The game seemed to end with this HTDN, because no matter how pleasing Yu Luosheng's move was, and how the Korean mid laner called Xiao Gui called him dad and scolded her, reality is always reality, and losing is ultimately losing.

The four Vt team led a large wave of soldiers to crush the base of Lm team with a proud look.

First break the high ground defense tower, then break the crystal, and then their top laners to withstand the damage from the two towers of the defense tower, it is obvious that they will take the base of the Lm team.

"Wu Sen is the only one who is alive. I think he should have given up struggling, too." Tai Chenfeng from Tai Chen team said in the Demacia club.

The training base of Taichen Team is actually not far from Xuhui. Today, the Lm team collided against Vt in the World Finals. Boss Lei also specially invited this famous LPL team in China to present the atmosphere of guests watching the game. Professional players analyzed and explained next to them. Only those novice players can understand the strength of professional players and professional teams.

"Old Wu Sen was beaten so badly in this game. I don't know what Captain Yu is feeling. He didn't give him the Frost Witch a chance to the later stage. The hero Frost Witch must be able to survive. The team control ability and damage absorption ability she has as a supporter will be much better than the opponent's assistant Thresh..."

"What a terrible thing, how could a little kid beat him like this? He was killed by crossing the tower in various positions?" Tai Chentu complained with extreme dissatisfaction.

When everyone commented, a voice came from the commentator. From their tone, they knew that the game was about to end.

Looking at the only surviving clockwork demon spirit on the screen, looking at her pitiful hurt...

Mantis arm blocks the car

"What else is struggling? Just stand in the spring and wait for it to be demolished. Even if you lose, you have to lose with dignity." Looking at Wu Sen throwing his skills there like the clown in the jumping beam, Tai Chentu cursed again.

Tai Chentu and Wu Sen are old grudges, and he is merciless about Wu Sen's complaints.

"It seems like that." Xu Ben said.

"Yeah, it's meaningless, just go ahead and get the next game."

"The mid-lane of the Lm team is ultimately a soft spot."

"Wu Sen probably just wants to lose with dignity before he can resist desperately." Tai Chenfeng said.

"Why do you say that? Then he also wants to end the opponent's killing like Captain Yu? The problem is that his little damage is almost the same." Da K said.

"You see the time." Tai Chenfeng said.

After he said this, hundreds of people from Demacia raised their heads and stared at the time that was beating

19:34

"19 minutes and 34 seconds, what's wrong with this time?" Xu Ben asked.

Everyone in Taichen team obviously understood something, Taichenhuo spoke to everyone and explained: "There is an unwritten law or measurement line in L's game..."

"If the two teams confront each other, if the game ends just minutes before surrender, it means that the strength of both sides is not on the same level at all."

"It seems yes. When we play rankings, we are beaten so hard that we don't even have the chance to surrender. Basically, it is because there are proxy training or diamonds on the opposite side. The king plays a small trumpet, otherwise the distribution between the two sides of the normal ranking system would not be as big as that." Feng Da suddenly woke up.

There is no chance to surrender...

Failure is normal. Professional players are not unable to accept failure, but what they cannot accept is that they cannot even hold on with the enemy's artillery fire.

19 minutes and 34 seconds, and there are still seconds. Can a clockwork demon spirit, which has basically been destroyed, resist the opponent's attack for nearly half a minute?

It is better to face failure calmly than to struggle meaninglessly, just like Yu Luosheng's calm dance in the face of death.

But Wu Sen is not Yu Luosheng. He can't end such a gorgeous operation, nor does he have the same calmness and arrogance as his mind. He just wants to do something under such cruel destruction...

If he is killed alone once, he will blame himself for being accidentally killed. If he is killed alone again, he will feel panic. If he is killed alone three times and four times, he will be on the verge of collapse.

This is the world finals, this is the most important game. How many people are watching the whole country, how many hopes are sent by his teammates? How can he be killed so many times? How can he bring normal games into such a tragedy of being massacred?

Poor replenishment, unlimited heads, experience given to opponents, and even brought Zhou Yan, who collapsed the jungler...

What else can you do, and what else can you do?

It's really only humble to delay the failure time in seconds.

Wu Sen didn't know if doing this would make him feel better. He could accept this huge gap in strength, but he believed that his team members could not bear this insult.

19 minutes

The last defensive tower fell down with a roar, turning into countless pieces and falling on the surface of the base.

All the defense lines were broken, leaving only a naked crystal base, and a clockwork demon spirit struggling in skilled artillery fire.

8 seconds, 8 seconds left.

Wu Sen stared at the huge mouth of the abyss, which was not much blood.

The Abyss Giant Mouth has already obtained five heads. With his attack power and attack speed, it only takes about 34 seconds to destroy the base.

