【Sleep! Trough!! 】

【Dansha!】 】

【Lower gram up!】 Mid King really ate it alone! 】

[There is no youth and frivolity, only the winner is king! Just put a lot of water, and Da Fei will fall? 】

[What about Faker's fans?] Come out and call again?! 】

[What's there to pretend, but it's just a single kill, I don't believe that Mid King hasn't been killed alone? 】

[I'm sorry, Mid King has won so far, and I really haven't been killed by a single concave once~]

[This is the world's No. 1 mid-single? 】

[Roselle pure in tulle! ] 】

The emotions of the audience in the live broadcast room were unprecedentedly high.

In the case that most people don't think Yasuo can kill, Luo Fan explains everything with his own actions.

There may be many seventeen-year-old geniuses, but there is only one seventeen-year-old mid king!

Eat it alone!

The posture of witnessing the whole process has already opened its mouth wide.

After a while, the sound of stumbling sounded.

"It's... Just slaughter it? ”

"Shan Cha?"

"What's the difference between this and killing a pig?!"

The child's posture gradually became agitated, and the voice became louder and louder.

"Xiao Luo!!"

"You have to walk the talk, right? It's really for you kid! ”

"Even if you lose, you win! This is Faker, who just won the World Championship! ”

"What other club can say no to you?"

As he spoke, his mouth was about to bend to the sky.

Mid King is my brother!

Club, hit the money!

All of a sudden, the smell of dog fighting and human power came up.

moreover

This wave of single kills is not just as simple as a human head.

The situation in the middle lane is opened, and with the understanding of Luo Fan in a posture, the next step must be to radiate his own advantages to his teammates, even if Deft can play a great advantage in the lower lane, but as long as he plays his own Titan ultimate, with Yasuo Feida, it is not directly melted?

There's a real chance to win!

Stepping on Faker's head to reach the top of the hanbok, I can't even dream of it!

...

At the same time as the climax in Erzi's skull, Luo Fan also finished cleaning up the army line and returned to the city on the spot.

Swish.

The blade was deeply inserted into the soil by inertia.

The prodigal son in the wind leaned lightly against the blade of his sword.

Airplanes~

The sound of the flute drifted in the distance.

Luo Fan silently opened another bottle of beer.

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

The fragrance of wheat spreads in the mouth.

The flushing on the cheeks is aggravated.

Luo Fan, who was drunk and hazy, looked at the screen in front of him and was quietly distracted.

Am I so strong...

The world's No. 1 midlaner fell under his hands.

Bang, bang.

A red heart kept beating, and a belief in invincibility quietly sprouted.

There was a shout in his ears, and the corners of Luo Fan's mouth smiled at some point.

maybe

We have no rival in front of us.

With an indifferent smile, Luo Fan spoke.

"Child, correct you, killing Faker alone is not the same as killing a pig."

"Oh?" The posture that was still making noise was stunned.

The voice continued.

"Killing a pig will dirty your hands, but killing Faker won't."

"It's just Shashuo, it's not as good as me!"

Luo Fan's voice slowly became high-pitched.

"No matter who will stand in front of me in the future, I, Luo Fan, will be destroyed!"

"This! It's my way of being a rogue customer! ”

The barrages of various touted barrages in the live broadcast room suddenly stagnated, and then more barrages burst out suddenly.

【Roselle!! 】

[It's just Shashuo, it's not as good as me! ] 】

[Crazy! 】

[You are Uchihaluo? 】

[Kill the strongest person, pretend to be the most ruthless! ] 】

【mid！ king！！ 】

All who heard Luo Fan speak were stimulated.

When will someone be able to step on Faker's head and talk like this?

Relieve gas!

It's so relieving!

In just two days, through the double row of gestures, Luo Fan has countless fans.

Except for his appearance, which has not yet been revealed, everything about Luo Fan satisfies the audience.

Just when netizens in the live broadcast room were surging.

The other side.

The guinea porpoise, which has been silently obbed, is also in the excitement.

"Strong!"

"The great god is too strong!"

"First use two blows to lower the blood volume of the clockwork, and then get stuck in the limit distance Q Feike, and kill the creep to ascend to six by the way while blowing the clockwork, and then take away Faker instantly with a wave of extremely gorgeous combos with ignition!"

"Clear thinking, silky operation!"

Call~

The guinea poise let out a sigh of relief, and the milky white snow rose and fell.

Luo Fan's operation just now really poked her in the eyes.

The small waist was weak and leaned back in the chair.

The guinea pig put the water cup on his drum, dragged the progress bar in the live broadcast room with his right hand, and kept replaying Yasuo's operation just now.

The golfers in the live broadcast room also launched a barrage.

【Professional! 】

[I always feel that Da Fei is in a strange position, is Yasuo's wind really so difficult to dodge? 】

[I hope that mid king can continue to maintain this level after entering the LPL.] 】

[Is there really no one watching the game? ] 】

[No one looks at me and closes it~]

[Take a look!] To be honest, I never thought I'd want to be such a water cup one day. 】

[Become a water cup +1.] 】

[Don't look at the bad woman! The souls are all hooked away! 】

【...】

There is a lot of talk from the outside world.

Meanwhile.

Deft, who was at the base of the KT Club in the cold country, also raised his head in surprise.

Clockwork was killed by a single person?

Deft's eyes were filled with incredulity.

This is the Faker who has just lifted the Triple Crown trophy!

Is the mid king who wants to snatch his first throne really that strong?

Should... It's just Feike's carelessness, right?

Deft shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and focused his attention on the game.

At this point,

Faker is manipulating the newly resurrected clockwork back online.

It's different from Deft's conjecture.

Lee Sang-hyuk's heart is mixed.

was crushed.

Both the operation and the plan have been seen through.

From the first-level matchmaking details to the sixth-level single kills, Faker only felt a big net enveloping him after careful review.

It was as if his every move was in Yasuo's calculations on the other side.

Am I old?

This is the first time that the young Lee Sang-hyuk has come up with such an idea.

Well?

How could I have such thoughts?

Faker frowned, cleared his thoughts, and took control of the clockwork to make up for it.

...

The game goes on.

The two sides have entered a period of relatively peaceful development.

With Luo Fan completing the counterpoint single kill, the economic gap in the middle lane has widened to more than 500.

Faker, who was re-online, became more and more stable, preferring to leak the knife rather than give Yasuo any chance to change blood, which also made the economic gap between the two sides of the middle lane gradually widen, and after a few waves of lines, the economic difference between Clockwork and Yasuo came to more than 1000, and Luo Fan also began to take his own jungler to do things.

In this period of 10~15 minutes.

The blind man, who was able to occasionally invade the barrel wilderness, had a miserable life.

After his own clockwork lost the right to the middle route, Yasuo on the opposite side kept invading with wine barrels.

Once carelessly blown up by a wine barrel, it is a death.

Don't ask.

The question is Yasuo's cooperation in knocking down Tailai.

The only thing that makes the blind monk player comfortable is that the advantage of the bottom lane is big enough.

In the case of an explosion in your midfield, the opposite lower lane also explodes.

Time passes in the process of coming and going.

In the blink of an eye,

The game time came to 19 minutes.

The first tower on the red side of the lower road has already been bulldozed by Deft, and the blue side of the tower has also been bulldozed by Luo Fan's cooperative attitude.

The Great Dragon is about to refresh.

Just then, Faker began to command again.

Bite~

A signal appeared on the lower road.

And the posture, still manipulating the Titans with a line that knows nothing about...

...