League of Competitive Era

Chapter 169 Pre-Match Analysis
The team's run-in was not smooth, and Xiao Snake's basic skills made Chen Mo feel uncomfortable. Now he doubts whether he hasn't played this game since he was forced to come on the bench.

In 10 minutes without interference, you can miss nearly ten knives. Let alone a professional player at this level, even the Platinum division is not enough.

Chen Mo thought about it carefully. Back then, he had been playing the game for less than a month, and it wasn't so miserable to make up damage without interference.

In desperation, Chen Mo had no choice but to change the way of training.

"Let's forget about the team's running-in. Little Snake, you should practice your basic skills first, and rank a few more rounds to find out how you feel."

Hearing this, the little snake shrugged without feeling the slightest bit ashamed.

In his opinion, after Vulcan's hand injury, it was too late for the club to make a temporary substitution. He is now an indispensable person in this team.

"Anyway, if you can't beat SAG, no matter how hard you train, it will be futile. The tickets for the S game have already been obtained, so what if the summer championship is handed over to them."

Of course, in this case, he only dared to think about it in his heart. He wanted to apologize to all the fans for being cowardly before the fight.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that within seven days, the game will be restored!"

The little snake patted his chest, and said solemnly.

Chen Mo and Yu Ye looked at each other, and they both saw a little helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Perhaps pinning your hopes on him, it's better to think about how to fight the disadvantaged situation."

Chen Mo sighed and resigned to his fate.

……

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, a week has passed.

In the past seven days, apart from eating and sleeping, several people in RT have been training all the time, and everyone is working hard, except for the little snake.

In seven days, this B didn't make any progress, except for the prescribed training, he never worked overtime.

Chen Mo saw him playing other games during training time more than once.

Regarding his attitude, Chen Mo reminded him a few times by insinuating, but after seeing that he still hadn't repented, he gave up.

You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep. For this kind of player, Chen Mo completely gave up.

The day before the game, the players rarely practiced, but sat around with coaches and analysts to discuss tomorrow's game.

Because of Vulcan's affairs, Manager He has been busy these days. He looks very tired, his face is pale, there are dark circles on his eyes, and he looks like he has a kidney deficiency.

"For tomorrow's game, Vulcan will definitely not be able to play, so it's just you guys, I don't know how you get along?"

Manager He looked at the others and asked.

Hearing his words, Coach Liu Jian shook his head, "The situation is not very good. When Vulcan is here, we have little chance of winning against SAG. With substitutions in the middle, the hope is even slimmer."

Chen Mo sat in his seat without saying a word, he didn't tell the little snake's condition.

At this point, it doesn't make much sense to speak out, and substitutions are out of the question until the end of the summer split.

Instead of exposing the conflict, it's better to pretend that you don't know anything. Anyway, after the game is over, it won't be too late to settle the score.

"The five players of SAG are all very strong, but I think the most important thing to pay attention to is their middle field, tiger and mklove, the two players cooperate very well..."

An analyst told the situation slowly, with some worries in his words.

For Chen Mo, they are all at ease, but for the little snake, it is the best situation not to be hanged and beaten.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Xiao Snake raised his hand and said to himself: "I dare not say anything else, as long as I can elect the Tsar, I can definitely hold on."

The analyst bowed his head in thought.

"Choosing the Tsar means that we have to ban Conte heroes like Enchantress first, that is to say, we need to use one or two more ban positions in the middle, and we need to grab the heroes first. In this way, we may be in the The BP stage is at a disadvantage."

Another analyst went on to say: "And without Vulcan, SAG doesn't need to waste BAN positions in the middle, and there are more restrictions on other positions..."

Manager He next to him became more and more irritable as he listened to it. After repeated analysis, RT's winning percentage was almost wiped out by the analysis.

He patted the table and said impatiently: "Just tell me, how likely are we to win?"

Coach Liu Jian thought for a while, and said, "There is only [-]% hope...not to be blocked."

"That is to say, you are sure to lose?"

Manager He was a little anxious, this feeling of disparity in strength was really fucking uncomfortable.

Seeing Manager He's expression, Coach Liu Jian patted him on the shoulder: "Relax a bit, anyway, we already have the qualifications for the S competition, at worst, let's advance as the second seed."

Hearing this, Manager He could only nod unwillingly. The difference between the No. [-] seed and the No. [-] seed is not a little bit.

Although they have to play the group stage first, when the lottery is drawn, the No. [-] seed is the one drawn, and the No. [-] seed is the one drawn, and the initiative is in the hands of others.

Manager He looked around the crowd, and finally fixed his gaze on Chen Mo. He might be RT's last hope.

"Chen Mo, are you sure about tomorrow's match?"

The sudden question caught Chen Mo off guard. After thinking about it, he shook his head.

"This... I can only guarantee a [-]-[-] split with mklove, I can't say anything else."

He actually wanted to say that if the little snake didn't get blown up, the winning rate would be at least [-]%, but if he thought about it carefully, with the little snake's strength, if he didn't get blown up, he would be a ghost.

Facing an aging player like mklove, Chen Mo is not very hypocritical.

Because these people don't look like they are famous, but they are really inferior to young people in terms of hand speed operation. What they are good at is their awareness and competition experience.

But in these respects, under Chen Mo's systematic training, he is not much different from them.

After all, I train in my sleep every night, and the experience is not bad at all.

"If you can, I suggest Chen Mo that you focus more on SAG's bottom lane. The persimmons should be soft, and their bottom lane is soft persimmons." Coach Liu Jian seemed to think of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Go down?"

Chen Mo is a little puzzled. Among all the lanes, he dislikes gank the most in the bottom lane. There is no other reason, and the success rate is too low.

"That's right, it's the next road!"

Coach Liu Jian nodded, "Compared to others, their AD players are not that strong, and the cooperation with attack is not so tacit. This is their only breakthrough."

"In that case, I know."

Chen Mo nodded, indicating that he understood.

Several people discussed the details again, and the sky gradually darkened. Manager He stood up and clapped his hands to encourage everyone.

"Tomorrow is the game. I hope everyone will not feel pressured. It is natural to get the champion of the summer game, but don't be discouraged if you don't get it. We can fight back in the S game. For tomorrow's game, I don't want to win. , but I hope everyone can play our RT demeanor!"

(End of this chapter)