At this time, a comment flashed across the broadcast room, attracting Jin Taixiang's attention.
[Let's talk about hot knowledge. The first sign of a strong team's fall is that it becomes harder and harder to win the game. Since YM started playing against BLG, the average length of the four BO3 matches has exceeded 35 minutes. What does this mean?]
Doinb felt that this statement was correct.
The most fundamental reason for a strong team's fall was that they were unable to play with their previous style advantage. Their decision-making frequently failed, and their players were unable to suppress their opponents.
In other words, their ability to end the game became weaker.
They could only drag the game as far as possible and find a chance to win the game as safely as possible.
From a spectator's point of view, YM seemed to fit this characteristic very well.
But Doinb felt that this was the reason why YM was so abnormal.
When those strong teams pulled their legs, the lineup and tactics they used were all what they were good at.
But YM was completely different.
The change in their style was too strange.
A few days ago, they were still playing late-game operations against BLG. Then, they met a brute like IG and were able to play two rounds of close to 100 kills.
When facing other teams, YM continued to change their playstyle.
In the two regular matches against Snakes and Top, Lin Yan chose to play late-game mid lane magic cores like Clockwork. Jin Gong also stopped playing Warriors. It was obvious that the lineup would only be able to play in the 30-minute head-on team battle.
This was completely different from their previous preference for small-scale team battles and mid-game play style.
As a top player, Doinb knew that there was a so-called comfort zone in professional teams.
For example, RNG. During this year's Spring Season playoffs, they changed from their original combination of mid and jungle to a true four-one system.
Because Ouze was ridiculously strong at the time, as long as they were willing to protect him, they could win most of the games. As a result, RNG relied too much on Uzi. Sometimes, they didn't even know how to win if they didn't help the bottom lane.
This was the comfort zone. The high win rate brought by the four-one system was enough to make the team addicted.
After the start of the Summer Season, RNG realized that top, mid, and jungle were the favorites of the new version. In order to ensure their results, they could only force their way out of the comfort zone and gradually explore a new tactical system.
Although RNG, who mainly played top and jungle, was also a top-tier team in the LPL, there was still a big gap between their strength and the four-one system.
After all, to suddenly change the team's style, from the players to the coaching staff, they had to go through a painful period.
The hero pool, the handling of the minions in the early and mid stages, the positioning in the team battle … Every single skill had to be adapted to.
This would greatly affect the team's chances of winning.
No team could master all the tactics in the professional arena at the same time, and YM was no exception.
Thinking of this, Doinb could not help but frown.
YM's recent matches were like RNG, changing their tactical style in an attempt to break out of their comfort zone.
However, the direction they chose to change was very unscientific.
If RNG stepped out of their comfort zone to embrace the version, then from Doinb's point of view, YM was going against the version.
Other than the bloody battle with IG, YM's play style in the rest of the matches was very slow.
Thinking about it, it was easy to understand. They had chosen a system that they were not used to. Naturally, they would not be able to figure out the right path in a short period of time. They were not familiar with this kind of lineup and when they should engage in battle.
Moreover, Lin Yan's choice of Clockwork could not drive the pace in the early game. These two reasons combined forced the team to drag it out into the late game.
But now, they took two minutes to farm River Crab and eight minutes to farm Canyon Vanguard. Didn't your midlaner Clockwork Victor have Cat Biscuits?
All the resources in the early and mid stages were given away. They used the little dragon to trade for Vanguard and bet on the late game Ancient Dragon.
It was only because YM relied on their individual strength and high team execution that they could drag it out until the Ancient Dragon was born.
At present, this kind of playstyle that dragged out the late game was only used by BLG, Snake, and a few other teams.
There was no need to say much about BLG. Snakes' midlaner guoguo was suitable for the summer version of Little Enchantress. Zoe had a 0% win rate and could only play Clockwork Vampire and let his teammates drag out the development time for him.
Currently, both teams were in the middle and lower tier of the league. It was difficult for them to even enter the playoffs. Wasn't YM courting death by copying their tactical system?
If they imitated the playstyle of the middle and lower tier teams, would they be competing with them in the future?
As everyone knew, Fist's game environment would be updated every six months, which was the pre-season version in November and the mid-season version in May. These two changes would involve the jungle and directly cause the focus of the game to change.
