Chapter 227 – 227. Guest Commentary (2)

After the opening video and interview prepared by the league, the first set began.

A fierce fight breaks out from ban-pick to no concession.
Even when the World Championship started, the tier 1 characters that each country had in mind were slightly different, but after about two months of travel, the tier 1 characters to be kept in check were all decided as they shared countless sums.

And then the close match that the fans longed to see takes place.
It was a performance that stood on the day when a single mistake was not tolerated.

‘Korean fans would prefer to win extremely comfortably, but.’

Wouldn’t it be better to see the taste of each other.
And on top of that, if the Korean team ends up winning in the end, there won’t be a more thrilling final than that.

Fortunately, the end of the first set was heading towards Mad Tiger Gaming’s victory.

“Psychic! This is a composition that the psychic sweeps up!”
“Mad Tiger Gaming in full swing! It is sweeping the battlefield!”

The narrator and caster right next to me screamed for hoarseness.
I wasn’t the type to get excited, but since I was at the center of the scene of enthusiasm, my body leaned forward and my hand was raised without my knowledge.

‘In the end, I’ll win the second championship.’

Even though there were several crises in the middle, they overcome through well-organized teamfights.

I thought our team had grown a lot, but seeing the fights between the world’s top teams, I still think we’ve come a long way.

“GG!!”
“We brought the very important first set. I don’t know if I should say this already, but the flow is so good.”
“Then what about the second set MVP?!”
“Psychic players! After all, it was Sechewon’s down play, right? They showed explosive teamfighting skills while stably unraveling the laning stage.”

On the one hand, I felt envious, and on the other hand, I felt the desire to win.

‘If I do well, I can stand on this stage even next year.’

I thought I would have to work on the players a bit more when I go back to Korea.

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After winning the first set, Hwang Ji-yeon could not control her burning heart her.

‘I’m almost there.’

It was forbidden to be vigilant, but the meaning of winning the first set was very clear.
Enough to win.

And we’ve already reached the 1/3 point.

“Everyone gather around.”

She gathered all the players from the capsule, including the manager and coaching staff, and gave enthusiastic feedback.
Players who had not yet escaped from the afterglow and tension of the first set match listened to her voice her with flushed faces.

“Whoa… “

Then, the psychic sitting next to her lifted a soda bottle from the table and opened it.
It was a natural action, nothing out of the ordinary.

“Gulp, gulp.”

A psychic with half his drink her.
Soon after, he glanced at director Hwang Ji-yeon, who was sitting next to him.

A drop of hot sweat flowed from the nape of her neck as she raised her voice passionately.
What kind of courage did you have?
Psychic, who had never been so friendly before, held out a bottle of drink he had unknowingly drank.

“Eat some.”
“Ah, thank you.”

Hwang Ji-yeon drinks the drink she was given without any doubt.
The psychic gulped her saliva secretly, putting her heart to sleep.

‘If I win this time, I must confess.’

How beautiful is the profile of a person who does his best in his work.
Of course, Hwangbo Jiyeon had a beautiful appearance even when she was not working.

If I had to compare it to an animal, wouldn’t it be like a deer with pretty eyes?

“Psychic, what did I just say?”

But when her beautiful eyes turned to him, he flinched and trembled at her.
It was a cold gaze that seemed to have no friends, but this was also quite attractive.

Psychic tried to escape the situation with a small smile.

“Sorry, I was nervous and thinking about something else… “
“… Don’t be too nervous.”

But, perhaps because she had just come for the World Championship, Hwangbo Ji-yeon, unlike her usual voice her, spoke in a much softer voice as if feeling sorry for her.
She even reached out her hand to her and she patted him on the shoulder.

‘This… Also green light? Is this something?’

Whether it was because Psy Kick was ahead of the second set, or whether it was because of Hwangbo Jiyeon’s gentle touch her, she felt her heart beat twice as fast as usual.

The reason was that it was good.
Win unconditionally

He secretly wrapped her hands around her and made a promise.

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Throbbing…

Her heart her started beating faster than usual when the 2nd set ban pick started.

‘Ah… Why is he like this?’

Her head her felt like it was buzzing and her mind her was floating.
She took her deep breath in, then exhaled calmly and patted her own cheek to bring her back to her senses her.

‘Did I eat something wrong?’

In an instant, I remembered a bottle of soda I had just drank.
A drink that I drank without thinking because the psychic gave it to me.
Could it be that he ate it and got sick?

‘It’s not like it’s a drink with strange ingredients… There must be none.’

To prevent doping, the capsule undergoes its own inspection.
If she picked up something strange, she was exposed as soon as she entered the capsule.

