DM really did what Pei Zhi expected, and began to attack as soon as the game began.

First, the five team members yin the RF team members together, and got the first head, and the fans of the stadium viewing platform DM chanted hard.

One blood won't give the team much of a financial lead, and the morale it can bring is very good.

Of course.

These teenagers who play professional work have excellent psychological quality, and they rarely lose their emotions due to the loss of their heads.

Unless he is constantly targeted and taken off by others, and the team pulls up a lot of economy, he will feel anxious in his heart.

After DM tasted the sweetness, he slammed it for the bottom lane.

The fans of the two teams in the stadium roared and cheered for them, and the emotional appearance was inspiring.

E-sports competitions are very vocal, blood-boiling, and fans are far more excited to watch this kind of competition than to watch a concert, and they can't wait to show their enthusiasm on the field.

Every time you harvest heads, win a team battle, or open up an economic ratio, you will get the shouts of fans.

The DM team quickly opened up the economic ratio with the RF team due to the advantage they got in the early stage.

The mentality of the fans of the RF team gradually became unstable, and a worried look appeared on their faces.

In the first game, DM wins.

Fans were sad in their hearts and still shouted and cheered for RF.

Tang Linfeng had an unconcealed smile on his face, and glanced at Pei Zhi sneeringly.

Pei Zhi treated him as if he were nothing.

Soon the second game began.

The RF team fought back, defeated the DM team one after another, and quickly won the victory.

Tang Linfeng's face was gloomy, and he couldn't sit still and got up and walked to the backstage.

In the third game, DM won again.

The hearts of the fans of the two teams are like riding a roller coaster, constantly rising and falling, the whole person is not good at fighting, and his face is pale.

It was a tug-of-war, and the fourth RF team won back.

In the final semi-finals, the fifth game will be played, which is the most crucial one, and whoever wins the fifth game will win the semi-finals.

Ye Haisheng clutched the support items and couldn't help but look at Pei Zhi and Lu Ming.

"Damn, today's game looks like doing sit-ups in a coffin board, aren't you nervous?"

Pei Zhi looked at the screen indifferently, and his red lips lightly opened: "RF will win." ”

"Hmm." Lu Ming agreed.

Ye Haisheng ignored the two gods next to him, and stared at the fifth game.

The two teams played a wonderful game, and the last game was not only about strength, but also about endurance and spirit.

The members of the DM team thought that they could win all the time, but every time they were won back, they were very angry emotionally, and the anger of the fight came out.

Coupled with the pressure from Tang Linfeng's side, it led to continuous mistakes in the fifth game.

The RF team became more and more courageous, and even if one of the team members was maliciously targeted, they resisted the pressure and gave the other teammates more opportunities.

"RF refueling - RF refueling—"

The team's fans couldn't help but get up, waving their support sticks and yelling hoarsely.

With a roar, the RF team was invincible and rushed to the high ground.

In the RF team headset, the jumble voices of the teenagers are intertwined.

"Rush and rush, kill AD, kill AD!"

"Ness! Hurry up, hurry up! The warrior was resurrected, and so was the mage. ”

"Can it be a wave? Do you want to withdraw? ”

Xiao Fanxing's calm and cold voice reached the ears of the team members, "A wave." ”

The commentator's excited voice came, "Is the RF team thinking about a wave?" Is DM going to lose? ”

The characters on the screen fight fiercely, as if they are in the most serious battlefield, doing their best for the magnificent mountains and rivers.

“victory！”。

RF won the game!