The King of Machinery, the All-Time Master

Chapter 229 The birth of a champion

"Let us congratulate the birth of the eighth season championship. This is the fifth championship team in the Glory Professional League in eight years, and it is also a brand new championship team. Let us congratulate Team Samsara!"

In Blue Rain's home arena, golden rain was sprinkled from above, and the ecstatic Samsara players walked in the golden rain, feeling the atmosphere of the scene, and sharing their joy.

Flowers and applause, victory and shouts, at this moment, are all dedicated to the newly born champion team.

There was excitement in a certain corner of the scene, but there was dead silence at Blue Rain's home court.

He lost, he lost miserably.

This was the first time in history that the finals ended early, catching them off guard and not even preparing.

The arena competition and team competition haven’t even started yet.

Why did you lose?

"Let's line up."

After captain Yu Wenzhou sighed softly, he still greeted the team members.

The team members of Blue Rain didn't look good. After a year of hard work, in the end, the loss was so horrific and unforgettable, no one would be happy in their hearts.

Luo Xingzhi stood on the sidelines, looking at the golden fragments falling from the field, and wanted to touch them with his trembling left hand.

But in the bright light, he couldn't see where the falling fragments were going, so he desperately stretched his hands forward, trying to catch it, but still couldn't catch anything.

He couldn't grasp the fragment, nor could he grasp the future.

Everything, just watched helplessly, and then slipped through his fingers.

It turns out that failure is so hard to remember.

It turns out that e-sports is like this.

It turned out that it was over unexpectedly.

It's over before you even have time to prepare.

Just like a dream.

"Everyone, line up."

Yu Wenzhou shouted again in a tone that left no room for doubt.

The dejected and sloppy Lan Yu people finally listened to the captain's words and lined up to stand together.

"Just lost the game. It's not a big deal. If you lose this time, just win it next time." Yu Wenzhou said, looking at all the members of Team Blue Rain.

"I hope that when everyone walks out of the venue, they hold their heads high, not like this. Do you hear me?"

No one answered.

However, Yu Wenzhou seemed to have anticipated such a reaction. Without saying anything more, he led the team towards the court.

Those who failed just bowed in front of the audience after taking the stage, and then silently left the stage.

They are only responsible for apologizing to their fans and viewers who support them.

Beyond that, there's nothing they can do.

Losers have no right to speak and will not get any shots.

The losers over the years have never shown any extreme performance, and Blue Rain will certainly do the same.

Although this was the only time they lost after reaching the finals, they lost completely, deservedly, and miserably.

Go all the way to the empty player channel.

"Guys, it's the day off."

Yu Wenzhou sighed softly. Of course, he himself was not particularly happy. This was Lan Yu's most promising year and the year he put the most effort into, but it ended in such a dismal outcome.

But no matter what, it's over, it's all over.

Just like what Yu Wenzhou said.

on vacation.

The season is over.

Everything will return to peace.

The ups and downs of this year, the ups and downs of this year, will never affect the next year.

This year's journey has completely ended.

Luo Xingzhi and Yu Feng were walking at the back of the team.

Everyone was walking in a hurry, as if they wanted to escape from here, and wanted to leave the player channel quickly, so that the noisy cheers in the club could leave their ears. They were not willing to continue listening to it.

"Xiao Luo."

Yu Feng shouted softly.

Luo Xingzhi looked back and saw a forced smile on Yu Feng's face, which seemed so forced.

He paused for several seconds without saying anything.

Luo Xingzhi knew that he wanted to comfort himself.

But now he obviously hasn't been able to convince himself yet.

Luo Xingzhi walked up to him silently and hugged him.

Yu Feng, he is the person Luo Xingzhi trusts the most, and he is the person who always takes care of Luo Xingzhi the most.

Luo Xingzhi held him as if he were holding his most trusted big brother.

Then, tears burst out of my eyes unreasonably.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yu Feng, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"If I didn't use climatex for the second time in the last game, if I didn't misjudge the opponent's skill points, if I played better in this game, if I could be stronger, the result would definitely be different."

He was not wronged, and his tears came entirely from self-blame.

I blame myself for why I didn’t understand what e-sports was until the end of the season. I blame myself for why I am still confused after receiving so much care and so much expectations.

The meaning of the game, the victory that his teammates pursued, so many things, so many very important things, turned out to be all put aside by him, all ignored.

Not good, very bad.

Regret, he regretted very much, regretting that he had wasted a season and a team's entire year's efforts.

