Widowed Bot Lane [eSports]

Xiao Zeyang felt that after the end of this year's summer competition, maybe he should really find time to go to Happy Valley to take a roller coaster ride or simply go jumping or something... so as to quickly exercise his psychological quality, the kind of success or success .

Otherwise, just one semi-final has already caused such a panic, and when it comes to the finals or the world championship... it is possible to accidentally get past it.

The words are a little exaggerated, but Xiao Zeyang really feels that the solution to this problem can be said to be urgent.

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"Now MAG has ushered in a strong period for their lineup, so even though AD doesn't have a double move, he still decided to go to the middle lane to force the second tower."

After seeing Xiao Zeyang accidentally give away a head when the rhythm was tight, the commentator Rui Ning, who is a fan of MAG, suddenly became tense and his voice changed a bit.

Qi La on the side hurriedly answered: "Although the support was reversed just now, the rhythm was indeed interrupted, making the operation of the game not as perfect as before, but objectively speaking, the impact is actually not that great, and on the other hand, HG's main goal now is to be with In the late stage of MAG, I pulled myself out of the rhythm of MAG, and quickly found a suitable comeback point."

"Yes, but then again, I really didn't expect that Jingshen, who has always been known for his calmness, would not hesitate to hand over flash and healing for his support. This can definitely be a breakthrough for HG. .”

"Actually, to be honest, I was also shocked at the time." Hearing this, Qi La couldn't help laughing: "Because although the situation just now does not seem to be a situation that is impossible to save at all, objectively speaking, it is actually More depends on luck..."

"I feel that Jingshen was doing it subconsciously at the time. Maybe he didn't think of it so much. The DF Erlian had already handed it over. It was the same as when I was playing games with my friends before. I saw him being squatted down. I'm going to save him..."

"So from these details, we can still see that the relationship between the bot lane team is really quite good."

After the two commentators finished speaking, they laughed in unison.

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Xiao Zeyang is naturally not as relaxed as the commentary state now.

Between forcing the big dragon and pulling out the second tower, Xiao Zeyang chose the latter, because there are more evacuation routes near the second tower than the dragon pit, and because Jing Fan's life-saving skills are almost zero now, Xiao Zeyang had to So decide.

"Urgot's TP is about 15 seconds away." Xiao Zeyang saw that Urgot was leading the route and Lu Cong was also walking down the road. He silently calculated the time: "Lu Cong, your TP..."

"Five seconds."

"The TP is ready, pass it from this ward and force it open," Xiao Zeyang said, while pinging a sight stone placed next to the enemy's red buff grass, with a firm tone: "We can definitely win."

"When did I put this eye in?!"

Yan Fusen, who had been wandering in the wild area, was taken aback. Although they had indeed been invading the enemy's field of vision, he never expected that they had invaded such a deep position.

Xiao Zeyang made a fortune in silence, and a spiritual vision was about to revive this deadlock.

"Don't let Niutou go first." Jing Fan instructed very cautiously.

The pawn line in the middle lane was quickly brought to the second tower, and HG, who had a keen sense of smell, quickly gathered in the middle lane. After seeing that Aoun was not nearby, Niutou also opened a scan to check whether there were any wards in the rear. stone or something.

But because Xiao Zeyang's eye position is indeed very spiritual, and Niutou didn't dare to go too far at this juncture, so he just scanned from nearby.

The line of soldiers was quickly cleared by the enemy's small cannons, and Snake Girl's tower defense ability was indeed a bit of a headache. Just when Xiao Zeyang was wondering whether to give up advancing and turn his head to Dalong to try to earn some income back, suddenly Wine Barrel threw an R skill into the crowd and blasted Xiao Zeyang who was standing in the front back.

Xiao Zeyang didn't panic, on the contrary, at this moment, he even felt a little lucky in his heart.

Because he saw that Lu Cong directly handed over the teleporter at the moment the group started, without hesitation for a second.

