A world-famous jungler once said.

Hit Uzi, just catch it at two levels.

This sentence is somewhat offensive on a subjective level. But from an objective point of view, it seems very rigorous.

When Song Wen excitedly played the belly drum, the whole world was in chaos.

[Black's clumsy acting skills are not as wonderful as one ten-thousandth of my god. 】

[Although Uzi always ranks second in the competition of imitating himself, I don't think Kuroide can surpass it for the time being when it comes to belly applauding.] 】

[If, I mean, what if, what if the black one said wasn't applause? 】

[Huh? And what else is said?! 】

[I took a closer look just now, and it seems that there is indeed a discrepancy. 】

[When the color of cheer is pronounced, the tongue should be hidden in the teeth, but when Kuroti pronounces the last sound, the tip of the tongue is exposed.] 】

[To retranslate, what Kuroide said is: There has never been such a wonderful start, please cheer for me, ho for me...... Drink milk! 】

[I'm rough! 】

[I announce that Uzi is ranked second in the contest that imitates Uzi drinking milk!] 】

At this time, the Snake team players heard Song Wen's cheers, and everyone was already in Bengbu.

If it weren't for the rules, he would have wanted to stand up and feed Song Wen now.

got the gesture of the priest's baptism, showing his suppressive power in the middle lane, the little tiger screamed, and his mood was obviously better.

On the other side of the RNG player seat, Uzi, who had just been caught to death by the two levels of fans, had not had time to go crazy, and the little tiger in the middle was already popular.

"I'm rough, what does this posture mean! Play me in the last game! ”

Sindra's line clockwork should be a dominant line in the early stage.

Through the performance of the posture in the previous game, Xiaohu had already planned to directly penetrate the posture in the middle.

But as soon as the posture came up, he twisted him three Qs through the move, and a wave of blood exchange, which directly buzzed Xiaohuchang's brain.

Uzi saw that the middle lane, which should have been an advantage, was now pressed, and his mood became even more irritable, and he said:

"The VN on the next road has to be caught, how can you play if you don't catch it."

The spicy fragrant pot silently cut the screen and glanced at the road, without saying a word.

He didn't bother to argue with Uzi anymore.

For the RNG people who have already had conflicts, although they performed well all the way in the playoffs and eased the atmosphere in the team, to put it bluntly, these contradictions have only been buried temporarily.

Once you encounter a situation like today's, all new and old hatreds will sweep in one go.

In the past, the spicy fragrant pot would still say a sentence, but now, he just wants to PK with this little fat man offline.

The spicy incense pot glanced at the middle of the road, and found that the clockwork of the posture was pressing the line, and deliberately said loudly:

"Xiaohu, I'm here! Can you push it! ”

Xiaohu wasn't sure whether it was fried Hu or really possessed by the black god before the gesture, but when he heard that the spicy incense pot was coming to gank, he nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes!"

Sindra backhand QE shot!

The posture is a small sideways position, and he twists it elegantly, and he is even very confident that he doesn't even have an E skill set for himself.

The spicy incense pot has appeared on the line, and when I saw Sindra QE pushing into the air, I knew that this wave was unlikely to kill the posture, but it was coming, and the wave was always in good shape, so I rushed up directly with EQ in a second row.

However, in the face of the barrel that rushed up, the posture did not choose to retreat, but suddenly turned forward and pressed, and the QW skill damage hit Sindra at the same time, and the barrel was slightly predicted E.

"Wow!!"

The posture dodged two waves of skills in a row, which directly caused the entire stadium to erupt in unbelievable cheers.

"Gesture! This is a please! After the first slump, please God is late! ”

Clockwork QW hit Syndra's body, bringing the already consumed Sindra's HP to less than half of her health.

And the clockwork that took advantage of it didn't seem to want to stop, and still gave Sindra two basic attacks on the front.

Sindra threw a W skill with a backhand, and with the Q of the keg and the deceleration of the red buff, she finally escaped, and the position of the clockwork was also forced to the intersection of the blue F6.

On the commentary seat, the stateless frowned, a little excited.

"But this wave of posture seems to be a little too big, and I feel like I can't go away from this position!"

However, as soon as the stateless words fell, I saw that the wine barrel that could obviously chase A, but turned around and walked away!

"Huh! Incense pot! Guan Zeyuan's voice was full of puzzlement, "Isn't the incense pot chasing after you?" Just left! ”

Obviously, this wave can be killed, and even if it can't be killed, it can make a flash, but the barrel actually left directly like this.

