"Congratulations to YM for getting off to a good start!" Mille yelled from the commentary platform. "They easily defeated a three-star team without a single drop of blood!"
"This victory is a good start for the LPL division." Doll let out a sigh of relief. "I hope our remaining two teams can continue to work hard today!"
Lin Yan took off his soundproof headphones and glanced at the post-match statistics. He couldn't help but laugh.
"What's wrong?" Jack put his two front legs on Lin Yan's shoulders and looked around curiously.
"Phyllostachys Pubescens dealt a total of 2800 damage. I didn't expect that." Lin Yan thought of something happy and couldn't help but smile.
Mongoose, who was discussing with the stocky Siberian, vaguely heard Lin Yan say his name.
He instinctively felt that something bad was going to happen. He quickly turned around and looked at Lin Yan's screen.
Wine Barrel's damage bar chart was extremely short. The number displayed was 2855!
"Wine Barrel can deal 2800 damage in an advantageous game. Xiao Tian is really something." Jack's mouth twisted into a smile. His smile was like a golden dragon.
Xiao Tian was anxious. On the damage bar, the top, middle, and bottom three players all dealt around 10,000 damage. Only Liu Qingsong's damage was lower than his.
But how could Censer Windmaiden be considered damage?
His face flushed red, and the veins on his forehead bulged through his skin. He tried to argue, "Junglers can't be considered damage output … In the slag version, how can Wine Barrel deal damage?"
Then came words like "version specific" and "there's no team battle to fight, so naturally the damage output is low." The players' seats were filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
Crown, who was standing up and waiting for YM to come forward to shake hands, heard the enemy's laughter. His face darkened, and he seemed to be leaning towards Ning Wang, who was still in the hotel.
As he shook hands, he looked up and glanced at Lin Yan. He noticed that the boy, who was almost a head taller than him, was still talking and laughing with the square-headed jungler. He didn't seem to care about him at all.
The crown licked his dry and cracked lips and lowered his eyes to hide his gaze.
This revenge should not be his wishful thinking. What's the point of it if the falling flower is willing but the flowing brook is heartless?
There were still many opportunities. Crown let go of Lin Yan's hand and looked at the chubby Jack behind him.
After the two teams shook hands, Lin Yan and the other four team members came to the center of the stage and bowed.
The audience below the stage desperately waved the support sticks in their hands, making muffled banging sounds.
"Lin Yan, you can do it!" A girl's scream pierced through the rows of spectators and drilled into Lin Yan's ears.
Some of the audience members had already taken out their banners printed with WE's classic red and white colors. They were prepared to cheer for the next LPL team.
The five of them went back to pack up their equipment and prepared to leave the stage. Su Cheng, White Crescent, and Guo Hao were waiting near the contestants' tunnel. When they saw the contestants leave the stage, they immediately surrounded them.
"How was the lane today?"
Su Cheng asked with concern. She and the others could only see from an observer's perspective and did not know the specific details of the three lanes. They could only judge that Lin Yan was not very comfortable in the lane through the last hit, the status of the hero, and the position of the minions on the minimap.
"It's okay …" Lin Yan did not take it to heart. "But he knows a lot about Qing Gang Yin. He should be better than Jin Gong."
"Hmm?"
Jin Gong, who had been waiting to play cool, did not expect to be able to do it. When he spoke, the corridor was filled with the smell of barbecued meat. The previous cold appearance was instantly broken. His hand habitually grabbed the back of Lin Yan's neck.
"Brother Ran, come for the interview." Yu Zhen was waiting backstage to pull in strong men. When he saw Lin Yan, he hurried forward. "It won't take long."
"Then I'll help you take the keyboard back," Su Cheng took the peripherals from Lin Yan's hands. "See you in the lounge."
Lin Yan touched her head, then pulled the zipper of his Conquest jacket to the level of his collarbone. He stood in front of the black background with the Fist logo with Yu Zhen.
"3, 2, 1 … You can start."
The director gave instructions and connected the signal of the LPL official live broadcast room. Yu Shuang had a sweet smile on her cheeks.
"Congratulations again to YM for getting the opening game of this year's World Championship. We also invited YM's mid laner, Ran, to accept our interview. Let's say hello to everyone first." Yu Zhen tilted his head and looked at Lin Yan beside him.
