Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

The night before the competition, the five of them were in a hotel room discussing strategy.

This feeling was like the eve before a big exam, full of tension and anticipation.

“Damn, I’m a bit flustered! The fatty drank his fifth bottle of Coke as he looked at them and said, “It can’t be that I’ll flash into a wall tomorrow, right! No…..I feel that I’ll get nothing in the end……No, no, I have to watch their videos again.”

“There’s no use praying right now.” Luo Qing Chen gave a chuckle, “In this situation, it won’t affect the ending if we watch one more video.”

This was like reading one thing before the exam, it wouldn’t affect your final grade.

Because you already had what you should have and you couldn’t remember what you didn’t have with just a single look.

“Tell me…..if we lose this time……” The fatty scratched his head, “Wouldn’t we be cursed to death when we get back!”

After all, today’s honour didn’t belong just to their team, it belonged to their country.

“We don’t have a path of retreat.” Luo Qing Chen said with eyes filled with determination, “I want to take back the championship.”

Ye Qian Hun turned to look at her serious eyes and he revealed a pampering smile.

He once thought that Sacrificing Gods was the luckiest person in the world since he met Feng Wu Yue.

But now he felt that he was the luckiest person in the world because he had Luo Qing Chen.

Sacrificing Gods was right, the past loss didn’t matter since he didn’t meet that person yet.

But when she stood on the stage, she could feel the tension in the air.

Since this was Fnatic’s home court, all the fans sitting in the crowd belonged to them. This was their home court advantage.

They had lost the first game.

When they were preparing for the second game, everyone’s expression was a bit solemn.

“I couldn’t take the tower just now.” Sacrificing Gods rubbed his forehead and said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“No, it was my problem.” Feng Wu Yue pursed her lips and said, “If I had used my ult earlier, god Qian wouldn’t have died.”

“What are you fighting about?” The fatty patted their shoulders, “I’m the one who isn’t as good as everyone else.”

Ye Qian Hun looked at them with a faint smile, “Don’t worry, the mid lane will carry the next game, just relax and play!”

“Ah?” Luo Qing Chen was stunned. She thought that Ye Qian Hun would say that he would carry, but he was saying she would?!

Was there a problem with this person’s brain…..Oh, no, it should be a big problem.

She turned to Ye Qian Hun and said, “It’s clear the ADC who should carry!”

“Alright! If I carry, what reward will you give me?”

“Oh.” There was a gasp from the room and the tense atmosphere had disappeared.

“We’ll talk after we win!” Luo Qing Chen revealed a smile and she couldn’t stop a blush appearing on her white face.

When the second game began, the enemies looked very relaxed. After all, they had won rather easily in the first game, so they were smiling like they had already won.

An unhappy voice came from the fatty in the voice comm, “What do we do? Seeing their happy smiles, I really am angry.”

“Then turn your anger into fighting will and CS properly!” Feng Wu Yue didn’t forget to remind the fatty.

After all, they were a point behind, so they had to play at 120% in order to win!