On the stage, in the sunnyday team competitive room.

The other three American players looked a little depressed. They had tried their best in the five games today, and they were only one step away from advancing, but they were eventually defeated by the Chinese team. This blow was really heavy.

As a mid laner, 002 was as heavy as water, and he sat in his seat for a long time without saying anything.

004, who was standing beside him, had already lowered his head and held the notebook and frowned, starting to write and scratch, as if he was calculating and summarizing something.

The atmosphere in the competitive room was heavy and depressed. Finally, 002 spoke in a low tone:

"It's my problem."

004 looked at his companion and shook his head: "It's not your problem."

Then his eyes subconsciously looked at the Jiutian Team's competitive scene not far away from the opposite side, and added with a complicated mood: "It's Mohe's performance today that is too high-level-"

002 fell into silence again.

He knew that No. 4 was right. In today's five games, his own mid laner position had fully demonstrated his condition and was perfect. There was no point worth being picked. It can be said that the "god-level" operational strength is the same--

But the reason why he just took the pot on himself was because even though he had exerted his most perfect state of strength, he still couldn't control Shuang Lengmohe on the opposite side.

Frost and cold river.

I silently recited this name in my heart, and a complex light flashed in 002's eyes.

He naturally recognized Shuang Lengmohe's strength, but he never felt that the other party's title of "God-level" mid laner would be inferior to that of him.

In fact, this is true. With the true level of 002, it is enough to be on par with the world's three major god-level mid laners, but it just...

In today's five games and the middle match, Shuang Lengmohe has always been the upper hand.

No matter how intense the battle is, no matter how exciting the two sides are in the battle, no matter how exciting the battle between the two sides is, 002 has not taken any initiative from beginning to end.

It can even be said that he was being suppressed and beaten.

Even if you change to Pone or Flow, it is impossible to put 002 in this situation in five consecutive games.

Frost and Lengfahe in normal conditions are also not possible.

Then, there is only one explanation left...

"That guy, his hand speed and reaction speed today are at least 30% more than usual."

After calculating such a conclusion from the small notebook, 004 couldn't help but exhale.

...

At this moment, the competitive room of the Jiutian Team is in a happy celebration atmosphere.

Stairs, lemon-flavored Fanta, Iron Diamond, Xiong Er, and several members of the team all slapped each other with smiles to celebrate.

Win!

It is not easy to win this battle. The strength of the opponent Sunnyday is definitely the top level in the world, especially the two-way combination of the opponent's mid-lane jungler has brought great pressure to them in these five games.

But in the end they still withstood. In the last game, a wave of team battles in Dalong Fjord destroyed the opponent, won the victory, and advanced to the semi-finals!

The final is right in front of you!

The championship is right in front of you!

It was also at this time that Shuang Lengmohe, as the captain of the team, quietly looked at the "victory" emblem pattern in the computer screen in front of him, with relief in his eyes and unconcealed fatigue.

He is too tired.

The opponent's mid laner is 002, which is a god-level existence that is comparable to his own under normal conditions. Moreover, the 004 jungler is better than Xiong Er on their side.

So his pressure is the greatest in the team.

If he wants to win, he can only squeeze all his potential and strive to fight with a strength that exceeds the normal level.

The result was finally not disappointed him, his teammates, and the tens of millions of players who supported their Nine Heavens Team in the national server.

But... I'm really tired.

Shuang Leng Mohe's gaze dimmed slightly, and the dull and sharp eyes that seemed to last forever in the past also lost their luster at this moment.

The picture in the field of vision begins to turn black.

The sight became blurred.

The next moment, the man, who was recognized as the strongest mid laner in the national server, shook his figure slightly and slowly fell from his seat amid the shocked and panicked eyes of his teammates.

...

"It's basically nothing serious."

"It was just over-exhausted, I was in a short period of shock, and almost woke up again when I helped him up."

"After that, Lao Jiang and I went to the hospital to take a look. The doctor said that we would need to adjust our bodies these days and pay more attention to rest."

On the phone, Jian Yuke's voice still seemed quiet and orderly.

Lin Xiao nodded relievedly: "That's good."

"Well..." Jian Yu Ke paused and sighed: "Fortunately, the unfortunate thing is that when this happened, the screen on the big screen had already been cut back to the commentary stage. The audience on the scene could not see the situation in the competitive room clearly. Now it is to block the informed people. Don't shake this matter out and make the national server mess for a while."

Lin Xiao said "yes" to express his understanding.

Indeed, this kind of thing is not suitable for publicity outside, otherwise it will cause panic among the national server again and worry about getting angry about the Jiutian Team. This is undoubtedly something that Shuang Lengmohe doesn't want to see.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiao looked up and saw the caring gazes from his teammates.

Qiao Xinwu asked: "Is Lao Mo okay?"

Lin Xiao nodded, and it was rare not to use the usual relaxed and happy tone. He simply replied: "It should be fine if I listen to the words "Cankong".

Potato was still muttering: "Why did you faint... Are you so happy to win the game?"

"Happy, can you be so happy that you are in shock?" The electric magnetic rod rolled his eyes, then turned his tone, and it was a little heavy: "But if this matter is placed on Jiutian Team, it is probably inevitable that the impact on morale will be inevitable... The captain fainted from strength, and the subsequent game may be in lingering."

"But...how could this happen?"

Jiang Ran couldn't help asking, his tone was also filled with worry and confusion.

He was fortunate to have been taught by Shuang Lengmohe's 1-on-1 training. It can be said that he admired this man with the title of the strongest mid-lane in the national server from the bottom of his heart. He even felt that such a person might always stand proudly at the top of the pyramid of this circle, and would not fall no matter how storm he endured.

But now... Shuang Lengmohe really fell down.

Because I was overdrawn.

It is also because I have carried too many responsibilities and missions.

Lin Xiao shook his head and sighed: "I'll call Lao Mo."

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Chapter completed!