It can be seen that the Vt team also wants to end the game minutes ago, so that they have enough capital to laugh at and despise this Chinese team at the forefront.

Kill Han Sanzhi's huge abyss mouth and you will be able to complete your mission in this game.

Wu Sen gritted his teeth and calculated the damage of the skill

flash

Magic ball, offensive

Fatal noise

Press the two skills at the same time, and you can see the magic ball flying straight towards Han Zongzhi's huge mouth in the abyss.

"It's so funny" Han Zongzhi seemed to have seen through Wu Sen's intentions for a long time. At the moment the magic ball flew to him, he flashed sideways and avoided Wu Sen's charging attack with great ease.

"Idiot." Han Zong ignored Wu Sen and continued to attack the crystal base.

5 seconds.

4 seconds.

3 seconds

"Bang"

With a tragic sound, a rotating energy surged from the crystal base, turning the entire crystal into fragments and flying into the air.

The crystal burst, the game ended, and the time was frozen at 19 minutes and 57 seconds.

The venue of 24,000 people was in full swing at this moment

The tsunami-level cheers were deafening, and it was heartbreaking to feel the tide of this enemy wave as soon as I stood up from my position, especially for Wu Sen.

Even the last time, he was shown off. Not only did he not regain his pitiful dignity, he felt like he was pushed to the ground and then stepped on his face.

Men have a completely unhappy name: they are trampled on their faces and seen by the people they care about the most.

Wu Sen began to regret that he shouldn't have told his family so happily last night that his younger brothers and sisters must watch this game intently today...

"Let's go." Zhou Yan patted Wu Sen's back and said.

Yu Luosheng and Lin Dong have already walked off the stage, and it can be seen that they are in a bad mood.

Da Luo seemed to have no strength to scold, and he didn't even have the chance to surrender in 19 minutes and 57 seconds, and no one with arrogance could accept it.

Wu Sen nodded numbly and walked downstairs. Every Korean cheered so harshly, and every Korean looked hot and mocking, but unless you close your eyes on the 24,000-person stage, you will see this smiling face full of vision and scream no matter what.

I hurriedly walked off the stage, and only the rest area wrapped in the walls could make people breathe a little smoother. But behind me, there were strange laughter from Vt players...

When we arrived at the rest area, the five people were speechless, and the silence was so scary that it made people feel scared.

"I'm sorry." Wu Sen sat on the sofa, holding his head with both hands, and said with extreme guilt.

The more familiar you are, the more inseparable you are, the harder you can say sorry or thank you to him.

Wu Sen didn't find it difficult to speak this time, because from the third time he was killed, the fourth time he was killed, to the last minute he didn't even hold on. He had already said countless sorry to his teammates in his heart.

For a professional player who is not very in-class, he is already very good at playing in the World League, being able to have the honor of the World's quarterfinals, the semi-finals, and the runner-up, but it is not the case for Zhou Yan, Wu Sen, Lin Dong, and Yu Luosheng.

Their heart is in the finals, their goal is only the world champion, how could the four of them accept falling down in the same place?

Until now, he still remembers that after Huang Xiaoying said at that time, "Just just play in the finals, you can do it casually." Yu Luosheng's cold gaze was the price of severing any relationship between his relatives, just to win the world championship.

"It's just the first game, it's okay." After a long time, Zhang Aijing spoke slowly.

Wu Sen raised his head and glanced at Zhang Aijing's eyes. Her eyes were wandering, and it was obvious that she was just comforting herself.

Yes, this is the first game, but the gap in strength has been reflected in the first game.

Not to mention three wins in five games, whether you can win one game in ten games is a problem. How could Wu Sen not know the minutes law of the L Professional League?

"I... I'll call the assist?" Wu Sen said in a low voice.

Wu Sen looked at Yu Luosheng with help. When he faced Xie Lianda from the Beijing team, Yu Luosheng played the mid laner, and they won that game.

Yu Luosheng did not answer, as if he was angry or contemplating.

Lin Dong, who was standing aside, pushed Yu Luosheng. Wu Sen was really beaten to no self-esteem this time. Lin Dong didn't want such a situation to appear and wanted to find some words to comfort Wu Sen, but he knew that Wu Sen needed the most to say the comfort words that Wu Sen needed most. Wu Sen felt that the only person he felt that the most sorry was Yu Luosheng.

Yu Luosheng was pushed and then he realized that Zhang Aijing also signaled him, hoping that Yu Luosheng, the captain, would help Wu Sen rebuild his confidence.

"What did you say?" Yu Luosheng asked.

"He said he came to play the support, you played the middle lane." Lin Dong said to Wu Sen.

"No, you have to continue playing the mid lane... If you play the support, you will be beaten up at the bottom lane." Yu Luosheng shook his head.

"Clang"

All the chins in the room hit the ground

Damn, Yu Luosheng, your comforting method is really unconventional
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