From the moment he chose his Prime Solo Hero, the Lord of Shadow Stream, he was filled with absolute confidence. Even the shadow brought about by his defeat in the previous match had been swept away for the time being.
Because he was well aware of the strength of his Master of Shadows.
This was the result of countless actual battles in the LPL arena, and even tough battles to hone and test his skills.
When he took out this hero, he was confident that he would not be at a disadvantage even against teams as strong as Team Rapid Waters' Addisi or Team God's Star Emperor's Morning Star. Even if the opponent chose a Master of Shadows who was not strong in the early game, he was confident that he could suppress and even gain an advantage in the game.
Especially when he saw that the Blue team's Master of Shadows had actually chosen the Card Master, his confidence was even firmer.
Card?
Frankly speaking, in the entire professional e-sports circle of the national server, it was impossible for anyone's card to gain the slightest advantage from Tribulation.
Even Morning Star, the number one card in the national server, might not be able to do so!
However …
As the time of the match slowly passed, it had unknowingly reached five minutes. Demon Ghost's confidence was also slowly slipping away, replaced by an unconcealable shock and disbelief.
Because —
He found that the situation in the early game of the middle lane seemed to have once again exceeded his expectations, even out of his control!
…
After more than five minutes, the Blue and Purple team's head count was still 0: 0.
The rhythm of the pure last hits was inevitably a little flat and boring, and it also made the surrounding King players feel a little bored. When one of the King players casually glanced at the tabbed interface of a member of the Purple Team and saw some data —
The King player's eyes suddenly widened.
What's going on?!
As if he had seen something unbelievable, the King player subconsciously let out a cry of surprise.
At the same time, the attention of the other members of King's team was quickly drawn over.
"What's wrong?"
"Hey, Ah Lu, what's your name?"
"What did you see?"
Amidst the barrage of questions, the KG substitute named Alu's lips quivered as he pointed at the computer screen in front of him with a trembling hand.
"Look, look at the data!"
"Look at the last hits."
"Tribulation … and Card's final blow!"
This type of reminder caused the surrounding KG members to subconsciously look towards the computer screens of the players in front of them. They found the battle interface that just so happened to have their tabs pressed.
Tribulation, 30 last hits.
Well, the number of last hits was a little less than five minutes, but it was not too bad, and it was understandable. After all, Tribulation was a melee hero. Maybe in order to avoid being harassed by the opponent's cards, sometimes he would inevitably miss some last hits. Even so, the number of last hits should be qualified to graduate in about ten minutes.
There shouldn't be any problems?
This thought uncontrollably arose in the minds of the King team members, and they subconsciously felt that their teammate, Ah Lu, was making a fuss over nothing. Although Gui Bro's Master of Shadow didn't deal a lot of damage, it might be the result of the few waves of battle just now. The opponent's card might have been even worse —
However, the next moment, when King's team members shifted their gaze towards the data of the blue card …
In an instant.
The whole place suddenly fell silent.
Everyone's eyes suddenly glazed over, and their minds went completely blank as if there was a loud bang.
Far away from the data of the purple card's Master of Shadow's 30 last hits, on the blue side, the number of last hits of the card master, Drizzt, was equally clearly reflected in everyone's eyes —
Fifty.
Not far away, the corner of Number One's mouth rose slightly as he watched the battle, a rare hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
"This kid."
"He's steadier than before."
Number Five nodded, a look of joy on her face, like a sister feeling happy and proud for her brother. "Yes, Lin Feng has improved again during this time."
…
Just over five minutes, fifty last hits.
Such data fell into the eyes of everyone present, and it was like a drop of water falling into a pot of oil, setting off a shocking shock in everyone's heart.
In the game of League of Legends, troops were dispatched from 1 minute and 30 seconds. Every half a minute, there would be six minions in a wave of minions, and every three waves of minions, there would be an additional artillery soldier. According to such data, statistics and calculations were carried out …
So at this point of time of just over five minutes, a mid lane hero completing fifty last hits almost meant one thing —
One. Last hits. No. Fall.
This alone might not be enough to explain anything.
But don't forget …
In this current match, the card in the middle lane was up against the Master of Shadow.
Moreover, the Master of Shadow on the purple side was also the natal hero of the first main mid lane member of their King Team Club, Demon Ghost!
Under such circumstances, a mere card, even one with the reckless [Ignite], was actually able to complete the last hits for such a long period of time in the lane, and even —
Damn it, he almost suppressed the number of last hits of the Bane by half!
Everyone's eyes were glued to this.
F * ck!
How the f * ck was this the last hit data that a card should have? Even a single player playing against a computer might not be able to achieve this level, not to mention that the kid on the blue side was facing off against their Brother Ghost's natal Bane. Not only was he not suppressed in the slightest, but he also completely destroyed the last hits!?
All the members of the King team subconsciously came to a conclusion that made their hearts tremble slightly:
This was equivalent to saying —
So far, the middle lane was actually the blue side's mid lane, and the card was actually going to forcibly occupy the absolute initiative and upper hand!?
…
A drop of cold sweat slid down Demon Ghost's forehead.
So far, the number of heads on the field was still 0: 0, and there seemed to be no danger at all in the middle lane where he was located. However, at this moment, his back was already covered in sweat, and his body was cold.
If the defeat in the last round was considered a setback for him, then at the start of this round, he quickly rallied his fighting spirit and fighting spirit.
So after the few minutes of the lane …
Right now, all that was left in his heart was shock, disbelief, and uncontrollable bewilderment and fear.
A little more than five minutes.
The number of last hits was nearly doubled by the opponent's card.
This matter itself was already completely incomprehensible in the eyes of others, but for him who had personally experienced it, it was a completely different and more profound and indescribable feeling.
That was … a feeling that was almost suffocating and suffocating.
From the start of the game until now, he had thought that he would be able to defeat the opponent without any suspense after taking out his natal hero, the Master of Shadow. However, since the start of the lane, he seemed to have fallen uncontrollably into the rhythm of the opponent's card.
It was as if there was some kind of mysterious magic.
His opponent's card's every move, every maneuver, and every last hit from his Ace Soldier looked ordinary.
But it was precisely because of this that his Master of Shadow was unknowingly entangled and surrounded bit by bit by the spider web woven by a terrifying and cold ferocious spider. Bit by bit, it was restricted and unable to move its limbs, until now …
His Master of Shadow still looked like he was not in the least bit of danger.
But there was a kind of fear that was rapidly spreading from the bottom of his heart, as if he could no longer move!
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