Rise

Chapter 242: shame

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17 minutes of game time.

Before the purple square F4 wild area, the little fishmen in the mid lane could not get along at all online, and could only come over and brush a wave of wild monsters to make up for their development.

And even if he went to the wild area to clear the wild, the little fishmen did not dare to relax their vigilance at all, and even the "quirky" of the E skill did not dare to use it to clear the wild, just for fear that they would not be able to escape when the opponent caught him.

Now the little fish people...

It was already like a bird with a startled bow.

And when the little fishman finished collecting his F4 monsters and walked forward to prepare to return to the middle route from the narrow passage next to the river mouth—

A dazzling illusion imprint suddenly flew from the shadow area of the grass at the mouth of the river!

Snapped!

A crisp explosion.

Almost at the same time, the second dazzling imprint came flying again.

Along with passing through the wall, there was also a charming figure with an elegant figure and an aura of icy death.

Snapped!

Step down firmly.

The W skill of the Trickster Enchantress "Wandering in the Shadows" damage, triggering the extra damage of the second magic mark, suddenly stacked together and exploded at the same time!

Q, R, W.

A set of combos was completed in one go.

When people's brains are still in a blank state, they have already emptied the blood bar of a full-blooded murloc in seconds.

Kill and take away.

"You-have-been-slained."

The killing announcement of the female voice of the system echoed coldly and relentlessly.

Looking at the game screen that turned into a black and white TV again on the computer screen in front of him, the red-haired youth who was the mid laner of the LSPL second-tier professional team and the wind team almost collapsed completely.

Die again!

It's been seconds again!

Just now, before he even had time to activate the useless E-skill "Gorgeous Monster", he was once again injured by the opposite mid-lane enchantress.

collapsed.

The game time is less than 20 minutes, and his mid laner Minor is already 0/7/2, which is close to the super ghost.

The red-haired youth's teeth were shaking uncontrollably.

This is anger.

At this moment, he hated the opponent's Blue Fang's mid lane enchantress so much that his teeth were clenched.

But at the same time this is more fear and apprehension.

Because of the terrifying and oppressive sense of oppression that the mid-lane enchantress on the opposite side brought him in this qualifying match... It almost made him, a second-tier professional mid-laner player in the LSPL League A, feel suffocated.

It seems to be facing a terrifying ancient beast.

The oppressive aura emanating from the other party was enough to make him breathless.

The opponent was crushed and beaten from start to finish.

He had no power to fight back.

completely…

Not an opponent.

The red-haired youth gritted his teeth, his face was ashen and ugly, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart:

(Mom, mother... )

(Who the hell is that damn guy!)

Early 20 minutes.

Lin Feng's mid lane enchantress is already infinitely superheroic.

On the top lane where Tian Tian was located, his top laner also easily gained a huge advantage. By this time in the qualifying match, the blue team had almost secured the victory.

It was almost time for the opponent's Purple Army to issue a vote to surrender.

Lin Feng typed in the public frequency chat column, and sent a message to the mid-lane fisherman on the opposite side:

"It turns out that your mid-order is the same as your top-order."

There was a bit of regret in his tone.

But it is actually an understatement of ridicule, like a slap in the face of the opponent:

"Being a troll, if you don't have any strength, you will be slapped in the face in minutes."

In the training room of the Zephyr Team E-sports Club, the red-haired youth in front of the computer screen looked even more embarrassed and ashen, but at this time, he had no way to refute such a taunting slap in the face, but he still insisted on a tough counterattack:

"I sprayed?"

"Find out, did KG get beaten 3-0 by SSK?"

"No way to tell the truth!?"

Although he was still fighting back with a strong tone, in fact, as soon as he said these words, the aura of the red-haired youth had already weakened.

Lin Feng nodded.

Well, that's right, KG was beaten 3-0 by SSK.

But this is still not the reason why trolls can attack personally.

But this kind of thing Lin Feng is too lazy to start from scratch with the other party, just a message back to the past:

"Oh, I'm telling the truth too."

"You are indeed a vegetable."

A rather casual but natural tone.

It is neither soft nor hard, but it is a statement of an obvious fact.

The simpler the counterattack, the more powerful it is.

You talk a lot at length, and you spit out a lot of plausible words, so what

Anyway, your dishes.

You blushed and yelled at your neck, so what

Anyway, your dishes.

You are a vegetable anyway.

dish B.

The red-haired young man was about to be so angry that his face turned green, and he wanted to spit blood on the screen.

This is why he finally suffered the pain. Usually, he sprayed people and made the other person extremely annoyed. Now that he was used this kind of messy routine, it felt like it was driving people crazy—

"Say, keep talking! It's useful to have BB again? It's true that KG has been blown up? The bullshit LPL professional god, a group of rubbish is destined to bring down the national uniform, and don't even think about turning over for a lifetime of shame!"

The red-haired youth became angry and cursed again.

However, the public frequency chat column was suddenly quiet for a moment.

After a long while, I saw a reply message from Lin Feng refreshed in the chat bar again:

"Who said you can't turn over in a lifetime?"

His tone suddenly became somewhat solemn and serious.

But the next moment Lin Feng typed and added:

"Oh, it's none of your business anyway."

"You are a vegetable B."

The red-haired young man was so angry that his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

In less than two minutes, the Purple Army actually launched a vote to surrender.

Watching the opponent's purple base crystal explode in a distorted light, Lin Feng suddenly said:

"That little fishman played really well."

"Consciousness is also very strong."

Suddenly giving such a high evaluation, Lin Feng paused and made a judgment:

"It could be a semi-professional or a professional player."

Tian Tian was stunned when he heard:

"Pros?"

Lin Feng nodded: "Oh, yes, although I was crushed badly, but the game was actually very well-organized. There were many details of eye-cutting and some timing. It doesn't feel like the level of passers-by high-end players."

Then his tone became serious for a moment:

"If it's a professional player—"

"And say things like that."

"It's even more exaggerated."

Tian Tian hesitated, not knowing how to answer the call.

But Lin Feng suddenly changed the conversation again and became elated:

"Stop talking about it!"

"Anyway, after three consecutive victories, it ended successfully!"

"Let's go, Fatty, let's eat!"

Ten minutes later, the two sat in a hot pot restaurant.

"Well... what to eat what to eat... "

Lin Feng turned over the menu with great interest.

Tian Tian, who was sitting across from him, lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly said in a murmur:

"Fengko..."

"sorry."

Lin Feng stopped, looked up at Tian Tian, wondering:

"I'm sorry for what?"

Tian Tian raised his head, his eyes were a little red:

"We were beaten 3-0 by SSK in the semi-finals."

"I didn't play a role at all."

"To... shame on you."

Speaking of which, the fat man, who is the number one top orderer in the national service and is even expected to be included in the list of the "Seven Kings of the World", couldn't help but choked.

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