Deep jungle routines[E-sports]

A few years later, Rong Ling recalled that World Finals again. What impressed him most was not the loss to the wild card Australian team in the first round, nor the moment when he stood on the podium in glory.

The BO5 in the quarterfinals became the most ups and downs in Rong Ling's life.

At the beginning, the five members of JHG were a little nervous, and even the mood of the coach was affected. After the BP, Rong Ling frowned deeply as he looked at the hero characters loaded into the game screen.

What is going on with this awkward feeling...

In 28 minutes, Rong Ling's bad premonition all came true.With a very awkward lineup, it can be said that it is not very JHG to face the enemy. The opponent is No.1 in the European Division. Although they only ranked second in the group stage, in the past few years, they have never had a BO5 after qualifying. The glorious record of losing!

Perhaps this kind of history gave confidence to the opponent, or perhaps it disturbed JHG's position in terms of mentality. Rong Ling gritted his teeth and was exhausted, but he was unable to turn the tide.

This game is no longer the version that could be changed against the sky by relying on personal ability show operations.

The heroes have been weakened and redone again and again, and the resources of the wild map have been changed... making the whole game more and more team-based.

After losing the first round, everyone was very frustrated. They surrounded the coaching staff and the translation brother. Everyone's brows were covered with the shadow of defeat, and there was no smile in their eyes.

Rong Ling leaned back against the cold wall, and his anger shot up from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head for no reason.

"Don't you want to win?!"

Liao Yi's head was slammed with a slap in the face, he swayed on his feet, raised his head, his eyes were still very confused.

Seeing his appearance, Rong Ling was very angry, and his hands were shaking violently.Close to the stage, the noise from the stands outside could still be heard. The louder those shouts were, the more it was like the old north wind that blew Rong Ling's cheeks sorely.

"We have come here. This is the quarterfinals. It is the threshold we have knelt down several times... You all said it well before the game, saying that you must step over and overcome this hurdle! The result! The result! What are you playing?" Rong Ling's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse, "Boss Han? Why did you go up in the middle lane when you obviously shouldn't go up to fight? Fatty, where's your TP? Why did you come down later than the opponent when the signal made you come down? And you, Liao Yi! Did you fucking eat SHI? How many skill Qs did you get in a game? Ah? Older people are better at maneuvering than you! You If you want to continue to play like this, then it’s better for the whole team to forfeit 20 shots! Anyway, it’s a shame, and I don’t care about losing a little more!”

Liao Yi's ears turned red, and there was a layer of water in his eyes.

"No... I, I didn't... I'm not an elderly person!"

The young man's fair skin was flushed with shame.

"Then what are you doing? Bronze is better than you!" Rong Ling was not polite.

Liao Yi's eyes widened in disbelief after being said so badly by the person he cared about the most: "You said... I cook?"

"Isn't it?" Rong Ling snorted softly.

"Don't be arguing!" The familiar smell of gunpowder permeated the air. The coach and the others remembered the fear of being dominated by the two of Nosuke last season. The pot is meaningful? You all shut up and stabilize your mentality quickly. They won a game and are in full swing. They must take advantage of the victory and pursue it. If you are arguing here, the whole team will explode together, and they will play a ball later!"

Although Liao Yi was agitated, he was not a person who would not listen to persuasion. His rationality broke through the shackles of emotions, rushed left and right in his body, and roared to calm him down.

He opened and closed his five fingers, the veins on his forehead throbbed, he raised his hand to fend off those who blocked him, Liao Yi whispered: "...It's okay, let me go."

"We will choose the jungler and support first, and then we will see what the opponent chooses. Let's Conte choose players for other positions... The C position should try to choose the lane as much as possible, and delaying the later stage is to give the opponent a chance..." The coach spoke quickly Tactics were quickly arranged.

Liao Yi's eardrums were buzzing, boiling blood was surging in his veins, his red eyes stared at Rong Ling through the crowd.

That person must really want to win.

To win, he would kick himself in the face without giving a damn.

If he loses this game, will he leave decisively?

How could he be so unfeeling, without a little nostalgia and tolerance for himself?Could it be that, except for the competition, except for the victory, in the eyes of that man who always looks cold and his profile is like a sculpture of ice and snow, all the gentle and warm things are too insignificant to be worth mentioning?

Liao Yi gritted his teeth sourly, and there was a bloody smell in his throat.

Back on the stage again, Liao Yi's always smiling face was full of murderous intent.

He slapped the table hard, causing BUBOR almost jumped out of the chair next to him.

"Xiaoyi?"

"Xiao Bu, let's work hard, don't be abused by the opponent's bot anymore, okay?" Liao Yi stretched out his hand, and hugged his partner who had been side by side for more than a year fiercely.

Bubor sniffed and said "yes" loudly.

He came to China from his hometown to continue his career. Bubor, who is under the age of 19, often hesitates. He sees many compatriots who have experienced similar experiences. They have come, some have left, some have stayed, and some have fought Become famous, and some people go silent.

The world champion ADC was relegated to the relegation team in the LPL division. The talented ADC with serious hand injuries gritted his teeth to change the team's style of play. The always ridiculed ADC tried his best to strengthen the laning... Many of them never made it to the top until they retired. On the stage of the world finals.Compared with them, BUBOR feels lucky again.

He has trustworthy teammates, a strong coaching team, well-ordered logistics management, and a partner who allows him to rest assured to entrust his back - assistant (SUP) Liao Yi.

