Chapter 670: Lose and I'll blast you to death!

Anything LMS can think of, LPL can certainly think of too.

VG's decisive victory got the two teams in the lounge fired up, and it also boosted their confidence.

Whoever it is, just win one more game and they can pass the baton to VG.

This realization left the two teams feeling relieved, yet also ashamed.

Why does VG get to score as soon as they step up, while we have to scheme in the shadows? All this talk of risk management is really just an excuse for not having enough confidence.

Can't we just have a little more confidence?

Do we really need to be this nervous just to play LMS?

Before VG's team returned, the people in the LPL lounge glanced at one another, seeing each other's guilt and discomfort.

LPL team leader Wensen also sensed the subtle shift in the air, which changed his impression of them—at least they still know how to reflect and feel ashamed.

So Wensen smiled and said:

"VG has set a great example for us. Who's going up next? Should we discuss it?"

No sooner had he spoken than the coaches of the two teams, who knew shame and then bravery, shot up their hands and said in unison:

"We'll go/Let us come!"

Then the two coaches exchanged a look, and RNG's coach FireFox spoke first:

"Red Rice coach, don't fight us for it—we'll take on Flash Wolf!"

Although it's not yet certain which team LMS will field next, we can infer: if LMS loses one more game, it's as good as a guaranteed loss, so the next match is vital—LMS must give it their all to win, or else it will deal a huge blow to their team morale; losing the third match would mean they wouldn't even need to play the fourth, let alone think about winning the fourth and then facing VG in a decider—that's nearly impossible.

Therefore, LMS will almost certainly field Flash Wolf in the third match.

Originally, Flash Wolf was the team that every other LPL side besides VG wanted to avoid, but after being fired up by VG's last match, now both RNG and WE are clamoring to face them.

Homme also wasn't backing down: "No, no, no—we'll take them! We've studied Flash Wolf extensively!"

FireFox: "We've done our homework too!"

Homme's Chinese is poor, and when he gets flustered he can't speak clearly, just insisting: "I'll go!"

FireFox: "We'll go!"

The two couldn't agree, and the players also jumped into the fray.

Wensen didn't interrupt, simply sitting to the side and watching with interest.

When the VG members walked in, they saw this scene in the lounge and all looked bewildered.

What's going on here?

Both sides saw the team's star player return, so they asked VG to weigh in.

Gao Jun quietly said to his teammates, speaking vaguely: "We think both of your teams are strong—no matter who goes up, we'll win either way; as for who exactly goes up, you can decide among yourselves—after all, we don't know much about it, haha..."

Then Wensen said: "Let's keep it fair—why don't you settle it with rock-paper-scissors?"

It's a bit silly, but it's indeed the fairest way to decide right now.

So the two coaches stretched out their hands toward each other, both wearing solemn expressions.

Around, the crowd of onlookers stared with glittering eyes, excited and nervous, evoking the feeling of a Western road movie where two cowboys in wide-brimmed hats rest their hands on their waists, about to draw guns for a life-or-death showdown—very vivid.

Xiao Duan thought the scene was a blast and instinctively shouted:

"Rock paper scissors!"

The two coaches threw out their fists in a flash.

Both threw scissors!

It's a tie!

Xiao Duan shouted again: "Rock paper scissors!"

Another tie!

"Rock paper scissors!"

"Wow!!!"

"Awesome!!!"

"Feng Ge is awesome! Hahaha!"

RNG won.

Well, they won the rock-paper-scissors game.

But the lounge atmosphere felt like they'd just won the S7 championship—strange, yet for some reason everyone was having a blast, totally pumped.

"Guys, we're going out—remember to cheer for us! And if we lose, don't hate on us!"

Malaxiangguo waved his fists and strode out of the lounge.

Wensen's face darkened as he laughed and snapped: "Lose and I'll blast you to death!"

Malaxiangguo turned back and flashed a middle finger.

……

LPL livestream.

"Come on, third match! As expected, LMS fielded their region's big brother, Flash Wolf! And we LPL sent out the Third Seed, RNG!"

Wawa shouted loudly. Next to him, Miller's eyes suddenly lit up: "Huh? Over on the RNG side… do you guys feel like they look pretty excited?"

"Yeah, each one glowing red in the face—kinda unusual!"

"Um… could they have gotten some secret trick from VG?"

"Don't say that—it actually might be true!"

"Well then, this match…"

"We've got it!"

BP begins; on the Flash Wolf side, the team's head coach nicknamed Steak paces behind the players, steadying their morale with his words:

"Stay steady, don't panic."

"Whether it's LPL or LCK, we've won before; today is no different. Moreover, today's RNG lacks Uzi, so their strength is greatly diminished. As long as we perform normally and show our strength, our hopes are high."

"Once we get two points, the pressure shifts to the other side."

"Then if JT gives it some more effort, we'll make it to the finals, right..."

"Steak is good at painting pies; these words indeed had a comforting effect on the players."

"However, RNG's side is likewise going in light, without burden, so their mindset is very relaxed; and for esports, this is actually the best state."

"Both sides quickly finished picking their lineups; Steak was very satisfied with the lineup he chose, gave a few more instructions, then took off his headset and left the stage."

"Backstage, Warhorse asked him how he felt about this game."

"Steak thought for a moment and said, 'I think our win rate is at least seventy percent!'"

"Warhorse immediately brightened up, patted Steak's sturdy shoulder, turned to the people in the lounge and laughed, 'If we win today, I'll treat everyone to a barbecue feast!'"

"However, hopes were dashed so quickly."

"Just after both sides went online, the camera cut to the bottom lane, where Betty and SwordArt were actually being chased and picked on by the opposing young duo, forcing them to flee in disarray!"

"The LMS casters were astonished:"

"\"What? Who is this AD? He looks so much like Uzi! Could it be that Uzi changed his name and sneaked onto the stage?! \""

"\"The caster's partner immediately pulled out his phone to check under the stage: 'No way, it turns out he's really called Little Uzi in the LPL, no wonder his playstyle resembles Uzi's!'\""

"\"Another caster, face full of shock, said: 'But that's not right—just two days ago in the group stage he didn't perform outstandingly at all; his performance today is clearly different!'\""

"As they spoke, the situation on the stage worsened further."