Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

After a season of careful guidance, the entire JHG team pays more attention to the control of vision than before.

Interested people, if they replay the video of their summer games, they will find that everyone in the team will buy a real eye every time they go home to produce equipment, as long as the economy allows.

Even if it is an ADC that needs output very much, BUBOR often buys real eyes to look for opportunities to put grass, to ensure that he can develop safely and stably online.

It can be said that such a concept has been deeply implanted in the minds of every team member.

In the first match against the Australian wild card team in the group stage, they still maintained the good habit of buying and doing wards.The audience watched the exciting and intense match between the two sides intently. Every time he advanced or sent the pawn line forward, Liao Yi would scan and walk on the flanks of his teammates. Eye.

Because the game has reached 48 minutes and entered the late stage, the economic gap between the two sides is no longer that important. Almost every player in every position has updated their equipment, and all the magic equipment they should have is complete.

A wave of team battles will determine the outcome.

The competition is no longer about the strength of individual online duels, but about who can avoid making mistakes, who can play more resiliently, and who can make more decisive decisions to win the game.

As the commander of the team, Liao Yi tensed every nerve in his body. He was highly concentrated and issued instructions from his mouth. Only the breathing of his teammates was heard in the voice channel of the team. Everyone kept their voices clean tacitly. Sometimes, the noisy chatter will distract attention and delay the fighter.

Switching back and forth to the mini-map, silently calculating the time for all kinds of wild monsters to spawn, Liao Yi frowned: "It's time to farm the ancient dragon."

"Our vision over there is blocked." HANK's voice was slightly hoarse.

As he said, the last light on the map near Xiaolong Pit had just gone out, and now that area was plunged into complete darkness.Amidst the nervous heartbeat, the breathing rate unconsciously accelerated, and Liao Yi had no time to think about it, so he pinged the signal to Longkeng.

"Come here, I'll find a chance to take a look at the blood volume, they should be fighting dragons!"

Risking his life, Liao Yi lit up the jewelry and took a look at the dragon's blood volume——

Already only a third!

When the Australian wild card team faced the top-seeded team in the LPL division, their combat effectiveness was astonishing, and their tactical execution was also quite swift. They successfully disrupted JHG's advancement rhythm several times in the early and mid-term. Dragging the game to the late stage.

Seeing this, the teammates no longer hesitated, gathered near the upper and lower rivers in Xiaolong District, adjusted their positions, and the team battle was about to break out.

"This wave must be fought!"

"Let's go over and force them out of the Dragon Pit!"

"It's up to you to snatch the dragon, God Z!"

"Come on, Daddy Daddy!"

The voices of his teammates kept ringing in Rong Ling's ears. He was dripping with cold sweat, staring at Longkeng without even daring to breathe. He knew that this was the key to turning the situation around!

However, what flashed through his mind was the video he had watched before the match.

The young jungler of the Australian wild card team, the blind monk jumped down the dragon pit to grab the dragon to the extreme, and escaped from the sky with five movements in one second.

Such an operation... the hand speed should have broken through the highest value of his usual test!

The pressure came like a mountain. The moment Rong Ling saw the ancient dragon's blood line, he subconsciously made a series of operations: Q flash R and press punishment at the same time.

Heartbeat almost stopped!

Got it yet?

"JHG's jungler jumped into the dragon pit, will he grab this key ancient dragon? Ah! No... Dalong was punished by the Australian jungler! It should be punished by two people almost at the same time, but Z God was a little earlier by 0.01 seconds, and I saw that there were 2 drops of blood left, but I was punished later!" The commentator shouted excitedly.

The Australian team, bathed in the golden dragon's blood burning effect, instantly reversed the situation on the field.

The four JHG outflanked each other from different directions. They originally planned to force the opponent out of the dragon pit and create opportunities for the jungler to grab the dragon.But after failing to grab the dragon, their scattered positions were immediately broken by the enemy group.

"No, stop fighting, withdraw!" Liao Yi bit the tip of his tongue, the smell of blood spread in his mouth, he shouted hoarsely, and retreated while fighting, and ran to the wild area nearby to protect Xiaobu.

In this kind of collapse and escape, we can only stop losses as much as possible, and the most important output point must not fall!

However, Liao Yi tried his best and still failed to keep BUBOR.

The two were intercepted one after another, and other teammates also fell back and forth.

Only Rong Ling, who was bloody after failing to snatch the dragon, was left.

The Australian team sent two people to prevent Rong Ling from going home, and the remaining three led the troops to the high ground to demolish the front tooth tower!

Two-thirds, one-third, one-fifth... The front tooth tower fell down!

Rong Ling was so anxious that his eyes were red. When he faced the siege and interception of two enemy generals, he broke out with crazy fighting power again, and even killed one of them, forcing the other to retreat.

But it's too late!

Rong Ling stared at the return to the city to read the article, his eyes were hot, and the turbulent emotions were stuck in his chest... No, there is still time, maybe he can arrive, he can fight back, he can keep the base crystal...

The fastest resurrection time for teammates is still 10 seconds, just delay for 10 seconds! ! !

All the teammates were yelling in the channel, FAITH almost took off the keycaps, and the countdown was almost driving people crazy.

