LOL: Abducting Enjing, Feike's mentality collapsed

Chapter 215 Genius is just challenging my threshold, no, Qiu An, you really deserve to die!

Seoul City, SKT club.

Since Untara put forward the battle plan of 'No Break, No Build', everyone has taken action.

Specific methods.. Focus on stimulation!

And if you want to stimulate Faker to flourish again, you must not use En Jing as the main attacking position.

If Eunjeong is used as the main attacker, Faker's aggression will be a bit too strong, even if Eunjeong's own attack power is not high, he cannot withstand the sword and armor.

How long can Faker withstand this kind of knife?
Therefore, in Untara's plan, the main attacking position was taken by Shen Qiu'an.

It coincides with the LPL finals being held soon.

On this day, before five o'clock in the afternoon, Untara, Wolf, Bengi, and Bang arrived at Faker's door one after another.

First he pretended to knock on the door, trying to see if he could call out Faker, and after receiving no reply, Untara started.

First he sighed, and then said a lot of things like 'Brother Xiang Hyuk, if you don't come out, how can we rest assured?'.

Xiao Hei's voice suddenly came from far to near, and cut in: "The LPL final is about to start, buddy, the coach reminds us to observe our opponents."

"But Brother Sang Hyuk~!" Untara's acting skills exploded.

Bengi gritted his teeth, and started to act with a frown, "Sang Hyuk has locked himself in the bedroom for so many days, and I'm getting more and more worried. At least someone needs to help watch."

"How about I stay, buddies, you go to watch the game." Wolf raised his hand.

"No! In Wan, you are also the commander, and you are one of the people who need to observe the opponent most!" Bengi directly denied.

"Then, shall I stay?" Xiao Hei asked.

"The junglers of EDG and RNG are not good at it. Since you are the starter, it is very important to observe the jungler style and route of Collier Hot Dance and Mala Xiangguo." Bengi denied again.

Duke said honestly, "Then..."

"Cheng Hao, you can't stay either. RNG's Heng Shuo is a very powerful top laner. You need to observe him." Bengi added.

"Then what should we do? We can't really all go out to watch the game, can we? Brother Xianghe has been here for so many days, how can we make people feel at ease? It's really not possible. Let's not leave at all. Watching the game here!" Bang said angrily.

There was a moment of silence.

Then, starting from Bengi, everyone expressed their approval one by one.

"it is good!"

"That's fine!"

"I'm OK!"

"This is a good suggestion! It can not only protect Brother Xiang He well, but also observe the opponent. I agree!"

"I'm going to bring a monitor right now, man!"

"..."

in the bedroom.

Faker was sitting on the ground, leaning against his single bed, holding a bottle of soju in his hand, looking up at the ceiling blankly.

Today's wind is very... No, it's outside today, why is it so noisy?

He just wants silence!

Doesn't this satisfy him?

Why?

Also, the sound from the outside can actually come in very clearly.

He couldn't understand it. Since you must go to the game and you must leave someone to watch me, why can't you keep Untara?

He is a small substitute, and he can observe the opponent without watching the game, because Duke is in great condition, and it is almost impossible to be substituted.

Then there is!Apart from the live broadcast of the game, isn't there a replay to watch?So what are these guys struggling with, should they go to the game?
Idiot?
Really, nerve-wracking.

Distraught, Faker stretched out his hand and squeezed the center of his brow again, closed his eyes, and opened them again, unexpectedly
"Ah~!"

Faker's expressions suddenly twisted together, and he let out a long-lost, somewhat hideous and painful cry...

He saw his own shadow on the ceiling.

In addition to the ceiling, there is also Eunjung on the opposite side!

The words Enjing said to him that day seemed to resound in his ears: I'm sorry, player Faker, I already have a boyfriend.

"Ah~!"

Faker hurriedly put down the wine bottle, covered his ears with his hands, and began to feel uncomfortable and sad again, and his heart ached!
The teammates outside the bedroom were obviously unaware of this. These 'ignorant' teammates had even started watching the game!
LPL final, EDG vs RNG!The championship battle between the two classic giants!

But not long after the start, the stupid teammates outside started yelling and screaming.

"Ashiba!"

"Axi! Can you kill this?"

