It was noon. It was lunchtime.
At that moment, there weren't many new customers in Le Cheng Internet Cafe. The customers in the lobby were focused on playing their own games or watching movies or live broadcasts. For the time being, nothing could affect Mu Qiu, who was the manager of the Internet Cafe.
In the private room, a solo match was about to begin.
Kenan's solo match.
When Mu Qiu casually made his decision, the other five people in the room, other than himself, seemed to have a relatively firm view of the outcome of this solo match.
Even Xia Ziyou, who trusted Mu Qiu the most, began to worry more than he anticipated.
Because …
Objectively and rationally, this solo match didn't seem to have much of a chance.
As the president of the university's eSports Association and a top-notch top laner in the Master division, Sun Zheng's individual strength was unparalleled. Kenan, the Heart of the Fury, was the hero he was best at.
In the University Esports League in Xia City, Sun Zheng had led his school's Esports Club team against strong opponents time and time again. He had always been able to fight them head-on and even win. Several of the key battles had been won by him and Kenan.
On one hand, his Kenan's team battle ability was close to that of a professional player. Whether it was splitting lanes or teleporting into team battles, they were superb.
On the other hand, it was because of his personal lane. In his hands, Kenan was a hero that he had mastered to the point of perfection. His control over the lane's HP consumption, his control over the hero's range, and the accuracy of his skill casting …
At the very least, in the University Esports League, as long as he used Kenan, no one could take advantage of him.
In comparison —
At this moment, Wu Tian, Zhu Ming, and Zhou Yang had no understanding of Mu Qiu.
Even Xia Ziyou, who knew Mu Qiu the best, only knew that Mu Qiu's support was extremely powerful. But to let a support expert fight against Kenan … How good would he be?
No matter what, he couldn't be stronger than Kenan, a top-notch player of the Master division.
So …
The match hadn't even started, but the outcome of this solo match was already decided.
Wu Tian, Zhu Ming, and Zhou Yang couldn't help but gloat.
"Why did he have to be so pretentious … Isn't that too much?"
"He chose the hardest iron plate to hit himself. Who can he blame?"
"How many minutes do you think it will take to take down the president? Five minutes, I guess. "
"Five minutes? I don't think so. I think four minutes is enough! "
…
Hence …
Four minutes later.
To be precise, it was 4 minutes and 27 seconds after the game entered the map.
On the road in Summoner's Canyon, the female voice of the system coldly announced the kill.
“Fi
St-Blood - "
Of the two Kennans, one was standing, and the other was down.
As for the one standing … the HP bar above his head still had one-third of his HP remaining.
In a solo battle between two heroes, if the winner's HP remained after four minutes, then luck and luck could not be ruled out. It could be considered a crushing victory.
The room was dead silent for a full five seconds.
Sun Zheng looked at the black-and-white game on the computer screen in front of him. He could not help but feel a little sluggish.
Wu Tian, Zhu Ming, and Zhou Yang, who stood behind him, looked as if they had seen a ghost.
"F * ck … Did he cheat?"
"How, how is that possible!?"
In their hearts, their almost invincible president, Kennan, was actually crushed by a guy who mainly played support with the same hero.
How could such a thing happen!?
"Nothing is impossible."
Mu Qiu stood up from his seat. His expression was still casual and calm. He looked at Sun Zheng, who was sitting opposite him. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said casually,
"When I gave you 70 points just now, I was talking about your overall score."
"In terms of individual matchmaking ability …"
"You just barely passed."
…
Reality proved that ability was the most important thing.
At least in this solo battle between two heroes, Mu Qiu's individual control and matchmaking ability had crushed Sun Zheng, who was the strongest among them. In the eyes of the other guys in the room, Mu Qiu's image was no longer an unreliable character who only knew how to boast without thinking.
In the end … they were forced to accept the fact that Mu Qiu was indeed terrifyingly strong.
However, even if they accepted it, there would always be some reluctance.
Wu Tian, Zhou Yang, and Zhu Ming were secretly sizing up Mu Qiu. They could not help but whisper.
"This guy … did it on purpose, right?"
"What support? How can a support player be so strong as a top laner?"
"He must be the main top laner. Otherwise, how could he use Kennan to crush the president —"
It was indeed a reasonable guess.
After all, it was still the same thing: top, mid, bottom, and support. Each of the five positions had their own roles, and the training and abilities they needed to possess were also different. If you were to ask a mid player to play Kenan and top player, they would probably only be able to perform seventy to eighty percent of their original strength, not to mention a support playing the top lane …
It was simply two different things.
At this time, Xia Ziyou stood up. The current Miss Xia could be said to be in high spirits.
"I can prove it!"
"When Mu Qiu was with me, he mainly played support."
"His support is definitely stronger than the top laner!"
At this moment, hearing Xia Ziyou's words, the other guys in the room had to believe her more. However, they still looked at Mu Qiu with some surprise and doubt in their eyes —
Was he really playing support?
But the top laner in front of them was already so terrifying. How strong would the support position, which was even stronger than the top laner, be?
Xia Ziyou looked at Mu Qiu eagerly again.
Mu Qiu could easily guess the girl's thoughts and request in front of him. He could not help but shake his head helplessly. He glanced outside the room again.
It was not past lunchtime yet, and the internet cafe was not too busy at this time.
There was still some time to spare.
"Then let's play another round."
Mu Qiu waved his hand.
"Let's play a ranked match. I'll support you."
"Try to hurry up. After the match, I have to go back to work at the front desk. Don't dawdle like last time."
Even if these words came out of Mu Qiu's mouth, the other people in the room could not help but feel a little speechless.
Come on … I know you're strong.
But in the last ranked match, they didn't dawdle at all. In 25 minutes, the opponent surrendered. Wasn't it neat and tidy enough?
Hurry up …
What, do you really want to blow up the other side for 20 minutes?
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