The training match came to an end at the 27th minute of the game.
The blue team won.
The members of God who were seated in front of the computer stood up and left the room. The members of the purple team who had lost the match had ugly expressions on their faces. Even the members of God who had won the match didn't look happy. Instead, they looked at Chen Ting with a complicated expression.
The losers naturally didn't feel good.
They didn't win because of their own skill, but because they relied on an outsider's top-laner to win.
Because he had tricked them, he felt a little embarrassed.
This …
Chen Ting's top-laner was a heaven-defying display.
In the end, he achieved a godly battle record. From the linemate to the mid-stage solo carry and team participation, he achieved a flawless level in almost every aspect.
It was just as Number Three had said before the start of the training match. This match had become a demonstration of Lady Swordplay.
Squid walked down from his seat with a dejected look on his face. His purple square top laner, Kennan, had been completely crushed by his opponent. He didn't even feel like he had lost. This Swordmistress … was truly stronger than him, and not just by a little bit.
When he thought of this, the squid could not help but look at Chen Ting.
This guy …
Just who the hell is he?
Squid and the other God members weren't the only ones with this idea. At this moment, several of the club's coaches began to scrutinize Chen Ting from head to toe. Their eyes lit up slightly. One of the coaches moved closer to Lin Feng.
"Lin Feng, is this … just an ordinary player? He doesn't have a professional contract on him? "
Lin Feng immediately became vigilant and looked at him.
"What?"
"He belongs to my team. Don't even think about getting him."
The coach let out a hollow laugh. "Hahaha, look at what you're saying. I'm just asking, just asking …"
He retreated to the side and exchanged glances with his colleagues.
Lin Feng didn't have time to deal with them. He turned to Number Three.
"Senior?"
Number Three ignored Chen Ting's hopeful gaze. He only cast a glance at Chen Ting and nodded slightly.
"Can you still play?"
Chen Ting was in high spirits after winning such a satisfying victory. His face was flushed with excitement. He nodded without hesitation when he heard No.3's question.
"Yes!"
Number Three smirked and turned to look at Wildsnow Nightsong and Morning Star, who were standing at the side.
"You've been standing there for a long time. Have you seen enough?"
The two ace players of Team God didn't expect the topic to suddenly land on them. They looked at each other in a daze, not knowing how to respond.
Meanwhile, Number Three was already impatiently urging him.
"Come up if you've seen enough."
"Let's fight."
His words just so happened to poke at Barren Snow Nightsong and Morning Star's itch. They had just seen Chen Ting's performance in the top lane, and they could not help but be eager to go down the stage and experience his skills. They immediately nodded without hesitation.
"Alright!"
Lin Feng rolled up his sleeves and said, "Then I'll come too!"
After all, he was the one who brought Chen Ting to the team. He couldn't just watch as his future top laner was bullied by the other team. He had to help support the team …
However, just as he was about to enter the arena, he was glared at by Number Three.
"Stay here."
A certain someone could only gloomily give up on his original plan. He pulled Chen Ting over and gave him some instructions in a whisper.
He pulled Chen Ting over and whispered, "Play well this round."
"Just like before. Relax. Don't feel pressured!"
Chen Ting's eyelids twitched when he saw Barren Snow Nightsong and Morning Star already seated opposite him.
"I'll … try my best."
… …
In the previous mock match, only God's substitutes and a small portion of Team Two's players had participated.
Now, with Number Three's arrangement, Barren Snow Nightsong and the rest of Team One's main roster had also come up.
They were arranged to sit opposite Chen Ting in the purple team.
The difficulty and intensity of the test had increased by a large margin.
This made the surrounding God players and coaches even more excited. Of course, it wasn't that Chen Ting didn't play well in the previous round. In fact, it could be said that he had performed perfectly, but the lineup wasn't that strong. Now, Chen Ting had to face more than half of God's main roster. Under such pressure, would he be able to perform as well as he did in the last round?
Performance?
The next mock match was about to begin.
Lin Feng didn't forget to shout at Barren Snow Nightsong, who was sitting in the purple team's ADC seat.
"Ol 'Ye, if you lose this round, you'll have to pay three more midnight snacks."
Barren Snow Nightsong rolled his eyes.
"F * ck, what about if I win?"
"If I win, I'll only pay for those three meals."
Barren Snow Nightsong said, "… You won't lose anything no matter what."
Chen Ting turned to Lin Feng and asked, "What do I choose this round?"
Lin Feng glanced at Number Three's expression.
"Let's continue with Swordmistress."
… …
The second training match lasted for 31 minutes.
In the end, Morning Star and Barren Snow Nightsong led the purple team to victory, destroying the blue team's crystal base.
It was an expected result.
After all, there was a clear difference in strength between the blue and purple teams. Barren Snow Nightsong's ADC, Obama, was able to play well in the early stages of the bottom lane. More importantly, Morning Star had already entered the realm of the Yonkō (Four Emperors), and his mid lane Sindera was at the pinnacle of perfection.
Naturally, it was difficult for Chen Ting's top lane Swordmistress to perform as well as he did in the last round.
Y's stunning performance.
Swordmistress's final KDA was 5/4/3.
It wasn't exactly beautiful.
Even so, there were no boos or mockery in the training room at this moment.
Amidst the silence, every member of God looked at Chen Ting with shock and amazement.
Compared to the last round,
Y's Unparalleled Swordmistress, Chen Ting's top lane Fiona truly showed off her skill.
Ten minutes into the match, the top lane was targeted four times.
Two junglings.
k。
One junglings.
k。
One mid lane.
k。
Chen Ting's top lane Swordmistress managed to stabilize the early stages of the match, even in a nightmarish situation for any top laner.
In the middle of the match, she relied on her solo carry to slow down the purple team's advance.
She even posed a huge threat to her opponents twice.
She even cut into the enemy's backline and killed Barren Snow Nightsong's ADC, the Holy Lancer Ranger.
Barren Snow Nightsong could not help but feel convinced despite his gloominess. He stood up in front of the computer and gave Chen Ting, who was sitting diagonally across from him, a thumbs up.
"Bro, you're awesome!"
It was a heartfelt compliment.
Chen Ting shook his head. "No, you guys are the real deal. No wonder you're a top class-"
It was a heartfelt exclamation. To him, the pressure he felt from the professional players he had met in normal matches was definitely not as terrifying as this mock match.
Only a certain someone looked regretful.
"Sigh, I missed three midnight snacks …"
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