In order to welcome the global finals in China, Fist China and Teng Jing attached great importance to it, and the host was no exception.
Yu Shuang was wearing a white cheongsam today. It was dyed with a unique ink painting of flowers and birds. With the bright red slanted collar, there was a hint of elegance hidden in the classical style. Even the camera couldn't hide the charm of this oriental beauty.
She tilted her head, and the light shone on the side of her face. Her skin was as white as jade, and her eyes were stained with a little light. She looked quite compatible with the imposing and handsome Lin Yan.
The audience, who were waiting for the next WE game, couldn't help it.
[Perfect match!]
[What kind of hammer is that?
If you don't know how to talk, then don't talk!]
[Kill Yu Zhen and take care of the dog!]
[Ran has a girlfriend, right? What should I do if he doesn't have a girlfriend?]
[People who train in the base every day definitely don't have a girlfriend. Isn't Faker the same?]
Lin Yan didn't see the comments. Otherwise, he would have refuted on the spot. How could he be the same as Li Xianghe?
Now, he was holding the microphone and introducing himself honestly. In order to show respect, he would look at the interviewer, Yu Zhen, from time to time.
When the two of them looked at each other, the live broadcast room was filled with comments such as "What a sweet couple!".
But the person involved, Yu Zhen, really didn't feel the slightest sweetness. She couldn't see any emotion in Lin Yan's eyes. The calm and composed boy just looked at her politely. The way he looked at her was no different from the way he looked at a passerby.
But Yu Zhen was a normal person. She wouldn't imagine strange love and hatred plots. For example, "I'm dressed so beautifully. If you don't look at me, it means you're looking down on me …"
But from the perspective of work, she really preferred to interview Lin Yan. He had a strong sense of the camera, spoke well, and could throw and respond to jokes. He was also very talkative and polite to the host.
Who didn't like to interview such a person?
"Did you feel nervous before today's opening match?" Yu Zhen calmed down and asked a question.
Lin Yan told the truth, "The audience in Wuhan was very enthusiastic. The cheers and applause in the stadium didn't stop. Everyone did feel a certain amount of pressure. If we lost the opening match, we would feel sorry for the cheers of the audience."
"But fortunately, in the end, we won the game with the audience's wishes and cheers."
He didn't have any distracting thoughts. Although Yu Zhen was dressed very beautifully today, she couldn't disturb him. After all, he had a girlfriend. Being honest and not flirting was a kind of respect to anyone.
Besides, Lin Yan preferred Su Cheng's type. In his opinion, a partner should try to find a person whose personality and living habits were compatible. The priority of appearance was not so high.
Su Cheng could be said to be beautiful, but to say that she was stunning was pure flattery. This had something to do with her dislike of makeup. Usually, after applying skincare products, she would go out to play without makeup. She looked like the girl next door.
Lin Yan thought of this and memories kept coming back to his mind. Su Cheng's concentration and seriousness at work, her generosity and understanding in life, and her occasional shyness when she shed her calm shell. Every frown and smile was cute in his eyes. It was as if they were engraved in his heart.
"Last question. I originally wanted to ask player Ran and team YM about their goals in this international competition, but someone had already asked for me in the pre-match interview." Yu Zhen continued with a smile, "Then I'll change my approach. Is the team confident in winning this international competition?"
"Of course we are confident. After all, we have the experience of winning a championship before. But this is the charm of the international competition. No one knows who will be the real winner until the last step." Lin Yan thought for a moment before replying, "All we can do is improve little by little, achieve small goals, and strive to be the last one laughing."
After putting down the microphone and saying goodbye to the LPL interview team, Lin Yan took a detour and rushed to his team's lounge.
Before he could take two steps, he bumped into team WE who were rushing to the stage with their peripherals.
Lin Yan noticed that Kandi didn't look good today. The dark circles under her eyes were not exactly similar to Maple's, but they were exactly the same.
It was probably because the past two days of hard work and practice had been too tiring.
Lin Yan thought to himself. He greeted a few members of WE and wished them good luck.
After passing through the corridor and turning around, the first thing he saw was Su Cheng standing against the wall outside the team lounge with a white hoodie in her hands.
