"So now, do you still dare to charge in with your brothers one more time? Go prove how much you've improved."
"Even if it's only to live up to the gaze of the person below the stage."
The moment those words were spoken, 369's expression visibly changed.
If Luo Zhen's earlier words had merely slightly ignited the fire in his heart, then that final sentence undoubtedly shattered the fog clouding his mind.
Even while standing on stage, he could still vaguely feel Coach Homme's gaze from below.
That was—the mentor he absolutely refused to disappoint.
"Let's go. It's time."
"Let's show them the team fights the LPL Region is most proud of!"
New Stand
For the third Elemental Dragon of the match, DRX had already given up their lane pressure and taken control of the river terrain half a minute before it spawned. Although Beryl had already had Kingen bait out Aatrox's ultimate, now... as he stood in the middle of Big Head's turret formation and watched V5 gradually approach from not far away, his expression inexplicably darkened.
The scene he least wanted to see had happened.
Beryl wasn't stupid. Of course he knew that most teams' best choice at this point was to avoid the fight. If they chose to take it, then either the opposing team was a brainless pack of maniacs, or this fight offered greater gains than avoiding it, even if they couldn't guarantee victory.
Without a doubt.
The other side had most likely awakened the fighting spirit of their players.
If DRX's team was like having a coach personally enter the game to fight, then V5 had stuffed in a team leader whose sole job was feeding everyone motivational soup.
Is it just me, or is it getting crazier out there?
Was it just him,