Glory

Close ends the advantages of Pro.

The big devil once again pulled FTW from the mud!

Wei Xiao took a deep breath, his nerves tense: "Chance!"

This is indeed a wonderful opportunity, a chance for the captain to pick two with a long knife!

Pro killed two people. They played five and three. As long as they could kill Kim Sung Hyun, FTW could even end the game in one wave.

If you want to win, you must win, you must win.

The hotter the blood in his body, the calmer Wei Xiao was. He glanced at the small map, and he already had a clear vein in his mind.

Yue Bunle is on the bottom road, a little far away, can't wait for him.

Xiao Ningzi is free and will be in place immediately.

Although the captain killed two, but his state is no longer good, it is difficult to participate in the war.

Wei Xiao, Bai Cai, Ning Zhehan to Kim Sung Hyun, Li Heran, and Park Guizhi.

Three to three, can it work.

"Go!"

Can and must keep the people behind, even if all three of them are dead, the Yue Bunle who rushed over can still reap the heads, let alone the captain.

Poor state is not a problem, as long as you find the right opportunity, you can also stab the enemy.

Ning Zhehan had already flown to the cloud and was the first to smash a set of skills at Pu Guizhi.

Pro's idea is very clear, Bao Jin Cheng Hyun.

Pu Guizhi is a jungler with half-meat equipment, and his armor is no less robust than Li Heran's elemental shaman.

Li Heran inserted a defensive totem for him again, so Ning Zhehan's set of injuries rained on him, meaningless.

But Xiao Ningzi didn't intend to kill Pu Guizhi with this trick, he was'turning the tiger away from the mountain'!

The fairy warlock flying on the cloud attracted the attention of the Pro trio. Bai Cai threw a set of BUFF onto the thief and shouted, "Fuck him!"

Wei Xiao didn't say a word, as if even his breath had disappeared with the thief, he quietly walked around behind the Pro, the crimson blade flashed...

Kim Sung Hyun was extremely sensitive, and he immediately found the trail of the thief: "Brother!"

Li Heran reacted faster, and the healing totems and acceleration totems were all inserted into Jin Sung-hyun.

The thief had already started a combo, eight arcs of light fell all over the sky, and the thick-skinned power thief and shaman also fell below half blood.

Brother Cai: "Nice!"

The damage is okay, and Kim Sung Hyun can die.

Lu Feng: "Retreat."

All three of FTW were stunned.

Wei Xiao realized something was wrong.

Brother Cai: "Fuck, it's not dead?"

Wei Xiao: "Resurrection Totem."

The elemental shaman sacrificed 80% of his HP, squeezed out the resurrection totem in the gap of 0.11 second, and inserted it into Jin Sung Hyun who was about to fall to the ground.

Now...

Jin Sung-hyun'resurrected from the dead', the golden arrow whizzed out, but it was not Wei Xiao who controlled it, but Lu Feng from afar.

The death knight with only a trace of blood fell under the light arrow of the whole picture.

Chills rushed to the back of Wei Xiao's head.

In the next second, the golden hunter's arrow shot at the thief, Wei Xiao quickly pulled away, but unfortunately he was too brittle, as long as the golden arrow was selected, even if it moved farther out, it would track it.

With two consecutive arrows, the thief's blood bar is cleared.

At the last second, Wei Xiao invincible changed the resurrection armor, and just stood up, the thorn of the thief was already buried under his feet.

Wei Xiao's heart slammed.

Gather, pull back.

The arrow pierced his heart firmly.

system notification--

Pro.succe killed FTW.Quiet.

Wei Xiao stared at the screen blankly, with cold sweat on his palms.

The thief fell to the ground, and the next target of Golden Hunt was the fairy warlock.

Ning Zhehan was taken away by two arrows, and Yue Wenle rushed over. Unfortunately, he did not come to harvest, but was bewitched by the ground thorn, and gave the head to Golden Hunter.

System announcements sounded one after another.

Pro.succe takes five kills.