The girl's mood was visibly low. Her thin shoulders were slightly tucked in as if she was trying to hide her thoughts. Her white sneakers tapped lightly on the ground. She took out her phone from her pocket and looked at the time. She looked left and right as if she was looking for something.
Then the two looked at each other. Su Cheng quickly stood up straight and opened her shoulders to smile at him. Lin Yan, who was familiar with his girlfriend, could tell something was wrong from the smile on her face.
"Why aren't you going in?"
Lin Yan, who was still thinking about his girlfriend five minutes ago, reached out his arm and pulled her into his embrace.
Su Cheng saw this and quickly straightened her body. If she was still close to the wall, Lin Yan's arm around her waist would be squeezed by the wall and her body.
Professional players relied on their hands to make a living. Su Cheng had always been aware of this.
She mumbled something that Lin Yan didn't hear clearly.
"What did you say?" Lin Yan saw that his girlfriend wasn't in a good mood and deliberately joked, "Don't imitate Wei."
"What does Wei mean?" Su Cheng asked subconsciously. Then she immediately reacted and blushed, "Why are you scolding me?"
"Tell me why you're unhappy."
Lin Yan stood outside the lounge with her. Ah P, who was passing by, had just come out of the washroom. His face was still wet. Lin Yan didn't know what happy event he had encountered, but the corners of his mouth were smiling like Angelina Jolie's.
Su Cheng watched the two top midlaners greet each other in simple English. She snuggled into his arms and sniffed. It was full of the fragrance of orange softener.
This was the brand of softener that she had picked for Lin Yan before. It was exactly the same as the one she usually used.
The key was that there were no other scents mixed in.
Su Cheng suddenly felt more at ease. She felt that she was a little pretentious when she saw Lin Yan's interview with the bullet screen full of "Perfect match".
Ah P mysteriously said that there would be a surprise today, but he didn't explain it clearly. Before he left, he even touched Lin Yan's chest and said that he could get some luck.
G2 had a match against Baidu Cloud's C9 tonight. It would definitely have a decisive impact on the situation in Group C. Ah P wished himself good luck.
Su Cheng looked at Ah P, who was extremely optimistic as he left. She gently stomped her feet that were a little numb from standing.
"Nothing, I just feel a little stuffy in the room." She found an excuse and smiled again as she pulled Lin Yan to the lounge.
Lin Yan looked suspiciously at his girlfriend's high ponytail jumping up and down. He still couldn't figure out the reason. He could clearly feel Su Cheng's disappointment just now.
When he opened the door of the lounge, his teammates and staff had already packed their backpacks and were ready to return to the hotel to prepare for the next group match.
Only Shiba Inu, who couldn't stand loneliness and liked to cause trouble, was still laughing at Mongoose. Although Phyllostachys Pubescens wasn't as strong as Jack, he was good at finding helpers.
Jin Gong's combat strength was definitely enough to crush the Shiba Inu, who was less than 1.7 meters tall. After a few punches, Jack immediately quieted down.
The group took a bus back to the Peninsula Liantou Hotel five kilometers away. They had to continue their training without rest.
The group stage of the global finals was very tight. The first cycle required three matches in four days. It was a test of a team's ability to adapt. If they were careless, they could lose all three matches in a row. The lesson of their first seed, Fire Man Ironforge, losing 0-3 was still fresh in their minds. YM could not afford to let their guard down.
YM's next opponent was TSM, led by First Senior Brother and Pearson. Although they weren't strong, they were definitely not weak either.
Lin Yan and his teammates did not rest when they returned to the hotel. They played a BO3 training match with the temporary team of sparring partners. After that, they went downstairs to the restaurant for dinner.
Team WE had also returned to the hotel. They defeated AHQ easily in 22 minutes and 28 seconds. Even with Kandy's black circles, it didn't affect his ability to farm the opposing team's wild boar.
AHQ, who was in the same group as G2, C9, and WE, had a bad chance of qualifying. With their current strength, they might not even win a single match in the group stage.
Only RNG remained at the Wuhan Sports Center. Tonight, they would be facing Ou Cheng and the veteran European e-sports powerhouse, FNC, led by Caps, nicknamed Baby Faker.
The two teams, including the sparring partners, had a total of thirty people. They occupied a corner of the hotel's restaurant.
