Chapter 132: Running to Tell Each Other!

The match ended in 29 minutes.

After fighting a wave of 0-for-3 team battles, Jiang Yifan led the team to fight Dalong, their execution was too fast, and they went directly to fight Dalong if they won this wave of team battles.

When Pilson and his teammates returned to the city and complained that the M3C team was too strong in the jungle, the blind monk led the team to take down the big dragon.

Then the TSM team held for a few minutes, and after a while, they were pushed off the three-way high ground by the 311 point band, and finally crushed by the equipment and economy of the M3C team in one go.

In fact, if they continue to play hard, they still have a chance to win, but the mentality of the whole team is scattered, how can this be played?

The defeated army was completely destroyed.

In the third game, the TSM team lost morale, no matter how much the coach wanted the whole team to raise morale, and how much he wanted the players of the TSM team to raise the courage to fight again, it was to no avail.

In the midst of low morale, they lost again in the third game.

When the TSM team's main base was blown up, the commentary booth suddenly fell silent.

Neither Glory nor Flight had a bad feeling in their hearts, and to be honest, they expected that Team TSM would lose in the process of winning the championship, but they also didn't expect it to be such an overwhelming defeat.

It's so miserable, it's so miserable!

The overlord of North America was slaughtered and won 3:0! This is shocking news, and it is also news that makes the souls of the two narrators sigh.

Glory commented in the first game with the attitude of the TSM team to defeat the M3C team, and slowly in the second game, he was a little wavering, and in the early stage of the third game, he let go of a trace of obsession.

Because the M3C team seems to be doing too well.

At least in three games, not too many problems were exposed, and they can afford the glory of this championship.

"Congratulations to the M3C team for winning the championship they desired!" Flight said with a smile.

He shouldn't be sad about the M3C team's victory, it's the other teams in the LPL region who should really be sad.

A team that has never been looked at in front of anyone, all the way to the end, from defeating TSM team 1:0 to defeating CJ team 2:0, then defeating Huya team 2:0, and then beating TSM team 3:0.

Every step of the way is a legend.

"Tonight, they are true legends! A Kaiserslautern miracle on esports! Glory exclaimed, "Let's wish them even more amazing games in the future!" ”

The audience erupted in shocking applause.

It's a miracle!

After confirming that his side finally won the game with a complete victory, Gao Xu took off his headphones.

He was a little dazed, and the tears in his eyes kept rolling.

"Did we win?" Gao Xu wiped his tears, "Did we win?" ”

Even Jiang Yifan next to him was a little emotional, this championship came suddenly, and he was pleasantly surprised, excited he ran to the center of the stage like a donkey rolling, slid his knees on the smooth ground, pointed to the ID on his chest and stood up, domineering with one finger to the sky.

The ID that starts with a capital W, and the bruised face that makes everyone's attention come to him.

“Winner!”

Everyone was captivated by his every move.

The scene was chaotic, countless people were shouting noisy slogans, and when Jiang Yifan appeared, pointing to his ID, it seemed that many people had found an outlet.

You know, who is the brightest person in these three games!

“Winner!”

A man's voice rang out.

“Winner!”

The voices of a group of people rang out.

“Winner!”

A voice rang out from a meeting place.

Jiang Yifan regarded this place as his home field, and he was so excited that he completely forgot everything and kept roaring loudly.

It wasn't until he roared to the point of hoarseness that he realized it was time for him to shake hands.

When he arrived at the TSM team's seat, his voice had been completely discarded, and he could only smile and shake hands.

The TSM players looked frustrated, but they were very generous and didn't mind these things at all.

"It's time to pick up your trophy!" Pilson gently reminded that he seemed to have forgotten that the players on the M3C team were all Chinese.

Jiang Yifan, a well-educated student, nodded and ran over with his teammates, where the trophy wrapped in black cloth was.

Sun Han also rushed to the stage from the stage.

Six people held the trophy high, and the competition venue began to float with a large number of silver and blue sequins as if it were snowing, which was spectacular.

The winner enjoys the cheers.

Jiang Yifan was holding this trophy and got carried away, this was the first time he had won such a heavyweight trophy, and his face was flushed with excitement.

Sun Han laughed, waved his arms, and made funny movements one by one at the photographer.

Several photographers took pictures of them.

And the prize card for the winner of the IEM Cup was also raised, and Sun Han smiled even more, they finally had money to eat a celebration banquet.

"We are champions!"

"Yes!"

"We are champions!"

The news of the championship went viral and went viral, with 4 million people streaming online, and the most common thing they did after watching the game was to post.

Countless posts have been made about the M3C team winning the championship.

It has been so many years since W1 won the championship, and this time a team that was not favored won the championship won the championship, which made the national server players regain their confidence.

Some players who didn't know about the IEM Cup events went to watch the game in disbelief, and their mouths opened wide when they saw Winner's amazing operation.

Overnight, the number of fans of the M3C team club rose by more than 1 million.

Winner's personal followers have also risen by about 50,000.

“666666666! This praying mantis explosion show! Is it really good to show the TSM team like this? ”

"Is it okay for the poodle to be called a show? It's simply a slap on a Korean stick! ”

"Hasty! Didn't see the live stream! My Nima stinks hi! ”

"To be reasonable, this M3C team is really a tiger, they are playing so well! All kinds of grumpy invasions! All kinds of violent beating of foreign teams! It's so cool to watch! ”

"Winning the championship is the best 66666, is it good? Who would dare to believe it! I don't even know about the M3C team! But, he, mom, is the champion! I'm convinced! ”

"Hahaha! GodTM's strong! ”

"M3C team foreign war record: 4 games against TSM team, 2 games against CJ team, 2 games against Huya, 8/0 victory in foreign war!"

"It's much stronger than the top eight EDC in the foreign war!"

"yes!"

"Tonight, we don't sleep!"

(I don't know what's going on with my hand pain, but now that I've been typing for a long time, the knuckles of my right wrist and the ring finger of my right little thumb hurt.) (To be continued.) )