This was supposed to be a professional match, but it had been forcefully turned into a random matchup. What kind of feeling was that?
At least at that moment, the spectators in the training room of God's base were in a mess.
He was completely dumbfounded by what he saw.
Starting from the 22nd minute of the match, the rhythm of the match had become more and more incomprehensible.
The Blue and Purple teams' solo jungler, ADC, and support players in the other positions were all playing in a normal manner. Although they couldn't start a team battle, they were all trying to find a place to deal damage and farm in the wild.
But the mid laner heroes of both teams …
One was Swordsman.
One was Yasuo.
But he had forcefully gank the entire field like a jungler!
Naturally, the mid laner was not a jungler.
This kind of playstyle was actually very common in random matchups. It could only be summed up by the word "lone".
Yes.
Lone.
The lone wolf's lone wolf.
It was as if he had completely given up on cooperating with his teammates, giving up on the normal rhythm of grinding and developing. He was almost like a hungry lone wolf, constantly patrolling the Summoner's Canyon with a pair of green eyes, looking for an opportunity to attack.
He was simply disregarding the cost. As long as he found an opportunity, he could cross over half of the map and go around a shocking wave of super backlines to intercept a prey.
Then, as long as he caught the prey.
He would definitely succeed.
The system's female voice's kill announcements came one after another. It was as if the entire Summoner's Canyon had been thrown into chaos by the blue and purple mid laners. The other players on both sides were all scared witless. They were on guard against the mid laners on the other side, not knowing when and where they would suddenly come out to attack.
The spectating God team members were already numb from watching.
In any case, as long as Swordsman or Yasuo revealed themselves, they would definitely be able to complete a kill.
There was no suspense at all.
Because even if the individual skills of the mid laners of both sides were not taken into account, at this time, whether it was Gale Sword Hero or Shadow Blade, their level and equipment development had already reached a heaven-defying level. A set of burst attacks could almost instantly kill a tanky target hero.
"Swordsman and Yasuo … they've always been this kind of insane heroes."
A substitute member of God who was watching the match could not help but murmur.
The other team members around him nodded subconsciously.
They were like two great killing machines. The blue and purple armies each held one, and then unreasonably aimed at the heroes of their opponents' other positions and killed them as if they were chopping vegetables. You can't defend against me, and I can't defend against you either. It was just a competition of who could kill faster.
The coaches of God's coaching team were also at a loss.
A coach was still holding a tactical notebook in his hand. His hand slipped and fell to the ground, but he didn't notice to pick it up. His expression was blank, but he couldn't stop himself from muttering subconsciously.
"This … how can you fight like this?"
"Isn't there no tactical logic at all?"
It was true.
For the coaches of Team God, they were most proud of the various tactical routines developed by the entire team. Coupled with the strong execution ability of their team members, they were able to rely on such a mature and rigorous tactical system to win against their opponents in both the LPL and S Series World Finals.
As a result, they were usually the most disdainful of the other teams' chaotic playstyles.
But now …
On the blue side of the field, it was the team captain, Morning Star, who had broken the strict tactical system of his own team, and had even gone astray! The formation of God's team consisted of five main players on the blue side of the field.
The captain took the lead and attacked randomly!
A mid-laner completely turned into a lone wolf!
What was the difference between him and a passerby?
"There's no other way."
Standing at the back of the spectators, Number One raised his eyebrows slightly and gave his evaluation.
"At this time, the blue team's male blade can only turn himself into a lone wolf like Yasuo in order to deal with this rhythm."
Number Five nodded slightly.
"Yes."
"But only Team God can deal with a situation like this."
His evaluation was not wrong at all.
On the battlefield, the purple team seemed to be in a passive position, but because of the existence of a certain mid-laner Yasuo, he relied on his top-notch development and equipment to forcefully turn himself into a lone wolf on the map. It seemed to be disorderly, but in fact, it gave the opponent very little room to respond.
If it were Team King in the morning, they would probably be helpless in such a situation.
Because this was equivalent to keeping an eye on a mid-laner at the level of the Yonkō.
With the strength of Team King's lineup, unless Tian Tian's top laner also chose a hero like Lady Swordplay or Lady Swordplay, they would need at least three people to be able to defend against him. The strength of the mid-laner Demon Ghost was far from enough to compete with a certain someone.
It was true that the Yonkō was not invincible.
But in a conventional sense, only the Yonkō or the top powerhouses close to the Yonkō could defend against the Yonkō.
So …
Fortunately, Team God had Morning Star.
Male blade Tyrone, who was also at the acme of perfection, made the most sensible and correct choice in the first instance. Yasuo could turn himself into a ghost and wander around the battlefield, looking for opportunities to hunt and kill, but he, the male blade Tyrone, could also make the other four heroes of the purple team tremble in fear.
"But if we fight like this, it will indeed be a little messy."
Number Five said and shook his head, unable to help but find it a little funny.
Forcing the opponent's mid-laner to become a lone wolf wandering around the battlefield with him, forcing Team God, who had always been known for their strict tactical system, into a rhythm that was like a passerby's game. This kind of thing …
Probably only a certain person could think of and do something like this.
"Now it's interesting."
The corner of Number One's mouth lifted slightly, as if he had thought of something. His eyes flashed with even more interest.
"But —"
"If these two brats are careless and bump into each other …"
"It should be even more interesting."
…
Slowly, the spectating members of Team God began to gradually realize that the situation on the battlefield seemed to have formed a subtle balance between the two mid-laner heroes of the blue and purple teams.
The other four heroes continued to seize the time to develop.
They were very likely to be on guard against the sneak attack of the opposing mid-laner.
But at the same time, the two mid-laner heroes were tirelessly traversing the map of Summoner's Canyon, patiently looking for the next opportunity to attack.
"Why does it feel like … it has become a balance?"
Some members of Team God were at a loss.
That's right.
Judging from the number of players on the battlefield and the economic disparity, it should have been the blue team's five-man lineup that had the absolute advantage. But now, inexplicably … the situation was calm. The opponent's purple team was actually slowly making up for the last hit economy and equipment development.
"It's mainly because of Yasuo and Excavator."
The sharp-eyed jungler of Team God pointed out the crux of the problem solemnly.
"Yasuo is holding back Brother Xing's man knife."
"The jungler's individual skill seems average, but his control of the rhythm and awareness are very stable."
"These two points … have forcibly stabilized the purple team's disadvantage!"
The other members of Team God were stunned.
Then.
They had no choice but to remain silent. They had to admit that this seemed to be the case. The two so-called "temporary sparring partners" that they had originally looked down on were actually able to lead the three members of their Team Two to fight against their Team One's five-man lineup to such an extent.
Therefore, many of them could not help but look at the back of a certain someone and Li Shiyi with sincere admiration.
Although they were training partners.
However, this strength was not inferior to or even stronger than the professional players in the LPL.
But suddenly, the mid-laner of Team God sneered.
"What's the rush?
"It's just that the purple team is stalling for time to develop.
"When the next wave of small dragons spawns … the purple team will still have no chance!"
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