However, after a while, until the 2nd set of ban picks, the capsule had no response.
Moreover, who the hell commits crimes that can only be seen in third-rate movies or dramas?

‘Please calm down. It’s the world championship.’

It was not important to find out why the head hurts right now.
Hwangbo Jiyeon bit her lip and caught her spirit her.

‘It’s still too early to make a hasty decision. There is no physical evidence, but what if she objected and it turned out not to be? Let’s just focus on the game for now.’

She continued to feel suspicious, but decided it was right to continue the game for now.
Fortunately for her, it didn’t seem to have any effect on the player.

He wasn’t the only person who could act as a coach, and there wouldn’t be any problems with running the game.

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The second set match has begun.

The fanfic and game contents are not much different from the first set.

It was partly because the combination of characters had already become fixed, and both teams were too good to bet on adventures.
The intention was that if you win by reducing the variables with the combination and plan you used every time, you will be able to easily take the rest of the set.

“Both teams play really well.”
“It’s like watching a Korean league. In ACK, there are many cases where even after 20 minutes there is not even a single kill, right?”
“Looking at it that way, the current situation is good for Mad Tiger Gaming. It’s because Mad Tiger rolled the snowball the best in the domestic league without any variable.”

At that time, small skirmishes broke out simultaneously.
It was a ganking fight due to jungler intervention on the top and bottom lines.

To begin with, both teams benefited from the line where the jungler joined.
Tintin, who ganked the bottom line, got a kill from the bottom line, and Mad Tiger, who ganked the top line, got a kill from the top line.

“Ah… This is not good. Tintin’s bottom line has grown a little bit.”
“Should I say that it was fortunate that I caught the opponent’s top laner? Actually, it was a kill exchange, but it literally felt like it was fortunate, so the one who felt bad was Mad Tiger.”
“What do you think, Battle Coach?”

Songkae talked to me.

I’m not the type to go out and comment unless there’s something special, so I’ve given occasional opportunities to speak in this way.

I grabbed the mic and opened my mouth.

“As the two commentators said, it’s not a good kill exchange for Mad Tiger. In the current composition, even if you kill the top laner, who is a tank, you won’t be able to roll a big snowball. It would have been better if the jungler ate it, but unfortunately it ended.”

After making the obvious statements to clear things up, Mad Tiger Gaming tells us where we can put our hopes on.

“Still, since I was in Mad Tiger, the Psychic player has always been a player who always serves 1 person even if he is a nail-biter, right? For that reason, I think it would be a good direction to let the AD dealers play on the bottom line, and only supporters to go up to the top line and induce local battles.”

Taking out a good player on the opposing team from the fight and giving your team an advantage.
Right now, I think this seemed like the best option.

And, of course, the supporter I taught, Kidd, seemed to have the same thought.

I left Psychic alone on the bottom line and started roaming around the top line.
If this happens, the opponent’s support will naturally have to join, and if that happens, the good opponent’s AD and our weak team’s AD will engage in a half-lane battle where no one will benefit more.

At the bottom, the speed of the snowball is slowed down as much as possible while looking for opportunities at the top.

“Beyond players are entering!”
“Kid’s joining is a little faster! Doesn’t it look good to dive like this?”
“Wizard!! Wizard got the kill and got out of the tower! Wasn’t that just a super play?!”

And in the end, Mad Tiger Gaming succeeded in benefiting from Kid’s quick joining.
As expected, the operation is good and the physical is also good.

It was a performance worthy of being called the Korean national team.

But at that moment, I heard a sound I couldn’t possibly hear.

“Uh?! Wait. Solo kill?! Did you get a solo kill from the bottom line?”

I’ve been living with Psychic for years, but I’ve never been recognized for my skills, let alone my sleazy personality.

How many times had he been solo-killed?
He’s pretty sure he can count on his fingers his.

But right now, something that seemed even less likely than the odds of being struck by lightning happened.

“A psychic got a solo kill?!”
“The real Tintin Chimera is amazing too… They are not players to be taken lightly.”
“It really happened bigger than I thought. This is Mad Tiger Gaming, a complete emergency.”

The tension of the commentators, who seemed to be taking pictures of the sky just before, fell to the floor.
The shock was even greater because of the fall of a psychic player called Sechewon.

I silently watched the replay of the bot lane match.

‘It’s not like a psychic play.’

That look of wandering around, not knowing what to do.
It seemed like I had seen it somewhere.

After rolling my head for a while, I managed to pull out a memory from a very long time ago.

‘It’s the same as when I won the runner-up in the first World Championship.’

I felt chilly.
A feeling of foreboding was slowly growing in a corner of his heart.