The time difference of the top laner TP was an excellent opportunity for MAG. I saw Gao Yuqi control the bull head in front of him without saying a word, and then a set of output hit the bull head's R skill.

Tamm with the E skill on his body is naturally very difficult to kill in seconds, especially Xiao Zeyang is always so precise in controlling the blood line, and will always open the gray shield at the last trace of blood and take another wave of damage.

Seeing Lu Cong's Aoen TP hit the ground with a sheep cry, he drove R and hit the AD Xiaopao standing at the back of the team.

Xiaopao wanted to use W to jump away, but the ledge of Gao Yuqi's rock sparrow had already pushed over. After Jing Fan's barb was hooked, a set of combo was played, and Xiaopao was instantly placed in the front row.

Xiao Zeyang flashed decisively, and Silk Blood fled the scene of the battle.

"Snake Girl! Snake Girl has R, Snake Girl has R," Xiao Zeyang said while escaping, and opened a scan to see if there is any vision around: "Stop fighting!"

It is said that to judge whether a team is strong does not depend on whether the players know when it is time to go up and play their lives, but that they are better able to give up as soon as they are good. Wave hits for bigger gains.

Because everyone in MAG also knew that Urgot, who was in the bottom lane before this time, was about to rush over, so after Jing Fan quickly clicked on the tower, even if he only needed to A again, the second tower in the middle lane could be demolished, but But he still chose to retreat backwards as Xiao Zeyang said.

It would be too bad to be killed by Urgot at this time.

"How long is it big?"

After making sure that everyone was not in danger, Xiao Zeyang asked lightly.

"15 seconds," Jing Fan said while looking at the number of kills: "You can force Dalong, their AD is useless."

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The audience in the audience is naturally not as thoughtful as the players on the field. They only know that the involvement of Bo Erta and the small group they played in the end are really refreshing.

The commentators also became very excited about this.

"After the wave of careless mistakes just now, MAG is now operating more steadily than before, especially in the bottom lane position. Because we know that AD does not have double moves, all decisions are made very carefully."

"And I have to say that this assistant Tamm's bloodline control is very limited, and he can't hold the damage flash until the last moment, and he is tightly grasped in his hand."

"Maybe it's because of the true transmission of Immortal Jin." The commentator couldn't help but smile.

If the situation between the two sides was still at [-]-[-] just now, it is now infinitely close to [-]-[-]. As long as Jing Fan's R skill and the CD of any summoner skill among them are over, then he is The best cub in the entire Summoner's Rift.

But the premise is that Xiao Zeyang has to be at the side, otherwise Luanxiu is quite easy to overturn.

At No. 207 minutes of the game, HG's lower and middle highlands have been completely pierced, and there is only one exposed crystal left in the top lane.

And from the faces of several HG players, it is not difficult to see that they are powerless at this moment, and the demolition of their home is probably the result of MAG casually raising their hands.

"Let's congratulate MAG for winning the first game of the semi-finals!"

After seeing a huge "victory" appear on the screen, Xiao Zeyang stood up and took off his earphones. All he heard in his ears were the crazy cheers and shouts of the audience.

He let out a long sigh of relief, didn't take a second look at the HG players, and hurried off the stage to prepare for the next second match.

He Weiming is definitely not willing to let them play the third game of BO3, because according to what he said before, playing extra matches is as difficult for them as working overtime without overtime pay.

If he loses again, he really has the heart to scold her.

"Just now, Xiao Cannon flashed and handed in early. In fact, he should wait for Tam to flash A when he doesn't have W, and then go straight W."

"It may not be possible to leave, Jing Fan had R in his hand at the time."

"The main reason is that they can get on that wave, or they can get on or not, otherwise they will lose the dragon directly."

Several people were still discussing various things that happened in the last game when they were leaving the game, but Xiao Zeyang was silent, holding a paper cup of oolong tea that he had already drunk in his hand, and squeezed it back again after it was deflated, over and over again. of.