Even when the barrel was gone, Clockwork turned around and threw a set of skills up, with a posture that if you don't kill me, I won't want to leave today.

The stateless reacted immediately, and some couldn't help but want to laugh:

"I see! RNG definitely feels like Sao fans are in this position! According to the calculation of time, Sao Pink Kai was directly caught by two levels, and now it is indeed time to eat six birds here. And the position of the posture is too deceptive, always giving people the feeling that there is someone behind him. ”

Hearing the stateless explanation, Guan Zeyuan also lived a little in Bengbu.

"This is a professional game, if this is put in my real money game, not to mention that your jungler may be here, even if I see him here with my own eyes, I will also go up and wrestle with you first."

At this time, in the RNG player seat, Xiaohu was indeed shouting to stop the incense pot.

"The posture is not right, this is a god! There must be someone behind this walk, don't chase it! ”

In fact, the reason why stateless and Guan Zeyuan want to laugh is because from God's point of view, the fans at this time are not in F6 at all.

After he finished catching the lower road, he went to hit the stone man on the blue side, and then pinched the time when Xiao Ming's first wave of triangular grass vision disappeared, and squatted back directly.

Seeing Sao Fan squatting like this, he said with a stateless smile:

"What's going on with Sao Fan, don't you brush the wild and brush Uzi? It's a little too cloudy, and the stone man is back! ”

And the barrage in the live broadcast room saw that the fans were so unbelievable, and they also brushed it up.

[Guard dog X10086.] 】

[What do you mean, can you give me a chance for God and Father to have a fair showdown!] 】

[The black is too much, the Imperial City PK that was said to be good, the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, why did you still bring the dog up? ] 】

[Black out doesn't talk about martial arts, good or bad, I like it so much. 】

In fact, at this time, Song Wen was also driving away fans.

"It's not a fan, why have you been squatting here, can you brush your birds?"

His advantage in the lower road is already big enough, and the spicy fragrant pot is unlikely to help the lower road in a short time, so during this time, with his ability, he can unilaterally beat Uzi.

But as soon as the fans came, the taste was not right.

It gives him the feeling of being a dog.

After the game, a group of people will definitely spray him every day to let the jungler revolve around him, and the duel with Uzi is not fair, if you really match the line, maybe you can't really beat Uzi Yunyun.

Song Wen doesn't care about these outside voices, but someone will.

Some people will not only care, but will believe it.

Sao Fan is standing here, doesn't it give Uzi a reason to dump the pot?

"The jungler has been living under me, how can I play. As soon as I went out, I was arrested, what are I doing in the jungle at home. Lao Tzu casually beat him on the line, Lao Tzu really obeyed. ”

But in the past, I would like to bury my head in the butt of the chicken, and today I don't know what the disease is, even if Song Wen asks him to brush it, he won't brush it.

Under Song Wen's repeated urging, the fan who couldn't understand Chinese finally spoke.

"That bird isn't tasty."

"What kind of bird is delicious?"

"That's a chicken, it's not delicious, I'm going to eat a bird that can fly."

"What?"

Song Wen was stunned by the brainless words of Sao Fan, and he didn't react for a while, and then he heard Sao Fan continue:

"Three-legged golden crow! There were three of us, and we just ate three bird legs. ”

In the voice of the snake team, there was a sudden deathly silence.

The eyes of the four people left the screen in front of them almost at the same time, and turned their heads to look at the position of the jungler.

Sao Fan Banban sat there squarely, and it wasn't anything else weird.

The gesture hissed, and couldn't help but scold.

"I'm a rough Nima Sao fan, are you possessed by something dirty?"

Brother Crystal was also shocked, and said with some horror: "Sao Fan, you won't be bowed down by your fellow countryman when you go home, right?" ”

Even Song Wen frowned, although he didn't speak, but judging from his behavior of missing a sports car, Song Wen's heart was also not calm.

Who knew that after the fan finished speaking, he seemed to be a little unsatisfied, and continued:

"And he's red now, if he catches another wave, he'll definitely be cooked, and the roast bird is delicious."

As soon as Sao Fan's words came out, the posture of the person in the middle of the road was completely unable to sit still.

"I'm a rough fan! What the are you doing! What does it mean that you want to rob Lao Tzu of the character design! ”

Brother Saint Gun shook his head a little helplessly, he never thought that one day in this team, his Chinese accomplishments would not even be comparable to the fans.

