Xingxin lost.

The result of the first round of the finals was like a bucket of cold water, instantly waking many people up.

Just before the official start of this match, the final closed voting channel showed that Xingxin had ultimately garnered 51.1% of the support, even surpassing the defending champion, Team Samsara, in this statistic.

Xingxin's supporters were excited about this, forgetting that this vote only represented the expectations in people's hearts. Xingxin had more support simply because of people's curiosity and anticipation for dark horses and comebacks.

Voting does not indicate the strength of the two teams.

Voting does not determine the outcome of the match.

Xingxin did not lose confidence because they had lost twice to Samsara in the regular season. And Samsara? They were not at all panicked by Xingxin's impressive consecutive victories against Blue Rain and Tyranny in the playoffs.

In comparison, Samsara, who eliminated their opponents twice with a score of 2-0, was clearly more composed in the playoffs.

Because of this composure, Samsara had more ample rest time during the playoffs. While Xingxin was fiercely battling Tyranny in the third game, Samsara had a full six days of rest.

That battle took a toll on Xingxin, especially in the last half hour of the team competition. With only four players left and no healers, Tyranny stubbornly fought Xingxin for half an hour. They ultimately lost, but Xingxin paid a considerable price to achieve that victory.

After the hard-fought battle, Xingxin rushed back to H City that night. After the journey, they only had two days of complete rest. Then, they faced Samsara, who had been calmly adjusting for six days.

Six days without a match does not cause a loss of form, because the six-day interval is exactly the time span in the regular season. Experienced professional teams and players are even more skilled at using six days to adjust their form than they are with a three-day interval.

From the content of the first match, although Team Xingxin still carried the excitement from the fierce battle with Tyranny, this excitement quickly became a burden. Their spirits were not sufficiently relaxed after that battle and were tense again. Soon, they lost the necessary tension.

Xingxin lost.

This shouldn't have been too surprising a result.

But because of their previous excellent performance, because of the home court advantage, people had high hopes for Xingxin, and the final result was frustrating.

Many analyses sought reasons for Xingxin's defeat, and the exhaustion from the battle with Tyranny was emphasized in almost every article.

The reason was found, but what's next? Can Xingxin solve it?

There were only three days of rest after this. Samsara won away, and their morale was high. Xingxin? Can they stabilize the situation while being one game behind?

At midnight that night, the voting channel for the second round of the competition opened, and Samsara's support rate was far ahead...

Players may cast this vote because of their expectations, but they often cast this vote based on their judgment.

Expectation is a vision, while judgment stems from trust.

Xingxin is still a dark horse, and people's expectations for a comeback can only be placed on them. But the expectations were no longer as excited as they were at the beginning, because of the loss in the first game, the expectations were now hesitant and uneasy.

Xingxin's support rate seemed to be teetering.

Three days passed. Back at Samsara's home stadium in S City, when the pre-match voting channel was finally closed, the support rate for Xingxin had dropped to 39.1%.

There were still many people expecting a miracle. But more rational people had already cast their votes for Samsara.

61.9%.

If Samsara turns this support into reality in the second round, they will win the tenth season's championship, win three consecutive championships, and establish the second dynasty in Glory history, the Samsara Dynasty.

Such slogans had already been put up in the match venue. Samsara fans could not wait to welcome this day. And Samsara's home stadium had already prepared a grand celebration to celebrate the establishment of the Samsara Dynasty.

The atmosphere at the scene was joyful. This didn't feel like a tense and fierce playoff, it felt like an awards ceremony.

"It's really annoying!"

Professional players are very sensitive to the atmosphere of the scene. The Glory stars who watched the first round of the match at the Xiaoshan Stadium rushed to S City again, all to watch this second round of the duel. The atmosphere at the Samsara venue, with the championship in hand and the dynasty about to be established, was, of course, very annoying to them as competitors, extremely annoying.

