That final reversal even stunned Wei Xiao. “Beautiful!”

He praised Money unceremoniously, “Captain Mo grasped the timing of that attack too well. He locked in completely on Eurostar’s position. The thing that makes this wave so amazing is that Eurostar didn’t make any mistakes in positioning, and TPT’s support and top-lane had both been standing in dead corners. Captain Mo still managed to find the opportunity to cut him down, and his release and prejudgment of his skills were both extremely accurate. That was the only way he was able to take down Eurostar!”

And Eurostar’s fall had been the start of TPT’s collapse.

Their big c-position had been killed, making it difficult for them to gain any benefits against RR’s five, who were sweeping forward with great momentum despite the gap in farm.

This defeat had been like a landslide. No matter how much of an advantage TPT had had before, this sudden death wave in the late stage was a collapse that shattered the heavens and split the earth.

This was also where the charm of the competition lay; there were unexpected events that went beyond strategy.

Wei Xiao praised this wave vigorously, managing not to repeat himself, all the way until he saw one line in the scrolling comments––

“Q Cub, look at your captain.”

Wei Xiao: “!”

“If you keep praising, your captain’s going to die of jealousy!”

Wei Xiao quickly turned his head. With one look… if they weren’t live broadcasting, then he would’ve leaned over to kiss him.

The scrolling comments were joking, but Wei Xiao could see it clearly: Lu Feng had really gotten jealous and was eating the kind of vinegar that meant that he might be sent back to sleep in the master bedroom at any time!

Wei Xiao didn’t have any more attention to spare for some Mo Hui, Mo White, or Mo Red, and quickly went to coax him, “Cough, if my captain was the one playing this death knight, then Eurostar would’ve died thousands of times already.”

Lu Feng stuffed a piece of watermelon at him.

Wei Xiao’s cheeks puffed out as he worked hard to eat it.

The scrolling comments laughed so hard they were unable to catch their breath and joked, “If I didn’t know Little Lunatic Wei’s character, then I really would think that the two of you were having an affair!”

These words were mixed in with a pile of scrolling comments exclaiming about how sweet they were, but Wei Xiao noticed it, and his heart inexplicably tensed up slightly.

There were others who were trying to make trouble, latching on to Wei Xiao’s earlier words. “So, based on this, is God Q more afraid of TPT?”

Wei Xiao’s joy had overflowed in his words when RR won. From another perspective, it was as if he hadn’t wanted TPT to win. Why didn’t he want them to win? Wasn’t it because he was afraid to meet them in the finals?

This logic…

The haters were working hard!

Wei Xiao smiled broadly and retorted, “Who am I afraid of? I’ll only be afraid of my captain in this lifetime.”

Scrolling comments: “…….”

Wei Xiao followed up and asked, “Which player in TPT is more powerful than my captain?”

The haters: “……” Sorry, please excuse us!

The fans started getting excited again. They all expressed that ever since they started being Quiet fans, they didn’t know what it meant to eat a loss!

COOL, written in capital letters.

Oh and it was sweet too.

This fake sugar was so sweet that ‘Sealing you as king’ became the number one term for Glory!

Ever since Wei Xiao’s real name had been exposed, the fans had given them countless CP names, which didn’t need to be mentioned here.

After chatting for a while, both sides finished resting and started on the fourth match.

This was RR’s match point. If they won this game, the national finals held on June 2 would be against FTW and RR.

As for TPT, if another situation like the one from the previous match appeared, then their season would come to an end here.

The camera displayed each team’s players one by one.

There were a total of ten people from both sides, and none of them had relaxed expressions on their faces.

Eurostar, who always grinned and showed his teeth when he saw the camera, looked at the screen without blinking. He only nodded slightly, as though listening to his captain through the headset.

RR’s Mo Hui was very serious, too. He’d put away his usual casual attitude and was sitting up straight, looking more serious than ever.

The fourth game…

They’d warmed up, their blood was heated, and winning or losing would be determined with this fight!

The BP ended, and the match began.

It could be seen that the reversal from the last game had given RR a lot of encouragement. Regardless of whether it was Mo Hui or Moonlit, their top-laner or their support or their marksman, the whole team’s momentum was soaring upwards.

RR was known for its mid-jungler linkage, and Mo Hui performed very well, cooperating with Moonlit perfectly.

At the start, Wei Xiao was still providing commentary for the game. Later on, he was focused on watching.

There was something to learn here, and he could put it into use.

Seeing that he’d fallen silent, Lu Feng casually spoke a few sentences.

The audience in the scrolling comments felt both love and hate towards him: They loved the sound of his voice, which made their ears tingle, but they hated his ‘spoilers’. Battles that could’ve been very exciting were ruined because one of his sentences meant that they learned the results in advance…

There were also some members of the audience who questioned how the great demon king could be so powerful with his predictions and game awareness!

In fact, it wasn’t that exaggerated. Senior commentators could also do this, but they didn’t do it.

Commentators had to be professional, and they were facing a national audience. What was more important was to ‘provide commentary’ on the game, describing what had happened to the audience and enhancing the viewing effect.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t see through what would happen, but that they couldn’t say it out loud for the audience to hear.