"Brother Qiu'an is so powerful? Can his sword girl kill Malzahar like this? It's unreasonable!"

"As expected of Brother Qiu'an?"

"..."

Faker was stunned, then he raised his head in astonishment, and several question marks appeared on his head.

Ah? ?

These puppies.

Do they know what they are talking about?

At such a difficult moment for him, how dare he crazily praise his rival in love outside?

Asiba K plugs K~!

Faker was confused, his face was dark, and several black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead.

The most annoying thing is.

Since the first wave of praise, Shen Qiu'an seemed to have gone crazy in the first game of the finals!

Bang, Bengi, and Untara outside began to exclamate in succession.

"Axi!! Brother Qiu'an killed him again!"

"My God! This! This, this! What kind of combo is this? Cheng Hao Cheng Hao, can Jian Ji still play like this?"

"How did he get that flaw?"

"One hit, two counter kills! It's scary!"

"Brother Qiu'an, is he crazy? He...why is he so strong? He was obviously strong when he was in SKT, but it was far from being so exaggerated."

"Ah! Ah! Ah~! Here it comes again! The magical Sword Girl combo! So handsome! So fast! Ah! So crazy!"

"Brother Qiu'an! Me! Me! My God!!"

"..."

In the bedroom, Faker's face became more and more expressionless, he didn't know why, but there was an impulse in his heart.

I want to go out and hack those puppies outside one by one.

Even the eldest brother Bengi will be chopped down together!
What the hell?

Are they doing it on purpose? ?

In a fit of anger, Faker really stood up quickly, ran to the table and picked up the fruit knife, ready to splatter three feet of blood.

But, he immediately calmed down again.

How could it be intentional.

With Shen Qiu'an's strength, it is not impossible to kill indiscriminately in the LPL summer finals.

As a player in the mid laner position, although Shen Qiuan's hero pool is very weird, he really knows Shen Qiuan's level very well.

That guy is really strong.

However, no matter how strong you are, you can't snatch En Jing away secretly.

This is immoral!It shouldn't be!Not allowed!No quality!No brotherhood!There is no trace of humanity at all...

"Ah~! Kill and kill and kill again! Brother Qiu An has already reached the finals, can he still fight like this?"

"He's always been so powerful, what should we do?"

Outside the house, Bang's worried voice suddenly sounded.

'what should we do? '

Faker slowly put down the fruit knife, muttered to himself, frowning, "When it comes to the World Championship, I will make that guy Qiu An look good, with me here, what are you afraid of?"

"Well, if it were the past, Brother Xiang He would definitely deal with Brother Qiu An, a rebellious person." Xiao Hei sighed.

Now is also okay!
It's okay now, okay?

Faker frowned deeper.

In the field of League of Legends, he has extremely strong confidence in himself, unlike in the field of love, he, he...

"Ah~!!"

.゜゜(′o`)゜゜.

Faker suddenly covered his face with his hands again, and cried out in pain.

Unlike in the field of love, he is a loser!
Qiu'an!

Damn you! !
Good brother, how can you...

"Well, the current Sang Hyuk is not good enough." Outside, Bengi's sigh sounded, and Faker regained his attention.

what?
He is dying?

"Having been depressed in the house, depressed, and in a sluggish state, Sang Hyuk now can only be considered a second-rate mid laner at best," Bengi added.

Faker: "!!!"

Second, second rate?
He suddenly wanted to laugh.

"But we also need to understand him. Sang Hyuk has indeed encountered some very unpleasant things recently. At least he used to be very carry, and now it's our turn to tolerate him." Bengi continued.

Faker opened his mouth and was speechless.

I don't know why, although Bengi's "second-rate mid laner" is a bit harsh, but his recent slump is indisputable.

Besides, what Bengi said, now it's our turn to tolerate him...inexplicably, it's heartwarming.

Faker raised his head, held up the shochu, tons of tons~!

Three mouthfuls.

The entrance is refreshing and the throat is bitter, but in the stomach, the wine is clearly warm, until another exclamation breaks out outside!
"Qiuan!"

"Brother Qiu'an has gone crazy again!"

"Oh my god! RNG's Looper obviously played such a wonderful wave of team starts, but, but..."