The remaining minor versions were basically character reworks and minor adjustments to the equipment heroes and runes. No matter how they were adjusted, because the resources in the jungle were not changed, the focus of the game would not change either.
The mid-season version had changed River Crab and Canyon Vanguard, which meant that there would not be any changes to these two jungle resources before the World Championship.
The overall tone of this year's Fist's World Championship was to lean towards the upper half. It would increase the bloodlust in the early and mid stages and force the teams to fight.
Brainless operations that dragged out the late game would definitely not survive this year.
Doinb's brain was spinning rapidly.
The most important problem was here.
Even he knew that dragging out the late game would lead to death. How could YM not know?
If it were other coaches who only knew how to order takeout, Doinb might not be suspicious.
However, YM's current coaching system was recognized as the top in the entire LPL.
In addition, there was Lin Yan, who had an outstanding understanding of the game. If this group of people did not understand the direction of Fist's World Championship this year, it would be ridiculous.
Since YM knew that the Fist's World Championship emphasized the early and mid stages, why would they still play the mid and mid game?
Just for fun?
Control points?
Doinb thought about it in detail.
At this time, his live broadcast room was filled with question marks.
For nearly half a minute, the audience saw Jin Taixiang sitting motionlessly in his chair. He did not even blink once.
Coupled with the game recording that was paused, the live broadcast room was completely stagnant. The audience thought that their network was lagging.
After refreshing once, they realized that it was not their problem. They could only use question marks to remind Doinb.
However, this was of no use. Doinb was still in a daze.
It was not until the sound of a WeChat voice call suddenly rang that he was pulled back from his thoughts.
Jin Taixiang glanced at the phone screen and saw the other party's WeChat name.
Coca-Cola, salty and spicy tofu pudding, sweet dumplings and sweet mooncakes.
He quickly picked up the voice call.
"Hello, hello, hello?" Jin Taixiang said first.
Faced with the question, he answered honestly, "Yes, I can roughly guess …"
A moment later, Doinb, who heard the praise, laughed like a strong pot. "Oh, you're too kind, too kind!"
Then he immediately made a promise. "Don't worry, I definitely won't say anything. I've always been a tight-lipped person!"
The audience in the live broadcast room who did not know the truth was confused.
Kim Tae-xiang responded twice before hanging up the call.
He glanced at the bullet screen and found that they were very interested in the other party of the voice call.
"Don't ask, brother. I definitely won't reveal the identity of the person who called."
Doinb even turned off the game replay webpage.
The bullet screen was suddenly filled with heated comments.
There were many YM supporters squatting in his live broadcast room. Since Lin Yan and the others did not broadcast, this group of anxious fans could only gather at Doinb's place, hoping to find out the reason for the team's sudden collapse from his review.
Who would have thought that Doinb would not replay the game!
They criticized Jin Taixiang for using the title of the game replay but not doing anything serious.
Seeing the reaction of the bullet screen, Doinb hurriedly said, "I can only say that I understand what's going on. I can't say much about what I don't understand. There are too many implications.
"The only thing I can reveal to you is …
"YM's winning rate in mock competitions is very high, the kind with a high explosive rate."
【？？？
Are you trying to be a riddle man?]
[What's the use of winning rate in mock competitions?
If that could be counted, TSM would have won the championship long ago.]
[There's a saying. Teams with a high winning rate in mock competitions are not necessarily strong, but teams with a low winning rate are basically useless.]
Doinb ignored the bullet screen. He opened the game app and changed the title of his live broadcast room while he was at it. "Reach the Summit of the Canyon in 30 Days (1/30). Current diamond: 0!"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yan scooped two spoonfuls of soup and poured it over his rice. He watched as the white and tough rice grains were dyed a glossy brown. Satisfied, he stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth.
Fortunately, he had taken a look at Doinb's live broadcast during dinner. Otherwise, YM would have been very busy the next day if Doinb had accidentally revealed his suspicions.
He turned around to look at the dormitory area and happened to see Guo Hao humming a tune as he carried his suitcase to a corner.
"I'm starving. Your braised chicken smells so good!" He walked over, took a pair of chopsticks from the cupboard, and casually picked up a piece of chicken.
