The third game started as scheduled, and Yu Wenle found a way to suppress Brother Biao, and naturally he was like a fish in water.

When you encounter a strong list like Brother Biao, you should never think about pressing him, but think about developing yourself and wandering by the way.

Compared with Yu Wenle, a guy from a jungler, Brother Biao's wandering is a little sluggish, just going to the middle lane to catch people, and then fighting on the lower road and teleporting to the lower lane for support.

On the other hand, Yu Wenle directly shouted to go to the opposite jungle area and catch the opposite jungler, which made Mo Xiaojue miserable.

"Is this a top laner or a jungler?" Mo Xiaojue's face was bitter, this game was the one they could advance to the finals, for the sake of that dream, he couldn't fail.

However, LG's jade-faced little flying fish seems to have opened the full-map vision, and every time he can find him out with the jungler, he has developed extremely poorly, and he doesn't dare to go online GANK at all.

Under the guidance of Yu Wenle's rhythm, Brother Biao has no way, Yu Wenle's consciousness is too strong, even if Brother Biao is aware of it, it is already a step too late by the time it passes.

The whimsical ideas and elusive figures directly made the WEVA team's jungler collapse.

Once the jungler collapses, it means that other lanes will face a situation of playing more with less if they want to play advantage.

Under such circumstances, Brother Biao could only push on the road with a depressed face, watching Yu Wenle and the jungler fly up with a rhythm band.

"Sister, is this the legendary lying loss?" Brother Biao said helplessly.

His expression was a little frustrated, although he was prepared in his heart, but when he was really stopped by Yu Wenle in the final, he was still a little unwilling.

They have been playing training matches before, and they have been playing LG for so long, and they have always lost more and won less, and there is no shame in losing to the LG team.

"It's obvious that the two teams are about the same, why can't they beat Yu Wenle's kid?" Brother Biao blinked and wondered.

"This is the charm of conducting, compared to Yu Wenle, I am really inferior." Zhou Yang smiled bitterly, he used to be known for being good at conducting, but now that he saw Yu Wenle, he realized that his so-called conductor was completely vulnerable in front of Yu Wenle.

"In the past, they were able to make you play with enough advantages to roll their snowballs and make LG desperate, but now that they are replaced by Yu Wenle, he also sees your style, so he simply chooses to be steady, and then swims away and does not go head-to-head with you." Zhou Yang's eyes showed a hint of reluctance.

It is close to the LPL championship, but one step away, but it is a stone's throw away.

Any professional player wants to get this championship that symbolizes honor, let alone him, he has been in the WERA team for so long, and his teammates have changed one after another, but he still insists on playing in the LPL arena.

There were laughs, there were tears, there were hatreds, there were self-defeats, but everything, he persevered, so that one day he could stand on this podium and announce to everyone that he had won the championship.

Before, he was already dead set on this championship, and as a youth team of WEA, they wanted to be on the podium of the LPL, which was too naïve and ridiculous, even if they said it, it was just a shame.

Since Brother Biao arrived, he seemed to see the hope of them on the podium, and the coveted honor seemed to be within reach.

But when the fight really started, he realized that he was old, and the commanders who once thought he was clever abound here, and his own operation can be said to be almost at the bottom here.

A trace of pain flashed in Zhou Yang's eyes, he knew that he had dragged the team back, if he could change to a good mid-laner, then there would be Brother Biao and mid-laner to carry it, and the lower road would not be bad, and then compared with the LG team, who would lose and who would win, it was not certain.

But he really wants to keep fighting......

Zhou Yang muttered in his heart.

……

"Under the leadership of the jade-faced little flying fish, the jungler of the WEE team was directly caught, and WÉA was suddenly in a predicament!"

"The WEA-team wanted to fight back, but LG didn't give them a chance."

"Although Brother Biao is developing very well, the other roads have already collapsed, and at this time, even if Brother Biao can replace two people alone, it will not help."

"Roar, roar, roar! Finally, the LG team took the lead and attacked the crystal of the WEE team. ”

"Highlands, incisors, crystal ......" the doll shouted in the studio.

With a roar, the base of the WEA's team exploded suddenly.

"Congratulations to Team LG for reaching the Grand Finals."

……

"Whew, it's finally over." Yu Wenle touched the sweat on his head.

Although he fought with Brother Biao many times and won many times, he knew that he couldn't give Brother Biao a chance, otherwise it would be easy for Brother Biao to overturn the tables, so this time he tried his best to bring the rhythm of his teammates.

Fortunately, his teammates are also very powerful, he didn't live up to him, and he has been crushing the opposite side, although he himself has been pressed by Brother Biao, but it would be good to be able to win Brother Biao.

"Yes, Brother Biao is too difficult to fight, damn, it's too meaty, fortunately, the output is not so terrifying, otherwise it would have been really overturned by Brother Biao." Bai Yulou said with some fear.

"Hehe, but wait a minute, we'll have to be slaughtered by Brother Biao." Yu Wenle said with some pain.

As soon as they heard this, the people of the LG team also felt a little painful, and before the game, they had already said that whoever won would ask the losing team to have a good look.

What is chic, that is, naturally......

Chic!!

The implication is naturally self-evident, everyone is an adult, and there is no need to say it so clearly.

"Let's go, according to the rules, we still have to shake hands." Yu Wenle got up and said.

Before the game, they all said that friendship comes first, competition comes second, but unfortunately, both of them just said this to paralyze each other.

The three games just played, each one was more ruthless, and they all used their strength to win each other, and they completely forgot what they said before the game: friendship first, competition second.

But fortunately, the relationship between the two teams is good, and after a kind handshake, this game also came to an end, and the LG team officially advanced to the finals.

And the next game was the OG team, naturally there was no accident, the OG team directly won the other team with a crushing attitude, and also advanced to the finals.

"Tomorrow looks like it's going to be a tough battle." The two teams of LG and WEA, who watched the entire game in the lounge, took a deep breath when they saw the unrivaled style of the OG team.

"Yes, otherwise, people in the professional circle were rumored to have their eyes on the S4 finals? They still have the strength. Brother Biao touched his round chin and said.

"But it's a pity that they ran into you, a demon, and they can't lose if they want to." Brother Biao said with a smile.

Hearing Brother Biao's words, Yu Wenle smiled confidently, he used to be a fan of the OG team, and he knew every member of the OG team very well, so he was naturally handy when dealing with the OG team.

"That's right, but tomorrow is the finals, we have to go back and think about what to do, Brother Biao, it's so late, you can go back and rest, let's go, let's go back and study countermeasures!" Yu Wenle said with a solemn face, and at the same time glanced at several of his team members.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you win the championship." Brother Biao also felt that Yu Wenle was probably busy this night, so he hurriedly said.

"Don't worry, then we'll go first!" Yu Wenle hurriedly took a few teammates to flash in a hurry.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Brother Biao touched his chin that didn't exist.

"Uh...... Brother Biao...... Before we play...... It's not that ...... Whoever wins will ......," Mo Xiaojue reminded on the side.

"Damn, little fun, get back to me, and say that it's good for your big health!" Brother Biao immediately came to his senses, why did Yu Wenle run so fast, his feelings were not to go home to think of countermeasures, but to prepare to repay the debt.

"Wait for me, Brother Biao's health care is not so good!" Brother Biao said angrily.