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Chapter 294 Continue the miracle(1/2)

There are a total of 16 groups of competitions in the top 32 games.

The schedule is divided into two days, with eight groups every day, four groups in the morning and afternoon, and each two groups of waves are carried out simultaneously.

In fact, it can be adjusted more relaxedly, but it seems that as time goes by, neither the Television Association nor the hosting officials have planned to relax the schedule. Instead, it seems that it is becoming more and more intense.

It's like I wish I could quickly finish all the schedules in one go and determine the final LSPL promotion quota.

Most people are still a little confused.

But a few people who vaguely learned some of the truth felt the coming of storm from such an increasingly urgent schedule.

Yes.

Even if this LSPL selection competition is grand and grand, it will be solemn.

But all of this...

All are just the unveiling of the upcoming new season.

The real battle

It is slowly approaching from the distance of the sky with thunder and clouds wrapped in wind and rain.

The next morning after the lottery group ended, the top 32 match officially started.

This morning, four groups of three matches were played, with a total of eight teams, including the Xuanhuang team and the Xiacheng decisive team.

When I learned about the group battle schedule the night before, the mid lane bully of Junlin team was excited to send someone a WeChat message to ask:

"Hey, your old rival will start working tomorrow morning."

"Can you see?"

What I got was Lin Feng's negative answer:

"Need not."

It means "not needed", or it is actually "not needed".

The overlord on the other end of WeChat was not very confused, and he replied casually, "If you don't look at me, I will report first-hand on-site information to you then." He did not continue to talk more.

Lin Feng, who left the WeChat end, put away his phone, and beside him, the other teammates of the Demon City Decisive Team looked at the former:

"I really won't go?"

Zeng Rui asked this question in detail.

Lin Feng smiled and looked calm:

“It doesn’t matter whether you go or not.”

"If you should win, you will win."

Li Shiyi next to him nodded slowly:

“I’ll win.”

There seemed to be a little more certainty in his tone.

Lin Feng turned his head and looked at his jungler, raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had some inquiries about the former's attitude, but he did not ask more questions, but he nodded himself:

"Yeah, of course."

...

The next morning, the two sets of waves of the first round started from 8:30.

At around ten o'clock, the first two groups of games ended and two places in the top 16 were the first to decide.

Follow again...

It was the last two groups.

The 3 of Xuanhuang and Xiacheng's victory are ranked here.

The audience was still full of spectators. Most of them were ordinary players, and the other half were other top 32 teams. The schedule reached this point, and most people have noticed this team from the Xiamen City competition area.

Even if the original paper strength is weak, it will definitely not be underestimated.

Of course, then again...

This Xiacheng decisive team has really bad luck, but this round has encountered the most difficult hard idea. It is probably difficult to go further.

"After all, the opponent is Xuan Huang."

"I feel that I have the strength to enter the quarterfinals."

"The team attributes and playing style are just right in terms of restraint, right?"

"One side is strong at the middle and beast, while leaning on the bottom lane with one thigh to fly... No matter how you look at it, the former is more stable."

There were such conversations and discussions in the crowd.

Also sitting in the audience, several members of the King's Landing team were also discussing.

Yu Ping glanced at his mid-lane next to him:

"What do you think?"

The overlord waved his hand carelessly: "No matter what his paper strength is, I see that there is a chance to win in Xiamen City!"

Yu Ping frowned: "Reason?"

If it is based on his analysis, the chances of winning the decisive battle between the two teams in this game are less than 20%.

The overlord laughed: "There is no reason! If you really want to say... Oh, you must have a few more chances to be Lin Feng's mortal enemy!"

Yu Ping was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"That's what you said..."

indeed.

It's not a reason to be "optimistic".

At the same time, on the field, the teams of both sides that were about to fight had come to the competitive seat to prepare for seating.

The captain of the Xuanhuang team fell on the Xiacheng decisive team, looked at Mu Qiu, and spoke confidently and calmly:

"I've seen all the games you've played before."

"Your bottom lane is indeed very strong to be precise, your ADC is indeed very strong."

Mu Qiu nodded calmly:

"Thanks."

The captain of Xuanhuang Team changed the topic:

"but"

"Your luck is indeed not very good. If you meet a team that is not our Xuanhuang style, you may be able to go further."

It's straightforward, but it's already polite enough, because this view actually has the same recognition among most of the audience members in the audience at this moment.

Mu Qiu's expression was unanswerable:

"Try it."

"Maybe, there's a miracle."

Unexpectedly, Captain Xuanhuang was stunned and laughed again:

"Yeah."

"It's not a coincidence that our Xuanhuang game is usually not easy to happen."

...

So, a miracle happened.

It is destined to shake the entire competition venue again.

Wave 3, play three games in full.

Finally, the blue "victory" emblem pattern appeared in the screen of the LCD on the stage.

In the last game, Xiamen City's decisive team was on the blue side.

2 to 1.

Defeat the No. 1 seed in Guizhou competition area and win the top 16 places.

In three games, the average time per game was 35 minutes. The last game reached the late stage of the 38th minute, and almost all the players were equipped with magical equipment.

There are still three games, and Xiamen City's decisive team changed the hero three times in a row

Vayne.

Mom of the wheel.

Holy Gun Ranger.

Three players killed 13 people per game.
To be continued...
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