Chapter 351

The moment the Korean team's crystal exploded, the noise on the scene rushed to the sky, and the venue was filled with the cheers of countless people.

Chinese spectators in front of the stands were frantically waving the red flags in their hands, like a red wave sweeping and wandering.

At the same time, there were quite a few people with poor eyesight, squinting their eyes and stretching their necks, trying hard to see the numbers on the big screen.

"Holy crap! Holy crap!"

"How much!? How much!!"

"15 something, I saw it starts with 15! Seems like 15 something!"

The spotlight flickered and swayed, then focused on the Chinese representative team's player seats.

Wang Duoduo on the commentary desk could no longer suppress his emotions, raising his arms high, shouting until his face was red: "Nice! Pushed it! They actually really pushed it!"

"The China team defeats the Korea team 3 to 1! They did it!!! We are the Chinese representative team crowned with the title of the strongest all-Chinese squad! Congratulations to them for advancing to the finals!"

Fortunately, Wang Duoduo, who had come to his senses, stopped the car, almost blurting it out.

Although everyone in their hearts thought today's match was the final, this was actually just the semi-finals of the top four.

And Gugu, like the audience on stage, was squinting at the big screen on the side, then let out a piercing scream: "15 minutes 50 seconds!!!"

Wang Duoduo also nodded hard: "Yes! 15 minutes 50 seconds!"

"This match has broken the record for the shortest match in the history of the League of Legends project in 'International Tournaments'! It will also be the engraved monument left by this semi-final in history!"

"And the Korea team unfortunately enters the loser's bracket, and is about to compete with the opponent from the lower bracket for the 'Third Place' and 'Fourth Place'!"

"All Chinese audience friends of the CHN China team, please let us give applause to this CHN representative team again!"

The applause on the scene was thunderous, and online it was flooded with 【1550】.

【Han! Trash! Speak!】

【Bronze division out! Column!!!】

【There is KRD upstairs, who said it's bronze? How dare you assume our Saudi will lose! Brothers, cheer for Saudi!】

【Say it loudly! 5chinese > 5korea!】

【It should be 1+4chinese > 5korea, do you know why... because without the 4 behind it's okay, but without the 1 in front it really doesn't work!】

【? I thought this time it was really because the word 5 doesn't work】

【In the last game of the finals, except for the support, the other (4) people have all gotten kills from the Korean team, and today is (3)rd day of the week, the match ended at (6) o'clock on the afternoon of the (9)th, and there are 7 participants including substitutes! I can only say those who know, know!】

Everyone's emotions on the scene had been pushed to the extreme, and all kinds of meaningless screams echoed in the Hangzhou venue.

And when Ye Bo took off his headphones at the player's seat, besides all kinds of excitement in his eyes, there was actually a rare "sense of fatigue" to be seen.

Ye Bo was almost multitasking throughout this game, and because of this, Desert Emperor played very steadily in the early game, and was even the only advantage of the whole team.

To outsiders, this game seemed to be won very "easily."

But for Ye Bo, this was a true "challenge to himself."

This was also his first time trying to switch screens to command while playing this kind of hero that "needs operation"—perhaps it was the reason for the previous three games, leading Chovy to not actively strengthen his laning pressure at all, and even being happy and leisurely when he saw he wasn't suppressed, thinking it was his own outstanding performance in this game.

However, the entire CN team, except for the lively Xun who stood up and jumped three feet high, the other three didn't make any moves at the first moment.

It wasn't because they weren't excited.

It was mainly because they turned their heads and found that Ye Bo in the middle was still sitting on the chair...

Bystanders all know who the only core of this BO5 is.

Not to mention the players involved!

Especially in the last game, Gala and Liu Qingsong had the feeling of "deep connection to the Balance Sect network" for the first time, which was a completely new and wonderful experience!

Liu Qingsong barely counted as having experienced the "low-profile version."

But Gala's partner since his debut, Xiaohu, was not a player good at commanding even in his career peak, let alone the current fat tiger form.

However, Xiaohu's influence on the WBG bot lane duo was still there, at least in terms of "emotional intelligence," it was a case of teaching by example.

Seeing that the person who carried the most didn't stand up to celebrate, Gala and Liu Qingsong didn't dare to show any expression, pretending to look at the post-match data on their seats, while secretly looking to the right out of the corner of their eyes.

Until they found that Ye Bo finally stood up to celebrate, the two of them released their suppressed excitement.

"Master Ye is really too fierce, right?" Liu Qingsong sincerely gave a thumbs up and praised: "Playing with you feels like winning the fastest without using my brain!"

Liu Qingsong was worried after becoming a breakthrough point in the third game, once worried that he would become the "sinner through the ages" who caused the team to lose the match.

Until Ye Bo told him before going on stage in the fourth game: "Don't worry, listen to my command."

That moment really gave people a sense of inexplicable peace of mind.

"Master Ye, you are simply a superman..." Gala also said somewhat shyly: "It would be a pity if the microphone wasn't released for this game."

Gala's heart was full of sincere admiration.

As an ADC player who is cautious in the Summoner's Rift, he didn't dare to be distracted for even a second when operating and laning.

And playing those functional mid-laners, or even being able to command while playing mage heroes like Desert Emperor, he could still understand to some extent.

But Gala couldn't understand at all why someone could command while playing assassins!!

This, is this something that even Faker from next door couldn't do?

If I also had this kind of mid-laner... would I still be unable to break the curse of the World Championship top eight!

Gala only hated that during the spring transfer, why didn't he discuss it with RNG, at worst he would pay for his own "redemption" to go to V5 to take over...

"Everyone is great! I just said we could do it!"

Ye Bo's smile toward everyone was extremely bright.

Free from the shackles of the soundproof headphones, he could hear the cheers from the outside world, coming along with the sincere praise of his teammates, all of which were making his heart beat faster.

Xun behind also leaned over and gave him a bear hug: "Master Ye, is our Asian Games gold medal already in hand!"

Sheng Qiang Ge walked over and said with a smile: "Opening champagne in advance, right?"

After teasing, he also approached Ye Bo, his tone still somewhat low: "It was really hard work today..."

Ye Bo directly put his arm around the other's shoulder: "We were hiding things, taking advantage of people's danger, wait until the S-tournament to make them look good!"

Li Xuanjun took it as the other person comforting himself, and finally smiled, starting to enjoy everything in front of him.

If Xun's is mindless reliance, and the bot lane duo's is pure enjoyment.

Then Li Xuanjun, who had been walking with Ye Bo from the very beginning, had the most complex emotions in his heart.

In his view, since EDG, he seemed to have always been taken care of by this younger brother who was much younger than himself, and it was not just within the matches of the Summoner's Rift.

It was the same after arriving at V5, and it was the same at the Asian Games of the CN China team.

He knew best what kind of role the other person played in each team.

In the first game, laning was needed, and the other person could become the sharpest edge of laning.