Rise Chapter 518: Come on


  According to the official schedule published on the Internet, the Legend Cup matches lasted only four days.

The general process is almost the same as MSI, but the schedule is relatively compressed and much tighter.

After all, they select their respective representative teams from the six major divisions, and compete from the group stage to the final BO5 final.

But as mentioned earlier, for the majority of national server netizens, learning about the legendary cup after the MSI mid-season did not give them any expectation. Even because of the specific information and intelligence, it is even more hopeless for the representative team of the national service this time.

Even the God-Hand of God, which they are most proud of, has been battered by such brutality.

How could there be any miracle of a grass platform team made up of a few old things from the previous generation who hadn't even heard of their names?

"I was underestimated—"

On the night before the game, the five members of the Legendary Cup national clothing team sat together in front of the supper. Looking at the various posts on the web forum on the mobile phone screen, Liudao couldn't help shaking his head and sighed.

There are a bunch of barbecues on the table, and some empty beer bottles after drinking.

It seems that the people at the table are enjoying eating and drinking, without the slightest tension or pressure due to the upcoming battle.

No. 3, who is sitting across from Liudao Road, pours wine into the empty glass in front of him, and lazily throws it over without raising his head:

"No way."

"This time the second child and fourth child are not here, it's really disappointing to make a makeshift match with you two guys."

Liu Dao was choked and couldn't help rolling his eyes:

"You--"

"Hey, Lao Mo, I'm no one who is trying to get rid of the two of us, don't you help me say something?"

Mohe, who was called to help, looked calm, with no expression change on his face, and also took a sip of his own alcohol:

"There is nothing to say."

"If it were not for the overall interests of the national server e-sports, I never thought that one day I would fight side by side with these few people."

"In comparison, if you can—"

"I would rather go to a team in Europe, America or South Korea to try, and play against these guys at the table now."

No. 3 can't help but curl her lips when she hears:

"Hey, you should try it."

"I went to the messy second-rate team in Europe and North America. If I can make it to the finals, I lose."

"Go to Korea?"

"Hey, let's see if Lee Dao-jae is happy to give up his position."

The number five on the side can't help but shake his head, with a bit of helplessness on his face, he starts to blame:

"Take it all."

"One by one, how old people are, they are just like children."

"We are going to play the game together tomorrow, so how can we start fighting ourselves first."

Speaking, she turned to look at her fiancé who was sitting next to her, and also couldn't help expressing a bit of anger and blame:

"So are you."

"The person who is the captain does not help to persuade me."

Before waiting for the temporary captain of his own representative team to respond, Liudao yelled first again:

"Hey, don't count me in that."

"He 001 is the captain of your NO. I don't recognize him when I am here."

Mohe put down his wine glass, his expression still indifferent:

"Me too."

No. 3 made a ruthless ridicule again: "It's necessary for you to recognize it or not. Anyway, all of them were defeated in the past. If you want to enter NO, you must first ask whether you are qualified or not, and we are happy to accept it— —"

The voice fell.

Obviously, it directly provoked the anger of the other two.

Mohe and Liudao's eyes swept sharply and coldly at the same time, and No. 3 greeted him without giving way. The three eyes met and collided in the air, bursting out sparks and lights.

It's finally this time. From start to finish, it seems that I was only immersed in the supper one before finally raising his head, his eyes swept across the table, and he laughed cheerfully:

"Very good."

"Everyone is full of energy."

"The harmony and disharmony in the team, if I want to say, it's really fine."

"I really should let the other old things look at it, even if it is the grass platform team that we temporarily set up like this..."

"It's enough to hit them."

……

The game will officially start the day after the supper ends.

Although for the majority of ordinary national server players and netizens, they have no hope and interest in this game, but the professional team players like God, Hayami and KG originally wanted to watch the game. And cheering and cheering.

They know better than ordinary players about the strengths of the members of the Legend Cup that will represent the national service.

But also, I also know how unfathomable and terrifying the opponents in the other major divisions of the Legend Cup are.

It’s just that they had planned to go to the arena together on this day, but they were temporarily passed on to the managers and team leaders of the clubs by Number One, and they drank and stopped with a light sentence:

"Watch the excitement, don't come."

"This training is training, this is the ranking."

"An MSI should not make you downhearted, but it should also make you more aware of the strength gap between yourself and a truly powerful opponent."

"So—"

"Take care of yourself."

"Re-energize one by one and make yourself stronger, so strong that you don’t need to blame yourself for defeat again and again, so strong that when the sky falls, you can stand up and carry the sky again. Start."

"Of course."

"This time, we old guys will help you carry it down first."

"Let's wait."

……

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Madu, the venue for the Legend Cup competition.

Representative teams from the six major divisions are present.

Liu Dao raised his eyes, glanced across the crowd, and twitched the corner of his mouth:

"Tsk."

"It's... it's rare to see so many familiar old faces. Most of them have come at once."

The number three raised his hand to say hello to the figure headed by the North American team not far away, while over there, Bullet looked back and nodded slightly to the former.

Mohe's gaze was coldly locked on the place where the South Korean team was assembled, and the figure of the previous generation of South Korean e-sports emperor was reflected in his eyes, and the faint flame began to burn hot:

"I can't wait to wait."

The focus of the audience~IndoMTL.com~ seems destined to be only number one and number five standing side by side holding hands.

All eyes fell on the two of them.

Or rather.

Land on one person alone.

In those sights, there are complex jealousy, reverence, hostility, admiration, and more...seems to be fear.

In the end, the other members of the national clothing team couldn't help but cast their sights on their temporary captain.

Liu Dao sighed:

"This kind of treatment is really nothing but envy."

Mohe has no expression on his face:

"It's true that only he can."

One nodded cheerfully:

"It is indeed a familiar and intimate feeling."

He turned his head, his eyes swept across the faces of the field, and finally fell on the two headed by the South Korean team, and laughed:

"Come on, then."

"After so many years of rest, today—"

"Activate muscles and bones."

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