Familiar team members sat together and chatted. Those who had nothing to do were browsing the news on their phones. This was one of the few times they didn't have to face the computer other than sleeping.
Lin Yan and Su Cheng sat side by side. Opposite them were Xiao Tian and Jack, the two brats who had just buried the hatchet.
During the training match, the Shiba Inu bravely flashed forward and died in the river, indirectly helping Phyllostachys Pubescens block Lucian's Holy Lance Baptism. This successfully restored the friendship between the two teams half a day earlier.
"What the f * ck, this First Senior Brother is going to make me laugh to death, hohoho …" Wild King, Eimy, who was at the next table, was scrolling through his phone as if he had found a big piece of news.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Jack was curious about this.
"Take a look for yourself." Wild King passed his phone to him.
Lin Yan wanted to take a closer look, but Jack's head blocked the entire screen. He couldn't see clearly.
What a big head.
Lin Yan complained to himself. He glanced at the title and then took out his phone to search on Weibo.
The video was an interview that the First Senior Brother had in the afternoon. Su Cheng saw that the three people at the table were all staring at their phones. She moved closer to Lin Yan and took a headset from her boyfriend.
On the screen, the First Senior Brother was sitting in a chair facing a reporter.
"What do you think of the Top 20 players from Fist this year?" The reporter's question was very sharp. "This is the third year in a row that you've been on this list. Your ranking hasn't been ideal."
The First Senior Brother, who was wearing a tight suit, answered the question with his hands like he was playing an accordion. The Chinese subtitles appeared at the bottom of the screen.
"Let me see, the Eddisi players ahead of me are Bang, Pray, Uzi, Zevn … and Jacky Love."
"There are a lot of ADC players in the Top 20 this year. I think I've been seriously underestimated." The First Senior Brother shrugged and said in a puzzled tone.
"Uzi is very strong. Bang and Pray are old rivals that I respect. Zevn is a big contributor to the G2 championship. He's also very strong, but I thought I'd be ranked ahead of Jacky Love."
"I don't know why Fist's ranking is so high." The First Senior Brother seemed to have a stomach full of complaints. "Maybe they're ranking based on the past year's results, but that's unfair to me. My results in the league are very good."
The First Senior Brother's results in the North American Pro League were very good. He had just received another summer championship trophy in his career a month and a half ago.
Moreover, he had never played against Jack. He was eliminated in the group stage of the S6 World Championship and did not have the chance to meet Jack, who was not in the same group. Furthermore, the First Senior Brother did not participate in this year's mid-season tournament. He had taken a leave of absence during the S7 Spring Tournament. At that time, the ADC of TSM who participated in the mid-season tournament was NotTurtle Bro, who was from the same generation as him.
Even though they had never met, the First Senior Brother's zero matches against Jack made him very confident.
He took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. "Tomorrow will be the first time I meet him. Even though YM is an extremely strong opponent, I'll defeat JKL on this stage to prove my strength. I'll prove that Fist's biggest mistake was to give the last place in the top 20 to Doublelift."
Was this the surprise Ah P was talking about?
Lin Yan finally understood why Perkz had a gloating smile on his face.
"Tsk." Jack had also finished watching the video. He looked at the braised pork in front of him and suddenly felt bored. "I'll be going up first."
He left as soon as he said that. He finished the cola in his cup in one gulp and left the table to head to the elevator.
"Aren't you going to take a look?" Su Cheng was still a little worried.
"It's nothing serious. He's probably going back to practice." Lin Yan felt his stomach tighten. "There's no way Jack will break his defense because of something like that. He's not Xiao Tian."
Phyllostachys Pubescens, who had just finished eating his melon and was happily munching on his beef burger, was full of question marks.
The Europeans and Americans were good at talking before matches. In this year's season, Ah P's antics had provoked YM and SKT. The two teams had pinned G2 to the ground and beaten them up.
After the incident, Ah P had restrained himself a lot. Now, he could basically control himself. At most, he would show off his talent in creating teams accurately during the trash talk segment.
However, the First Senior Brother did not seem to realize the seriousness of the problem. Ah P had probably received the interview at the same time as the First Senior Brother and knew about the news.
