Don't touch my blue BUFF!

Chapter 272 The Cruelty of the Competition

Chapter 272 The Cruelty of the Competition

By the time BUD finished three rounds of this game, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

"Let us congratulate BUD2:1 for winning the game."

"At the same time, congratulations to BUD for successfully qualifying for the preliminary qualification of the spring KPL qualifiers, and let us also congratulate ED for successfully winning the third place in the TGA Winter Finals..."

The winning team will qualify for the spring KPL qualifiers, and the losing team will win the third place.

Although it is said to be the third runner-up, when the camera swept over the faces of the ED members, their faces obviously flashed with disappointment.

There is no team in the secondary league that does not want to enter the KPL.

Failure to make it to the qualifiers this time meant that ED had to start from scratch again.

From yesterday to today, a total of twelve BO3 matches have been held, with a total of eight participating teams.

So far, the quotas for entering the KPL qualifiers have been determined, namely TC and BUD.

The remaining six teams, are they not working hard?
No, they work hard too.

They also paid a lot for today's game.

That's the cruelty of the game.

Even if you work hard, there will always be a team that is better and harder than you.

When Yu Tian and the others came on stage, they just bumped into the members of ED who came off the stage.

The loss and frustration of each of them was written on their faces, and when they met their eyes inadvertently, they all nodded reluctantly.

Yu Tian can understand their feelings.

If TC has a little deviation in a certain game before, the person who is frustrated at this time should be their TC.

Yu Tian feels sorry for them in her heart, but in the game, there are winners and losers.

Someone tapped her on the shoulder.

When Yu Tian turned her head, she saw Ding Mu.

He clearly saw Yu Tian's thoughts, and said in a heavy tone, "Follow me."

Yu Tian turned her head, only to find that her teammates had already walked to the front.

She hastened to follow up.

After arriving at the competition seat and sitting down, Yu Tian put on the earphones and adjusted the equipment.

Ji Ke is the captain, and Ding Mu usually stands beside him during BP.

At this time, the BP has not yet started, and Ding Mu is swaying behind them, and his tone is very relaxed: "This game, you can take it easy and play, don't have psychological pressure, and don't have to think about winning, just let it go." It's on..."

Ji Ke's voice suddenly rang out: "I think winning or losing is still very important. Winning one game is only 10 yuan, and winning two games is 20 yuan!"

His tone was still flat, but Yu Tian regained his energy all of a sudden.

The champion of the TGA Winter Grand Prix this time will receive a prize of 20, and the runner-up will receive a prize of 10.

I was a little emotionally affected just now, and I almost forgot about it.

Yu Tian immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, winning or losing is still important!"

Ding Mu looked at Ji Ke inscrutablely. Since when did his cousin care about money?

Ding Mu regained his expression, smiled and patted Ji Ke on the shoulder: "If you want to get a bonus, go for it, and when the time comes, you will take care of your brother Mu with the bonus."

Ji Ke stretched out his hand indifferently and took it away.

Ding Mu also stopped messing with Ji Ke, because he had already started BP.

In the first round, TC was on the blue side. Ban first, pick first, and got a satisfactory lineup. Yu Tian still used Yang Yuhuan. He played the first round handily and won the game quickly.

If I really want to say it, in fact, I have always felt that my Yang Yuhuan is not the best player in the hero pool, but the version is better than others.

Adapting to the version is still very important.

(End of this chapter)

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