"Can Ye Xiu be a little bit promising? Where's the spirit he had when he fought us!" Huang Shaotian complained indignantly. To be honest, for these guys, it was painful to watch the two teams compete for the championship as spectators. They didn't like Samsara establishing a dynasty, but they weren't happy about Xingxin winning the championship either. So, while they were annoyed with Samsara, they also had to seriously criticize Xingxin, and Ye Xiu especially had to be criticized, criticized again and again.

"Tell me, are we running here to watch this final to find abuse or to find abuse?" Li Xuan of Void said, deeply experiencing this uncomfortable feeling.

"Witness history!" Zhang Xinjie said.

Samsara winning the championship and establishing a new dynasty is history; Xingxin winning the championship, a dark horse to the end, a new team that wins the championship upon entering the alliance, will indeed be a history recorded in the annals of Glory.

"So, we are standing at a historic moment!" Tang Hao said mockingly, mocking himself as well.

In fact, these people didn't want to watch any history. They came here, to the Glory arena, to create history. Everyone wanted to be a participant, but now, they have all become onlookers.

Bang!

Wu Yuce next to Li Xuan opened a bottle of beverage, the sound crisp. Everyone else was silent. If they were to explain it with the same fan mentality as other spectators, they are all fans, fans who are more loyal and unique than any other fan. What they are fans of is themselves, their team. This will never change at any time. So, when they watch the game like this, what they think is not to expect which side will win, but to think about going up and taking down these two teams, of course, taking down all these guys around them is also possible.

The atmosphere was oppressive.

"Captain, what do you want to drink? I'll go buy it!" Liu Xiaobie of Tiny Herb jumped up. He didn't like this oppressive atmosphere, so he found an excuse to temporarily get away from it.

"Cola, please and thank you," Wang Jiexi said.

"Bring me two bottles too," Tian Sen of Wind Howl said.

"I'll just have mineral water," Li Xuan nodded and said.

"Help me get a bottle of milk tea," Chu Yunxiu also asked Liu Xiaobie.

"I want green tea."

"I want black tea."

Everyone chimed in, and Liu Xiaobie instantly broke down: "I can't remember that much!"

"Write it down on your phone," Xiao Shiqin kindly suggested.

Liu Xiaobie pulled out his phone with a dark expression.

"Speed up your hands, hurry!" Li Hua of Misty Rain leaned over to watch Liu Xiaobie enter the information, and started to heckle him.

Mobile phone records, a long string of them. Almost no one was polite to him. Liu Xiaobie was about to cry, and suddenly felt that the oppressive atmosphere just now was pretty good, just right to review his gains and losses from it!

"There are so many, I can't take them all..." Liu Xiaobie said weakly after recording everyone's requests.

"Just run a few more trips," Xiao Shiqin is indeed the most meticulous tactical master, a king of ideas.

"Your hands are so fast, your footwork should be good too, right?" Dai Yanqi chimed in to help her captain.

Liu Xiaobie was already desperate, and slowly prepared to leave, but when his hand touched his pocket, he suddenly perked up, quickly rummaged through it, and laughed: "Hahahaha, I forgot to bring my wallet today."

"You've worked so hard, how could I be so embarrassed to let you pay!" Yu Wenzhou calmly took out his wallet, "I'll treat everyone."

"Good!!" Yu Feng took the lead in applauding, supporting his former captain.

"Captain, save me!!" Liu Xiaobie looked like he was about to kneel in front of Wang Jiexi.

"Have a few more people go and buy them back at once, the game is about to start," Wang Jiexi said fairly.

So the rookies from each team who came to watch the game voluntarily got up and formed a team to take over the task.

Everyone began to wait quietly for the start of the match.

These professional players didn't care too much about who won or lost on the field. Observing their opponents from the match didn't necessarily require them to come to the scene, but now, they were gathered here like this.

In the end, it was still the desire in their hearts that was at work. Everyone sitting here desperately wanted to be standing on that stage.

They couldn't participate in the finals, so it was good to feel the atmosphere of the scene like this...