As an ADC, Xiao Bu actually misses the Airbird who never leaves the line and always provides him with perfect protection. It will make him feel at ease, and he can rush up to fight consumption without any worries, and can rush forward against the rain of bullets. Forcibly cutting the back row, BUBOR knows that the life-saving skills of his own support will definitely be given to him, so that he can rest assured to carry and deal explosive damage.

later……

The version has changed.

The hero adjusted.

Jungle resource redesign.

AD has become so fragile and incompetent that every ADC who is seconded hopes that there is no AP in heaven.

Therefore, the team shifted their focus from the bottom lane to the top mid laner and the jungler. In every team battle, BUBOR was protected by his teammates. The most common sentence they said to BUBOR was-"Protect yourself, and you can only live to survive." has output".

It's no longer "we believe you can carry".

BUBOR is not reconciled, he misses the version where the ADC used to kill all directions in the game and gallop freely.

He looked at the AD heroes with various skins that he had collected, his eyes were gentle and reluctant.

But he has no choice, no matter how he likes it, he must make sacrifices for the team.He can't act willfully, just to satisfy his desire to carry, force his teammates to distribute resources to him, go to various lines to steal development, and rush to the first place when playing in a team.

And he can't rush around anymore.

The figure who always guarded his back as solid as gold, now appears more frequently in the jungle, swimming with the jungler, handling vision, and supporting others.

Bubor, who was thrown online for stocking, was very angry and wronged.He thought to himself, if it was the previous version, if my support could accompany me on the lane without having to roam, the bottom lane wouldn't crash in the last game!I can do it, I can do it, I can carry the game!Just...just give me some more time to develop.

In the second game, the coach selected Caitlin, a policewoman, for BUBOR.

A mediocre hero.

Bubor frowned, and moved the wrist that controlled the mouse.

Playing a policewoman is a special test of the ADC's basic skills. Basically, the whole process is A. The policewoman who plays well and the policewoman who plays mediocre are completely two heroes in the game.

BUBOR knew that the team needed him, which allowed him to regain a bit of the confidence he had when he was dominant in the game.Liao Yi was a little worried, Rong Ling sent the signal several times, but he pretended he didn't see it, and stayed in the bottom lane to accompany Bubor to develop.

After being caught by Liao Yi for a mistake in the opposite position, BUBOR successfully counterattacked and killed the opposite duo. He laughed, then bit his lip quickly, and whispered: "Go...Xiao Yi, let's go, Go to them."

"You don't need me to continue to accompany you?" Liao Yi's voice was a little tense.

BUBOR shook his head: "No. I, alone, can."

Well, since my own AD has said so.After Liao Yi gave a few instructions such as "retreat if there is danger", "don't be greedy for soldiers", "the next thing is to use speed equipment", he turned around and ran to the wild area in a hurry.

Rong Ling's poodle is waiting there.

BUBOR's eyes and nose were a little sore, he raised his hand and rubbed it, sniffed his nose, pretending nothing happened.

If it wasn't for the World Finals, if they hadn't already stepped on the edge of a cliff... BUBOR wished for the mental retardation to give away his head, which made Liao Yi feel relieved and stayed on the line to continue guarding him.

Without the shadow that shielded him from the wind and rain behind him, he felt a little lonely.But it doesn't matter, Caitlin clenched the gun in her hand, and BUBOR's eyes became focused again.

Me? Miss? Notbyalongshot. (Me? Shot? Don't count on it - Catherine's lines)

When they met in the wild, Liao Yi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.Rong Ling seemed to have forgotten that he had sprayed him during the rest, and told him with a calm expression and a cold tone, where he might be squatting on the other side...

That natural attitude made Liao Yi very upset.

Unhappy is not happy, Liao Yi still passed.

Put a skill to explore the grass, and then move up to the limit to line up and insert wards.Every time it was like brushing shoulders with death, Liao Yi couldn't help but think of the chats he had with the backup support when he was playing ranked.

The substitute support said that the other team's declining AD switch to jungler and support.

Liao Yiman asked casually, what do you mean?

The substitute support looked at Liao Yi with a half-smile and said, Some people say that you can't compete with God Z, so you go to play support, and some people say that you are not as strong as God Z, so you can only support.

Liao Yi didn't say anything at the time, because the substitute assistant had something he couldn't refute——

In the eyes of most people, support is the most useless position, and girls can play it.As long as you release your protection skills and make a ward, you can lie down and win.

Is this really true?

The longer he played in the auxiliary position, the more Liao Yi didn't think so.

It is said that safflower needs green leaf lining, but without green leaves, can the bare branches produce decent flowers?

What can he say against the wind, Carry can't play, what else can he do when he is playing against the wind?

Forcibly starting a group will take the blame.

If you face the bushes, you will be blamed.

If the command is not decisive, it will be blamed.

If you lie down and win, you still have to take the blame.

Just help change the name and take the blame!

The author has something to say: Well, BO5, I can’t finish writing a chapter

Lost a small point first, the big devil Rong Ling got angry, and his teammates were trembling

But, our Nosuke hasn't started to give full play yet, everyone will know when you read down...

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Yesterday, the LPL Summer Split held a group draw

Wow, group A is bloody, death group, wide fear

The team participating in the German Cup has already gone to Changsha, and I really want to watch the game live. I wonder if there is Changsha in the little angel?

A wave of envy and jealousy~~~~