League: I'm a really bad player

Chapter 169 The LPL of that year
Lin Weixiang is down!

With Lin Weixiang being rushed to death, the team battle was about to end.

He pursed his lips tightly, trying to say something.

Doinb turned his head and shook his head slightly at him.

"Enough is enough, Lin Weixiang."

Is it enough?
Lin Weixiang did not know.

But he wants to do better.

DMO took the big dragon and pushed down the FPX base all the way.

Two to zero!
Only one hand away from victory.

"Two to zero! In the continuous attacks against each other, DMO finally had the last laugh!"

"They are only short of the last one, and they will be able to stand at the top of the 2019 LPL!"

"A rookie mid laner with a group of teammates who were at the bottom of last season."

"Can they really create this beautiful story?"

Colonel Guan said in a low voice.

After the game, the lounge.

Everyone in DMO is reviewing.

"In the mid-term, we were brought back to some rhythm by FPX. I don't think this should be done!"

"We should play more rigorously and at the same time play more aggressively."

Bai Jiao kept talking, the small notebook in his hand waving in the wind.

Now as long as you win the last hand, you can win the game, but at this time, you must especially hold back.

The last one will definitely usher in FPX's most vicious counterattack.

If you relax, you may follow in the footsteps of rng being chased by edg.

Baijiao absolutely does not want to see such a scene.

Nothing makes chasing two and chasing three more shocking.

So he had to put an end to this possibility.

Zhuang Nan sat below and glanced at his teammates beside him.

Rhubarb with serious eyes and nodding constantly.

Xiaopeng sitting there calmly.

It's still a gala with a face full of bitterness and hatred.

And Mark with a serious face.

Is this the teammates after coming here?
It seems... not bad?

Zhuang Nan was in a daze.

At that time, someone told him.

"Can't win."

"The LCK is too strong, don't waste your efforts."

And what did you say?
"I don't expect you to help me, but I hope you don't stop me."

Now, it's much better than before.

He sighed inwardly.

FPX is really strong, and Zhuang Nan's quick attack and line transfer tactics are very perfect.

The extreme rhythm operation system is formed by mixing the basic cores of the two teams of the S10 champion and the S11 champion.

This is a system of two generations of champions!
However, FPX can still fight back.

Can not be said to be not strong.

But sorry.

I want to win.

Zhuang Nan let out a breath, his eyes became firm again.

Everyone has a reason not to lose.

So, let's see the real chapter on the field.

Suddenly there was a slippery and cold touch in his hand, he was slightly startled, and when he raised his head, he saw Shen Yin looking at him with some worry.

An unconscious smile appeared, and he held it with his backhand.

"I am fine."

Shen Yin looked at him and held his hand tightly.

Rhubarb sitting behind Zhuang Nan: ...

nmd.

Why bother to let me, a single dog, suffer such a violent attack?

What happened to the single dog?
Woo woo woo.

Rhubarb rolled his eyes at the sour smell of love.

"Almost done, Brother Nan."

He couldn't help but complain.

Zhuang Nan smiled and let go of Shen Yin's hand.

Because Shen Yin has something to do.

"After two BPs, we have basically guessed a lot about FPX's thinking."

She got up and took out the same thick book.

It can be seen that it has been carefully preserved.

But you can still see the torn corners of the page.

Shen Yin's face was also a little tired, and the research on FPX also consumed her a lot of time.

"If FPX's goal at the beginning was to kill Zhuang Nan and hit the middle and wild to win head-on, then they have given up the second round and gradually shifted their focus to Lin Weixiang."

"Although this Lin Weixiang developed well, but because of Zhuang Nan's performance, Lin Weixiang's advantage did not reach a particularly large level, and the rhythm was directly broken."

She took a deep look at Zhuang Nan.

Zhuang Nan shrugged.

Blame me?
"So, their third game will definitely return to the normal route, and the double middle should not appear, but it is very likely that they will choose their most confident lineup!"

"That is, their most confident lineup."

Shen Yin's eyes were cold,
"Four packs for two!"

Returning to the essence, FPX will definitely do this.

The third one, at least there will be no regrets.

The second routine couldn't deal with Zhuang Nan, so they would give up.

This is Shen Yin's inference.

And in fact...

"I won't say too much."

The horse coach's face was very serious.

"It's already on the edge of the cliff, it depends on how you fight."

"At this time, it's useless to think too much, just treat it as a BO1."

He clenched his fist and said,

"We only need to win three BO1s to win. It's not that difficult, right?"

As he spoke, he laughed to himself.

The FPX players also laughed.

It doesn't sound difficult, but everyone knows how difficult it is.

Because the opponent is DMO.

"This time, we don't fix those bells and whistles."

The horse coach let out a breath, his eyes still bright.

"We'll just play the system we're strongest and most familiar with."

"Four packs of two! Four packs of two!"

"It's what we're built on."

"Don't be afraid of losing. If you fail to win, it will be the real chapter in the World Championship."

The war horse coach said lightly,

"We can afford to lose."

His confidence infected the FPX players.

Lin Weixiang gradually raised his head of self-blame.

Jin Gong's eyes were focused, unmoved by foreign objects.

doinb flexes his wrist.

Xiaotian stopped rubbing his hair.

Liu Qingsong straightened his sitting posture.

The warhorse coach reached out his hand first.

"Come on, everyone."

Hands folded together.

"FPX!"

"Definitely!"

"FPX?"

"champion!"

"FPX!!!"

"Win the championship!!!"

"Okay, very spirited!"

The horse coach smiled and clapped his hands.

"I'm not going to replay with you guys any more, go ahead, FPX."

"Win this game!"

Watching FPX team uniforms disappear before his eyes.

From gimgoon to tian, from doinb to crisp.

Then to the last lwx.

The look of the war horse became complicated.

Does he have confidence?
Does he have confidence?
He did not.

However, FPX had nothing to do but sink the boat.

"DMO..."

he murmured.

Really a strong opponent.

However, no matter how strong the opponent is, it is used to defeat it.

The horse coach stood up and straightened his tie.

Coach Xiaobai got up from his seat and smoothed the hem of his suit.

Coach Warhorse put the chair away, pushed his glasses, and his eyes gradually became focused.

Coach Xiaobai put down his little notebook, loosened his wrist, and brushed away the broken hair in front of his eyes.

Step, step, step.

Both coaches walked out of the room at the same time.

He looked at the opponent beside him unexpectedly.

Smile at each other.

Took a completely different path and stepped onto that stage.

it has started.

The last one.

Eyes have become sharper.

Constantly jumping thinking outlines a set of lineups.

The last hand of the final.

Start now!
(PS: 9:44, the second update is complete.)
(End of this chapter)