"That's not your responsibility"

Yu Feng gently touched Luo Xingzhi's head. In his eyes, this nineteen-year-old child was just a simple and lovely younger brother. He should not have to bear the responsibility at such an age and in such a position. Responsibility that he should not bear.

Yes, that is not Xiao Luo's responsibility.

That's my responsibility.

If I hadn't been killed by Lu Boyuan in the last game, if I hadn't lost to Zhou Zekai without any chance of fighting back in the first game of this round, if it weren't for me, I wouldn't have lost the game.

Yu Feng sighed softly.

But in fact, everyone is responsible for losing the game.

Losing a game on such a big stage, losing in such a crucial game, everyone will blame themselves, of course they will.

Especially these two people now have high hopes to stop the Samsara Team's offensive.

But now, both of them lost, causing the entire game to end early.

The championship just slipped through the fingers.

What is left is infinite loss.

"It doesn't matter. Let's work hard next year." Yu Feng said.

However, year after year, professional players can have a total of several years of youth.

Every year should be very important.

If you lose, everything will be in vain and there will be nothing left.

Runner-up, what exactly is runner-up?

Runner-up means they are the first to lose.

"I want to keep winning, I want to keep winning"

Luo Xingzhi choked with tears and made a vow to the person he trusted the most.

"Okay, let's win." Yu Feng patted him on the shoulder. "Keep winning"

He was pleased that Xiao Luo had found the purpose of his career, but he regretted that Xiao Luo had to experience such a big blow.

But it doesn't matter, Xiao Luo, you still have a long way to go.

"Next season, I want to be like Zhou Zekai, able to use climax status anytime and anywhere. I want to become the strongest professional player."

"I won't lose again, not once."

Luo Xingzhi, the newcomer of Team Blue Rain, made a declaration that he would reach the top.

At the same time, in a corner of Blue Rain's home stadium, a large number of spectators still stayed.

"With the game going like this, no one will come out and say a few words?"

"That's right, what's going on? The labor and management paid to come in, and they let the labor and management go back after seeing you lose three games in a row?"

"The game was so bad that you didn't even come out to explain it? What the hell? Call out all the losing players, and the labor and management will scold them!"

Those are some fans who act aggressively because they lost the game. There are such fans every year, but this year it is Blue Rain's turn.

"The game is over, there's no need to talk dirty here."

There was a middle-aged man who had not yet left the venue. He walked step by step in front of the radical fans to smooth things over.

"What do you mean by dirty words? We are already very polite. But it's the guys on the field, what are they doing? Isn't this just disgusting? What kind of game are they playing? It's like shit. Are they worthy of us? "

Seeing someone coming out to smooth things over, this group of people became even more aggressive. Some people began to take water bottles and throw them towards the competition stage.

"That's right, what is it? After playing a match like this, you just bow and leave? It doesn't make sense."

"That's right, let all the players who lose the game get out!"

The situation was so exciting that even Luo Haitian, who had seen big scenes and experienced big storms, couldn't help but frown.

"Do you think those players who lost the game really deserve to die?"

Facing those radical fans, he couldn't hide the anger on his face.

"That's right." A Lan Yu fan said firmly. "You'll be damned if you lose the game."

"Who is our support for? Who are we buying tickets for? The materials we type in online games and the records we set on the dungeon record list are all given to them? But what about now? Losing It's so ugly? Why do they have the nerve to continue beating them? They deserve to die!"

"Can you please give me your money back!"

Luo Haitian was silent.

A middle-aged man like him doesn't understand what e-sports is at all.

But since your own fans are so hostile to others, what does this industry mean?

Xiao Luo, is this the e-sports you chose?

Underneath the glamorous appearance, it's actually so dirty and dark?

If you win the game, everyone will lift you to the sky and worship you as a god.

But once you lose the game, they are eager to eat meat and bones, and knock you down to the eighteenth level of hell, so that you will never be able to stand up again.

Is this kind of industry and this kind of environment really what you want?

"They, how could they have the heart to say that about Xiao Luo?" Luo Haitian's wife Zhao Ya reached out and grabbed Luo Haitian's arm, tears welling up in her eyes. "Xiao Luo is obviously so obedient. He is obviously a good boy, but why is he doing this?"

Luo Haitian didn't know how to answer. He just hugged his wife gently and frowned.

Xiao Luo, you can't go on any longer.

You shouldn't pay for my mistakes, you shouldn't suffer such things in this environment, you should do what you like best, instead of using your youth to repay the debt I owe. bet.

No matter what, take him home.

Stop playing professionally.