Spring Tournament Championship Win, Condi, you bastard, don't let me catch you throw

Time seemed to freeze completely at that moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Guan Zeyuan's heart-wrenching roar, almost drawing blood from his throat, echoed from the broadcast booth on stage:

"To turn the tide and prevent the collapse of the great edifice!"

The hoarse voice echoed repeatedly in the hall, resonating in everyone's chest:

"Lin Xiu and Faker! These two substitute players, called upon in a time of crisis, have once again stepped up in times of danger and saved EDG!"

"They are truly EDG's saviors!"

Guan Zeyuan was acting like a madman, and they were genuinely shocked, excited, and incredulous.

I remember being so excited on the sidelines that I was incoherent, and I even slapped the commentary table:

"A reverse sweep! They actually did it! On the top stage of the LPL Spring Split Finals, when EDG was in a hopeless situation, this young man stepped up and rewrote the ending! Could there be a more exciting storyline?!"

Congratulations to EDG for defeating WE and winning the 2017 LPL Spring Split Championship! They have qualified for the 2017 Mid-Season Invitational!

"As the commentator, I was fortunate enough to witness this miraculous moment."

The audience erupted in cheers, with countless fans standing up like madmen, waving their light sticks and shouting the two names at the top of their lungs.

"Lin Xiu, Lin Xiu!!!"

"Faker, Faker!!!"

Many EDG fans also shouted Clearlove's name loudly towards the team's backstage area.

"Mingkai!!! Mingkai!!!"

"Mingkai!!! Mingkai!!!"

The live stream chat had become an impenetrable white screen the moment the WE base exploded.

[What kind of e-sports thriller plot is this?! Lin Ge is awesome!]

Damn it, those two got away with it again, but I'm totally convinced!

The factory manager was right; WE has truly become a source of lung toxicity this time.

[60E speaks for itself! Without my factory, you are nothing!]

[What? What does this have to do with the factory manager? Factory manager, keep playing! We've got WE 3-0!]

[You can question the factory manager's actions, but don't question his ability to find a powerful patron. This substitute selection was absolutely brilliant!]

Lin Xiu sat in the gaming chair and slowly took off his headset.

In that instant, a tidal wave of cheers from the audience flooded his ears, leaving him momentarily stunned.

The sound carried a substantial pressure, making him feel his eardrums throbbing slightly.

"Phew...it's finally over."

Lin Xiu let out a long sigh of relief; his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Even though he didn't feel nervous during the competition, objectively speaking, he was under immense pressure.

Turning his head, he saw Faker beside him extend his fist.

Before the two could continue their conversation, their teammates had already swarmed around them like madmen.

Mouse and Zet sandwiched him like a sandwich filling, while Meiko screamed with excitement and clung tightly to his shoulders.

"Damn it! Meiko, take it easy, you're going to crush my abs!"

"Zet, Meiko, even though you're pretty, you're still guys. Stay away from me! OK?"

Lin Xiu grumbled and cursed, but he didn't dislike the atmosphere.

After all, they are a team, having climbed back from hell together. This bond will become an asset as they strive for even greater honors in the future.

Faker stood aside, watching his teammates celebrate with a smile.

What an enviable team!

LPL teammates are just amazing!

If it's still those same bunch of noob teammates from LCK...

They would definitely have been eliminated in the last round against RNG!

The foolish cosmic creature would probably get dizzy from Letme spinning the top.

Rotten Egg's weak laning ability will be completely suppressed by Uzi, preventing him from even farming minions.

As for Big O, without my help in ganking, I had absolutely no idea how to gank.

We're definitely going to lose!

But there's no point in thinking about it now.

The shadow of being spun around in the simulation for thirteen years was finally mostly dispelled by the spring evening breeze the moment the crystal shattered.

"Kobayashi, we won."

Faker's voice was soft, yet carried an unprecedented firmness.

Lin Xiu turned his head, looked at the man who had been full of anxiety just two hours ago, and grinned as he gave him a big high five:

"Nonsense, with me here, it's hard for you to lose. Let's go, let's go thank the audience."

The five EDG players slowly dispersed and began to line up and walk towards the five WE players.

Unlike EDG's jubilation, the faces of the WE players were filled with regret.

Or rather, it's unbelievable.

Over the past five hours, they have experienced the ecstasy of winning two consecutive games.

After the second game, they were already envisioning their future after winning the championship and thinking about their opponents at MSI.

They even started to consider whether they had a chance to win the highest honor that LPL had never achieved before—the World Championship title—this year.

But what followed was three consecutive defeats.

There was a crushing defeat in the third set.

There are also fourth and fifth games, where players struggle and fight for a long time before ultimately suffering a regrettable defeat.

This rollercoaster-like experience left their eyes somewhat vacant.

However, when facing EDG's lineup, they still displayed a high level of professionalism, bowing and bumping fists with each of the five EDG players.

Xiye was the only one who was still daydreaming and hadn't bent over.

At Mystic's prompting, he bent down and bumped fists with Faker.

"You played great, I look forward to facing you again in the future."

Faker whispered in Xiye's ear.

Returning to the League of Legends competitive scene, his experience in the simulation made him lose respect for ordinary professional players.

In Faker's mind, only those LPL superstars who repeatedly defeated him in simulations are worthy of challenging him.

Oh no, I mean the right to utterly defeat him.

However, he somewhat underestimated the other contestants who hadn't left a psychological scar on him.

But Xiye's two kills today made him realize that although the LPL in this timeline is not as strong as he remembered,

However, there are still some excellent ones.

Xiye was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded vigorously.

"Yes, for the Summer Split, no, for the next few years, I will dedicate myself to protecting everything WE has to offer!"

Hearing this, Lin Xiu, standing behind Faker, felt a pang of sympathy.

Although RNG's victory over SKT in S7 was a bittersweet moment for countless LPL fans, it still left many feeling disappointed.

They could even participate in the selection of the greatest and most exciting BO5 in LPL region's S-series history.

But WE that year was also a team that people would miss.

Fuxing won the Spring Split championship.

The number one seed that defeated SKT in the Asian Games

And at one point in the World Championship, they were leading the champion SSG 1-0.

These were all brief moments of glory for the LPL before dawn.

But no one expected WE's downfall to be so swift.

S8 was marked by various ups and downs, with both Ben and Condi leaving the team.

Subsequently, S9's Mystic and Xiye also left the team.

Everyone thought that WE2.0 in S7 was just the beginning, but looking back, it turned out to be the peak.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiu squeezed Condi's hand tightly and whispered in his ear,

"You little brat, stop playing PC games, cheating, gambling, and fixing matches! If I catch you, I'll definitely report you!!"

Condi's smile froze, a thousand waves of emotions surging within him.

How did this kid know?

Seeing that Lin Xiu had already walked towards Mystic, Condi suppressed his unease.

Continue to greet Zet as he approaches.