The FTW group is destroyed.

This is the strength of the top four in the world, this is the tacit understanding of the double champion, and this is the terrible suppressing power of Kim Sung Hyun in his heyday!

Defeat.

FTW's resurrection crystal burst and lost the game.

Wei Xiao looked at the screen woodenly, his handsome black eyes not focusing.

Cai Ge leaned back in the gaming chair, as if exhausted all his energy.

Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle were also stunned, completely shocked by the last wave of group destruction.

How did you do it.

How did it do it!

How did Li Heran achieve seven or eight totems in a row.

How did Kim Sung-hyun, who stood up, determine Lu Feng's position?

That arrow was too deadly. If he hadn't killed Lu Feng, it was really impossible to say who would win.

Wei Xiao will die, Xiao Ningzi will not survive, but even so, as long as Lu Feng is still there, plus Yue Wenle Bai Cai, 3V3 is still a battle!

but……

Jin Sung-hyun's big move was targeted by Lu Feng.

FTW lost everything.

The cheers called back the lost FTW members.

When Wei Xiao stood up, he noticed Lu Feng's sight.

He clenched his fists desperately, bowed his head and walked out.

Wei Xiao, who shook hands and hugged, didn't know how to step down.

He only knew that when he sat down, his whole body was cold.

This feels very familiar.

When he learned that his grandmother was seriously ill two years ago, he was shrouded in this feeling.

This is the sense of despair about to lose the most important thing.

It is helplessness, helplessness, and pain that can crush people.

Lost.

He lost such an important game.

Two million promised.

What you want to express.

All were strangled in the last light arrow.

"Wei Xiao." Lu Feng called him softly.

Wei Xiao's ear tips trembled, and he did not look up.

Chenfeng moved his worried gaze: "It's just a winter training game, you are already great."

It's really great, beyond everyone's expectations.

Even the sprayers have no face to blacken this year's FTW.

Among the five starters, two players with no experience in major competitions were able to make the top three in the winter training competition where the gods gathered.

This is enough for Hua Guorong to blow for a year or a half.

The game between FTW and Pro just now was also remarkable.

FTW played very well in the start, and after being suppressed in the mid-term, it also played a counterattack momentum.

The last wave is really worrying.

But there is no way.

Experience and experience take time to settle.

The growth rate of FTW has been amazing!

Tomson patted Wei Xiao on the shoulder: "Victory or defeat is a common matter for soldiers, are you still afraid of losing?"

Wei Xiao is not afraid of losing.

He was never afraid.

It's nothing if you lose, just win again!

Life is very long, and the chances of winning are gone. Wei Xiao has never been afraid of failure.

Only this time, he was uncomfortable.

The courage I finally found for myself is gone.

He didn't know how to face the captain.

Lu Feng stretched out his hand and squeezed his clenched fist.

Wei Xiao suddenly widened his eyes.

Lu Feng's hands are very beautiful, with slender fingers, well-defined joints, just the right width and cold white complexion, like a finely crafted jade.

Such a pair of hands seemed to be cool.

But his palm was very hot, and the palm of the back of Wei Xiao's hand was so hot that people shivered.

Wei Xiao's heart was overwhelmed, and the emotions that had been suppressed to the extreme were about to burst out.

Want to hold him backhand.

I want to tell him what he wants.

I want him to know that he likes him.

Such a good captain.

He didn't want to give it to anyone.

He wants him.

He wants to monopolize him!

"It's okay." Lu Feng's low voice rang in his ears, "Our road is still long."

Wei Xiao's eyes were red, and besides biting his lip, he didn't know what else to do.

——Wei Xiao, why don't you even cry.

——Wei Xiao, do you have no father or mother, even tears?

——This child is so strange that her dependent grandmother has left without crying.

How to cry.

To whom to cry.

Only when someone pampers is qualified to cry.

Patter.

A tear fell on the back of Leng Ru Baiyu's hand.

Lu Feng's heart tightened and squeezed his hand firmly.