Exploding the hand speed to the fullest, Rong Ling is menacing, incarnating the fearsome killing god of Summoner Canyon.

But there are three of his opponents!

After chasing down his top laner and returning home with full blood, TP went to the main crystal of the JHG base!

Rong Ling fell down.

As he fell, the crystal exploded behind him.

Lost.

Rong Ling felt like the sky was falling. After the match, the camera flashed past the JHG team's game booth, and it just happened to capture the empty and absent eyes of this excellent jungler.

Not far from him was Liao Yi who couldn't believe the result, his fair and handsome face was full of unwillingness and disappointment in himself.

The expression made people feel extremely distressed.

But, after all, he lost.

And still lost to the wild card team.

From the players to the staff to the fans who support and love the JHG team, everyone seems to have been slapped hard.

The burning, the shame, the humiliation, the humiliation.

Striding into the lounge with a cold face, Liao Yi heard the staff discussing in a low voice: "... In the other two groups, K1 and MG both won their opponents, and now they each get 1 point..."

The uncontrollable irritability was burning in his body, Liao Yi squeezed his fingers, turned around to look for Rong Ling, and found the familiar figure curled up in a chair in the corner far away, with his head in his hands, his body gently trembling.

Everyone is not feeling well.

But Rong Ling's reaction was particularly intense.

Liao Yi came to his side, just put his hand on Rong Ling's arm, he was slapped away severely.

"Do not touch me!"

Like a wounded beast, Rong Ling's eyes were red, his forehead was disheveled, and his eyes seemed to be eating people.

Liao Yi squatted down in front of Rong Ling, and pressed his hands on Rong Ling's shoulders, competing with Rong Ling's resistance, and forcibly pulled his arms away to the sides.

Rong Ling struggled fiercely, and the chair made a teeth-piercing sound.

"Bastard, you fucking... let me go!"

Rong Ling seemed to have thorns all over his body, he kicked Liao Yi's stomach, Liao Yi fell down with a muffled groan, Rong Ling stood with his fists clenched and his waist bowed, his eyes gleamed faintly.

The quickest to react slammed the door shut.

The rest of the teammates and staff wanted to step forward but didn't dare to come.

Liao Yi rubbed his stomach and got up with a frown: "Ling, you..."

"It's all my fault! Blame me, okay? It's all because of me..." Rong Ling's voice was hoarse, painful and remorseful, "If I can grab the dragon... we can win... Blame me for being too bad at the game Only then..."

"How can this be your fault?" Liao Yi pulled Rong Ling and patted him on the cheek, "Don't blame yourself, the game was played by five people, if we didn't play well, we all made mistakes."

"That's right, God Z..."

"Don't be sad, we don't know what to say if you are like this."

"It really depends on luck to grab a dragon, only 2 drops of blood, there is no way."

The teammates breathed a sigh of relief and spoke out to persuade them.

Rong Ling shook his head, he bit his lip so hard that he didn't feel it when he bit his lip, he tried hard to push Liao Yi away: "It's me...I didn't bring the rhythm...it's all because of me..."

"Don't talk!" Liao Yi had no choice but to raise his voice and forcibly interrupted Rong Ling. He patted Rong Ling on the back and pressed him to his shoulder with a little force. Don't fight me! The ancient dragon Nabo shouldn't fight, we just go back to defend the high ground..."

"It was also difficult to defend the high ground, and the pawn line was not very good at that time."

"I should go back and deal with the pawn line first. Even if they take the dragon, they won't be able to get to the high ground if the pawn line pushes back..." Others began to summarize the mistakes they made in the game just now. Zero remorse.

Slowly Rong Ling listened to it, he understood all these principles, but at the moment when he failed to grab the dragon, a huge sense of failure enveloped him, his face was gray and defeated, and he wanted to punch himself.

Liao Yi was the first to hold down his wrist forcefully, his five fingers tightly wrapping Rong Ling's angry and trembling fist.

"...Last year, I also..." Rong Ling swallowed hard, his voice broken and hoarse, "The regular season played smoothly, and then I swelled up... I was beaten like a dog in the world finals... I lost to the weakest team first team, and then no one can beat them, the more they beat the better, the No.1 team can't get out of the line..."

Liao Yi pressed the back of Rong Ling's head, forcing him to raise his head and look at him.

"It was the same with us last year!" He looked behind his back and raised his chin. "JHG also lost at the beginning of the World Championship last year, losing two games in a row. At that time, everyone thought we were finished, but in the end, we still fought back. Later We also made it out of the group and made it to the semi-finals."

Rong Ling was stunned.

"The game is over, and if you lose, you lose," Liao Yi stared at Rong Ling sternly, "Don't always think about how you lost in the past, how you failed last year, it's useless for the next game! All you have to do is believe in yourself, no, you have a knot in your heart, it doesn’t matter if you don’t believe in yourself, then you can trust us, trust your teammates, trust me... I will definitely bring you out of the shadows. We will win back... Next The first time you meet them, you must blow them up!"

The author has something to say: Rong Ling: I didn't get Dalong!Overwhelmed.jpg

Liao Yi: Huh... I'm relieved, my family Rong Ling didn't sign an eternal contract with Dalong

Rong Ling:? ? ?

Liao Yi: Baron Nash is a dragon after all!

Rong Ling: ... get lost