In the midst of the uproar, icecloud walked out of the competition room in despair.

All the confidence and self-esteem, all the ambitions, after being defeated by Zhang Peng and picked up again, were crushed again by Murong.

His hair was already soaked with sweat, wet and glued together, sticking to his head, looking oily and shiny, and his dark face looked ridiculous.

But no one laughed at this time.

Because the eyes of the vast majority of people were all focused on Murong in the competition room.

"CUHK has such a master."

Many reporters in the entire media area had already opened their mouths in shock, and the sound of gasps and incredulous eyes lingered around Murong in the competition room and the competition area of CUHK.

icecloud felt as if he had become a forgotten corner, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Murong again.

But in his sight, Murong was still sitting quietly in the competition room.

Until this time, Murong didn't look at icecloud.

"Don't you even bother to look at me?"

Suddenly, icecloud was deeply stung by a huge sense of humiliation.

If it weren't for the fact that Lovedd, the third player from Yucheng University, came to his side at this time, this huge feeling of humiliation might have made icecloud cry out hysterically, "Drag!" There are three more of us, and you're only one! ”

"If you can't beat him, you'll drag him to death!"

After a second, Icecloud suppressed her hysterical rant and said this to Lovedd. Like a wounded beast.

Lovedd, the third player from Yucheng University, nodded, and soon entered the game host and selected the Zerg.

Lovedd is also a player who hides his strength when communicating with CUHK.

The group of people from Yucheng University even told Zhang Peng and his group at CUHK that he was not the main player, but just a substitute.

So as soon as he saw lovedd, Zhang Peng almost couldn't help but shout "me".

“mlgbd！” But before Zhang Peng could call out, he heard someone next to him scolding him so fiercely.

When Zhang Peng turned his head, Zhang Peng couldn't help but shout Damn, books, you are still alive.

It turned out that the books that had been squatting in WC at this time came out. Hearing Zhang Peng say this, Books waved his hand very weakly and said, "It seems to be completely empty now, I have to see how to kill them." ”

Zhang Peng touched his stomach, feeling that it was much better than at the beginning, and the match between Murong and Lovedd had officially begun.

Terran vs. Zerg.

This is a completely different race duel from the match where Murong defeated icecloud just now. But not long after the competition began, the faces of the people at Yucheng University had already changed.

Without any tricks, Lovedd came up with the Flying Dragon Attack, but it directly led to Murong's spark tactical attack, and relying on a large number of bunkers and the flying dragon that had just come out to block Murong's spark tactical attack, Murong's next group of troops had already arrived.

It was another stormy attack like the three waves of the Yangtze River, and everyone quickly saw that Lovedd's defensive ability was very strong, and after blocking Murong's continuous strong attack, Lovedd even opened two mines.

But all the people saw that it was useless at all.

Murong just chose to keep advancing. Spearmen, nurses, tanks, and technology balls, such the most conventional combination of troops of the Terrans, are like a meat grinder in Murong's hands, no matter what kind of troops Lovedd has, lurking, stinging snakes, and even big bulls and scorpions, they can't stop Murong's advance.

It's just less than fifteen minutes, Lovedd was pushed to death by Murong with such a conventional combination, and he couldn't even deliberately delay time with the scorpion flow style of play.

In the second game, Lovedd chose the island battle map, but like icecloud, in less than two minutes, he saw Murong directly hit GG.

In the third game, Lovedd had already lost the courage to continue fighting when he played for seven or eight minutes, because Murong was still only advancing coldly.

It's just to advance, Lovedd tried everything he could, but he just couldn't resist it.

Less than ten minutes.

It's just four attacks, two strong suppressions in the early stage, and one to push Lovedd's sub-base, and Murong's fourth attack has already pushed Lovedd's base hard.

The total score instantly became four to three.

Yucheng University's fourth-place finisher, It'strue, took the field in silence.

It'strue is a Protoss player this time. He is a Protoss Extreme Rioter Streamer, and his race and playing style are completely different from Lovedd and IceCloud.

But Murong only used one trick to deal with him: cold advance.

Murong just started with a double job, and then quickly opened the sub-mine and began to advance.

Ordinary frontal propulsion.

However, it'strue changed two openings in a row, and changed N combinations of multiple classes in a row, but it couldn't stop Murong's frontal advance.

In the silence, it'strue was pushed to death by Murong again.

The aggregate score is four to four!

Murong's grim expression did not change in the slightest.

There was no fancy advancement in each game, and three people were defeated in a row.

It's as if he's only going to push.

But this step by step cold advancement, full of ambition, but like the footsteps of death, step by step in the hearts of a group of people.

By the time Dilog, the fifth major player, came on the field, icecloud and the others were speechless. And Dilog's hand holding the mouse couldn't help but tremble slightly.

As soon as the first game began, Dilog immediately started to play with airdrop disturbances.

In fact, what Dilog is good at is not this kind of airdrop and harassment from the beginning, what he is good at is the later technology flow play, but Murong's attack like a storm crashing on the shore and advancing like the footsteps of the god of death made him dare not take the tactics of steadily defending the technology flow play at all.

Dilog wanted to suppress Murong through harassment tactics.

But it was useless at all, and Dilog soon discovered that Murong's defense seemed to be a cold and immobile rock, and his harassment did not play any role at all. Then, Murong's troops quickly pushed out.

There are no combinations of troops, no tactics can resist Murong's advance.

When he really faced Murong, Dilog really felt that Murong was terrible.

It was a direct GG again, conceded the second game, and then went straight to the third game.

When the third game began, Murong's cold expression still hadn't changed for half a minute, and the Dilog in the competition room and the group of Yucheng University in the contestant area finally collapsed.

"Are you just going to push?"

In the contestant area, the pale-faced icecloud couldn't help but shout this sentence hysterically.

But no one answered him.

On the projection on the big screen, Murong just continued to advance coldly step by step, like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper.

There is no trickery, but Murong's style of play seems to be a slap in the face to everyone in Yucheng University.

Trembling all over and sweating like rain, Dilog had already played GG in the eighth minute.

Murong picked four.

CUHK is five to four large, and on the large screen projection, such a score was finally played.

And it was only at this time that Murong slowly raised his head, and his cold gaze swept over the dilog opposite, the competition area of the major players, and the media area and the stands where there was a huge laugh.

It was just this moment, maybe it was only a few tenths of a second, but at this moment, all the people who were swept by Murong's gaze felt like an electric current was passing through their hearts, as if an electric current was passing from one side of their hearts to the other side in an instant, and their bodies were as if they were paralyzed.

At this moment, all the people saw in their eyes was the red team uniforms on Murong and Zhang Peng and others, as well as the faces of Zhang Peng and Murong and others, and the gaze in their eyes.

Bravery, fearlessness, pride, and mutual trust.

The audience was silent, and under the illumination of the snow-white lights, Murong and Zhang Peng and the others hugged each other, like a jumping flame. On their side, there was a group of people from Yucheng University who were pale and completely defeated.

In the next second, everyone finally reacted, and at the same time as a burst of violent applause, countless flashes also lit up from the media area, shining on Zhang Peng, Murong and others.

The red jersey is like it's really burning.

Everyone knows that this is only a 2C team.

But looking at their gaze, all the people formed an illusion at this time, at this moment, they are kings!