"Being cut off by Qiu'an's sword girl, hitting four at a time, piercing through the whole situation?"

"His sword girl is really a fast knife, I, I am not as good as him."

"Me too."

"Ahh~ Axiba! Why is he so strong? Isn't Brother Qiu'an invincible? In this year's World Championship...if we meet EDG early, brother Xianghe!"

Faker: (￣□￣;)

He slowly put down the soju in his hand.

The warmth in my heart suddenly cooled down.

No, what on earth is going on with these bastards outside?

Calling him second-rate, he gritted his teeth and endured it. After all, the group of guys behind said such a heart-warming sentence.

But!While calling him second-rate, I also want to praise Shen Qiu'an for being invincible, powerful, terrifying and exaggerated!

Who is sighing at the back?Why did he sigh immediately after mentioning his name after encountering EDG?

Has it been confirmed in advance that he will definitely be blown up by Qiu An in the World Championship?ah?ah? ?

Xiba Longma! !
A red '╬' appeared on Faker's forehead.

angry!very angry!

These bastards!What do you want?

Murderous look appeared in Faker's eyes again, and he weighed the fruit knife.

Otherwise, no one will live, and we will die together!

"The first game is over. RNG seems to be no match for EDG. The point is, Brother Qiu An is too bad. I'm so distressed!"

"I really want to go back to this time in s5. If we were at that time, we wouldn't be so distressed, right? After all, Brother Xianghe was invincible at that time, and we were also invincible! Anyone who comes will be beaten, even Qiu Brother An can't either!"

"That's right, Sang Hyuk's obsession has had a great impact on us. I pray that we will never encounter EDG in advance in the World Championship."

Swish! !

in the bedroom.

Faker's complexion changed again.

These few words made him feel a little more comfortable. These bastards finally knew that he could beat Shen Qiu'an!

Also, if you can go back to s5...

The smile that just appeared on the corner of Faker's mouth froze again, staring blankly out of the window, yearning for memories.

How nice is the s5.

At that time, Qiu An and Zhao Enjing didn't know each other at all, and Zhao Enjing didn't go to LPL either.

Every time he wins a game, he can happily prepare to receive an interview hosted by Zhao Enjing.

(Actually, Shen Qiu'an had already had a heated chat with En Jing on Kakaotalk at that time.)
If it continues, perhaps, one day, the host Zhao Enjing will say to Shen Qiu'an, 'Actually, I already have a boyfriend'.

but! !
It's all if!
In fact, he was the loser!
Zhao Enjing presided over that sentence, and said it to him!
"Ah~" When Faker thought of this, he put on the mask of pain again, frowned into a 'Chuan', his eyes were misty, he covered his face and shouted in pain, quickly picked up the soju, tons tons tons tons~!

Bitter wine hurts my throat.

Qiu An, you really deserve to die! ! !

'Ah~. '

Faker let out a long sigh, because his mood was suddenly extremely low, and he wanted to sit on the floor and continue drinking, decadent, sad, and troubled.

There was movement outside again.

"Axi~!! Brother Qiu An, what kind of operation is this? Why is the mid laner on the opposite side just his toy?"

"He has been playing like this, is he trying to become the world's number one mid laner?"

Whoosh! !

Faker opened his eyes wide again.

what?
Who is the world's number one mid laner?

Qiu An, this bastard, it's nothing more than stealing his Enjing, but now he even wants to snatch his 'world's number one mid laner'?

Is it a human? ..
"Killing and killing again! Asiba! Killing crazy! Brother Qiu'an is crazy! The second match is only 10 minutes away! Is he playing the match as a rank?"

The uproar outside continued.

Faker's breathing became heavier again, his eyes widened, he was staring at the direction of the door, and his fists were clenched.

This 'confrontation' lasted for more than an hour. Even in the bedroom, Faker still heard the news coming from outside, congratulating EDG for winning the championship.

Of course, this movement was not unexpected. Even if he was not watching the game, he could hear it just by listening to the constant noise from his teammates outside.

EDG has been killing randomly, Shen Qiuan has been killing randomly, and won the championship in the end, it makes sense...

In this way, his ears can finally be quieter, he just wants to be quiet... Faker let go of his fist, and slowly closed his eyes, took the shochu, and hugged him in his arms.

