After the previous three matches, the audience had a clear understanding of Han Shihao's mid laner, Victor.
Therefore, no one dared to look down on the mid laner chosen by the leader of the Yonkō.
However, Morning Star's mid laner, Card Master, had garnered too much attention in the beginning of the fourth match. While people were cheering for the card, they had forgotten about Victor's low profile.
"This is what it means to make a fortune in silence."
Taipei, Assassin's club base. As one of the top junglers in the world, Nian Thirteen gave his evaluation.
"I don't know when F's personality changed … In the past, when he was playing solo assassins, he always used his skills to crush his opponents and beat them until they lost their temper."
"Damn, now that he's playing with a wily old fox like Victor, his playstyle has also changed."
"He doesn't seem to have any presence."
"In fact, he's been sneakily farming who knows how many minions and mobs. Then, he suddenly kills you two and grows without anyone noticing."
"Tsk, the world's number one mid laner playing this kind of dirty trick!"
When he said the last sentence, the jungler of the Assassins team smacked his lips.
But judging from the expression on his face, it was obvious that he was praising Victor.
Indeed, that was the case.
Mechanical Pioneer's score rose to 2/1/0. Coupled with the fact that he had the highest number of last hits in the match by eight hits, Victor's growth was no less than that of Card Master's.
At the same time, the bottom lane GA.
On the blue side, SSK's mid, bottom, and support also proceeded to demolish the purple side's outer tower.
It was equivalent to swapping the top and bottom lanes with their opponents, Team God, in the outer tower.
"Not much."
Lin Feng commented from the backstage of the match.
The loss of the bottom lane was far from enough to hurt Team God. Team SSK, who had a kill and an outer tower, would still have to deal with Team God's tactics.
"You could even say —"
On the China commentary platform, the experienced Old Mi had already figured out what was going on. He sat up straight and began his analysis.
"The outer towers of both sides have been destroyed. Next … we will officially enter the middle stage."
"This is also the true test of Team God's ability to execute this global lineup."
Mo Sheng swept his gaze over the battle information panel at the bottom of the spectator screen.
"Jess' development isn't bad."
"Naar's development is also … Wait."
Mo Sheng suddenly stopped. He seemed to have noticed something, and shock appeared on his face. He widened his eyes.
"Gnar, you're acting!"
Old Mi and Fei Yan could not help but suck in sharp breaths when they saw what was going on. His words attracted the gazes of the other two commentators sitting beside him.
"This is —"
"A team-based outfit. Wolf's decision is so ruthless!"
"He directly … gave up on carrying solo!"
…
Team God's formation and tactics were clear at a glance. They had cards and Tamu's ultimate skill, Global Agility, to support them in the middle of the match. After that, they would have to rely on the one-three, one-one strategy to further entangle their opponents with their troops.
Jess and cards were the two "1s".
That was why most people believed that SSK would at least respond to Wolf's strategy to a certain extent. Wolf had chosen Gnar as a solo hero. If he played as a solo carry, he would be able to guard the entire frontline in the mid to late game without a problem. This would also alleviate some of the pressure that Team God was under.
But.
Who would have thought.
Wolf's Gnar's outfit was completely out of everyone's expectations.
He directly gave up on the path of carrying out his equipment alone and chose a team-oriented idea of carrying out his equipment. This way, Gnar was destined to be no match for Jayz, basically a single line of defense.
However, the benefits of this strategy were equally obvious.
"In a head-on team fight, SSK's lineup is really unbeatable."
Old Mi slowly opened his mouth and said, his eyelids twitching slightly.
"It's not just Wolf."
"It's SSK's tactical decision … It's frighteningly ruthless!"
That's right.
I didn't even think about how to deal with your tactics. I only played at my own pace.
You focused on the one-three, one-one strategy.
I've made up my mind to fight you head-on.
This was like directly piling all the chips on the gambling table, and the next round was the tempo of a five-card stud.
"With this, it's even more impossible for God to accept a head-on team fight, right?"
On the official commentary platform, several Western commentators were also shocked by SSK's Gnar's strategy. They quickly discussed among themselves.
"But SSK will definitely try their best to force God to fight them head-on."
"This is … directly forcing himself and his opponent into a dead end with nowhere to retreat."
"Believing that they will be the last to laugh at the gambling table, this is the confidence of the strongest team in the world, right?"
…
"Confidence my ass!"
Shanghai, China.
That night, the players of Team KG and Team Quick Water, who had returned to China earlier, gathered together at KG's training base to watch the unprecedented finals.
When he heard the comments of the Western commentators on the live commentary platform, Shi Hang could not help but curse.
"This is clearly a psychological tactic, okay?"
"Although they say that they're dragging God to the gambling table, the only ones who are truly forced into a corner are Old Ye and Ah Xing's team."
"Don't forget, this is the fourth round, and it's only God's match point."
"Even if SSK loses the gamble, they still have the fifth round to cover."
After saying such a long sentence in one breath, Shi Hang paused for a moment, gritted his teeth, and concluded.
"So, SSK is using this opportunity to pressure God."
"Under such immense pressure … God will make a mistake!"
"This move is too dirty!"
As soon as he finished, the other players of the two teams nodded solemnly in agreement with Shi Hang's statement.
KG's ADC, Konjac, cautiously said, "But if it's God, he should be able to handle this pressure, right?"
The jungler, Old C, answered in a deep voice.
"Even if he can't handle it, he has to."
"Otherwise … if he loses this round, it'll be all over."
Tian Tian also cautiously gave his opinion at this time. "But this might not be a bad thing for God. If Wolf gives up on carrying solo and chooses to join the team, then his advantage in individual maneuvering will be wiped out. God only needs to focus on executing his own tactics, and he'll be able to win."
Shi Hang perked up.
"Of course!"
"Everyone is now competing on tactics and execution. In this aspect, God is not inferior to SSK at all."
"Old Ye and Ah Xing need to put in more effort and make SSK suffer!"
For a moment, the players of KG and Quick Water once again began a tense and rigorous discussion.
However.
At the same time.
Wembley Stadium, the backstage area.
Listening to the analysis and discussion of the live commentators, Lin Feng suddenly furrowed his brows as he looked at the choice of SSK's top lane, Gnar.
Everyone's analysis was not wrong.
But he had a feeling that it was not that simple.
It seemed like …
There were still some unknown true intentions hidden within this.
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