League of Legends: Reborn in Season 3, Tuning the Entire League

Chapter 253 Raising the Cup, the Gears of Fate Shift!

When the dust settled on the victory, the entire stadium was instantly ablaze with excitement.

In the very center of the venue, the giant LED screen instantly switched images, and colorful light strips, like a dynamic dragon, intertwined and entwined to weave the logo of the winning team—NXG!

The blue and white team logo shone brightly in the light, and at the same time, special effects cannons around the stadium fired simultaneously, and gold and silver confetti fluttered down like snowflakes, as if laying a magnificent brocade on this victorious battlefield.

In front of the stage, meticulously designed dry ice effects erupted, forming a dreamlike sea of ​​clouds that enveloped the five members of NXG.

"champion!"

"Won!"

"Three to zero, NXG continues their legend, defeating SKT from the OGN region." Xiaoxiao's slightly slurred accent became incredibly fluent at this moment.

"OGN's rising star has finally fallen before the championship trophy. The five members of NXG used the power of teamwork to tell this talented mid laner from SKT that LOL has always been a team game."

"Let's congratulate NXG!"

"Yes, congratulations to them for winning the S3 World Championship."

Bella's voice followed closely behind, "Cheer up, shout, tonight Staples Center is our LPL region's playground of joy."

Even without the commentary, the audience was already bursting with excitement.

In the stands, cheers, shouts, and screams merged into a surging wave of sound, one after another, seemingly about to lift the roof off the stadium.

Led by many North American fans, the usually reserved LPL fans stood up and started waving their light sticks wildly, creating a sea of ​​surging light with various colors intertwined.

Inside the TGA live stream, the number of viewers had reached an incredibly high level, causing the staff behind the scenes to break out in a cold sweat.

[Wuhu, brothers, it's 3-0!]

[It was worth staying up all night to watch the game, so awesome!!!]

This is what a truly strong team looks like; NXG never works overtime.

[Waaaaah, it's all NXG's fault! They ruined the excitement of watching the matches. I don't want matches where the outcome is obvious from the start!]

Confetti rained down from the sky above the stadium as the five victors of NXG embraced each other, celebrating their championship trophy wildly.

(This marks the beginning of Lao Qing's dream of playing League of Legends. I was in high school at the time, and I remember watching it on a weekend with my friends, all crammed together on one computer.)
On the other side, the SKT players, who seemed to have taken a long time to accept their defeat, slowly took off their headphones.

Faker, looking dejected, didn't get up immediately. He scratched his hair, which was almost matted with sweat, with his right hand, then silently picked up the water glass next to his computer and took two big gulps.

In South Korea, minors are not allowed to drink alcohol, but at this moment, the glass filled with plain water seemed to be overflowing with an intoxicating aroma.

吨！
Ton! Ton! Ton!
Taking advantage of the moment he tilted his head back to drink water, Lee Sang-hyeok's eyes darted around and looked toward the center of the stage.

There, a trophy radiating dazzling light stands!

However, all of this seemed to be irrelevant to him.

At the same moment, the "Roaring Emperor," who was in the OGN commentary booth, saw Lee Sang-hyeok staring blankly at the trophy in a close-up shot. Feeling incredibly sad, he comforted him, saying:

"That's enough, Faker has done more than enough!"

"In the three games, under the overwhelming pressure of the LPL region's formidable champion in the first two matches, he was still able to rally his spirits and deliver such a brilliant performance in the third match. He truly deserves the title of a genius mid laner."

"However, we must admit that there is a terrible gap between OGN and the LPL region in terms of game understanding—no, perhaps it should be said that there is a gap between OGN and NXG."

"But please allow me to borrow the words of a well-known Chinese football commentator—don't believe that victory is as easy as dandelions on a hillside, but believe that there are always some beautiful things in the world worth our all-out effort, even if it means being shattered to pieces."

"SKT!"

"Sang-hyeok, let's come back next year."

……

On the NXG side, the white crescent moon was much faster than Jiang Ming.

Before the image of SKT's crystal shattering on the big screen even appeared, the instant he saw the players take off their headphones and jump up from their chairs, he had already dashed out. Jiang Ming walked slowly.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Step by step, we walked from the dark passage toward the brightly lit arena. This journey was short, just three hundred days, from November of last year to September of today.

This journey is also very long, so long that it feels like reliving a hundred years of those five seasons from S3 to S7, a period with no end in sight and each year being the most promising year.

Duang!

The director on set demonstrated exceptional professionalism, immediately shining a spotlight on Jiang Ming the moment he stepped onto the stage.

With the NXG logo prominently displayed on the large screen in the center of the stage, a unique visual experience was transmitted to the world through the lens.

"JM!"

Just then, someone in the audience shouted out.

The next moment, the fans inside the venue, infected by the enthusiastic atmosphere, started shouting wildly.

"JM!" "JM!" "JM!"

However, Jiang Ming did not respond to the shouts of tens of thousands of people at the scene. Instead, he continued walking to the five members of NXG and hugged them one by one.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Song Yuan stared blankly, a silly, incredulous smile playing on his lips.

Little Stone rubbed his face, trying to give the camera a pretty smile.

Yihan was the most excited, hugging Xu Jing beside him and shouting, completely unlike the reserved and aloof boy he used to be.

He was excited, he shouted, he was venting the frustration that had been building up inside him for the past few hours.

In the final match, he was under more pressure than anyone else, even though he knew that even if they lost the third match, Ming would still step in and lead the team to victory.

He also knew that he didn't have to play in the third game, and the world's audience wouldn't have any objections to him being the "NXG starting mid laner".

But he didn't want to stand in the audience as a spectator while his teammates celebrated with the trophy. He didn't want to be the one who couldn't write his name on the trophy he had lifted after working together with countless hours of hard work to get to the final step.

He only has one chance, his only chance in this lifetime!
Fortunately, he managed to seize the opportunity.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"My Yihan, you're going to break the back of the champion AD carry."

"Come on, you're kidding me." Facing the showy Xu, who was making a double entendre, Pang Ran, who had just hugged Jiang Ming generously, gave him a nudge with his elbow. "If it weren't for my brother Qiang initiating several great team fights today, would you have had such a comfortable space to deal damage?"

"Hehe, different responsibilities, different responsibilities, as long as our revolutionary goals are the same."

Following Jiang Ming, Chen Muxi and Wang Wang, along with other team staff members, also went onto the stage.

"Let's raise our glasses first!" Wang Wang, as the team leader, reminded them.

There was no post-match handshake between the players at the S3 World Championship, so all they had to do was lift the trophy.

As the background music grew louder, the five NXG players and their two coaches walked around the trophy.

When Jiang Ming extended his right hand first, the other six followed suit.

"Three two one!"

"We are the champions!!!"

The moment they touched the trophy, the cold touch of the metal against their skin resonated in the hearts of the young people.

Click.

The Riot Games photographer pressed the shutter, capturing this moment that will go down in League of Legends history.

(End of this chapter)