On the giant LCD screen on the stage, the rhythm of Summoner's Canyon's bottom lane finally seemed to slow down a bit.
The two support heroes exchanged kills.
Airplane and Mother Wheel each took a kill. The two heroes only had a sliver of health left on top of their heads. They couldn't risk it anymore.
Therefore, it was time for him to retreat.
Most of the normal players in the audience had the same thought.
Only a small number of pro players subconsciously furrowed their eyebrows, vaguely sensing that something was amiss.
Because …
The HP of the two ADCs had already entered each other's kill range.
"If it was you, would you bet?"
"I would. What about you?"
"Me too."
In the front row of the auditorium, Golden Shanshan and Shi Hang were exchanging their opinions in low voices.
Then, both of their eyelids twitched at the same time, because if even they were willing to bet …
There was no reason for either of the two ADC's on the field to let go of this opportunity.
They would bet on it.
They would bet on a chance to kill.
They would bet on …
It all depended on whose reaction and hand speed was faster.
… …
On the stage, in the purple team's arena, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes in front of his computer screen.
His ADC, Airplane, was slowly retreating to the back of his own minions. At the same time, Mother Wheel was also slowly retreating to the bottom of the tower.
Her movements were unhurried and methodical.
It seemed like the atmosphere had become more relaxed, but Lin Feng was certain that both he and his opponent had their [Flash] in their hands.
The arrow was nocked.
The bowstring was taut and ready to be released at any moment.
Everyone could make the first move, but everyone was waiting for the next move. This was because, regardless of whether it was Lin Feng or Han Shihao, when their strength reached a certain level, their reaction speed and hand speed could be so fast that they could almost synchronize their movements and dodge an attack in an instant.
So the second move was more advantageous than the first move.
Lin Feng suddenly smiled.
He had to gamble.
There was no need to think too much. He just had to go.
Under Lin Feng's control, the mouse and keyboard moved as fast as lightning. On the screen, the ADC suddenly turned around and used [Flash] to rush forward!
Suddenly, he closed the distance between himself and Mother Wheel to within a few hundred meters!
"The plane moved first!!"
In the commentator's seat, Lightless Heart couldn't help but shout!
The entire audience was in an uproar. Many of the players' eyes almost popped out of their sockets. F * ck, you still want to get on the plane? Do you really want to bet your heartbeat with God F's Wheel?!
Like a bolt of lightning, Airplane, who was not far from the target, threw out a "Phosphorescent Bomb" that was followed by a "Q" skill!
And at the same time — —
It was as if Han Shihao had predicted that someone would make such a move. In less than 0.1 seconds, the blue team's ADC, Wheel Mother, had already reacted with extreme speed under Han Shihao's control!
Synchronized Flash!
He retreated several hundred yards!
The instant he dodged the Plane's Phosphorescent Bomb, he landed on the ground and swung his Q backhand. The Spinning Cross Blade cut through the air, whistling towards the Heroic Grenadier in a straight trajectory, dealing the first damage at the extreme distance.
"Mother Lunzi's backhand Q to the plane!"
Mo Sheng exclaimed in the commentator's seat. Before anyone could react …
Lin Feng's pupils suddenly shrank.
Then, almost as fast as he could, he unhesitatingly pressed down on the summoner's skill key!
[Heal]!
A glowing green light quickly lit up on Kutcher's body, healing a mouthful of health.
The next second.
Wheel's Q skill, Cross Blade Boomerang, was sent flying back.
It took away another small bar of health from the top of the plane's head, leaving Kutcher with only a tiny sliver of health left.
The next second.
Almost at the same time, the plane and Wheel Mother chose to turn around and retreat, once again widening the distance between the two sides.
The dust finally settled.
… …
The audience was silent for a moment.
Then, an uncontrollable uproar broke out in the audience. Many of the live audience couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:
"F * ck … that's really cool!"
"God F's reaction speed is so fast!"
"That was a Synchronized Flash just now, right? God F completely predicted Plane's counterattack!"
"Awesome!"
Most of the ordinary audience was just uniformly praising Han Shihao's amazing reaction speed just now, but only a few professional players were recalling the extremely short confrontation just now, and then each and every one of them revealed a slightly shocked expression.
On the commentary platform, Mo Sheng was a little hesitant:
"Just now … we saw the purple team's adc, Plane, hand over a healer at the end?"
Lightless Heart, however, became serious.
"Yes."
"This healer should be handed over, it must be handed over, or Plane will die."
As a first-line professional mid laner of the LPL's Dark Glory team, Lightless Heart's eyes were equally sharp. Just now, he very keenly captured the real most dangerous part of the confrontation that seemed as fast as lightning.
It seemed that it was indeed Plane who made the first move with Flash QA, and Wheel Mother who relied on her extremely fast reaction speed to flash and escape.
But in reality …
But the most dangerous part happened after that.
It was Wheel Mother's second Q.
In the arena, Lin Feng's eyes were slightly lowered, covering his somewhat bright and flickering eyes.
That move just now was only a hair's breadth away from life and death.
Because Wheel Mother calculated the limit of the Q skill too accurately, the first damage and the second rebound damage were released almost at the same time, the time between the two happening only a few tenths of a second.
The first damage, his Plane wouldn't die.
But if his reaction was just a beat slower and he didn't hand over the heal, the second damage of Wheel Mother's Q skill would have instantly reaped his Plane's head.
So …
It was really only a hair's breadth away.
It was so thrilling that even he felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat.
Of course —
Lin Feng raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, the flames of battle in his eyes burning even more fiercely.
Fortunately, he didn't let his opponent down.
At the same time, in the blue arena not far away, Han Shihao's expression was indifferent and calm in front of the computer screen, but his eyes inadvertently flashed a trace of satisfaction.
Very good.
This kind of reaction speed proved that the person was still the opponent he was familiar with back then.
He was still a worthy opponent for him to fight.
…
The audience below the stage listened to the analysis and explanation of the two casters on the commentary platform, and they were slightly stunned.
So the person who truly displayed astonishing reaction speed and judgment just now wasn't F God?
It was the fanbase player's ad-carry Plane?
His heal was pushed to the limit?
Most of the audience didn't really understand what was going on. This exchange didn't have a slow-motion replay, so they couldn't recall the specific details of Plane's maneuvers, so they still didn't think much of it.
It was probably just luck.
If the two casters really were as amazing as they said, then how could this be the skill of a normal fanbase player?
Even professional players were only so-so!
In the second row of the audience, the team's ad-carry player curled his lips in disdain.
"He just subconsciously used his heal."
"He just got lucky."
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