"Do you know the value of Yang Mingyu's …"
Before Lin Yan could finish his sentence, he noticed that Manager Guo's chopsticks did not stop moving. Instead, he went straight for the green peppers in the lunchbox. It was similar to Sun Xiaochuan's ten chopsticks in a second. Lin Yan immediately became anxious.
'You've already given me food. What am I supposed to eat?
Who's going to give me the nutrients I lack? '
"Do you know how big of a public relations crisis I've just solved for you?"
"What do you mean?" Guo Hao was stunned.
Lin Yan explained the cause and effect to him clearly.
This time, Guo Hao was no longer in the mood to fight for food with his mid laner. He first borrowed Lin Yan's tablet and watched the replay of Doinb's live broadcast. Finally, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"It's all thanks to you … But if he can see through it, doesn't that mean a lot of people can guess our plan?"
He was still a little worried.
"You're thinking too much." Lin Yan swallowed the fried egg in his mouth. "Do you think there are that many Doinbs?"
He did not dare to say anything else, but in terms of understanding the game, there were not many players and coaches in the entire LPL who were better than Jin Taixiang.
And many of these people worked in YM.
"But it's better for us to play normally in the next game." He thought for a bit and said, "Let's get into the groove."
Since the start of the match against BLG, YM had not used the tactical system they were good at.
Practicing in the training match was not enough. Lin Yan was afraid that the team would continue like this. When the regular season ended, not only would they have fooled the game designer, but they would also lose themselves. If that happened, they would not be able to get back the feeling of playing the game.
"Okay." Guo Hao did not object. After all, he was not the one playing. "You can talk to the team tonight."
…
"Liu Qingsong controls Bull's Head, Warchief to blink, WQ to support Xi Ye and directly start the team battle!"
Wang Duoduo's tone was impassioned. "Jack and Kesha activated R [Hunter's Instinct] and rushed to the flank of WE's formation. At the same time, they cast W [Void Search]. The RW combo accurately hit Mystic and together with Akasya's Rainstorm, they lowered her health!"
Brother-in-law's Dusk was hit by this combo and was forced to use healing spells and blink to distance himself.
"Captain Jin Gong unleashed his ultimate. 957 rushed towards YM alone, planning to sell himself so that his teammates could escape …"
"But no one cared about him. Everyone from YM went straight for WE's backline!"
Mongoose's Olaf was not afraid of death. Under the effect of Gods of Dusk, he picked up his dual axes and charged into WE's formation.
As the commentator's voice became louder and louder, Lin Yan's Little Temptress cut in from the side and blinked to WR to step on three players!
The health of WE's players dropped by a large chunk!
Instant explosion!
"Kesha blink and two normal attacks to take Mystic down. She faces the pursuers and chooses to activate Golden Body to save herself!"
Jack had attracted enough firepower. Lin Yan and Jin Gong were enough to finish the battle.
"WE's equipment is too bad. They can't even fight. Now they are being smashed into pieces by YM's charging system!"
As Mongoose's axe fell, Xi Ye's Galio was also hacked to death!
ACE！
The cold and emotionless female voice echoed in Xi 'an WE's stadium.
WE's fans who were holding up all kinds of support cards were stunned.
Reach, who was streaming, moved away from the monitor. He didn't want to watch this match anymore.
WE's towers collapsed one by one. The comparison between the two teams on the screen became more and more exaggerated.
25 minutes.
16,000 economy difference.
18: 1.
The only kill that WE had obtained was when Seer had used her Blink skill to forcefully swap out Little Sleepyhead while being overrun in the middle lane tower.
They couldn't see any hope of victory in the entire match.
In the player's seat, 957 was at a loss.
What the hell happened?
This match fully displayed the characteristics of the top lane. 957 was still facing off against Jin Gong when the mid and bottom lanes collapsed in the blink of an eye.
He didn't understand. As soon as his crocodile made a Black Cut, Lin Yan's Little Temptress was already wielding a 50: 50 Echo + Magic Staff.
This was too f * cking ridiculous!
He was a prehistoric crocodile, but he couldn't even take a single hit from Little Temptress!
What was the point of fighting?
WE's fans were numb.
They originally thought that YM had pulled their legs and were happy that their home team could win.
