Chapter 177: Hold the cup, DMO!
Facing the pressure of the DMO army, FPX only felt a sense of powerlessness.
Zoe, who still took off, put too much poke pressure on the front.
Although Ryze can still keep up with his development, at this time, the influence of the mid laners on both sides is not at the same level.
Highlands, broken!
DMO immediately returned to the city without any delay.
This kind of play style that doesn't give any chance really makes FPX a little uncomfortable.
"No chance at all?"
doinb sighed.
The truth is, there really isn’t!
DMO's operation is so smooth, it's almost scary.
As the time reaches twenty minutes, after the DMO has dealt with the line of troops, he directly chooses to open the dragon!
Now, it’s time for FPX to do multiple-choice questions again.
Should I go see the dragon or not?
Go and see, the line of soldiers at home has come in, these are super soldiers.
Don't go, there's no hope of winning if the dragon is released.
Without too much time to hesitate, FPX finally chose to go to Dragon Pit.
However, DMO played too fast!
It is true that EZ is not fast to defeat the dragon, but FPX also needs to deal with the super soldiers on the high ground, which delays a lot of time.
By the time FPX passed, DMO had already forced the baron to rush away!
Come back and fight with FPX again!
The fat Zoe is like a mobile phone holding a nuclear bomb launcher, providing a full deterrent.
FPX can only choose to withdraw.
And DMO will not retreat!
The DMO who won the baron gathered directly in the middle, ready to end the game.
After a wave of team battles with almost no suspense, DMO defeated FPX with a three-for-five ending.
Lin Weixiang held the mouse weakly, feeling only a deep sigh in his heart.
doinb's expression was gloomy. He never expected to be beaten three to zero by DMO.
Along with the explosion of the FPX main crystal, Colonel Guan's shocking voice sounded.
"Let us congratulate DMO! With a score of three to zero, we won the LPL Summer Split championship!"
"Their rise is a demonstration of the power of the new generation of LPL!"
"If DMO was not the first team in the LPL before, then now they undoubtedly have this qualification!"
"Let us, congratulate DMO!"
Zhuang Nan smiled and took off his headphones, and felt like he was being hugged tightly.
"Brother Nan, we are the champions!"
The speaker was a very excited Xiaopeng.
Now in S9, he and Xiaotian have been arguing for too long about who is the number one jungler in the LPL.
But now, after winning FPX, this debate can indeed end here.
He, Xiaopeng, is the number one jungler in the LPL!
Gala also showed a rare smile and gave Mark a happy high-five.
As for rhubarb...
At this moment, he raised his head stupidly and looked at the fireworks falling all over the sky, with a happy look on his stupid face.
"Win the championship."
He pretended to be deep and said,
“Not bad.”
Zhuang Nan showed an indescribable expression and shook his head helplessly.
This living treasure.
And on the barrage, congratulations to DMO for also flooding the screen.
Along the way, DMO's continuous progress is enough to prove that they are worthy of the title of the strongest in the LPL.
From being at the bottom of the rankings at the beginning of the season, to running wildly after Zhuang Nan joined, and constantly winning the Spring Championship and MSI Summer Championship, DMO fans were as happy as in a dream.
There was no doubt about their next target, and the most important target.
S game!
If the spring crown is one model, the summer crown is the second model.
Then, the S competition is the college entrance examination.
The current DMO still cannot relax. The most important S competition is still waiting for them.
What is different from the happy DMO is the lonely figure of FPX leaving in the distance.
In this spotlight, only the victors can stand.
Losers will never get the applause and cheers that belong to winners.
The only exception was faker who cried bitterly in S7. In fact, that year was also about cheering for faker. In fact, it was also disrespectful to the new champion mid laner crown.
When the whole audience calls for faker, is it worthy of crown?
The huge Silver Dragon Cup was placed in the center of the stage, and everyone in DMO looked at the trophy.
Now it's time to hold the cup.
"Who goes first?"
Mark asked with a smile.
"Brother Nan, you first."
Xiaopeng is indeed a good brother of Zhuang Nan, so he speaks out directly.
"Brother Nan, go get it."
Gala also spoke seriously.
He is also very convinced of Zhuang Nan, this person is a real C.
"Go to Zhuang Nan, hahaha."
Dahuang also laughed and gave Zhuang Nan a gentle push.
Zhuang Nan looked at the recognition in the eyes of his teammates around him and smiled slightly.
This is the reason why I don't want to give up.
"Okay."
With a brief but powerful answer, he quickly stepped forward and held the silver dragon cup.
"Rhubarb."
Da Huang took a step forward and held the left side of the Silver Dragon Cup.
"Xiaopeng."
Xiaopeng quickly came over and held the right side of the Silver Dragon Cup.
"gala."
Gala walked between Xiaopeng and Zhuang Nan, holding part of the cup.
"Mark."
Mark smiled and walked to Dahuang and Zhuang Nan's side, holding the other part of the cup.
Then, DMO coach Xiao Bai and DMO analyst Shen Yin came to the front.
Shen Yin smiled slightly, his eyes full of Zhuang Nan.
Zhuang Nan felt a little shy when she saw him and smiled back.
Seven people worked together and raised the Silver Dragon Cup high!
"DMO!"
"DMO!"
"DMO!"
There were endless cheers from the audience, in the cheers in the sky, in the fireworks falling from the sky, under the soft white lights, and in everyone's eyes.
DMO, lift that, their championship!
"Honestly, it's really heavy."
Dahuang bared his teeth and breathed a sigh of relief as he put down the cup.
He really didn't expect that the Silver Dragon Cup was so heavy.
“It’s really heavy, but the feeling of holding the cup is really good!”
Xiaopeng smacked his lips, seeming to still be recalling that feeling.
"Okay, stop being naughty, the host is here."
Zhuang Nan reminded with a smile.
The female host has come on stage, smiling.
Next, it’s the awards ceremony.
"Now, let us invite Zhang Zelei, the head of Tengjing Sports, and Dennis Carr, the head of Riot China, to present awards to the new champion DMO!"
The person in charge of Tengjing Sports smiled and awarded each of them small trophies.
When it was Zhuang Nan's turn, he looked at Zhuang Nan specially and handed over the trophy,
"Congratulations."
Zhuang Nan returned politely,
"Thank you."
Zhang Zelei smiled and walked to the left side of the team.
Immediately, there will be a photo session.
Unlike the relatively reserved Zhang Zelei, Dennis barely concealed his admiration for Zhuang Nan.
When it was Zhuang Nan's turn, he put a medal on Zhuang Nan's face and praised in fluent Chinese,
"Your mid laner is great, Dying."
Zhuang Nan blinked,
"Maybe I will help LPL win the second S-match trophy."
Dennis laughed, not hiding his appreciation for Zhuang Nan.
"Then I will look forward to it seriously."
After awarding the award, he stood on the other side of DMO.
As the photographer flashes the shutter, the picture freezes.
2019 Summer Split Champion, LPL No. 1 seed.
Out of the oven!
Its name is DMO! (End of chapter)