When sixteen teams from various major competition regions gathered in San Francisco, the schedule for the group stage was quickly announced, causing an uproar as soon as it was announced.
September 30th.
IG vs. SKT!
Yes, the battle at Tianwangshan in MSI just ended half a year ago.
No one expected that in this S competition, the two teams in Group B, IG and SKT, would actually be scheduled to play the opening match on the first day of the group stage.
All of a sudden,
It was as if thunder from the sky stirred fire from the earth.
Even though due to the time difference between the eastern and western hemispheres, the opening game of the group stage in San Francisco is actually at 4 a.m. Yanjing time, there are still many LPL fans who excitedly adjusted their alarm clocks after watching the schedule to get up in the early morning to watch the game.
Imagine watching an LPL game before getting up to go to work. It feels pretty good.
Of course, if you lose, it will be another matter.
San Francisco, SKT training base.
After Faker saw his first opponent on the schedule, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and a fire quietly burned in his heart.
After saying goodbye to MSI, every time he recalled the BO5 match in the semifinals, it was a thorn in his heart.
Faker feels that IG, or the man from IG, has become the inner demon in his career. It will be difficult to reach the top unless the inner demon is eliminated.
So this S competition,
He just wants to kill the inner demon.
I just didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly.
When he saw that the No. 1 seed in the LPL was in the same group as them, there was IG in the team, Faker's eyes lit up, as if there were two flames burning inside.
"Xianghe."
He dunked his horse and called out Faker.
The latter turned his head, the fire in his eyes extinguished, leaving only one sentence.
"I'm going to train."
Bang touched his head and said with a headache, "It's still half a month away. Why did you start training so soon? Can't Sang Hyuk relax himself?"
From Bang's point of view, it's true that he is a professional player, but professional players are actually a job. People have to have some free time of their own. Even if they don't do anything and lie in bed in a daze, it's better than sitting in front of the computer every day. .
"Brother Xianghe, wait for me!" Stupid Chicken followed closely.
Wolf, who was holding a bag of potato chips and stuffing them into his mouth, looked left and right, put down the snacks, and wiped his hands on Bang's waistband, "Well, I've trained too, Junzhi (Bang) Do you want to come together?"
Bang, who was lying on the sofa, waved his hand, "Go ahead, go ahead, I can just practice here."
"Huh? Practicing here?" Wolf was stunned.
Bang stared blankly at the ceiling above his head, and said sternly, "Yes, meditation training method, do you want to try it too."
Hearing this, the dunking coach on the side couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"Forget it, I'll stay with Xianghe and the others."
Wolf laughed dryly.
"Boring guy."
Bang on the sofa muttered something.
Immediately, he turned over, picked up the pillow and changed into a more comfortable position.
Kuan Ma didn't force anything, he just said with a straight face, "Don't forget to give me your meditation training results during the meeting tonight."
"Don't worry." Bang waved his hand.
During the following period of early arrival, all the major teams were busy preparing for the upcoming group stage, and time flew by unknowingly.
In the blink of an eye, September 30, the opening day of the group stage finally arrived.
This year, San Francisco's Civic Auditorium was packed.
In the LPL division commentary box, Miller and Guan Zeyuan are in charge of commentary today.
Miller smiled and greeted the camera, "Hello, audience friends, welcome to the group stage of the 2016 League Finals. In the next October, from the beginning to the end of the month, we will be competing separately. Bringing an exciting e-sports feast to e-sports fans around the world in San Francisco, Chicago, New York, and finally Los Angeles!”
"Yes, it's really exciting to think about it."
Guan Zeyuan nodded, then glanced at a group of young men in red who came up from the corner of the stage, and said quickly, "Well, before the start of today's group match, we first invite last year's S tournament champion SKT legendary player Faker to give us praise. Get that world championship trophy back."
The next moment, when Faker, wearing a baseball cap, appeared on the stage holding the trophy high, a burst of enthusiastic cheers suddenly erupted from the surrounding auditorium of the San Francisco Municipal Auditorium.
Obviously everyone was playing away from home, but from the moment he took the stage, this man seemed to miraculously turn this place into his home stadium.
It has to be said that Faker, who debuted as an S3 assassin and now has a double crown in his hands and is sprinting towards a triple crown, has always been far ahead in terms of fans and popularity around the world.
at this point,
No one else would envy him.
Even if God comes, it’s not enough.
Under the lens of the big screen behind the stage, the director specially gave Faker a close-up shot. The boy wearing round glasses seriously placed the trophy on the trophy stand raised in front of the stage.
After turning around and taking two steps, Faker inadvertently glanced back at it.
This look back was captured by the director's camera, and a burst of noisy shouts from fans suddenly erupted in the municipal auditorium!
"Come on Faker!"
"Don't miss it! It always belongs to you!"
"Come on! I look forward to the moment when you hold it up again!"
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Backstage, IG lounge.
"Are you envious?"
Seeing Rookie craning his neck and staring straight at the scene in the live broadcast, Li Fu couldn't help but ask with a smile.
"Well, I'm actually fine." Rookie scratched his head.
"Don't pretend." A Zhen said, "Someone's eyes are clearly full of envy."
"Fuck, why am I envious?" Rookie said angrily, "Who among the mid laners in the world doesn't envy that man?"
"It's okay. You don't have to envy him when this World Championship is over." Li Fu suddenly said.
"Huh?" Rookie was stunned.
"When you lift the championship trophy, it's time for him to envy you." Li Fu joked, "You didn't see him looking back three times when he put it back. After all, one glance is too little."
"Brother Fu, hurry up! We haven't played in the group stage yet, so we don't want to be so proud of ourselves." A sturgeon was startled after hearing this.
Rookie glanced at the frightened A sturgeon, and then at Li Fu who was smiling but not smiling. However, his heart suddenly calmed down and he nodded seriously towards Li Fu.
Because he remembered something.
At the beginning of this year, just two weeks after the spring split started, Li Fu, who was just a substitute jungler at the time, joked that he could tell fortunes and calculated that Rookie would be a champion.
Rookie didn't believe it at the time.
But everyone knows what happened next.
They overcame all obstacles and braved the wind and waves to win three championship trophies in the Spring Finals, MSI and Summer Finals, and finally came to the league's highest trophy.
And Li Fu also miraculously returned as a veteran, won various MVPs, and is now one of the benchmark figures promoted by LPL in S6 this time.
The remaining two people are the factory director and the puppy.
Now, Li Fu says they can win the championship.
Regardless of whether it was poisoned milk or not, this time, Rookie decided to follow.
Brother Xinfu!
This must be believed!
He looked at the back of the man wearing the red team uniform of SKT on the stage, and suddenly an unprecedented ambition arose in his heart!
Why can't I be in Shiyi Middle School?
The temperature has dropped recently and I have been sick. There are a little less today. Everyone should also pay attention to keeping warm.
(End of chapter)
