His Rambo, 4/4/7.

There is no doubt that it is not a trap.

Although Xu Ruoguang penetrated the line, his team battle performance was still very good, and there was no famous scene of setting fire to the mountain.

However, being penetrated is the original sin.

A Guang raised his head, as if he wanted to look for that tall figure, but he only saw the figure with Emperor printed on his back, walking down the stage step by step.

"..."

He opened his mouth but said nothing.

Did Brother Guang hide anything? Absolutely not.

A Guang knew very well that Xu Ruoguang had taught him how to beat Jess.

But he just didn't play well.

This situation is more frustrating than not knowing how to fight.

Because you know you should have done better, but you didn't.

Aguang wanted to hit Xu Ruoguang's Jace like Xu Ruoguang taught him, but his reaction operation was more or less a beat slower.

In professional competitions, there is no room for mistakes in this shot.

This is his problem, not Xu Ruoguang's.

Therefore, Aguang was unwilling to give in.

If you can't fight at all, forget it.

But this is because he is not strong enough.

He exhaled.

What else can be done?

Not enough, just not enough.

Even if I say it a thousand times, it’s still not enough.

Sometimes, A Guang envies Xu Ruoguang.

I don't envy Xu Ruoguang's achievements, but I envy his talent.

The gap between people is wider than that between people and dogs.

Back in the lounge, Abu's expression was not as gloomy as they thought.

Abu looked at the players staring at him strangely, "Why are you looking at me?"

Aguang covered his eyes with his arms, "Coach, I'm sorry, I haven't played before."

The deep powerlessness and unwillingness were like burning fire, burning his heart.

The bone-eroding desire to win and sadness made A Guang, a man who always wore a bright smile, couldn't help but lower his head.

"Are you sorry for me? No, I see your training every day."

Abu shook his head.

He patiently walked to A Guang and squatted down, looking at A Guang.

"Are you very unwilling?"

Tiny sobs sounded, and Aguang couldn't bear it anymore.

He sobbed softly and spoke intermittently.

"I'm sorry, coach."

"I haven't played in the Spring Split."

"I haven't played in the summer games either."

"Now in the World Championship, I still can't beat it."

"I've lost so many games to him in a row, and I haven't even beaten him once."

"I can not be reconciled."

"I'm really unwilling."

Ah Guang sobbed.

That's the pain of a loser.

E-sports, that’s what it is.

There are winners and there are losers.

There are no eternal flowers on the brocade, only eternal success and failure.

In some shitty e-sports drama, the male and female protagonists sit on the trophy table and make out like no one else is around.

Under their butts, how many people have dreams that can never be realized?

This is eSports.

Cruel and true.

"You've done a great job."

Abu smiled and gently pulled Aguang's arm away.

Patiently helped him wipe away his tears and said seriously.

"K1 is very strong, we have always known it."

"It's a fact that you can't beat K1."

"You don't need to put so much pressure on yourself, Aguang."

"We can't defeat K1. It's not your problem alone."

Abu stood up and said seriously.

"Don't feel lost, you are the best professional players in my heart."

"We may indeed be defeated today."

"But so what? There are no eternal winners and no eternal losers!"

"We are still young and we still have a chance."

"EDG's curse of the top eight may not be broken this year."

"Many people will scold us, say we are incompetent, and say we have no future."

"But, I never thought so."

"I believe people can make progress, and of course you do too."

"For the last time, I have only one request for you."

"Show your own style and don't have too many scruples, you know?"

"Let everyone know that our EDG cannot beat K1 this year, but it's definitely not because we don't want to win."

"I want you to have a clear conscience, can you do it?"

deft's eyes were red and he nodded seriously.

Meikuan put her hands under her glasses and rubbed them, and nodded heavily.

Pawn smiled and raised one of his fists.

"EDG!"

He shouted seriously.

Ming Kai's dead fish eyes also felt a little more relieved.

He stretched out his hand and leaned against Pawn's hand.

"EDG!"

A Guang took a deep breath, stood up, and showed a somewhat embarrassed smile.

"EDG!"

Including Abu, six hands gathered together.

"come on!"

We will fail, but we will not succumb to fate.

No matter how many times you fall down, you will still slap the so-called big mouth of fate.

Professional players are people who create impossible miracles.
Chapter completed!