Morning Star was indeed worthy of being recognized as the number one mid in the national server. With the strength and vision of one of the seven kings in the world, even though he was in the middle of the game, he was still able to judge the intentions and plans of the opposing purple team mid in the shortest amount of time, just like the coaches of Team God.
Yes.
Someone was indeed fighting for time.
Because there was not much time left for the purple team.
Therefore, in such a situation, as the only mid-laner hero in the team who had the best development, Yasuo could no longer seek to steadily deal last hits or farm in the wild. He had to think of all ways to strive to support his equipment and level as quickly as possible.
So …
That was why there was this wave of forced kills just now.
Lin Feng had indeed guessed that the opposing Blind Monk would gank. In fact, if he wanted to, he could indeed retreat in advance to avoid the danger.
But he couldn't do that.
His Yasuo still needed to develop and urgently needed more headcount economy.
Even his own Master Yasuo could die. As long as he could get a kill, it was a win for him.
As for the fact that the male swordsman Tyrone had also obtained a head — —
On the purple team's side, Lin Feng looked at Shadow Blade, who had already retreated to the blue team's turret in the distance. A sharp light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Yes.
He had to admit that the opposing Tyrone had also developed.
Moreover, letting Morning Star's midlaner kill would be a huge threat to any midlaner.
But …
He couldn't care so much anymore.
Someone's eyes also turned slightly cold, with a biting cold sharpness.
If the purple team's mid Yasuo couldn't even make use of the time to develop to his best condition, then this match would definitely end in a loss if it dragged on. Although the current situation of exchanging heads also allowed the opponent's male blade, Tyrone, to develop and become an even greater threat, it was at least better than losing.
And —
As the situation progressed, he and Morning Star developed at the same time. In the end, it was just a matter of whose mid could produce better results in the middle of the team battle stage.
It was a contest of the mid's ability to operate in team fights.
On this point …
Even if he hadn't recovered to his peak Gold state, he didn't think he was inferior to anyone.
Including Morning Star.
"He's gambling again …"
At the back of the crowd, Number Five stood beside Number One and commented softly. He then turned to look at his fiancé. "Today, you've been forcing Lin Feng into a situation where he's forced to gamble."
Indeed.
The match between Clockwork and Ice Bird in the morning was the same.
At that time, a certain someone had bet all his chips on the gambling table. He was betting on the 200-second cooldown of Ice Bird's summoner skill [Flash] as the deciding time to win.
At this moment —
Although the situation on the field was completely different, it was still the same. It still made someone choose another method of gambling. It was also a gamble with his opponent's mid.
Number One could not deny the fact that his beautiful fiancée had revealed the truth with just a few words. He nodded slightly.
"This kid is like a sponge."
"Only by continuously forcing him into this kind of situation can he improve and recover faster."
The understated answer seemed to be cold and unfeeling. This was a completely theoretical consideration, but this kind of training method would be an unbearable pressure for any professional player.
If this were any other time, Number Five, who had always been close to Young Maple and cared for him, would grumble a little and blame his fiancé. He believed that there was no need for him to act so hastily and give Young Maple too much pressure. However, at that moment, Number Five fell silent as he listened. He shook his head and looked at the figure sitting at the middle laner's seat in the purple army.
"It's just that …
"This kid is really going to have to work hard."
…
It was also a gamble.
The severity and difficulty of this match might even be more complicated and serious than the match against Number One and Number Five in the morning for Lin Feng.
Of course, when the opponents were Number One and Number Five, it was almost equivalent to fighting against two Yonkō (Four Emperors). But at that time, at least someone had Li Shiyi and Tian Tian, two partners who worked very well with each other. In addition, Konjac and Xiao Zou were also the main ADC and support members of King Team One.
At that time, the overall strength of the entire lineup was excellent, and there was basically no disadvantage in the three lanes. In fact, Tian Tian's top lane had a clear advantage.
But in this match …
On the purple team's side, apart from Lin Feng's mid lane Yasuo, the development of the other few heroes was almost completely destroyed by the blue team.
If he wanted to win this match, he really could only rely on himself.
Perhaps he also had to include the support of Li Shiyi's Excavator.
The only thing that could make someone feel a little more relaxed was that although there were obvious disadvantages in the top and bottom lanes, at least Li Shiyi's Excavator's development was stable.
Li Shiyi's Excavator, Rexy, was a pure tank.
There was no damage.
But for Lin Feng, he didn't need his own jungler to do any damage.
His own Blademaster Yasuo was more than enough. He only needed to have the Excavator to cooperate and control him in the team fight, helping his Gale Blademaster deal all the explosive damage as soon as it entered the field.
If Blind Li Qing hadn't been killed by the blue team first, this Yasuo and Blind Monk would have been the perfect mid lane combination in Lin Feng's mind.
Excavator was fine too.
All he needed was a suitable opportunity.
…
The match time was now 17 minutes and 40 seconds.
On the field, the economic gap between the blue team and purple team had widened to 4,500.
It was clear that the blue team had the initiative in the rhythm of the match in their own hands. At this time, the spectating team members of God, including the coaches from the coaching team, had begun to relax.
In the past LPL competitions, Team God had a unique characteristic. Even if they were at a financial disadvantage in the early stages, they would be able to steadily fight their way back to the rhythm in the middle of the team battle stage. This reflected Team God's strong mid-late combat ability.
It could be said that out of all the teams in the LPL, Team God had achieved this the most number of times.
And in this match, even in the early stages, the blue team's five main players had already obtained a financial advantage of 4,000 to 5,000. As the match progressed to the middle, there was naturally even less suspense.
The snowball of advantage should be completely rolling soon.
"The only one we need to pay attention to is Yasuo."
One of the substitute members of Team God said.
But the other team members next to him immediately snorted disdainfully. "Just one Yasuo. What can he do?"
Indeed.
In a 1v1 situation or even a 1v2 situation, a well-developed Blademaster Yasuo could indeed play an extremely powerful role. But in a team fight, it was a completely different matter.
If you wanted to deal damage and harvest, you had to have teammates to cooperate. It wasn't that easy.
"The dragon is about to respawn!"
Suddenly, the eyes of Team God's second team member lit up.
"Fire Dragon!"
At the same time, on the blue team's side, Morning Star's voice rang out in the team's live chat.
"Let's go.
Fire Dragon, get ready to take it! "
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