When Jing Fan just left the field, he was stopped by several media, probably because he paid the organizer and walked through the back door, so he was qualified to ask questions to the players on the field.

But it is said to be a question, but in fact it can only ask one at most, and it is not certain whether it will be answered. Maybe there is a thorn in the face or the player is not in a good mood, and he will not even say half a word.

Because the players still need to communicate and exchange tactics for the next game after they are off the field, and the most important thing is that they need a few minutes of rest.

So it is precisely because of this that Xiao Zeyang is now the only one left to walk slowly at the end of the line. Without Jing Fan's company, he can only play boringly pinching paper cups.

Xiao Zeyang didn't think his performance was so good, at least not as good as he imagined.

When the lineup was first selected, Xiao Zeyang was actually full of confidence, but it turned out that the more he hit the back, the more uncomfortable he became.

"What's the matter, little sheep? Like your husband?"

After Gao Yuqi, Yan Fusen and Lu Cong finished speaking, they turned their faces and saw the silent Xiao Zeyang, so they smiled and put their arms around Xiao Zeyang's shoulders and asked a question.

"Brother, then don't make fun of me..." Xiao Zeyang gave a wry smile, threw the paper cup into the trash can in the corridor, and raised his head: "There were too many mistakes this time, and I have no face to face Jiangdong's elders."

"Jiangdong's elders may praise you later," Gao Yuqi laughed, "The time difference between the second tower was wrong and beautiful, and the tower also carried people and killed them. What a good rhythm."

"No way," Xiao Zeyang sniffed, his big watery eyes looked straight at Gao Yuqi: "I still have to win an MVP game before the finals."

"Let your husband get it for you."

"Tsk, bro..."

When Gao Yuqi said "your husband, your husband" just now, Xiao Zeyang wanted to stop him, but he thought that he would never say it a second time, so he didn't say any more, but who would have thought that he would come back now!

The person who got it was very embarrassed, so after pushing the door open and entering the lounge, Xiao Zeyang frowned and called Gao Yuqi to express his protest.

Gao Yuqi couldn't help but smile.

As soon as the few people sat down, Jing Fan followed in from the outside, still holding a handful of things in his hand.

When he felt that everyone's eyes were on the thing in his hand, Jing Fan directly chose to be frank and lenient: "The candy from the reporter..."

"I'm sure the female reporter," Gao Yuqi cut, showing a look of seeing through everything: "Come on Mengmeng, read it aloud to me, this thing is called Qiao, Ke, Li."

"Come and read to me, Qiqi, this thing is called M, V, P~"

Without waiting for Jing Fan to speak, Yan Fusen started to flirt, pointing to the Jing Fan's MVP page that appeared on the big screen in the lounge, smiling like a spring breeze and sunshine.

"It's not you, why are you so happy..." He Weiming couldn't help asking beside him.

"I don't know, I'm just very happy..." Yan Fusen said while showing a standard smile like a silly son of a landlord's family, looking at the stunned Gao Yuqi: "Inexplicably happy."

"Fuck! Why isn't my 5-1's Ruiz an M..." Gao Yuqi just wanted to protest, but suddenly remembered something and pointed the finger at Jing Fan: "Jing Fan, are you showing off your lust to the director again? about you!"

"Where did you come up with the word..."

Jing Fan raised his eyebrows, took out a bottle of water from the box on the ground, unscrewed it, took a sip, looked at Gao Yuqi in a state of incomparable calmness, and deliberately raised his head and shook his legs a few times.

Gao Yuqi was silent for a while, although he tried his best to look fierce and frightened Jing Fan, but Jing Fan still looked at him with the same expression as he looked at Corgi.

In the end, Gao Yuqi chose to sit down obediently, and while pulling out a piece of paper from the table to wipe off the shoes that were accidentally soiled when he left the stage, he muttered in a moderate voice.

"What the hell, the little sheep ran away with others sooner or later, you just watched..."

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