Chapter 779: Grand Slam

EDG Ji Di crystal exploded, like blooming fireworks, the flying crystal shards slowly combined into the two big characters "Failure", hanging on EDG's Ji Di.

When this scene appeared on the big screen on site, many EDG fans covered their mouths and cried out, but no one could hear it, because the whole venue had been drowned out by VG fans' cheers.

Guan Zeyuan was the first to shout: "Congratulations VG! 3-0! VG won the 2017 LPL Summer Split championship with a perfect three‑game sweep!"

Chang Mao followed up shouting: "As the Summer Split champion, they have locked the LPL region's First Seed for the S7 World Championship! VG, they're really coming!"

"This team is really too strong!" Shen Chao's voice sounded a bit faint, "In these three matches VG gave EDG no chance to turn things around; this dominance, in LPL history only the EDG of 2014‑2015 MSI can compare!"

Miller excitedly threw a punch: "But today EDG became just a background!"

On‑site comments:

【So the question is, VG 3‑0 EDG, EDG 3‑0 RNG, then how many RNG does VG equal?】

【Where did EDG 3‑0 RNG come from? Did the piglet's output hallucinate?】

【It's harder to make it 2‑3 than 3‑0】

【RNG is done】

【Don't let RNG get the S7 spot, I don't want to see them lose face for LPL】

【Whatever, brothers, just charge VG and it's over!】

The commentators shouted congratulations excitedly, but actually the audience could hardly hear the commentators' voices; golden rain poured down from above the stage, and at that moment the 20,000‑strong crowd erupted with a sound like a mountain collapse and tsunami; the astonishing momentum frightened some who had never seen such a scene until their faces turned pale; countless VG fans stood up, and countless fans held up light sticks and screamed, fully venting their joy.

On the player bench, Fu Lan Duo had actually been unable to hold back for a while, but seeing Liang Yan not yet standing, she pretended to stay calm sitting in the chair, shaking her legs wildly; when Liang Yan took off his headset, she suddenly burst out, "Damn, I'm not pretending anymore—I almost got the grand slam, just pretending to be a base tyrant!"

"Brothers, you're awesome!!"

After Fu Lan Duo shouted, she lunged at Liang Yan with a bear hug.

Fortunately Liang Yan was prepared, bracing both hands on the table, he stood firm to meet the ensuing tackles from others, and was quickly swamped by teammates.

Zhu Xiaolong led others backstage; seeing Xiao Duan even trying to ride on Liang Yan's head, his excitement instantly turned to fright, he panicked and ran over to pull Xiao Duan off:

"What the hell, what the hell, what the hell! What are you doing?! Calm down, don't turn a happy event into a funeral!"

With Zhu Xiaolong's help, Liang Yan finally managed to pry open whoever's hand that was choking his neck, he took a few hard breaths, then waved at Zhu Xiaolong:

"It's fine… cough cough cough…"

Liang Yan could understand his teammates' excitement, so he let it go— as long as no one died…

Ze Ze Tai felt embarrassed to hug the brothers, standing at the back of the crowd, his eyes fixed blankly on the nearest computer screen showing the victory scene, a huge "VICTORY" hung above his own Ji Di's crystal, silently announcing the outcome of this Bo5. Ze Ze Tai stared for a few seconds until Xiao Duan lunged to hug him; he then seemed suddenly startled, and slowly his face began to redden, a noticeable flush spreading from his ears to his forehead; he stood there being bounced up and down by Xiao Duan's hug, not knowing where to put his hands, his mouth moved, and finally he managed to say: "You're so handsome, brothers…"

"Nonsense!"

Xiao Duan wildly messed up Ze Ze Tai's head,

"3‑0! You damn well are a champion too! We're going to the Bird's Nest!"

Ze Ze Tai grinned, also not correcting Xiao Duan— actually the S7 group stage is played in Wu Han, and the Bird's Nest is the final stage.

After celebrating a while, the crowd surged toward the front of the stage, Zhu Xiaolong put his arm around Liang Yan's shoulder, speaking softly all the way, Tabe laughed and followed beside, while classmate Wang Liangyi kept holding up his phone to take pictures everywhere, muttering "Really good, really awesome" as he shot.

In the VIP viewing room on the second floor of the stands, Lu Wenjun stood by the window watching the extremely lively scene below, the teacup in his hand never lowered; his smile from the moment VG pushed down EDG's Ji Di never faded, his mouth almost splitting to his ears, yet he forced his lips to stay pressed to appear calm.

Ding Jun stood beside him, both hands propped on the low windowsill, the whole person looked refreshed and clear‑headed, muttering to himself: "Good… really good… worth it… so worth it!"

"That's really worth it!" Gao Jun stood behind, apparently understanding Boss Ding's meaning, he exclaimed excitedly: "Once we grab this championship, our sponsorship fees will go up a lot!"

Lu Wenjun, however, waved his hand: "Let's not talk about that today; just be happy."

On stage, the VG members formed a half‑circle around the Silver Dragon Cup, striking various poses at the photographer's request for photos.

There were too many photographers, a huge crowd upstairs and downstairs; they estimated they'd need a few more minutes, so the commentators kept chattering to maintain the atmosphere.

Guan Zeyuan took a sip of water, cleared his throat, put his headset back on, and changed the topic: "Speaking of VG being the First Seed, do you think it's a good thing or a bad thing?"

"This question is interesting," Miller responded, "Being the first seed means the opponents in the group‑stage draw are relatively easier, since you don't meet other regions' first seeds, but I can't help worrying, because in recent years our first seed's performance at the World Championship has……"

"Hold on, hold on!" Guan Zeyuan hurriedly interrupted, "I know what you're about to say, but I think VG is different! At least in the group stage you don't need to worry; if you say this team will crash in the group stage, I definitely don't believe it!"

Shen Chao laughed beside him: "The pressure is definitely there; VG's performance in these three games is truly amazing, and it will surely become a key research target for world‑renowned teams."

Chang Mao laughed heartily, pointing to the side of the stage: "But we really don't need to worry; just look at Jiao Shen's reaction—after winning the Summer Split championship he's as calm as usual, the team's core has this mindset, so I think whether it's the group stage or the later knockout rounds, we can be completely at ease and just watch VG perform."

"That said," Guan Zeyuan suddenly sighed, "Jiao Shen is truly outrageous—having returned to the LPL for just a year, he's taken the Spring Split championship, MSI championship, Summer Split championship, everything he could have won, and adding the World Championship he won with G2 in S6, he's swept the S series, MSI, and the league!"

"Grand slam……" Miller gazed toward the stage, his eyes filled with delighted relief, mixed with emotion and other complex feelings: "……He truly deserves the title of World's No. 1 Jungler; I only hope he can stay in the LPL a little longer."