He could not wait for the First Senior Brother to be taught a good lesson. Ah P, who did not mind watching the show, felt that he was not the only one being beaten up. It was best to drag the NA team down with him.
Lin Yan sighed and hurriedly ate two more mouthfuls of rice. He had a feeling that after the First Senior Brother's antics, tomorrow would be another difficult and tiring battle. He had to eat more to conserve his energy for when the time came.
He habitually cleared his status bar and prepared to put away his phone. Just as he opened Weibo, a bunch of private messages flooded in. Lin Yan intended to take a quick glance and close the app.
However, the content of the private messages did not seem right. Lin Yan scrolled down one by one, his brows furrowed tighter.
In the private messages, a group of people had come to say that they were a good match for him. There were also many fans who had taken pictures of him when he was interviewed by Yu Zhen.
Lin Yan knew that something had gone wrong with the interview this afternoon. He did not understand how this group of people had linked him and Yu Zhen together. He had also been interviewed by Yu Zhen. At that time, there was no such thing. He could only attribute all of this to the huge amount of traffic in the World Championship.
However, he more or less understood why Su Cheng had stayed outside the lounge in low spirits this afternoon.
Lin Yan glanced at Su Cheng, who was sitting beside him and eating her Salt and Pepper Fried Fish. She seemed to be in a good mood.
He finished the French fries and Fried Fish on his plate with a heavy heart. The two of them got into the elevator together. Old Thief Sima was also with them.
As soon as Old Thief Sima entered the elevator, he pressed the seventh button. Then, he put his hands in his pockets and stared at the wall with a straight face.
Lin Yan let out a sigh of relief. He could finally think about something in peace.
At this moment, he was sincerely grateful to Shan Ni Ruo. Fortunately, Hanson had helped him beat Old Thief Sima into a coma. Otherwise, he would have had to make small talk on the way here.
The elevator went all the way up to the seventh floor. Old Thief Sima walked out of the elevator and turned around to nod at the two of them. Then, he left on his own.
Su Cheng was just about to return to the team's training room when she was pulled by Lin Yan to the window at the end of the corridor.
"What are you doing? I still have to go back and watch the recording." Su Cheng opened her eyes wide. She did not know what Lin Yan wanted to do.
"When I was interviewed this afternoon, you …" Before Lin Yan could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Su Cheng.
"It's okay, it's okay." Su Cheng knew that Lin Yan had found out the truth. She lowered her head. Her ears were red. Her mind was filled with the Chengzi scent on Lin Yan's body. "At that time, I was a little angry. Now, I've calmed down."
It was not that she had any opinions about Lin Yan being interviewed by Yu Zhen. That was just normal work. It was not a big deal. Su Cheng just could not stand the fact that when the two of them were in the same frame, the bullet screen would flood in.
The speaker did not mean it, but the listener meant it. The audience might have sent the bullet screen with the intention of teasing them, but the people involved would inevitably feel uncomfortable.
Lin Yan pulled her into his arms and gently kissed the girl's forehead. The warm touch was imprinted on their hearts. The girl's breath hit his chest, making his heart burn.
"I'll call Zeyuan and tell him. It's better to clarify this matter. Otherwise, it will affect everyone." Lin Yan had not opened his contact list when a call came in.
It happened to be the unlucky guy they wanted to contact.
Zeyuan, who was at the Wuhan Sports Center, had just finished his makeup and was preparing to commentate the second half of today's group stage.
The commentating work for the group stage was very busy because there was a lot of team information to prepare. Among the 16 teams, except for the familiar LPL, LCK, and a few other teams, the other teams were unfamiliar to the commentator.
If the commentator wanted to make a living, it was easier. It was not a big problem to figure out whether the next player was a water dragon or not.
However, Zeyuan, who was still on the rise in his career, obviously wanted to go further. He worked hard to record the teams he was not familiar with and then asked his colleagues who were responsible for commentating in other divisions. He tried to learn as much as possible about the players and the team's style. When he was confident, he would have something to show when he went on stage to commentate.
Zeyuan, who had been busy all day, wanted to play with his phone before going on stage and see how the netizens would scold him today.
However, he did not expect to be cheated on for no reason, and it was generously given to him by the audience.
Zeyuan's first reaction was to quickly communicate with Lin Yan. The two of them happened to have the same thought.
