.

Electronic, who was given high hopes by him, was also a bit unlucky today. The friction between him and Flamie in the first half due to some small things led to a poor hand feel.

As the IGL, Zeus's gambling strategy today didn't play much of a role, and he also actively sent out kills many times.

In the last round, as long as others killed one more, reducing some of his pressure, this point could be won, and there would be a chance to continue chasing at match point.

But these actually have no meaning. Not winning is not winning. This kind of thing doesn't talk about logic.

When losing, saying anything sounds like an excuse.

The VP players walked towards them. Although they deliberately adjusted their emotions, it was obvious to see the high spirits of that teenager.

s1mple complained in his heart that Xu Beifang's playstyle was like a mad dog, but he just shook hands simply and didn't talk much about anything.

"We still have a chance, play BO3 tomorrow, cheer up." Zeus really wanted to win, and it could be said that everyone who participated in the Major wanted to win.

But as the team IGL and captain, Zeus was trying hard to adjust everyone's mood back.

Losing this BO1, they couldn't give up on themselves. After all, entering the 2-2 group, although unwilling, now they can only try hard to adjust and strive to win in tomorrow's match.

Watching the figures of the VP group leaving, s1mple didn't say anything, got up and slowly packed up the peripherals, and his mood slowly straightened out with the messy peripheral cables.

After winning NaVi, VP officially entered the Legend Stage of the match with a 3-1 record, which is the Top 8!

Because Xu Beifang's stomach was a bit uncomfortable, he declined the interview of the match group.

The four people of VP who were waiting were caught by Li Wenzhe.

"Hello, can I interview you now?" Li Wenzhe asked very politely.

Michu waved his hand: "I don't want to accept interviews outside of media day."

Li Wenzhe was a bit disappointed, but this result was still within expectations. It is very normal for players who are not on media day not to accept interviews.

And Pasha, who was sitting there, looked for a long while and asked: "Which media are you from?"

Li Wenzhe replied: "I am from Perfect World Esports, serving Chinese media."

"From Huaxia?" Pasha suddenly realized, "I remember you, you did an interview for Nice at the ZOTAC Cup before, right."

Li Wenzhe shook the white hair on his forehead and replied: "Yes, I am from Huaxia, and I am also a friend of Nice."

"Since you are a friend of Nice, then we can accept the interview." Pasha replied.

Because of Xu Beifang's relationship, they had a very good impression of Huaxia, and the feeling in IEM Shanghai and ZOTAC Cup was also quite good.

Li Wenzhe raised his eyebrows, a bit surprised by this answer.

You know, Michu had sworn before that he would not accept interviews.

"First of all, congratulations on advancing to the playoffs. How do you feel now?"

Pasha took the microphone and began to answer: "Being able to defeat NaVi is simply great. We didn't expect to have this result. Now everything feels good, whether it's the team atmosphere, communication, or results, everything is good."

Li Wenzhe nodded and continued to ask: "Actually, the person I most want to interview today is Nice, after all, he is my friend. But Nice is not here, I want to ask, what is the most intuitive feeling that his joining has brought you?"

Neo took the microphone, pondered for a few seconds and replied: "Our experience, playstyle, cognition, and communication between the team have all changed. I think the main change is the playstyle, and also Nice is too damn powerful!"

Li Wenzhe felt refreshed when he heard this praise. Hearing the players of his own country slowly making a name for themselves, they had a joy of watching their children grow up.

"Nice is indeed an excellent player. Can you tell me your evaluation of him?" Li Wenzhe signaled to the VP group.

Byali: "A stinky cheater."

Michu: "VAC!"

Pasha: "My fitness partner."

Neo: "A firepower point that can subvert the match, and this person is quite self-disciplined. If it weren't for his humor and occasional fatigue in daily life, we would even feel he is like a robot."

Li Wenzhe was quite surprised by such a series of answers from the VP group. He also knew that this interview had content.

"Then, regarding the match against NaVi that just ended, what were your thoughts on the duel between Nice and s1mple at that time?"

Byali shook his head and sighed: "Masters fighting, a game between two perverts, what good thoughts can there be, can only say I was stunned."

Neo said on the side: "It was indeed scary to watch at the time. He went to chase the opponent when he didn't have enough time in the duel, but perhaps this is the confidence of a young player. He believes he can get this kill, and s1mple also believes he can find an opportunity when pulling out horizontally. In the end, Nice was better in the game."

"This is a victory for the bold."

While they were interviewing, Li Wenzhe heard someone shouting not far away: "Hey! Baldy!!"

No need to think, it must be that guy Xu Beifang.

Before in IEM Shanghai, Xu Beifang heard Se Fu calling his nickname, and also followed suit.

He now wanted to go back and tear Se Fu into pieces.

"Come, accept an interview!" Since he caught him, Li Wenzhe didn't plan to let Xu Beifang go.

"Today's match was played very well, and congratulations on successfully advancing to the Top 8 of the Major. Domestic netizens are very satisfied with your performance, but also hope that you can continue to move forward."

"That's too difficult." Xu Beifang sighed.

Now that they are in the Top 8, moving forward is the Top 4.

And knowing his own situation, the weakest point of VP is the map pool.

After the Top 8, all matches are BO3. The fault tolerance of both sides will become very high. If the comprehensive strength is not enough, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to advance.

"It is indeed necessary for some miracles to appear." Li Wenzhe also understood VP's current situation. Being able to reach the Top 8 is already very amazing.

"But I believe in miracles." Xu Beifang said to the camera, "After all, people who believe in miracles are as amazing as miracles themselves, right."

At this moment, Xu Beifang's smile was confident and bright, and the expression on his face was unrestrained.

Li Wenzhe only thought of one word——high spirits!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 141 =====