Again, just a few minutes into the game, the mid lane got a kill.

Menglo's Yasuo still used the Crimson Moon, and Sensen's blood became a nightmare for his enemies.

Then, it's like opening a floodgate.

Yasuo began to kill people like crazy.

Down, Wild, Top, and Mid Lane solitaires, the Tempest Wanderer left his Wind Blade in every corner of the Summoner's Rift.

Li Fan, Liu Cheng, and the users of the weapon master.

The three of them all watched Meng Luo's scene completely.

Some were shocked, some were surprised, and some collapsed.

What kind of game can you see like this?

It's all people, living players, not AI written with data.

He was killed without the slightest resistance?

The wielder of the weapon master was suddenly a little happy.

Fortunately, he didn't choose to play Meng Luo in this game, otherwise depending on the current situation, I'm afraid that he wants to play and lose Meng Luo's game alone, don't even think about it.

In addition to him, Yasuo's other three teammates were also blinded.

What the hell, that's how this game is played? We look like we're going to win?

How do you feel like you're going to win without doing anything.

This is probably the lowest existential game, right?

Time flew by, and everyone in the audience fell into numbness except Yasuo.

The numbness of the enemy being killed, the numbness of the teammates lying down.

Even twenty minutes after the game had passed, the person on the other side had forgotten that there was such a thing as surrender.

Resigned to fate, he became a ghost under Yasuo's knife.

In the end, time stood still in the twenty-eighth minute, Yasuo got sixteen heads, and the five people on the opposite side had already hidden in the spring, and even the ** who went out of the house, they were gone.

The long knife fell, and the base crystal burst.

Game over.

Although this game lasted longer than the previous one, it was only because the other side did not surrender.

In the last game, Clockwork and the others struggled and resisted, and the enemy didn't even have time to react in this game.

He has already been defeated.

Two big words of victory appeared on Meng Luo's screen, Meng Luo was expressionless, as if the game that had just ended did not make him feel any cool at all.

Li Fan leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to say something to Meng Luo.

But Monlo had already opened a new game very quickly.

Li Fan was suddenly stunned, and what he wanted to say was held back.

Then he saw that Meng Luo had once again chosen a familiar hero.

Wind Sword.

In his stunned streak, a new game begins.

No one in Liu Cheng's group has spoken, only Liu Cheng is constantly yelling, this game, Meng Luo's team also has his people.

And the number is still three.

However, it seems that no amount of people can change the course and outcome of this game.

Yasuo unsurprisingly won a single kill online, and then killed the whole game.

Although his teammates have changed to a new wave, the enemy has also changed to a new wave.

But to him, it seems that nothing has changed at all, or rather, it doesn't matter at all.

The blood-colored long knife quickly made the enemy on the opposite side fearful, even though there were three people on Meng Luo's side who spared no effort to send people to the head.

As soon as twenty minutes arrived, the other side launched a surrender.

Then Monlo started a new round.

It's still Yasuo, it's still slaughter.

It seems that in Meng Luo's hands, as soon as Yasuo is chosen, there is a natural explosion on the opposite side, and with a finger of the long knife, the enemy's crystal will be shattered.

Any hero who was once dominant, at this time, has become like an ant.

No one in Liu Cheng's group has spoken anymore, and even some people have begun to secretly withdraw from the group.

Even Liu Cheng himself didn't know what to say, although he had been staring at Meng Luo's game, his eyes had always been full of horror.

He didn't think about how Meng Luo did this, even in the first few rounds of this qualifying match, the opponents were generally not strong.

It can't be so vulnerable, right?

But today he was here in Meng Luo, and he saw something that he could never forget in his life.

Liu Cheng began to be silent.

"Come and see, there is a dark horse on the ranking list!"

"Seven games, six wins and one loss, and now it's fourth!"

"How is it possible, there are many people with the same six wins, how can it be possible to make him fourth?"

"The record is because of the record, this person, five consecutive games, only uses Yasuo, the handicap is super god, the average head is twelve, and the average time spent in the game is twenty-five minutes."

"Grass, and what's going on?"

Suddenly there was a burst of cheers in the training room, and many onlookers, as well as some people who had just finished the qualifying match, rushed to the door of the training room.

Then they all looked at the huge screen hanging at the door of the training room.

The first place is still Fang Yu, the second place is Wang Hailin, and the third place is Yuan Kuan.

The fourth place is Meng Luo!

At this time, Meng Luo's name and information card were framed with a golden yellow border, although the fourth, it was extremely dazzling.

This gold frame represents a winning streak, and the more consecutive wins, the more patterns around the gold frame.

Behind Monloe's name is the record of Monlo's last few games.

In addition to the different heroes used in the first two sets, the next five sets all used the same hero, Yasuo.

Due to the size of the screen, this only shows Yasuo's record in the latest match.

Nine kills and zero deaths.

Many people can't help frowning when they see this data.

This is not true to what the man said.

Then the men turned their gaze back to the end of the game.

Seventeen minutes!

Nine heads in seventeen minutes?

An average of two minutes a.?

How is this possible!!

And, seventeen minutes, how did the game end, and the other side couldn't surrender yet.

Could it be that it only took seventeen minutes for this Yasuo named Meng Luo to have already bulldozed the enemy's base?

What is going on, can anyone come out and explain!

"Damn, isn't this Meng Luo hanging?"

"Yes, this data, this head, this game is often too fake, how can ordinary people do such a thing?"

"Look at that Fang Yu, the fastest game will take twenty-six minutes to end."

"Seventeen minutes, tsk, I can't think of any other reason than to hang up."

"Open you/stinky hi, what age is this, don't you know if there is a plug-in in the game of League of Legends? Besides, next to the person in charge of the event and the teacher are standing, he dares to hang up? ”

The number of people gathered at the door of the training room, and the voices of people became louder and louder, and many people were attracted to get up from their seats and walk to the door.

But there were a few people who didn't move.

For example, Xiao Ruiguang, such as Jiang Xinyao, such as Lin Chu, Gu Zitian, Xu Chen. For example, Li Fan.

Among these people should have been Meng Luo.

But Meng Luo stood up and glanced around the training room.

There were very few people in the training room, and the few made him see Liu Cheng at a glance.

Liu Chengzheng sat sluggishly in front of the computer.

Then Monroe walked over to him.