I was about to take another sip and continue to feel sorry for myself.

"Brother, I suddenly felt that EDG is really strong, brother Qiu An is also really strong, and this year is even a bit unstoppable."

"Or, let's just give up this year's S competition."

A voice sounded.

"what?"

"What are you talking about, you brat?"

"Are you talking human language?"

"You bastard!!"

Several angry rebuttals responded immediately.

"No, buddy, listen to me first, the reason I proposed this is for Brother Xianghe! For Brother Xianghe!"

"Think about it, Brother Xianghe is in such a negative mood and in such a bad state. When it comes to the world championship, if we don't run into EDG, it's better to talk about it. There is a high probability that we just lost and went home."

"But, in case we ran into EDG ahead of time, think about it, what would happen then?"

The voice of this description gradually became frightened.

There was silence outside for a moment.

Then, it could be heard that Bang, Wolf, and Xiao Hei couldn't bear to express their speculations.

"Brother Xiang He was killed in an explosion."

"Brother Xianghe was beaten to the bum by Brother Qiu'an."

"Brother Xiang He lost the title of 'World's No. [-] mid laner'."

"Xianghe will be beaten by the invincible Qiu'an. His cats don't know him anymore, his nose is bruised and his face is swollen, and he even completely loses confidence."

"Huh~! That's right, you see, you all guessed the same consequences... There is only one! Brother Xianghe was completely autistic after being beaten, frustrated in love and in the game, and since then he has been devastated and completely reduced to useless people, you guys Do you have the heart to see such a scene happen? So I suggest, really! For the sake of Brother Xianghe, we simply don’t participate in this session..."

Snapped! ! !
The tightly closed bedroom door was suddenly pushed open with great force.

Whoosh whoosh! *6
The six figures, as if they had predicted it, jumped a few steps in sync with each other, their backs pressed tightly against the base of the wall, their expressions tense.

At the door, Faker was standing there silently. For a moment, he raised his head and looked at everyone in front of him.

"No knife~"

As a jungler with a strong sense of the overall situation, Bengi keenly noticed that Faker went out without the 'terrible killing tool' that was splashed with blood, and immediately signaled to everyone.

The atmosphere at the scene changed suddenly.

Everyone who had been clinging to the wall, with nervous expressions and frightened hearts, came over one after another and asked questions with concern.

"Brother Xianghe, are you out?"

"Brother Xianghe, how are you doing?"

"Brother Xianghe, are you okay?"

"Xianghe! You finally came out! Are you okay? You don't know, I'm almost worried about you these days!"

Faker shook his head, did not respond to everyone's concerns, but said calmly: "World Championship, there is no reason to abstain."

hiss! !

Bengi and the others immediately took a breath of cold air.

this, this...
By the way, Faker is in the bedroom, separated by a door, and it's okay to let them say the opposite according to the script.

Now in front of Faker, Faker still has such a calm expression, even to the point of being a little scary!them……! !

In short, after taking a breath, everyone's eyes fell on Untara, the initiator.

Untara is very fucked.

Ashiba's, as early as in MSI, his brothers betrayed him and let him be practiced alone by Faker for a whole night, almost going crazy.

Now again? !
But the battle plan was initiated by him. After 10 seconds of frantic mental construction, he stepped out bravely, gritted his teeth, and there seemed to be a little tremor in his voice: "But, Brother Xianghe, Just in case, you get caught in the World Championship again..."

Faker turned around abruptly, under the bright glasses, his eyes were full of murderous intent, as sharp as a falcon: "I will not be blown up by anyone!"

"Know! Got it!!"

Untara was so scared that he shuddered violently on the spot, nodding immediately like a primary school student answering a teacher's question, and responding loudly.

"In this world championship, I will let everyone know who is the real number one mid laner in the world!"

Faker clenched his fists again, his whole body filled with murderous aura. After speaking, he turned around and returned to the room.

But before closing the door, he couldn't hold back anymore and added a sentence: "As for this year's Qiu'an, it is undeniable that he is indeed a true genius, but don't forget, a genius is just challenging my threshold."

If it were the game world, at this moment, Bengi and the others might be able to see such a mark appearing above Faker's head.

[Rage value: 100%! ! 】

(End of this chapter)