After pausing and returning to the game, it was obvious that the player had lost his spirit.
There were all kinds of low-level mistakes such as missing blades, throwing dragons, and changing the shape of the controls.
Defeated by Ye Chen one after another, it was a huge blow to their morale.
The mid lane was single-killed, the jungler repeatedly helped but failed, the top lane was caught twice in a row and the lane exploded.
Every cause must have an effect, and the retribution of IM was Ye Chen.
With Ye Chen pulling Hatred Points, Condi's development was flourishing.
He was still one level ahead of Spider, and his last hit was more than 10 hits lower.
He rejoiced.
The other party only wanted to rip off Yechen and had no appetite for him at all.
Support, Dragon Control, and Anti-Jungler followed the rhythm.
It was not that Condi had not thought of leading Ye Chen's pace, but he had been too weak in his instant messaging. In the 10-minute instant messaging, Ye Chen had killed one of the three players in the field, and the most impressive thing was that he could still run after killing them!
Do you know how to play?
Gradually.
Seeing the hope of victory, Condi temporarily put his hatred for Ye Chen to the back of his mind.
Rotten?
It didn't exist.
Why didn't he lie down when he had a father in the team?
If he could make it to the World Competition, why would he go against honor? Wasn't this his dream when he first stepped into the pro scene?
Ye Chen was basically driving an armored car and driving him around. It would be too ungrateful to get out of the car and show off.
Of course, all of this was based on Ye Chen's sufficient strength.
If Ye Chen was even the slightest bit weak, the result could be imagined.
However, Mystic was high, 957 was hard, and Jordan was high and hard!
"We have two Earth Dragons in our hands, while IM only has an insignificant Wind Dragon. There's still one minute before the Baron respawns.”Miller said.
"Once the Baron is taken, there's no way for the IM team to win.”
19 minutes.
The headcount ratio was 12:4, and the economic lead broke through the 6000 mark.
During this period, IM organized a few waves of counterattacks.
It was a pity.
The effect was minimal.
At most, it would be 1 for 1, or even 2 for 1. It was not profitable at all.
"Ye Chen's 1000-yuan bounty is hanging over his head, making him very envious.”
Ye Chen's record was 3-0-8.
The entire team had 12 kills, and 11 of them were related to him. He could drive the rhythm of the entire game while completing the lane pressure, taking care of both.
178 knives.
Syndra only had 142 blades, and the economic gap was 2500k. It was the highest in the audience.
"How could this be?"
Baeme muttered.
He was very distressed. He did not know what the problem was.
Taking out Sindra won half of the laning, and the Jungler chose Spider to win another half. The time, place, and people were all on the side of the IM, so it was unreasonable not to win in laning.
But now, not only was he unable to suppress him, Ye Chen's rhythm was also flying as he killed him alone.
"Which bastard said that he was reckless and would not support his teammates?”
"Donate your eyes if you don't need them.”
He had been ruined by the gossip in the industry.
After nearly twenty minutes of the match, Ye Chen did not gain any advantage at all. He was even covered in a thick psychological shadow.
Facing Ye Chen, he only felt fear.
Deep in the bone marrow, hard to erase
"Damn it, we'll lose either way. Why don't we just kill Ye Chen?”Jinjiao suggested.
Ye Chen drove off the road several times in the middle of the game, making things worse for him, who was already suppressed by Mystic.
"This guy can't be judged by common sense. The evaluation of the outside world is all wrong.”AJ's face was ferocious as he roared in the voice chat,"You don't know how to provide support? He's too good at supporting!"
"I agree. Let's catch him and vent our anger.”
His mentality collapsed as early as the pause more than 10 minutes ago
In less than three minutes, Ye Chen and Shang Ye killed him three times in a row.
Tiamat, Black Cheer, and Ye Chen, who had cloth armor and shoes, were both tanky and good at fighting. In front of the spiders, they had managed to cross two towers and survive five consecutive towers.
When did the top lane become a two-man lane?
AJ thought he was facing a Ferocious Assassin.
You might as well buy a villa and live on the road.
At this moment.
AJ glanced at the new keyboard and leaned back in his chair in despair.
He didn't want to see the hero, Ke Lie, again.
If he wasn't a top player, he wouldn't even want to play Ke Lie in this life.
I'm even more afraid that when the mouse falls on the hero column in the future, it's easy to recall that unbearable situation.
Every time Creed's skr echoed in the canyon, he felt like a car was coming to catch him. Every time Jordan drove over and tied him up with chains, there was nothing he could do other than throw the R to clear the minions and light the explosive barrels.
Oh no, he could even take his hands off the keyboard.
Nightmare.
"Hey." AJ sighed heavily and looked at the terrible record of 1-4 in the upper right corner. He suddenly realized that millions of eyes around the world were staring at him. He could not make a fool of himself again, or he would be a joke.
"Even if I lose, I have to kill him once."
AJ secretly cheered himself on.
After buying his equipment, he left and headed towards the bottom lane.
At this moment.
Ye Chen cleared the lane alone at the bottom lane.
Perhaps this was an opportunity.
"AD's middle lane is closed. The three of you follow me and capture him!”
AJ's voice rang out in the voice chat.
"Don't humiliate yourself. It's meaningless.”
"So what if we catch him? Wouldn't we still lose?”
Baeme said listlessly as he leaned back in his chair.
"Are you worthy of being a professional player? Why did Syndra die so many times?”
"Level 2 solo kill, T0 mid-laner! Those who didn't know better would think that you were playing as a healer mid-laner!”
"Put some rice on the keyboard. Even the old hen in the village is better than you.”
"How can we play with a big father?”
Support R scolded.
Was there a champion stronger than Syndra in the middle lane?
In a lane, even a new hero or an unconventional mid lane, you could still be killed by a level 2 tower jumping solo.
You're still badmouthing your teammate here. Aren't you a pure resentful seed?
The R, who had the vision of the bottom lane support, didn't know what was going on in the middle lane. How did it go through the middle lane in the blink of an eye?
His doubts were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Immediately.
He had an emotional breakdown.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
"How would I know? Why don't I give you the keyboard to play with?"
Baeme, who had been suppressing his anger, finally could not hold it in anymore.
Her tears fell.
He had been in the circle for many years, and although he hadn't become a top player, he was still able to stabilize his position as the starting mid-laner in the playoffs.
He had never felt so aggrieved even when facing a celebrity mid-laner.
Right now.
Compared to Ye Chen's battle record, he was ashamed of himself.
"I didn't know that this champion kill line was so ridiculous. After he rolled the snowball, Tiamat started a wave of kill lines. After pushing the kill line, he went to swim. I couldn't push it, and I couldn't beat it.”
Baeme, who had exploded mentally, cried.
The teammates beside him were all dumbfounded. Why was one of them crying!
So many years.
This was the first time he had seen someone tear up before the match even ended.
The crybaby was actually beside them.
Aiyo, she cried so sadly.
Should she hug him and give him some comfort?
Speaking of which, this monster Ye Chen was too f * cking fierce. It was common for him to crush his opponent, but this was the first time he had cried!
"Come, I've let it go! If we catch him and kill him, we'll just surrender and not give him the chance to continue torturing us!”
"Anyway, we're going home to fish. We have to fish decently.”
Baeme wiped away his tears, his tone unprecedentedly firm.
As soon as the decision was made, his teammates responded.
Kill him!
He couldn't bring humiliation home.
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