But YM, the wolf, lifted up the sheepskin on their body and revealed their sharp claws. They tore through WE's fragile defense.
"YM's performance today has improved. They easily defeated WE 2-0 …"
The hallucinatory slow voice made people want to sleep.
But YM's fans didn't care.
From Xi 'an's stadium to the streaming room, they were celebrating excitedly.
[YM is so cool. Including BP and halftime, they crushed WE in 77 minutes.]
[Adding the two matches together, the kill ratio is 44: 3. YM really went all out.]
[I told you that YM had a condition problem before. With a little adjustment, wouldn't YM take off again?]
[This team is really strange. They even dragged out the post-game operations with Snakes. In these two matches, WE almost didn't get to see what the Dragon looked like.]
White Crescent stood at the backstage entrance and saw the YM members bow after shaking hands. He went up and punched each of them.
"Do you want to die?" he laughed. "Are you trying to disgust me?"
When YM lost twice in a row, he only felt that it was strange. Now, White Crescent understood.
This group of people was just putting on an act!
"It's like this. I have no choice, Sister Li." Although Lin Ran said this, he did not sound apologetic at all. "After this game, the regular season will come to an end. We still have to win before the Asian Games to get some good luck."
"BSYY, are you coming with us later?" Lil 'Tian asked.
"Let's go together. We'll go out for a meal and then go to the airport." White Crescent nodded. "I've already packed my suitcase."
"Brother Xiba, what about you?"
"… Red Rice and I will fly directly to Seoul. We'll go to Jakarta at the end of August," Jin Gong said in a low voice.
"We'll be enemies if we meet again." Jack tiptoed and patted his shoulder. "This time, I'll teach you a lesson."
Jin Gong raised his eyebrows.
He didn't need to wait until the Asian Games started. He could let Shiba Inu know why the flowers were so red.
After two blood-curdling screams, Jack collapsed on the chair, his face ashen. The blood flow in his neck had been stimulated.
After eating a Sanqin set meal at a local restaurant in Xi 'an, the YM team and White Crescent arrived at Xianyang International Airport.
They split into four groups.
Lin Weixiang, Guo Hao, and some of the training department staff would return to Shanghai. For the next two weeks, their workload would be very light.
White Crescent, Nakano Shimofu, and the other three would go to Shenzhen, the base of the China Asian Games team.
Gouba would go to Taipei alone to meet up with the LMS team members and the coaching staff.
As for Red Rice and Jin Gong, they would go to Seoul for training.
The flight to Korea boarded first. Red Rice and Jin Gong carried their suitcases and prepared to leave.
"Take care!" Lin Yan shook their hands and said goodbye.
"Don't hold back when the time comes. Just fight as you should," Ji Mugong said with a serious expression. "I don't want to go easy on you."
"Friendship is friendship. The Asian Games is another matter."
Originally, LCK didn't want to recruit players from overseas. First, it was too troublesome. Second, there were many strong teams in China. If they had to give their spots to overseas teams, the Asian Games cake wouldn't be enough.
However, MSI's loss made them realize the reality.
Korea's main goal wasn't to divide the cake, but to win a gold medal to boost morale.
LCK hadn't beaten YM in a long time. The Asian Games was a rare opportunity that they had to seize.
For this reason, they pulled in the foreign aid top laner Jingong and coach Hong Mi into the team.
They were very eager to win the championship.
Under these circumstances, Jin Gong naturally didn't care about the ways of the world.
The competition was the competition.
"Don't worry," Phyllostachys Pubescens said darkly, "This time will be unforgettable. I'll show you who's the boss of the team."
Jin Gong wanted to scratch his neck, but Xiao Tian was very agile. He hid behind Lin Yan and didn't give Ji Mugong a chance to attack.
In order to catch the flight, Jin Gong could only threaten him before he left with his suitcase and followed behind Red Rice.
Then, they sent off the two groups of people heading to Shanghai and Taipei.
Finally, it was Lin Yan's turn.
He held his boarding pass and took one last look at Xi 'an before he boarded the flight to Shenzhen with his teammates.
After two and a half hours of flight, it was 10: 20 at night when they arrived in Shenzhen.
They picked up their luggage and went straight to the McDonald's at the airport.
There were still many people sitting in the fast food restaurant.