One of them had a training competition, and the other had a commentary mission. They quickly clarified the matter. Before hanging up the phone, they politely said that they would come out for a meal to improve their relationship.
"Don't keep anything to yourself in the future. If you don't tell me clearly, sometimes I can't guess." Lin Yan put away his phone and said to his girlfriend before the training competition started, "This kind of thing is easy to solve."
"No, no." Before Lin Yan could speak, Su Cheng was the first to retreat. "Don't post on Weibo. I'm very timid. If you do, your female fans will rush over and eat me alive."
Lin Yan heard Su Cheng, who could eat potato chips expressionlessly in front of Kayako, say that he was timid. He looked helpless. "Actually, you should just turn off the bullet screen."
"And fans are not that scary …" Lin Yan paused before he finished speaking.
"What's wrong?" Su Cheng was puzzled. She followed his gaze and looked back. Then, the four of them looked at each other.
"What a coincidence, what a coincidence."
The person on the other side spoke with a barbecued meat tone. It sounded like he came from the same place as Jin Gong. His eyes moved between Lin Yan and Su Cheng, who was in his arms.
"What a coincidence," Lin Yan's eyes swept over the chubby boy's cheeks, which were full of collagen. "Broiler, you're also here to admire the moon?"
The girl who was being held by the Broiler looked out the window. It had just rained in Wuhan, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.
"… Where's the moon?" she asked honestly.
Su Cheng facepalmed. "You guys talk. We'll go back first."
She grabbed Lin Yan's hand and walked to the YM training room. As she walked, she lectured Lin Yan, "Did you see that?
The Broiler didn't dare to make it public, and you dare to do it first? "
"That makes sense."
Lin Yan nodded in agreement. In his mind, he was thinking about when to tell the audience about this. Dragging it out like this wasn't a good idea.
…
October 6th, Friday. After a night of autumn rain, the blue sky of Wuhan in the early morning was white and dotted with cotton-like white clouds.
Lin Yan woke up early. With the help of his camera, he could even see the Yellow Crane Tower and Luojia Mountain on the other side of the Yangtze River.
The Wuhan Sports Center was especially lively today.
There were more than a million university students in the Wuhan area. Many of these students were fans of LOL. Even if they couldn't get the tickets due to the scalpers, they still took advantage of Friday's free time to support their favorite teams outside the stadium.
The stadium was still packed. All the ticketed seats were filled with spectators. Those who had entered early spontaneously formed a human wave in the audience. Many foreign reporters ran as fast as the Hong Kong reporters.
There was no team entrance ceremony today. The match started at three in the afternoon. Zhi Huan and Hao Kai sat in the commentator's seat and looked at the camera with a smile.
"The second day of the 2017 League of Legends Global Finals Group Stage is about to begin …" Zhi Huan's voice was very calm, and there was clearly something wrong with the way he enunciated his words. There was no decisiveness in his voice, and it sounded a little weak.
It was a waste of his talent to be a commentator. A hypnotist was more suitable for him.
"Yesterday, all three LPL teams won. It's a good start to the S7 World Championship!" Hao Kai was on the other end of the spectrum.
He was too easily agitated.
"Today, we still have two matches in the LPL. Group A, YM, against TSM at four in the afternoon, and Group C, WE, against G2 at seven in the evening!"
Zhi Huan nodded seriously. "Yesterday, senior brother also said that he would defeat Jack to prove his strength. To be honest, I don't think he can do it …"
He tried to analyze the strength of both sides' bottom laners from various angles. Unfortunately, he didn't grasp the timing well. The first match started before he could finish his sentence.
Group D, Lightning Wolves, against SKT.
Before the match, many people were full of confidence in Lightning Wolves. They thought that the Lightning Wolves, who was known to be Han Qixia's nemesis, could once again defeat SKT.
However, the results disappointed them greatly.
The top laner, Mimi Egg, was accurately picked off by Huni. Two solo kills were achieved within ten minutes. Maple, the Curved Tiger in the middle lane, was unable to gain an advantage over Faker. Betty and Snakeskin in the bottom lane were no match for the Wolf Club Combo.
Casa had just finished farming in his jungle and bought a green jungling knife when he saw that all three lanes were suppressed by the tower.
