Just a moment ago, Zhao Yang was still secretly delighted by his little trick.
However, the next second, the words of Dou Zi, the president of the eSports club, completely sent him into an ice cave.
"Since you've seen it, how can you still say such stupid things?"
It was a harsh and merciless reprimand.
Zhao Yang was stunned at once. He almost couldn't believe what he had just heard. He looked up at Dou Zi in a daze, but the latter was still looking at him with a disdainful look as if she was looking at an idiot.
His throat moved, and Zhao Yang felt that his mouth was extremely dry.
"Captain Dou, what are you talking about … I, I don't quite understand."
Dou Zi still had a contemptuous expression on her face.
"Didn't you see Feng Feng's actual battle with your own eyes?"
"I saw it with my own eyes, but you still don't know how strong he is?"
"I say, is there something wrong with your brain? Or are your eyes not working? How can you say something like that? With Feng Feng's strength, which position is not at the top level? If he joins our eSports club and wants to play as a jungler, of course I have to give up my position to him. Don't you understand? "
A barrage of questions came out of her mouth.
The explosion caused Zhao Yang's head to spin, and he was simply unable to reply even half a sentence.
In the end, Dou Zi shook her head and looked at Dou Zi speechlessly. Then, she bluntly said,
"I think you're really not in good condition recently."
"Take a good rest and adjust."
After that, Dou Zi did not bother to talk to Zhao Yang anymore. She turned her head and continued to focus on waiting for the match to begin.
Zhao Yang stood there in a daze, his mind blank. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. His face alternated between green and red for a long time. In the end, he did not dare to say a word and walked away dejectedly with his head down.
Cheng Qingqing and Song Jia did not say anything and just watched the show. When they saw Zhao Yang being scolded away by Dou Zi, Cheng Qingqing gloated.
"Serves him right!"
"This Zhao guy wants to pick a fight."
Song Jia looked at Dou Zi thoughtfully. She had a deeper understanding of Dou Zi's position in her heart.
Deng Zhe could not help but be a little surprised. He did not expect that Dou Zi would be so rude when scolding his own team's main member. He could not help but say,
"Zi, isn't that a little too harsh?"
Dou Zi pursed her lips.
"This is nothing."
"Zhao Yang can say anything he wants, but he's far from qualified to pick on Fengfeng."
As he spoke, he did not explain further. Suddenly, he became excited again.
"I won't say it anymore!"
"Hey hey, this round is about to start!"
Then, he carefully looked ahead, and his eyes lit up again.
"F * ck!"
"Feng Feng's choice of champion is quite fierce!"
At this time, the blue and purple team's lineups for Group 5's Arena A had already been confirmed, and their lineups were all set — —
The purple team consisted of Jayz, mid laner Void Prophet, jungler Spider, ADC Explorer and support Nami.
On the blue side, the top lane was Lan Bo, the middle lane was Tribulation, the Master of Shadow Stream, and the adc was Policewoman and the support was Fan Mom.
As for the blue team's jungler …
Lin Feng's hero this time was the Berserker Olaf.
Olaf, nicknamed Mad Dog.
…
The match entered the loading stage.
The three people from Room 504 who were standing behind Lin Feng were cheering him on passionately.
"Good luck, Lin Feng!"
"Carry Olaf!"
"Jungler, take down the three lanes!"
Cheng Qingqing also came up to Lin Feng and giggled. "Little brother Lin Feng, play well this round. If you win … big sis will reward you!"
Her tone was ambiguous, and it immediately attracted the attention of many of the surrounding freshmen. Then, they all turned to stare at Lin Feng with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
But the most excited one was Dou Zi.
The dignified president of Shang Cai's esports club, the person in charge of tonight's freshmen tryouts, was also shouting like a diehard fan.
"Good luck, Fengfeng!"
"What the f * ck!"
At this time, it wasn't just the surrounding freshmen who were watching the match. Even the five purple players sitting on the opposite side of the field raised their heads and stared blankly at Dou Zi, who was rumored to be the future president of their esports club.
This …
What's going on?
Even the president of the Master division thinks so highly of the opposing jungler, Olaf?
All of a sudden, the freshmen in the purple army looked at Lin Feng in a strange light. Their eyes were filled with vigilance and fear.
It seems like this Olaf is a very scary opponent.
It's decided.
Watch out for the jungler!
The purple team's middle laner, Grasshopper, opened his mouth.
"Watch out for the three lanes.
Watch out for Olaf's wandering gank! "
Then, the other players on the purple side nodded with solemn expressions on their faces.
It was supposed to be a random matchup, but the five students of the purple team immediately reached a tacit understanding on such a matter. And the credit for all this …
It was all thanks to a certain president of the esports club.
Deng Zhe turned to look at Dou Zi, speechless.
Song Jia was also looking at the president with a strange expression. She coughed lightly and said, "President Dou, I think it's best if you don't say too much."
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice.
"Ahaha, sorry, sorry, I got too excited …" Dou Zi had also noticed the problem. He let out a hollow laugh, then put on a nonchalant expression. "It's fine. This kind of small provocation is nothing to Fengfeng!"
He knew all too well how strong Lin Feng was.
That was why he was so blindly and unconditionally confident. No matter how much Olaf was targeted, the purple team couldn't change the fact that they were destined to lose.
… …
Lin Feng was just as confident in himself.
He didn't care if the other side targeted him or not.
He brought out Olaf for this match because he wanted to end the match quickly. He wanted to carry the entire team by himself.
The loading bar came to an end.
The system's announcement echoed throughout Summoner's Canyon.
The match officially began. On the blue team, Lin Feng controlled Olaf to start with a blue buff. For a hero like a Berserker, starting in the jungle was the only way to ensure the efficiency of the next kill. After all, Olaf's skills used up a lot of mana.
However, after the blue buff spawned, Olaf's first skill, Axe, caused an uproar among the spectators.
Bang!
Olaf threw his heavy axe forward with all his might. After hitting the blue buff monster and the two minions, the axe continued to spin forward without losing any momentum. In an instant, it flew to the other side of the jungle wall and landed heavily on the ground.
The spectators couldn't help but widen their eyes.
Huh?
Olaf's Q …
Did he make a mistake?
Cheng Qingqing was also dumbfounded. "Little brother Lin Feng's Q, did he make a mistake?"
Vice president Deng Zhe also subconsciously frowned.
Generally speaking, Olaf's Q skill would be able to reset the cooldown of his Q skill by quickly picking up the axe from the landing spot. Under the condition that he had learned Q skill at level one, Olaf could rely on this effect to continuously swing his axe to deal damage to the wild monsters. This was the highest efficiency and the lowest HP loss to complete his farming.
In other words, the landing point of Olaf's Q skill should have been particular.
But now …
Lin Feng's Olaf's first Q skill actually went straight over the wall. If he wanted to pick up the axe again, he would have to walk a long way or simply couldn't pick it up. He could only wait for the skill to cool down.
In this way, without the repeated reset effect of the Q skill, Olaf's first kill was very damaging.
To put it bluntly …
"This kind of mistake is very low-level —"
In the crowd, a freshman couldn't help but mutter.
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