Rise

At the end of the competition on the morning of the third day, the first group of results of two rounds of semi-finals of MSI season Invitational Competition came to an end. Season team from North America beat God team of China LPL division with a score of 2-0, becoming the first team to advance to the final.

Such a result, for the vast number of players and audiences of national costume, it is naturally very sad and sad, but the reality is that, they have to pick up the mood, get up the spirit and continue to prepare for the next round of competition.

MSI semi-final group 2, the rest of the final promotion will be between the SSK team and the assassin team.

At noon, the opinions of the outside world are basically on the side of supporting the SSK team, but at the same time, there are many people cheering on the Assassins' team, believing that the latter is not without the strength of the first World War.

"Two or eight."

At lunch, Lin Feng on the dining table gave such a judgment and evaluation.

Shi Hang sighed: "is the odds so low?"

Jin Shanshan next to him also shook his head: "I think it's only three or seven at most. Even if Nian shisan's state is good enough to defeat MLG in Europe, it will be totally different if the opponent changes to SSK..."

A team that will never leave any hope for their opponents.

The team that destroys all miracles.

These various titles and titles fall on the SSK team.

However, in all kinds of big and small competitions in the past, such situation has indeed been strongly confirmed. The SSK team has never lost even one or two games for any reason. Especially as long as the advantage stage is entered 10 minutes before the opening, the winning rate is almost 95%.

That is to say, there is no chance for the opponent to turn the tables.

"So -"

Lin Feng made a conclusion:

"if they want to win, they must try their best to seize the rhythm in their early stage."

"Otherwise, they won't be able to turn the tables if SSK is ordered in the early stage."

……

Time has come for the afternoon.

The semi-final of the second group started at two o'clock sharp. When he returned to the competition venue at about 1:30, Lin Feng and Song Jia met by chance again.

However, this time, the time left for the two people to talk alone was not long, because Song Jia had not yet waited for Song Jia to say a word with Lin Feng with a reserved smile and ask about the real relationship between someone and those professional gods of national costume --

Tang Bingyao came.

The girl came skipping over. She was about to ask Shanglin Feng to go shopping for water. As a result, she saw a strange and beautiful girl standing in front of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng, who is sandwiched between the two girls, seems quite natural. She introduces:

"Oh, Tangtang, this is song Jiajie, who met when she ate crayfish last time."

"Sister Song Jia, this is Tangtang, my classmate."

Tang Bingyao politely and cleverly said hello to Song Jia: "Hello, sister Song Jia."

Song Jia also responds with a smile, but under the smiling face, her mood can not help but some ups and downs.

Because she didn't expect Lin Feng to have such a beautiful classmate. Depending on the situation, the two seemed to be very close. They came to watch the MSI competition together. Even Song Jia, who had full confidence in her appearance, could not help feeling a little frustrated.

Soon, Anxin came up from behind and said with a smile:

"what are you doing here?"

For Song Jia, it's enough to see Tang Bingyao as a girl. She feels frustrated. But when the beautiful and refined figure of the girl in front of her is reflected in the picture of vision, it is a double heavy blow.

This time

She was completely compared.

The two girls beside someone are more amazing than fairies.

After a few simple conversations, Song Jia, who was always uncomfortable and uncomfortable in her heart, said goodbye in a hurry. However, before she left, she couldn't help looking at an Xin and Tang Bingyao, and finally at Lin Feng.

When she returned to her seat, Cheng Qingqing, her roommate sitting next to her, looked up at Song Jia and said with a smile:

"Hey, where have you been again?"

"I just seem to see you over there and that little brother Lin Feng are chatting Oh, why, we song Da beauty to a high school student kid all heart?"

"If this kind of thing spreads out, we finance institute doesn't know how many high-quality students want to commit suicide with grief and indignation?"

In the past, listening to the jokes played by her best friend and roommate, Song Jia had already turned her eyes and said something against her.

But this time, Song Jia just shook his head and said thoughtfully:

"that Lin Feng..."

"It's really interesting."……

It's two o'clock in the afternoon.

The second semi-finals of the MSI mid season invitational tournament kicked off.

Assassins, fight, SSK.

Although it is generally acknowledged that the SSK team has a very high voice to win the championship, the assassin team has the same momentum after defeating the MLG team in two consecutive victories yesterday. It has a great momentum and is willing to pull the emperor off his horse.

BO3 match, from the beginning of the first battle is full of gunpowder smoke filled with intense atmosphere.

Just as Lin Feng, Shi Hang and Jin Shanshan analyzed and judged at the dinner table at noon, the Assassins' team chose the most intense tactics at the beginning of the first battle. They cooperated with the field tour to assist in the joint attack of gank.

Frequent invasion of opponent's field.

Although it may not be possible to get the head or grab some wild resources, it is also disrupting the rhythm of the war.

"Is this a crap stick tactic?"

At the scene, the guests on the commentary platform nodded repeatedly:

"yes, the point is that the assassin team needs to break the rhythm of the SSK team, mix up the water first, and then find a chance to break through this chaotic situation."

In the front row audience, Lin Feng slightly squinted:

"next --"

"it depends on the ability of the old thirteen bands of rhythm."

……

The fifth minute of competition time.

Blue side assassin team, read 13 of the wild widow a wave of anti squatting on the road, with their own single ice female tower anti kill took the opposite purple side of the SSK team single wolf knife sister.

"Firstblood! ——”

the audience cheered and clapped like thunder.

One minute later.

"An ally has been slain."

The killing announcement of the system female voice rings in the ears of five assassins.

Heavy depression.

In the middle, Shan Jiesi in the SSK team kills and takes away the assassin's single sindera.

In the live broadcast room of MSI events in South Korea on the Internet, countless Korean players and audiences almost screamed with excitement and crazily brushed the bullet screen:

"f God! ——F God! ——F God! ——”

on the spot, in the SSK team competition room, Han Shihao's expression was still indifferent, without any change.

The eighth minute.

The blind monk of MafA in the battle field of SSK team wanders to the middle of gank road.

With Han Shihao in shanjiesi, yueta qiangsha takes away the ball girl again.

10 minutes.

Jess finished the single kill again.

For a moment, the whole competition venue was in a state of uproar, and countless live players and spectators all looked shocked and unbelievable --

less than ten minutes

The middle of the Assassins' team has been destroyed!?

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