With the BO3 match between Team Assassin and Team SSK coming to an end, the third day of the MSI Mid-Season Invitational has officially come to an end.

The two qualifiers for the final have been decided.

Team Season in North America.

South Korea, SSK team.

When the beautiful hostess walked up to the arena and announced the names of the two finalist teams to the audience with the microphone in her hand, the applause and cheers from the audience were like thunder, boiling endlessly, and the scene was extremely lively.

But at the same time, there were also some ordinary live players in the audience, and the audience couldn't help but mutter:

"It's Season and SSK again......"

Indeed, the word "again" should be used.

Because in the World Finals of the S5 season, it was these two teams that fought for the championship trophy in the end.

In the front row of players and guests, a group of MSI teams and other professional players who were invited to the stage looked at the ten members of Team Season and Team SSK who had been invited to the stage, and their feelings couldn't help but be a little complicated.

One is second in the world.

One is the first in the world.

It seems that since two years ago, the two positions at the top of the pyramid of the world's professional esports circle have been contracted by the two people F and Autumn, as well as their respective teams behind them.

"...... like this"

"It's boring—"

Nian Shisan, who was standing in the audience, looked at the ten members of the SSK and Season teams on the stage from afar, and sighed.

These words are naturally not criticizing the two teams on the stage.

It's a kind of self-deprecation.

Both top professional players and the world's top teams are working hard for their dreams, but they have never been able to climb the two mountains in front of them.

A lifetime of looking up inevitably makes people's necks too sore.

"So, it's time to really work hard."

Shi Hang, who was standing beside Nian Thirteen, exhaled a turbid breath and said in a solemn tone.

Jin Shanshan shook his head a little heavily:

"That being said, everyone is really doing what they are working on, not to mention anything else, this year, all the teams and clubs in our national server LPL division are also training with all their strength, right?"

"In order to adapt to the new version, we really trained all night, but in terms of adaptability and other personal abilities, we are still a gap between Season and SSK, and if we add their more professional and top coaching team, the current effect gap can already be seen."

"MSI has been in the past three days, and these two teams are really strong beyond solution."

Although this sentence is a bit demoralizing, it is also an indisputable fact.

Top-notch personal abilities.

Tough version adaptability.

Professional top coaching team.

Together, these factors make up a team that can be called perfect.

In the current esports circle, there are two such teams.

SSK。

Season。

These two teams, under the leadership of their respective team captains, are like two kings standing at the top of the pyramid, crowned with glory and halo, surrounded by flowers and applause, and the opponents in each other's eyes are only each other, and everything else is regarded as nothing.

"It's not a good feeling to be ignored as air......"

Nian 13 licked his lips, but the sharp edge in his eyes was flickering brighter and brighter.

Shi Hang glanced at Jin Shanshan, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth rose little by little:

"Old Jin, what you said is only half right."

"It's true that our national team is also working hard now, but it's still too far from the two teams on the stage now."

"But it's not that people are really strong enough to be solved."

"Somebody said something back in the S1 season."

"If the gap is too big, of course hard work alone is not enough—"

After a pause, Shi Hang grinned:

"I didn't try hard enough."

"Then make up for it with all your might!"

Jin Shin was suddenly solemn.

The few people present naturally knew who the "someone" Shi Hang was mentioning at the moment.

At this moment, when the ten members of the SSK team and the Season team walked onto the arena, the audience was full of enthusiastic applause, screams and cheers, and the captains of the two teams on the stage stood at the head of the stage, their expressions calm and natural.

At the same moment, in the front row of the audience, Lin Feng sat up straight a little, looking at the two top four emperors in the world today, his eyes burning with boiling flames of battle intent in the arena.

……

It's still the same moment.

In the toilet in the backstage of the venue, An Xin and Tang Bingyao walked out of the cubicle one after another, standing in front of the washstand and rinsing their hands with a faucet.

The sound of the water rattling.

Tang Bingyao, who was the first to clean her hands, turned around and was about to draw a tissue to dry her palms, and An Xin, who was a little slower, also reached out and turned off the faucet, and when she was about to turn around, she seemed to have a sudden burst of weakness all over her body, her legs were slightly weak, and if she didn't support the sink with her hands in time, the whole person would fall to the cold bathroom floor.

Tang Bingyao, who heard the movement behind her, subconsciously turned her head:

"Buns?"

Before she finished speaking, her eyes widened in surprise:

"What's wrong with you, Baozi?"

The girl's face was full of worry and anxiety.

An Xin, who was holding the sink with her hand, reluctantly showed a smile to Tang Bingyao: "It's okay, it's a little careless...... I almost slipped and fell. ”

As she spoke, she struggled to stand up straight over the sink counter.

But just now, An Xin's arm suddenly lost its strength as if it didn't obey the call, and now the whole person was about to stumble and fall uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Tang Bingyao quickly stepped forward to hold An Xin's somewhat limp body, and then was so anxious:

"It's—it's still okay here!"

"Well, let's go to the hospital!"

"Yes, call 120!"

Just when Tang Bingyao was in a hurry and was about to take out her mobile phone to dial the number to 120, a slender and white palm pressed on the back of her hand, Tang Bingyao subconsciously looked at it, and met An Xin's pleading gaze, which was already a little pale at the moment:

"No need to fight."

Tang Bingyao was so anxious that she was about to cry: "You're like this with that bun, yes, I'll call Fengzi over!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the pale-faced girl shaking her head in a little panic:

"Don't, don't."

"Don't let him know about this."

Tang Bingyao was completely helpless: "So, what should I do?" ”

An Xin calmed down a little, raised her chin lightly and nodded at Tang Bingyao's small backpack: "There is medicine in it, you can help me take it out, I'll just eat a little." ”

Tang Bingyao nodded hurriedly, hurriedly stretched out her other hand to pull An Xin's small backpack to her hand, opened the zipper and looked inside, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice:

"Okay, a lot of medicine."

"Which one do you want?"

The corners of An Xin's mouth, who was half-leaning on Tang Bingyao's arms, twitched, revealing a trace of bitter and helpless arc:

"All of them."

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