Seeing Luo Zhen freeze up, JKL simply gave him a light push from behind, sending him toward the next teammate.
No matter how much he tried to save face, a loss was still a loss.
The pent-up frustration in JKL's chest had mostly dissipated at the sight of Luo Zhen acting like such a coward. As the loser, all he needed to do now was leave quietly. There were still the regional qualifiers, and with their strength, he did not think the team would fail to secure a spot at the World Championship.
Still, just thinking about having to face the mockery from those assholes in the Champion ADC Group after the match gave JKL a headache.
Forget it. Let it all burn.
Beneath the falling Golden Rain, the V5 group finally lifted the Silver Dragon Cup that belonged to them, in an arena without a single spectator.
[Congratulations, V5!]
[We are the champions!!!]
[Golden rain falling, the music starts, and I'm covered in goosebumps.]
[Fun fact: Every former TES starter has won a championship. (doge)]
After the Silver Dragon Cup came the most prestigious part: the FMVP award. By this point, no one had any doubt about who would receive it.
A rookie debut, with the champion as his teacher, then step by step, he had held up the entire team.
Luo Zhen had long proven his worth to the audience, his teammates, and himself through his actions. The instant the ID AK appeared on the big screen alongside the host's announcement, everyone felt it was only natural.
The only person who found it a little unreal was Luo Zhen himself.
At the beginning of his transmigration, no one knew how terrified he had been.
With nothing in his pockets but basic identification and a few hundred yuan, unable