Chapter 117: Who Can Strike a Sword?

At the beginning of the second game, the players appeared again, and judging from their expressions, several FPS players were in a bad mood.

Anyone who is beaten like this is hard to be happy in his heart, from the beginning all the way to the end of the game, this kind of game is really boring.

Even, more like a torture.

The lineups of the two sides have not changed much in this game, RG insists on dual-core, and the FPS bottom lane still chooses EZ.

still didn't dare to fight, and even in order to stabilize the line, the auxiliary position also took out a hand of Lulu.

"Lulu with EZ, isn't it funny."

Shen Lang was speechless.

I'm afraid of death, so it's not like this.

This combination means that the pressure on the team is all on the statelessness in the middle.

If the mid laner performs well, then there is still some hope for FPS, and if the stateless is thin, then the result is self-evident.

The stateless player is also very old, and he is in a state of retirement in FPS, and it is difficult to gain an advantage against xiaofu.

Of course, the premise is that xiaofu himself does not diarrhea.

FPS pinned its hopes on statelessness, but unfortunately, it didn't take long for the start of the game to shatter the dream.

The game was only three minutes long, and the incense pot began to be caught.

The stateless choice is the knife sister, the current stronger mid-laner hero, however, no matter how strong the hero is, he can't do one or two.

As soon as the E skill is empty, the knife girl basically has no room to show, and the head was easily taken off by xiaofu.

Seeing this scene, the commentary rice noodles began to blow.

"Xiaofu is still powerful, the damage is very well controlled, as long as he can maintain his current state, I dare to assert that there must be a place for him in the world's top midlaners."

The little frog next to him also nodded approvingly, "That's right, after all, it's fu ninety thousand, the pride of domestic Zhongdan." ”

in the auditorium.

Hearing the words of the two commentators, Shen Lang's brows furrowed, he felt that there was something wrong with RG now, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

It's not that he's sour, now it seems that the entire LPL is blowing RG, fans are blowing, commentators are blowing, and even players in other divisions are blowing.

Shen Lang simply felt that this situation was very bad, the higher he held, the worse he fell, and he was afraid that several RG players would also think that he was very good.

"It's strange, what do I think these things are for, RG is obviously our opponent, I'm a fucking hammer."

He shook his head, cleared the clutter from his mind, and watched the game with peace of mind.

Back in the field.

The knife girl in the middle lane died once, and the rhythm exploded a bit, and in the next few minutes, the incense pot stayed in the middle lane.

Although the knife girl did not die again, her development was getting worse and worse, and the mending knife was pressed by Xiaofu by more than 30 people.

Shen Lang can guess the next plot.

The bottom lane insists on being obscene, the middle lane is frantically targeted, and none of the double Cs are harmful, which is also a hammer.

As he thought, in the next few waves of team battles, the FPS was lost because of not enough damage.

The group was originally very good, but it just couldn't win, and the knife girl didn't dare to output at all.

RG just waited for the FPS to start the group, and then directly counterattacked, widening the economic gap.

"This game is too embarrassing to watch!"

Boy can't stand it anymore.

FPS support and top laner opportunities are very good, but the output can't keep up, which makes him feel very as an ADC.

It's not good to output, you hit the C position of a hammer, isn't it good to play a meat to resist pressure?

The game went into FPS Slow Death time.

The development of AWM in this game is quite normal, but xiaofu is too fat, and he has gone crazy.

With a large lead in equipment, it is a set of seconds to meet anyone.

In the end, twenty-five minutes, under the premise that xiaofu would fight the opposite side to the death of the jungle, RG decisively opened the big dragon.

FPS several people came over in a group to do a desperate fight.

However, Xiaofu fought back decisively, and under his control, Ruiz unleashed tons of damage, and one person chased the four people on the opposite side of the hammer.

"Oh my God, xiaofu has gone crazy, his output is too high, no one can bear it, EZ is controlled, one set is directly killed, Lulu didn't have time to give ......"

The two commentators instantly became excited.

"Who can cross the sword immediately, only I am the general fu!"

The audience at the scene instantly became enthusiastic, as if they were operating in person, and they were very excited.

ACE!

Along with the sound effect of the system, RG directly pushes the crystal, removing the FPS crystal, and the game time is frozen at 27 minutes.

2-0, RG got the match point.

This bo5 seems to have lost its suspense, and playing with RG, FPS has no room to fight back at all, and the game doesn't even have a trace of twists and turns.

The economic curve goes all the way down, and there is not a single turning point, this kind of competition can only be described as crushing.

It wasn't until this time that the FPS crowd came to their senses.

In the break room, LWX lowered his head and felt a little depressed.

"In the next game, I don't want to use E anymore."

The choice of EZ is completely the meaning of the coach, in his heart, although AWM is a top ADC, it is not invincible.

The coach looked at him in surprise, and then sighed, "Forget it, in the last game, you can play whatever you want." ”

He already felt that his team was out of play, and the opponent was too strong.

The others nodded.

In the last game, even if you lose, you have to play the style of a little phoenix.

The game started quickly, and the FPS came up as soon as it was a big surprise, ADC took out Kasumi, locked Ruiz in the mid laner, and the style suddenly changed, and it was like two people before.

"That's how it should be!"

Boy clapped his hands, a twinkle in his eyes.

In the expectant eyes of everyone in ET, the little phoenix began its own nirvana.

The lower road to the line changed the previous style, and when you come up, you do it, and you can catch it in the jungle.

There are always times when there is a success, and AWM rarely surrenders a blood.

As a result, he felt a little unhappy.

"The jungler is coming down the road, the jungler on the opposite side has been coming and going, and there is no way to match the line."

The change in FPS style made him a little uncomfortable, and he had always been able to gain an advantage in the early stage, but he was suddenly suppressed and a little at a loss.

"It's hard to catch the next road, it's useless for me to come over, you guys don't fight, let's develop."

The incense pot also has a bitter heart.

The jungler didn't come, AWM became more and more irritable, and the operation gradually deformed.

Ten minutes ago, the FPS had gained a big advantage, and Xia Lu Kasumi's development was very good.

It's just a pity that the advantage was not maintained, and when the little dragon team battled, lwx made a mistake and was accidentally driven by the opposite side, and the adult head let AWM take it down.

This became the turning point of the final race, and AWM ate three routes, which finally developed.

In the end, the game was frozen at 40 minutes.

The two sides fought back and forth, but it dragged on to the late stage, and in the end, it was the AWM limit output, and the last wave of team battles could be won.

RG narrowly wins.

The score was three to zero, and the FPS was eliminated.

At the end of this game, Shen Lang's eyes lit up.

His idea was validated in this game, and the RG is not a bucket, it is also flawed.

"Pre-...... Definitely play to the advantage! ”

Taking a deep breath, Shen Lang thought to himself.