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Chapter 359 The Era of the Emperor(1/4)

Chapter 359 Emperor Era

"very impressive."

Distant Korea, smeb whispers.

Looking at the handsome young man standing up calmly on the screen, even a player as arrogant as him had to admit that he had become a new legend in the League of Legends project.

SKT's substitute, who started from a humble beginning, took only two and a half years to quickly surpass the results created by the previous generation's big devil Faker.

And he has just reached adulthood.

He is about to enter the most peak stage of an e-sports professional player.

An 18-year-old Triple Crown winner, oh my god!

Even Smeb felt powerless and insignificant when he thought about this achievement.

Even though he has been recognized as the strongest top laner in the LCK, his record against Xu Ruoguang...

The current winning rate is,zero.

This is a daunting mountain.

So even if smeb wants to surpass Xu Ruoguang again, he must consider whether he still has that chance.

For him, unrealistic goals are of no benefit.

Even if Xu Ruoguang retires now, he has become a legend that is almost impossible to surpass.

This is the value of the Triple Crown, three consecutive championships!

"very impressive."

In the rest area near the Bird's Nest main stand, Riot president Tryndamere couldn't help but murmured.

He looked at the young man bathing in blue and silver fireworks on the big screen in the distance.

"It's really, really amazing."

I couldn't help but sighed again.

“From now on, it’s not the Emperor who needs the League of Legends, but the League of Legends who needs the Emperor.”

As the president, he has seen more things.

A Triple Crown player is already a legend. Even if Riot wants to prevent him from winning the championship, we must respect him.

Because he has now become the signature of this game.

"S8 change plan, is it ready?"

"It's finished."

Ruiz pushed up his glasses and replied calmly.

"Repair it again and cancel the suppression on the top lane."

Tryndamere nodded and made a decision that surprised Ryze.

"?"

He didn't say anything, but that's what he meant on his face.

Now that the situation is like this, the role of the top lane has been weakened to this point, and he can win the championship.

If we don’t target him, what else will we do next year in other divisions? The LPL can handle it all alone.

Cancel the suppression of the top lane? This is wrong, right?

"Continued championships will result in a decrease in the competitiveness of all other divisions and a decrease in the number of spectators in other divisions except the championship division."

Ruiz asked seriously,

"Tryndamere, are you serious?"

"It's no longer useful."

Of course Tryndamere knew why Ryze said that. In the past two years, many Korean viewers have stopped watching games at all. They can't beat Xu Ruoguang anyway, so what's the fun?

However, his will remains firm.

"It's no longer that simple to target the Emperor."

"S7 is not only the LCK, but the number of viewers in other regions is declining rapidly. For IP-only games, the data is very good, but the number of viewers is still exaggerated. So, why?"

Tryndamere tapped the railing lightly.

"Rhythm."

He uttered a word.

"Slow, too slow."

"A version that relies on ADC as the main output will inevitably cause a slow rhythm, because ADC needs a three-piece set to take over the game. The development time before this period is almost garbage time, at least for the audience.

.”

"A very large number of viewers have complained on Twitter that this version of the game makes them sleepy, almost like Season 4."

"As a spectator, do you want to see a fierce collision, a back-and-forth game, or do you want to see a game that develops for thirty or forty minutes and then ends with a team battle?"

As the president of Riot Games, Tryndamere has always been at the helm of Riot Games. Even when Penguin became a shareholder, he signed a treaty guaranteeing his power.

The development of League of Legends is all driven by his hand.

His vision and judgment are extremely terrifying.

"What the audience wants to see is not that Emperor, the player, does not win the championship. This may have some impact on them, but it is really not big."

"What they really hate is a stagnant game without any passion."

"They need to watch it. They want to see more frequent battles. This is the most important thing, Ryze."

"On the surface, not letting Emperor win the championship is a good solution, but the essence of this matter is that the uncertainty of the game is too low, because he is too strong, and sometimes the suspense is lost before the fight."

"That's why the audience gets bored."

"Therefore, it is useless to continue targeting Emperor, especially in terms of improving the number of spectators and expanding influence, it is completely useless."

"We need to make a more perfect, more intense, and more early-mid-tempo version to arouse players' enthusiasm for watching the game."

"This is what we really need to do, Ryze."

"Open up our pattern!"

Winter nights come very early, and winter has already entered in early November.

So the night sky at this time was already pitch black, accompanied by starlight.

Under the bright lights of the venue, some dry cold wind blew randomly through Tryndamere's eyes, which were burning with fireworks.

His eyes are talking.

Good brother, come and lead the League of Legends to a new peak with me.

Ryze smiled.

"Listen to me, BOSS."

Tryndamere laughed and stretched out his fist.

"You will never let me down."

In the bird's nest, the voice of the explanation is still echoing.

"...They succeeded! The final winner of S7, IP, just like their team name, has endless possibilities!"

"A year ago, if I had told you that faker would come to LPL to fight Emperor again and win the S7 world championship, you would have thought I was talking in my sleep, but it just happened."

"On this night, the cheers of the Bird's Nest will only ring for IP at this moment. The new king is already looking down on the world!"

Xu Ruoguang was actually quite excited.

When he put down the mouse, he was about to jump up to celebrate with his teammates, but unfortunately, the table got stuck in his body.

There's nothing I can do about it, I'm over 1.8 meters tall and this will happen if the chair is pulled too close.

So he could only stand up slowly with an awkward yet polite smile.

The cheers all over the mountains and plains exist only for them.

Please listen carefully to the name of the team they are shouting.

"IP!"

"IP!!"

"IP!!!"

The air is filled with hot breath, making people unable to help but cheer along.

The enthusiastic audience was in high spirits and selflessly chanted the name of the new king.

Blue and silver fireworks scattered under the light. As soon as Xu Ruoguang stood up, he felt his body light up.
To be continued...
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