The rhythm of a match often relied on the jungler to lead the way in the early and middle stages.
However, in this match, as the Purple Team's jungler, someone seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally playing slowly. As a result, after more than ten minutes of the match, the Purple Team's Rapid Water team had yet to take down one or two defense towers on the opposite side.
Even so, the gap between the blue team and purple team was around 3,500 RMB.
This was mainly due to the number of kills and the last hits.
"At this pace … if they don't take down the turrets, this match can go on for quite some time."
Ceng Rui commented.
Tang Bingyao nodded seriously. "If that's the case, it won't be easy for Olaf to become a Super Ghost."
The girl's thoughts had always been simple and pure. She didn't care if Nate was a Seventh King jungler or not, as long as she didn't like the look of that guy called Nate, she would naturally hope that someone in the field would beat him to death.
Li Shiyi laughed when he heard that. "Whether he's a Super Ghost or not, it doesn't really matter. Look at Olaf's situation right now. Nate is probably in a worse situation than their substitute jungler."
That's right.
Sometimes, it wasn't just the number of kills and Super Ghost that could truly defeat one's opponent.
For example, in this match, Ye Ci was playing as a jungler for the purple team. Although he was not playing too fast or too slow, he did not rely on his level advantage and development to endlessly cause trouble for Olaf. He was simply playing at his own pace.
But that was exactly what happened.
On the other hand, Nate, who was the jungler of the Blue Team, was in an extremely awkward situation.
I'm not going to cause trouble for you.
I'm just looking for an opportunity to wander around the map, or go to your jungle to kill a few waves.
I'm not going to do anything against you either.
But even so, Olaf, the jungler, didn't dare to do anything. He could only watch helplessly as his team's three lanes slowly crumbled.
"A Seven Kings jungler … It's a shame that he's being suppressed like this …"
Ceng Rui couldn't help but sigh. He had already agreed with Nian Thirteen's opinion. Instead of "dragging out an ignoble existence", it was better for him to take a gamble. Even if he became a Super Ghost, it would still be better than being so cowardly.
Nian Thirteen chuckled.
"Even if you regret it now, it's too late."
"What were you doing earlier?"
Indeed.
Perhaps ten minutes ago, if the blue team's jungler, Olaf, had made a gamble, he might have been able to find a few chances to gank and help his teammates regain some of their tempo advantage. But now … even if he wanted to, he didn't have the strength to do so.
In the middle lane, on the purple team's side, Shi Hang's Vampire had already developed into a terrifying big boss. Putting aside the possibility of a certain someone's jungler crouching nearby, even if Shi Hang was alone, it would be more than enough to take on the blue team's Ryze and Olaf's jungler in a 1v2, and there was even a chance for a double kill.
As for the bottom lane, Obama had Burone's protection. In addition to his own agility, it was not easy for a hero like Olaf, who did not have a hard CC, to kill him. Not to mention that once the bottom lane started fighting, the top solo Lambo could teleport to support at any time.
In comparison, Olaf's only option to gank was the top lane.
At the end of the day, Rambo didn't have any movement skills, so it was easier to catch him.
But the problem was …
If Nate, the blue team's jungler, could understand this, then the purple team's jungler, could not possibly ignore it.
"If this guy dares to go up to the top lane, Maple's jungler will definitely be ready to crouch."
Nian Thirteen curled his lips.
"If he goes up, he's going to die."
Therefore, as the Blue Team's jungler, Olaf, almost everything that Nate could do had been blocked by an invisible force.
Not a single path.
At this point, it was no longer a question of whether Nate was willing to take the gamble.
It was …
The gambling table was gone. There was no way out.
"I guess he's going to collapse all the way." Nian Thirteen clicked his tongue. "Losing in such a pathetic manner is a classic example."
At this point, he had finally calmed down. He no longer felt the slightest bit depressed.
Just look at Nate's situation. His previous match was nothing compared to Olaf's situation.
…
It was too late.
That was the consensus of almost everyone in the eighth training room.
Off the field, the coaches and team leaders of the BW Esports Club looked extremely embarrassed. The team leader had gritted his teeth and thought that if they could delay the match a little longer, their ace player, Nate, would be able to find a way out of this predicament. But now it looked like …
What kind of chance was there? There was nothing left!
The only consolation for the BW Club's coaches and team leaders was that the pace of the match did not seem to be too fast. They could still buy some time. Correspondingly, they would be able to observe and analyze the playing style of the ace jungler on the other side.
"Have you recorded it down?"
The BW team leader turned to look at his coaches with an unfriendly expression.
He said in a low voice, "Memorize it all. Watch it carefully and review it later!"
The coaches nodded hurriedly. The little notebooks in their hands were filled with all kinds of analysis data and words.
The match lasted for 15 minutes.
On the field, the purple team's Rapid Water team finally sped up. The Vampire in the middle lane single-handedly destroyed the blue team's outer tower. At the same time, someone's jungler moved to the bottom lane. He did not rush to attack first. Instead, he slowly forced the bottom lane duo back and helped his ADC destroy the blue team's bottom lane tower.
Then, he turned back to the river in the jungle.
He stably kept the Fire Dragon into his pouch.
Finally, at this moment, Nate's jungler, Olaf, from the blue team BW, finally attempted to gank the top lane. However, just as Olaf was about to reach the top lane, someone from the Rapid Water team sent a reminder in the team's live chat channel —
The Rambo player from the Rapid Water team decisively went to the top lane. In the blink of an eye, a large wave of minions that were about to be pushed into the tower was wiped out.
Just like that, the opponent's plan to go up the jungle and cross the tower was completely ruined.
The BW team's top laner was at a loss for words.
Nate's lips were trembling. He looked at the situation on the minimap with a desolate and sorrowful expression. Seeing how the towers in the middle lane and bottom lane were so easily destroyed, he heard the female voice of the system telling him that the Fire Dragon had been killed.
He was completely disheartened.
It was also at this moment that Nian Thirteen's phone rang in his trouser pocket in the front row of the spectators. He was a little surprised.
"Huh?"
"What's up? There seems to be news from the training room next door?"
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