Brother Crystal widened his big cowbell-like eyes and exclaimed:

"Sao Fan! International friends are starting to play abstract! Yalei, is it so involuted to play abstract these days! ”

"You listen to my sassy fan," the gesture said earnestly, "you should be your silent guard dog, don't talk nonsense, the abstract water is very deep, you can't grasp it." ”

After speaking, the gesture couldn't help but take advantage of the gap between the mending knives, left the keyboard with his left hand, and pinched his clone below.

In the face of the group of teammates attacking him, the fans became incomprehensible to Chinese.

Seeing this scene, Brother Crystal couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "To be honest, I've always been afraid of this day. Sao Fan's adaptive Chinese, if you learn abstraction again, is already invincible. ”

Brother Saint Gun was amused and laughed, and he quickly shook his wit when he was worried that he would be forgotten on the field.

"Sao fan, remember to write an admission application to Brother Wen after the game."

While several people were talking and laughing, the resurrected Uzi finally returned online.

Xiao Ming was also in good shape after the wave just now, so he didn't go home.

Seeing Uzi on the line, Xiao Ming spoke:

"Puppy, let's make another vision of the triangle grass, I don't have a CD yet."

This wave of troops of the snake team can no longer be controlled, and they have hoarded two large waves of troops to come in, in this case, although the state of both of them is very good, the probability of being crossed by the tower is very low, but the fans may have to be disgusted.

Hearing Xiao Ming's words, Uzi hesitated.

I don't know why, maybe it's more sensitive to the smell of the same kind, Uzi always feels a little dangerous in the dark grass.

"I'm with you, the prince should be in F6, not so fast."

It wasn't until Xiao Ming said another word that Uzi began to move towards the triangular grass.

However, before he could insert his eyes, the Debang military flag had already fallen at his feet!

Immediately afterwards, the prince's heroic and majestic figure rushed out of the grass directly, and instantly picked up the big mouth!

"I'll fuck you!!"

Facing the prince who appeared again, Uzi no longer had fright in his heart at this time, only endless anger.

Xiao Ming on the other side was quite calm, the prince's goal was the big mouth, and he didn't hit the wind girl, he gave the big mouth shield as soon as possible, and a short wind backhanded to blow the prince who was close to the face away.

However, Brother Crystal and Song Wen on the other side handed over the flash through the wall almost at the same time.

The purple-skinned garlic directly turned Uzi into a sheep, rolled the ground woman forward, and adjusted her position!

Demon Judgment!

The passage near the triangular grass was so narrow, and the walls on both sides made it easy for VN to nail its big mouth to the wall.

Waiting for the big mouth, there is only death.

VN easily accepted the big mouth's head, while Xiao Ming on the other side escaped only after handing over the flash.

Song Wen finished eating another wave of troops under the blue square tower, and easily pressed back to the city.

Four minutes into the game, VN scored three heads, four levels, and twenty-five swords. Big Mouth has a 0-2 record, two levels, and eight supplements.

On the commentary seat, the faces of the stateless and Guan Zeyuan could no longer hide the gloating expression.

"Wow! Sao fans are so dirty! This road has completely collapsed! Four minutes into the game, Uzi's time on the line, not even a minute. ”

"The most important thing is that now RNG can't help Uzi at all, the middle lane is now being pressed by the posture of inviting God, and the jungler is in the upper half, RNG really has to think of a way."

Hearing Guan Zeyuan's words, the stateless frowned, thought for a while, and said tentatively:

"Or, change the line?"

At this time, the RNG player seat, the brilliance emitted by Uzi has been bathed in the top of everyone's head.

He held back his anger for a long time, and when the picture changed from black and white to color again, he finally couldn't help but say:

"Letme, let's change the line, I can't play on the lower road."

Letme was stunned for a moment when she heard Uzi's words, and before she could react, she saw that Big Mouth was already walking towards the upper road.

His expression instantly turned painful, as Qinggang Shadow had just pushed a wave and a half of troops over.

And the statelessness in the commentary seat also noticed Uzi's movements, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Huh? It's really a line change! Change the line in four minutes, Uzi! Brother, I'm kidding! ”

In the live broadcast room, I saw Uzi, who was walking straight towards the road, and the big tree that hadn't even had time to return to the city, and the barrage was completely stopped.

[Four-minute line change? I'm too rough. 】

[This is the god of our LPL, the god who goes to the road to develop in four minutes, do you LCK have such a god!] 】

[The formula of the groove is really whining and moist. 】

[Please pay attention to Lemte's expression.] 】

[Why doesn't letme laugh, is it because I don't like it? ] 】

[Letme: Uzi, I know you have good intentions, but don't set off yet.] 】

[The fiery clouds in the east finally burned to the west.] 】

(End of chapter)