“SOD Fighting!”

“SOD Fighting!”

At the last moment, Lin Qiuran heard an incredible cry in the arena.

Looking for the source of the voice, it was a fan wearing a support.

In an instant, tears welled up in Lin Qiuran's eyes.

From Linjiang to Las Vegas, around the distance of most of the map, these fans came to this arena thousands of miles to give these dream-chasing teenagers some support.

As long as they are still around, even if there is only one left, the players have a reason to persevere.

Race seats.

In such a time of crisis, the performance of the field depends on the high execution of decisions.

Whether it can be implemented at a high level depends on the tacit cooperation between them, the absolute judgment of the decision-makers and the mutual trust between the team members.

Mao taro gave judgment at such a moment.

Just as Mao Taro was still in the first game of Mars in the pre-match final, it was he who resolutely stood up and made a decision.

"Listen to the taro, on!"

Several people quickly lined up and decided to deal with the team behind the circle first.

"I saw it!"

With a clump exclamation, there was a headshot from the opposite assault position.

"Ness!"

Mao Taro didn't even have time to cheer, shot and opened the camera, and then collected a head.

Under the cover of the three of them, the horse monkey quickly ran to the two smoking boxes, sifting through the resources that the team needed as quickly as possible.

Next, divide the materials, inject medicine and run the poison card points, and annihilate the last team in almost one go.

Mao Taro was the last headshot kill, and SOD finally killed 12 chickens!

"Oh, oh, oh!"

It's obviously the second game, but the four people in the game seat are already excited to hug each other.

Mao Yao's face was flushed, nervous, excited, and countless complex emotions were gathered together, and he was speechless with excitement.

Eating chicken in the second game, plus the accumulation of survival points in the first game, the worship performance that SOD swallowed yesterday was spit out together today.

"Yes, little brother."

During the break, Wen Zhouxing patted Mao Taro's shoulder with admiration.

Mao Taro only lowered his head and smiled stupidly, and did not speak.

Naturally, he was happy in his heart.

Although the final decision was risky and aggressive, it always played a good result.

He secretly thought in his heart that he was somewhat qualified this time.

However, what he didn't know was that much later, when major e-sports media reported a player with a game ID called Mao Taro, they would add this text introduction:

Debuted in a world championship and became famous.

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Lin Qiuran naturally smiled at the viewing seat.

Such a plot is already the best script in a desperate situation.

Although Zhao Qichen hadn't woken up before leaving the hotel to the venue, Lin Qiuran was sure that he would definitely applaud the performance of the four people on the stage in these two games.

It's just the emotions after the applause, and only he knows it.

Lin Qiuran took a deep look at the competition seat, then picked up his satchel and quietly left the audience.

In the remaining two games, SOD seemed to have been opened up to the second pulse of Ren Du and broke through all the way.

The third game ended with a kill of the first to survive the second, and the last game was a perfect kill of the first to survive and the first to eat chicken.

It perfectly reversed yesterday's sluggish state and directly knocked out the favorite team FUP in Group A European and American championships.

In fact, before the game, everyone just wanted to keep two and fight for one, just to get the qualification.

Finishing top of the group was a complete surprise.

SOD became the second domestic team to qualify for the Worlds, after Mars had the sole qualification for the Worlds.

Naturally, Weibo is also very lively.

Ignoring the bad posts that mocked Zhao Qichen's performance on the first day of the group stage, they were all reporting on the new lineup composed of Mao Taro, Little Fat, Horse Monkey and Old Wolf.

"Covering the ID, I even thought he was hiding Yue."

"Objectively analyze a wave, the remaining three people in SOD have really been green leaves for Zhao Qichen for too long."

"In the past, Mars's coaching staff was blind, such an excellent player can hide in the snow, and find some crooked melons and cracked dates (there is no meaning of consuming grass powder players, don't spray if you don't like it)"

Speaking of Mars, the question of their entry into the World Championship this time has caused some controversy not long ago.

When fans saw that Mars was safe and sound as the second seed from the list of starting lineups given by the official staff of the World Championships, the topic was unsurprisingly detonated.

The conspiracy theory of Mars's management before the game, and the matter of drugging the enemy players before the game is already a monolith.

This kind of behavior is not only against the spirit of competition, but also against laws and regulations, and once it rises to the club, things will not be so simple.

As for the specific topic of controversy, it is the question of whether Mars will continue to qualify for the World Championships as the second seed.

"It's obviously not qualified, although SOD has won the championship with substitutions on the spot, but the second seed is obviously HG's."

"No. 2 seed? Shouldn't such teams be disqualified? ”

"The backstage is really hard, I'm afraid that the team would have been disbanded a long time ago."

Although most of the comments of netizens are unfounded and speculate on subjective assumptions, there are also some remarks with a certain degree of authenticity.

After all, Mars E-sports Club is the leading e-sports club in China, in addition to the operation system specifications, the most important thing is the complete hardware facilities.

Even if this druggate has had a certain impact on Mars's reputation, a mere PUBG division is not enough to shake the big picture.

To put it bluntly, the backstage is hard enough.

If it was anyone from SOD who drugged it, basically this four-black team composed of several people would have to face the risk of disbandment.

I don't even have a competitive spirit, what kind of game do I play?

It's just that these controversies that existed at that time were when Zhao Qichen spoke out for Su Chang and the whole network was black, and everyone's focus was often on more private and weird things, and these controversies gradually faded out of the hot search list.

If Mungo hadn't eaten a bad stomach at that time, it is really unknown who will be the second seed.

Since Mars also included HG in the category of medicine, it is enough to show that Mars was afraid of HG's strength at that time.

So there is a very interesting phenomenon on the Internet.

Originally, in the Elite Tournament, Mars and HG fans had shared the same hatred many times, and saw SOD as their worst enemy.

Even in private, fans are still called "in-home team".

As a result, it didn't last a few months, and everything was reshuffled.

The original plot of "Hello, I'm Hello, Hello, Everyone" was completely derailed, and Mars's high-level conspiracy theories were torn apart by himself.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this reversal is completely a farce.

Mars's only remaining fans, the enthusiasm is almost half cool.