As for Lu Feng’s godly foresight, it was also conditional.

He was observing the game from god’s perspective, which was quite different from what he could see in the game. This mode allowed him to see the trends from both sides, and it wasn’t difficult for Lu Feng, as a player with this type of game awareness, to predict what would happen next.

RR’s offense slowed down in the last 30 minutes.

TPT fans were so nervous that they were almost hugging their heads and crying.

Wei Xiao got to the point with one remark, “There isn’t much of a difference in farm.”

Don’t judge based on RR’s strong momentum and their lead with the kill count; Mo Hui’s ganking had been very effective, but the difference in farm between the two teams wasn’t very significant.

Often, MOBA games were played out based on a difference in farm.

If your farm was high, and the opponent’s farm was low, they wouldn’t be able to buy full sets of gear and would be pressed into the ground no matter how well they played.

This was also the reason why FTW couldn’t perform well in the team competitions despite how strong and amazing Close was.

No matter how amazing his operations were or how he brushed out his nine light arcs, if his equipment was limited, all the DPS he dealt out would be nothing but a tickle.

At first glance, it seemed as though RR had a big advantage, and it seemed that they would be able to end the game soon.

But as long as they took a look at both side’s farm, which only showed a 2000 gold gap, leaving the situation in a state of uncertainty.

Especially when it came to RR’s marksman and TPT’s Eurostar.

The difference in farm between the two of them was a full 1700 gold.

It was Eurostar who had one more full piece of equipment compared with RR’s ADC.

This was a huge hidden danger!

After another three to five minutes, RR started showing signs of weakness.

The advantages to TPT’s steady performance was fully evident at this moment.

They had super strong operations and unhurried progress. When faced with RR’s full momentum, they played like they were playing tai chi and easily dissolved their power.

Wei Xiao’s expression grew heavy.

Lu Feng spoke in a low voice, “It’s hard for the wind thief to touch the gold hunter.”

Mo Hui, who’d used the wind storm thief to build up an advantage in the early stage, was now helpless in the face of the gold hunter.

The wind thief was different from the death knight.

The death knight had high defense and a strong control skill. When all of the death knight’s skills landed on the squishy storm hunter’s body, it was fatal.

The wind thief had high explosive damage, but it had very little health while the gold hunter had a slightly higher level of defense than the storm hunter.

It wouldn’t do to underestimate this slight difference because this factor was often the key to victory.

When the last round of team fighting began, many people could already foresee the outcome.

TPT wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. Mo Hui was unable to find the right opportunity to attack Eurostar, so Mo Hui’s ranged damage skills were meaningless.

When it came to a head on collision, the entire RR team was unable to hold up against the damage dealt by the gold hunter’s golden arrows.

The director gave a close-up of Eurostar.

The baby faced youth looked focused with a pair of dark eyes beneath his curved eyelashes.

His little tiger teeth were covered up, and the corners of his mouth were tense. His expression was serious as he hit his keyboard and clicked his mouse.

System Announcement––

TPT.Star killed RR.Money.

TPT.Star killed RR.Kun.

TPT.Star……

After seizing a triple kill, TPT was in a strong position and won the fourth match!

2:2!

The score was even!

The commentators spoke excitedly, “This is the first game in the playoffs this year where a full five matches will be played!”

“That’s right, it looks like we’ll have a chance to enjoy a battle of freedom today.”

“Moonlit can finally use the immortal warlock. It’s said that his thousand layers of clouds has improved again recently.”

“Dragging it to the fifth match is a bit of a loss for TPT.”

The battle of freedom was a special feature of the BO5.

Up to five matches could be played in a BO5 game. The first four matches had a normal BP segment and were standard matches, which were played no differently from a BO3.

Only the fifth match, which was called the ‘battle of freedom’, was played differently.

There was no BP segment in the battle of freedom, and it was commonly known as blind selection.

There were no banned talents and no prohibition against choosing the same talent. As long as they dared, both sides could use exactly the same talents.

It was very exciting.

Especially for the teams who were very good with specific talents, this was just like opening up a hack!

Moonlit’s immortal warlock.

Asleep’s berserker thief.

FTW’s shadow thief…

These talents could all be let loose to show off in the game!

The last match, the decisive match, was also the most unrestrained one.

Regardless of how the players felt, the audience’s mood was definitely mobilized to the peak. They all had high expectations towards this match!

Wei Xiao’s eyes were bright as well as he focused on watching.

The scrolling comments finally woke up from the giddiness of shipping their CP and started paying close attention to the game.

“RR will definitely take the immortal warlock. As long as they’re able to obtain that line-up, their win will be guaranteed, 100%.” The number of formal games was limited, and RR had only managed to use this line-up two or three times during the season after factoring in the BP segment, so this win probability wasn’t as exaggerated as it sounded.

“TPT’s situation is a bit dangerous. Why did they have to drag the game to the battle of freedom? Wouldn’t it have been good to win the game with a 3:1 score?”

“Haha, they have to have that level of ability.”

“Let’s bet. Laozi bets three million betting coins that RR will win!”

“I’ll go with that. I feel that RR’s win is secure.”