Chapter Ninety-Eight: Crisis

"Look, Fang Lang is so perceptive."

The host has completely hung his heart to his throat and stared at the big screen intently.

Fang Lang turned his head and left without paying any attention, letting the belated jungler Luo Xing return.

"Sharp and fartious! It's just a temporary escape. ”

"Yes, yes, I don't see that the captain has begun to get ahead of his mending knife and experience."

"We can understand this situation when the gap is too big."

Intermittent laughter came from the audience.

If there are people who have a trace of luck in the other party just now, they are also sighing, some things are really not as simple as they seem, everyone is playing this game, everyone can understand the situation, the two roads up and down are almost all struggling to support, just to see who falls first.

Fang Lang gritted his teeth, the pressure he was under now was not so simple.

The pain on his body has been healed for most of the time, but there is a faint recurrence, more because of nervousness and concentration.

The closer Fang Lang gets, the faster he goes online.

Originally, he really wanted to make a breakthrough from his top lane to hit Zhao Yun, so as to expand the advantage of the bottom lane, but now he realized that there was indeed a gap between his strength and Zhao Yun.

Not to mention that Zhao Yun is a king, even a grandmaster is like a deep chasm.

If you cross this gap, you will become a god, and if you can't cross it, you can only be a poor worm for a lifetime.

Fang Langcai didn't care what everyone thought of him, what he cared about was whether he could cross it.

Zhao Yun at the other end did not relax his vigilance because of his Xiaoyou, and still paid attention to Fang Lang's every move all the time.

Everyone knows that the jungler and the top single are brothers, and the enemy's jungler is lurking not far from Zhao Yun, ready to take advantage of Fang Lang's mistake to let Fang Lang go to God completely.

"Oh my God! A blood broke out! ”

"What a handsome Kasumi!"

Zhao Yun's subordinate group Xia has blossomed wonderfully, and the Titan finally couldn't help but hook angrily, but at the moment of the hook, the damage of the yellow hair hit very little, but it was perfectly caught by Xia's beautiful net E, and the Titan's burly and sturdy body also fell in a pool of blood first.

Huang Mao, who was lone behind, watched the death of his teammates and panicked, and in such a major competition, a jump mistake fell directly into Luo's trap, and both of them died.

"Ahhhh Awesome! ”

"Ahhhh Handsome! ”

The violent cheers slapped towards the audience one after another like ocean waves, and the roar was too majestic for several players present to hear it clearly.

Huang Mao and Titan's faces had already turned iron-blue, and this roar was undoubtedly a morale boost.

Compared with Fang Lang's side, the team members on Zhao Yun's side were full of joy and seemed to be very excited.

Although it is an exercise that does not require physical strength, Fang Lang's clothes are completely wet with sweat, and when everyone looks down on him, the more he has to stand up, he has to prove the value of his existence like everyone.

"It's okay, relax your mind, let's play the late stage, as long as we hold on to everything."

Fang Lang tried his best to calm down and command the overall situation, everyone was centered on him, so he definitely couldn't fall.

Although the current match between him and Zhao Yun is a situation of 64 open, he has a disadvantage, but Zhao Yun definitely has a headache for him, because Fang Lang is very tenacious, and it is absolutely impossible to attack the lower waves.

"Brother, I'm coming, get ready."

As soon as Fang Lang's words fell, Qin Lang's voice sounded.

Although he was just as nervous, he was the only one who could maintain the same composure as Fang Lang, he had already groped his way to the corner of the upper road in the cheers of the crowd just now, and after the scan he carried with him, he was sure that there was no vision to see his presence here.

"Roger."

Fang Lang took a breath.

If you kill Zhao Yun once now, it will undoubtedly be an encouragement to the team, at least tell them that they can still persevere, otherwise the two of them will be completely out of state on the next road.

Just in the gap between Zhao Yun's push line, the spider operated by Qin Lang transformed, crawled rapidly, bypassed the triangular grass, and headed towards the captain's direction.

Fang Lang was not to be outdone, skillfully operated the sword demon, and took a big step forward.

After all, Zhao Yun is the strongest king, both operation and consciousness exist, and he was the first to perceive Fang Lang's initiative, so he didn't even return his hand, and retreated directly under his tower without looking back.

As long as you retreat to the tower, it is a safe place, after all, the army line is all piled up under Fang Lang's tower, and Fang Lang will definitely not dare to cross the tower naked.

But as soon as Zhao Yun turned around, he saw the deformed spider rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

You must know that in League of Legends, there is no hero who is better at crossing towers than spiders, and Flying can perfectly dodge the attacks of defense towers.

"Grass."

Zhao Yun in front of the screen couldn't help but say a dirty word, and their jungle mantis also sensed the danger of the boss, and jumped quickly on the way to come.

"Netting!"

Qin Lang threw out a large web made of spider silk and flew straight in the direction of the captain.

In this kind of crevice, the captain's position is largely restricted, and even if he wants to avoid this net, he is powerless.

"It's finished."

The spider's web accurately surrounded Zhao Yun's captain in a solid knot, and the hearts of the audience were also suspended in mid-air, Zhao Yun was the main force of the Information University, if the main force failed, then the mood of the team members would be different.

Qin Lang and Fang Lang's faces invariably showed a hint of a smile, but then the smile stiffened on their faces.

The captain ate a W of fruit, quickly untied the spider's web, and quickly ran down the tower.

It turned out that Zhao Yun was still holding on tightly to the only chip in his hand, that is, his fresh fruit, in the melee just now, just waiting for the spider's web, and then quickly cracking the web.

This kind of operation also tests the patience and decisiveness of the players at all times.

"It's okay, Yue Ta, I'll fight."

Qin Lang, who reacted, had already quickly thought of the next step, and chased after him, without planning to let go of the captain who had already used oranges, Fang Lang also understood the situation and followed up quickly.

Zhao Yun frowned, obviously there was no way to retreat.

Seeing that his jungle mantis was on the way over, after all, it was from the bottom to the top, and the distance was far away, and it was far too late just to spend time.

Just when the spider was already close to the position under the tower, the captain threw his ultimate move with a backhand.

The huge particles in the sky instantly formed an encirclement, surrounding the three people on the road and smashing them down on their bodies.

"It's not good, retreat!"

Fang Lang roared violently.