Zhuang Bei finally stopped in front of Faker as the team walked through the wave of cheering.

Looking straight at this great devil who had brought too many despair to LPL.

Faker buried his face on the keyboard and couldn't get up for a long time. Zhuang Bei could even see his trembling shoulders.

Zhuangbei did not disturb the faker.

What the winner says to the loser is like pity and ridiculous sympathy.

Faker cannot accept this failure.

This time his performance is much better than the original world line, and he has basically not made many mistakes.

But the world line still returned, and skt was still three to zero, but this time it was not SSG, but ig that defeated skt.

Could it be that the era of personal abilities has really passed?

Faker is confused in tears.

After a long time, he wiped away his tears and stood up.

He is the devil of LK, and even if he falls, he must proudly raise his chest.

He raised his head slightly, which was suppressed by height.

Apart from his red eyes, he could not see that he had cried.

This is his last dignity.

Zhuang Bei didn't say anything sarcastic. Whether it was admitted or not, Faker's contribution to the game Lol is unparalleled, at least it is still unparalleled now.

Such an old senior should be given enough respect even if he is an opponent.

He stretched out a hand gently.

This is something that only the winner can do.

Faker slowly stretched out his hand.

Hold and bow.

Zhuang Bei also bent down and bowed.

At the end of the game, enemies on the field can be friends outside the field.

Faker could take it and let it go, and he admitted to losing.

“Iwillbeback.”

His eyes were unwilling.

Zhuang Bei smiled.

“ifyoucan.”

There are no more fakers, I will shake hands with all the IG team members.

Calmly pack up your peripherals and walk outside the venue step by step.

At this time, ig's players were about to win the championship.

Faker paused at the entrance and finally stared at the trophy for a second. Each of the IG players on the field smiled and held the championship.

Faker turned and left.

I will be back next year, sure.

"Please take the cup, ig! Pick up the champion that belongs to you!"

Miller laughed loudly and secretly wiped the tears of joy in the corner of his eyes.

League of Legends, it's been seven years.

No championship in seven years!

Countless darkness and haze dissipated here, and the champion IG from LPL dispelled despair and brought light to LPL.

Everyone is looking forward to someone who can break the Korean team's domination and welcome the dawn that will never come.

And ig, did it!

"Next, Mr. Tedamir, President of Riot, announced the FMVP of this year's finals!"

Host Ren Dong said aloud that he might not have noticed that his voice was trembling a little.

Why doesn’t the host of lpl care about lpl?

Brother Dong is also very happy.

Tedamir walked onto the stage with a smile and took the microphone.

"Today, we saw the birth of the best team in the 2017 season, and I am honored to watch this final with you."

"We have also had a lot of controversy about who the fmvp belongs to."

Tedamir's expression turned serious.

"I believe many players and teams have discovered that S7 is pushing Ad. This is true. Whether it is rookie players, theshy players, or ning players, their operations are undoubtedly very excellent."

"But, I'm really surprised by the bottom lane group. In the three games, the total number of casualties in the bottom lane group was less than six times, with the average average of ad output reaching 43%, and the highest second game even reached 48%.

"Naturally, this ad should become our fmvp."

Tedamir said with a smile.

“I am fmvp?!”

Shiba Inu was stunned for a moment, and he looked at his teammates with help.

Zhuang Bei took the opportunity to touch Bobo's dog head.

“Yes, you are fmvp.”

"but!"

Tedamir spoke again, he said with a smile

"We noticed that the auxiliary player Bei is better than any world match assist player he matches, and even wolf does not have the spirituality of his."

"The average vision score is close to 15. A man who controls the vision should also be worthy of this fmvp!"

Tedamir smiled,

"We have been arguing for a long time, and no one can convince anyone. At this moment, my beautiful Lord Ashe told me, why can't we have two fmvp?"

He took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

"So, the fmvp of S7 will be an unprecedented Gemini!"

"Now, I announce that the 2017 Global Finals FMVP is, Jackeylove,bei!"

Zhuang Bei was stunned for a long time, and he couldn't believe it even more than Shiba Inu.

"Double fmvp? So do I?"

Shiba Inu had come to his senses, and he retaliatedly rubbed Zhuang Bei's hair.

"What did you say? My buddy's assistant should be!"

Shiba Inu pretended to be fierce.

Zhuang Bei closed his eyes slightly to adjust his emotions.

As snowy mountains melted, the two looked at each other and smiled.

The ghostly spirit fist photographer took this scene and projected it onto the big screen.

"Damn, is this the brotherhood of the bottom lane group?"

"Premium match, people who think they match will beat the match out!"

"Don't do it, these two guys are both straight men!"

The gentle girl from the audience also frowned.

Could it be that I want to compete with men?

I have to find a way to find a girlfriend for Shiba Inu!

She thought about it, but didn't know what she thought of, and she smiled sly.

The bottom lane group walked forward to Tedamir at the same time.

Zhuang Bei’s first feeling...

This barbarian is quite pretty!

There is no feeling like the barbarian in the canyon.

One knife! One knife!

This is the real man!

After awarding the FMVP trophy and medals, everyone took the last steps of the World Championship and took a photo.
To be continued...