Wei Xiao didn't want to be ashamed, and didn't want to be ashamed on such an occasion in front of so many people.

but……

but……

Lu Feng pressed him on his shoulder: "Little boy, don't cry."

His voice was very low and low, so low that Wei Xiao didn't even hear it.

He knocked his forehead on Lu Feng's shoulders, and his dark black hair blocked his wet eyes.

"team leader……"

"Ok?"

"You are like this..." Wei Xiao choked up, "I will be pampered and proud."

Lu Feng: "..."

He laughed and said in a voice with only two people: "It's okay."

Wei Xiao's heart was pounding, and he said, "I want to wipe my tears with your clothes."

"Ok."

"And snot."

"..."

Lu Feng squeezed his finger.

Wei Xiao's heart trembled, and countless heat rushed into his chest, squeezing him almost too much.

Why is there such a good captain.

Why is there such a Close.

Why he treats him so well.

If there is a god, Wei Xiao at this moment finally feels that he has been favored.

The final duel is indeed L&P and Pro.

Kim Sung-hyun completely played his momentum, taking advantage of the hot start, forced L&P to retreat steadily at the start.

Yuan Ze and Gary are his mortal enemies, and he can be arrested for autism on weekdays, but today, I don't know if it is Kim Sung Hyun's condition, or Li Heran has been suppressed for more than ten days and finally broke out.

This pair of duo cooperates well.

They barely spoke, and they barely had any verbal communication.

But the assistant and the shooter on the screen, like a person, know exactly what each other is thinking.

Pro won the final championship with a strong momentum.

This year's Pro is amazing.

This pressure released by Kim Sung Hyun made everyone feel it.

He wants to win, the Pro team in South Korea is really eager for the championship!

Glory belongs to the first.

Ten million bonuses, countless applause, and applause belong to tonight's Pro.

Kim Sung-hyun won the FMVP, but his face is still light.

When the host interviewed him, he said: "I hope that next time, it is Li Heran who gets the FMVP."

Li Heran's silent black eyes swept towards him.

FMVP is the title that the core of the championship team in the finals can have.

Kim Sung Hyun said this not only to let Pro win the championship, but also to make Lee Heran the most valuable player in the world in 2020!

Let a once-first ADC who has been in service for six years and now retired to the auxiliary position to win FMVP again!

The fifteen days of training came to an end.

In the last game, FTW is very necessary to review the game, but not in a hurry at this time.

One day's prize pool competition was finished, it was too late, and everyone was very tired.

Chen Feng exhorted a few words and watched them return to their rooms.

At the end of the usual game, the least worrying person in the team is Wei Xiao, and today it is the other way around.

The other players are all fine. They didn't suffer much after losing the game. Instead, they wanted to train and become stronger.

Especially Ning Zhehan, after this experience, his mentality has made a great leap, and his nervousness and panic slowly faded away.

Wei Xiaomad at the top was too quiet.

Chen Feng was anxious, but thinking that Lu Feng was a good medicine for the little madman, he didn't rush forward and say anything more.

It is estimated that with a few solos of the two, Wei Xiaoxiao was resurrected with full blood.

Back to the guest room.

Wei Xiao was a little uncomfortable.

The game was lost, and the kisses were gone.

The confession does not know when it will succeed.

Wei Xiao lost more than two million, obviously 20 billion.

He had just been coaxed by Lu Feng and his mood fell again, and said dully, "I'll take a shower."

As soon as Wei Xiao got up, his wrist was held.

Lu Feng lowered his eyes to look at him, his black eyes seemed to sparkle under the dizzy yellow light.

Wei Xiao's heart was stopped by him.

"If you win, what do you want to do?" Lu Feng asked him in a low voice.

Wei Xiao couldn't tell, he didn't even breathe.

Lu Feng: "Actually, I have always wanted to do something."

He clasped Wei Xiao's wrist with his left hand and moved his head sideways, and a kiss fell on his slightly opened lips.

Wei Xiao: "………………………………"