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Chapter 162 The Dynasty Collapses! Faker Buries His Head and Weeps!

The popularity of major domestic live streaming platforms has reached its peak, with countless viewers flocking to e-sports live streaming rooms of all sizes, and the barrage of comments in the chat channels is dazzling.

Online network channels were also congested and slowed down.

"EDG is awesome! K is awesome! Clearlove is awesome!"

"Wu Yanzu from Guangdong sends congratulatory message to celebrate EDG's victory in the World Championship! LPL has now forged a glorious chapter!"

"Tears in my eyes! My Seven has finally won the championship. Every year he was criticized for being useless in the quarterfinals, but now I don't have to watch the Korean team swagger around anymore."

"Six years! Six years! Do you know how we LPL viewers have endured this? Do you know?!"

"The legend never dies! The legendary story of EDG will surely continue!"

"..."

The scene at the Bird's Nest was one of cheers and jubilation.

Golden ribbons rained down from the top of the venue, and under the lights, these fluttering ribbons transformed into golden rain, falling onto the stage.

Dry ice mist billowed out from around the arena, rising straight into the sky along with the cheers from the audience.

After six years of yearning for the world championship, his dream has finally come true today. How could anyone not be excited about such an exhilarating moment?

The broadcast screen at the venue had changed from Summoner's Rift to the pre-match photos of the five EDG players.

Wang Yao, standing in the center of the group, had a calm expression, but his handsome brows revealed the spiritedness of a young man. The others also maintained the same posture, looking very imposing.

The words "2017 League of Legends World Champions" appeared above EDG's official photo, bringing tears to many eyes.

Wang Yao's relatives in the remote rural areas cheered along with him. Even the parents who didn't understand the competition were proud of Wang Yao's achievement.

The nearly 50,000 people at the scene shouted in unison, and the ID "Kshine" kept ringing out. The momentum seemed to shake the heavens and the earth!
"To be honest, I still feel a little unreal. The strength of this EDG team has far exceeded my expectations."

Miller's voice was a little hoarse, but his emotions were still high and excited: "EDG has had tough matches before, but they always try their best to overcome them."

"I think this is why everyone loves EDG. This group of people who have experienced setbacks have come this far because of their unity and never-give-up spirit."

"That's precisely why they were able to stand out among so many strong teams in S7!"

"..."

On the EDG player bench.

After taking off his headphones, Wang Yao felt a surge of restless, boiling blood coursing through his body. The cheers from the audience echoed the beating of his heart, and a dreamlike feeling lingered in his mind.

It wasn't until Meiko jumped up and hugged him that Wang Yao came to his senses.

"Holy crap! Yao-ge, we really won the championship!"

Meiko and A-Guang excitedly ran towards Wang Yao, while the junior student and the factory manager, who were a step behind, also joined in.

However, at this moment, the factory manager's eyes began to redden, and the doubts and regrets of the past turned into glistening tears.

Just as everyone began to celebrate, the door to the soundproof room was pushed open by Abu, Coach Nofe, and others, and a bunch of people ran in to join in the celebration.

Without the soundproof door separating them from the noise, Wang Yao realized just how terrifying the sound waves of 50,000 people shouting in unison truly were. No wonder every powerful athlete needs an absolutely strong heart; otherwise, they simply couldn't withstand the sheer awe and shock that such exaggerated sound waves brought to their minds.

Honestly, the noise level at the Bird's Nest stadium was much louder than when he played the LPL finals at the Wukesong Arena!
"Contestants, hurry up and shake hands. There's an awards ceremony coming up, and time is tight, so you'd better hurry," a staff member came in to remind them.

If the EDG players don't go over and shake hands, then the subsequent procedures cannot proceed as normal.

Wang Yao and the others then stopped celebrating, straightened their clothes, and walked out of the soundproof room toward the SKT players' bench.

As Wang Yao stepped onto the arena, he waved naturally to the camera while looking around at the audience.

Full of youthful vigor, he stood atop the world at the age of 18, announcing to global alliance players that his era had arrived.

"Kshine's future is full of endless possibilities!" PDD said with great emotion.

"Yes, at only 18 years old, he is at the peak of his career, and I believe he can maintain a good competitive state for the next few years," Miller chimed in.

In esports competitions that demand the ultimate skill and lightning-fast reaction, youth means a physical advantage.

In esports competitions like League of Legends, most players have a very short peak period, at most two or three years.

Once players reach the age of 20, their skill level generally declines slightly, relying entirely on past competition experience to maintain their competitive edge.

At this moment, the director followed the camera along the EDG team and switched to the SKT players' bench.

Bae Jun-sik looked around at his teammates with a blank expression and found that no one stood up to speak; everyone was sitting in their seats, lost in thought.

Huni packed up his peripherals with a blank expression. He knew he wouldn't stay with SKT for long, and might even leave LCK next season.

As for who his next team will be, it's not very clear yet, but Huni definitely doesn't want to keep working himself to the bone at SKT. Going to North America to make money is so much better!

However, his market value will drop somewhat this year, since he struggles even with a mediocre player like Mouse.

Blank's face was dark, and all that remained was bitter silence.

He really tried his best to help the team win, but they just couldn't beat the opponent, and Blank was very tired.

Wolf chewed his gum numbly and forcefully, as if repeatedly chewing on his inner regrets and pain. Perhaps after tonight, he would no longer care about this defeat.

But will SKT be able to return to this stage next year? He doesn't know.

When Faker saw the crystal shatter before him, he first took a deep breath, but the next moment a wave of bitterness and helplessness washed over him.

He slumped desperately onto the gaming table, his shoulders, bearing the hopes of the entire team, trembling slightly. Scenes flashed through Faker's mind.

Before heading to the World Championship, he was determined to win his third consecutive title and his fourth. Despite the ups and downs along the way, Faker was full of confidence when he stood on the finals stage.

The cruel 0-3 score forced Faker to accept the cold reality. This was the second time he had been so badly crushed by a team since being thrashed by Samsung White Blood.

Completely powerless to fight back, the two teams were on completely different levels of strength, engaging in a hugely lopsided best-of-five match!

Seeing Faker, the team's leader, in such pain, Bang was at a loss. It was the first time he had ever seen Lee Sang-hyeok cry like this.

I don't know whether he was brought to tears by EDG or by Bang's push-push...

(End of this chapter)