"WDNMD," he cursed under his breath with the vulgarities he had learned from Jack and Lin Yan two days ago. "Is this my hammer?
If only you guys had the advantage in one lane! "
All three lanes were suppressed. The lane control was firmly in SKT's hands. Casa didn't even dare to eat River Crab. He could only defend his own lane.
However, Little Peanut had no morals. He used the lane control of all three lanes to invade the jungle.
This was the most comfortable way for him to play. Last year, when he was with the Tigers, Little Peanut had played this style. As long as his teammates could take the initiative in the lane, he would be able to play to his advantage and dominate the opposite side's jungle, gank and counter.
Usually, SKT's lane control was too stable. They were unable to give their opponents enough pressure. Little Peanut could only farm in his own jungle and couldn't do anything else. Thus, Little Peanut could not be of much use.
Today, he dreamed of his peak form when he had personally kicked EDG out of the knockout stage a year ago. Even though Wolf King Casa was strong, he couldn't stand the fact that the jungler position was too reliant on his teammates. He was powerless in a situation where all three lanes were at a disadvantage.
25 minutes later, SKT easily defeated Lightning Wolves with the Twinkling Tower.
[FW Lightning Wolves?
They're just trash. They live up to their name!]
[I'm dying of laughter. How bad is the LMS division?
They can't even get the first win. Go to sleep!]
[Don't be so embarrassed. Even though HKA didn't make it out of the qualifiers, they still got the first win.]
[Even LMS's only lane, Lightning Wolves, can't hold on. This division is disbanded!]
Casa used a mouse pad to wrap around his keyboard and mouse. Out of habit, he tugged at the curly hair on his head. His expression was very helpless.
When he left the stage, he happened to see the YM players waiting for the match.
"Do you still remember what I said during the mid-season competition?" Lin Yan patted Casa's shoulder. "Your time is very valuable."
Xiao Tian, who was standing in front, almost said, "I'll wait for you in the Heavenly Book World."
According to the rules of Fist, players were not allowed to privately contact players whose contracts had not expired before the club's approval. He could only hint.
"… I'll consider it." Casa looked defeated. It was rare for him to agree.
The LMS division was too weak for Wolf King Casa. It was no exaggeration to say that even if Casa retired and played PUBG for half a year, he would still be able to enter the international competition once he came back.
The entire division was old and their professional level was not high. There was no fresh blood to increase their competitiveness.
Ximen Yeshui was already 24 years old. It was ridiculous for him to be able to enter the international competition even though his condition had deteriorated so quickly.
If Casa did not want to delay what little remained of his professional career, it was inevitable that he would leave the local division to find more suitable job opportunities.
Lin Yan took one last look at Casa's back as he left. He followed Xiao Tian onto the stage to adjust the peripherals.
"Next, our local LPL team, YM, will face off against the North American e-sports powerhouse, TSM!"
The enthusiasm of the fans below the stage instantly drowned out the commentator's voice. The momentum surged toward the players' seats in the center of the stage like an avalanche!
Dean Pearson and the jungler Horseman's faces turned green when they saw this scene.
Why did you provoke them?
If you want to provoke them, then so be it. Why did you have to drag us down with you?
The other four members of TSM had fought against YM in the mid-season competition. They knew how scary these people were, but they did not expect their senior to be so straightforward and provoke a group of fanatical fans.
They bitterly opened the customization key.
At this time, the big screen in the stadium played an interview as usual.
This time, the target was Jack. His face was still swollen. Coupled with his already fat body, he looked even fatter.
"Yesterday, senior was very dissatisfied that he was in the top 20 and felt that you were no match for him. What do you think of this problem?"
The director started with a group chat. The same question was asked to the players twice. It successfully attracted a large amount of attention.
"Everything depends on the performance on the stage. I don't think talking big before a match is scary. Being slapped in the face is the most painful."
Jack was very calm. His senior's words yesterday were not in the category of trash talk. He also chose to fight back.
"We also met TSM in the mid-season competition. At that time, they were not strong. Even though they changed their main ADC this time, I think this evaluation is still applicable."
Jack spread his hands, his face full of innocence.
"TSM, I'm not targeting anyone. I'm talking about everyone here …"