my name is blitz

When he was still on the continent of Valoran, the treasurer often regarded himself as the number one ADC in the League of Legends.

"Secret shooting, where to shoot!"

"Precise barrage, global support!"

"Arcane leap, haunted and haunted!"

One day, on a peaceful and peaceful afternoon, the tavern was deserted and there was no business. The proprietor sat at a wooden table and boasted happily to Britz, who was also idle and bored.

The simple and honest Britz heard the light in his eyes, and he was fascinated.

Speaking of the high point of interest, the shopkeeper waved his hand, and a snow-white energy bomb shot out with a "boom", accurately smashing an empty wine bottle on the next table with a "boom".

"See, Abu, this is the true technology of the first ADC!—" The shopkeeper was very proud.

Britz clapped his hands and clapped his hands in admiration and admiration.

In front of the bar not far away, Rui Wen, the waitress in the tavern, resting her hand on the table and resting her chin on the other, staring blankly, was attracted by the movement here, and couldn't help curling her lips when she heard her shopkeeper bragging. .

After leaving the tavern, the down-to-earth Blitzcrank happily shared with the League of Legends partners he met along the way what he had heard from Ezreal in the tavern.

"Kai...Trin~ Do you...know...who is...the most powerful...adc...in...the Heroes...in the League of Legends?"

"Tell... you... it's... Izzy!"

"Ash~ guess... who is... the most powerful...adc~?"

"Tell... you... it's... Izzy!"

"Gray... Fosse! You... no... Izzy... amazing~"

"He's... the number one... ADC!"

"Huh? This is... Izzy... himself... told... me..."

Blitz, with a pure personality, naturally doesn't know what kind of consequences it will bring to its self-righteous act of kindness to help its good friend Ize to make a name for himself...

"League of Legends, the number one ADC—"

Ice Archer Ashe raised her eyebrows slightly.

"That guy, Izzy, is too arrogant!——"

Policewoman Caitlin wrinkled her little nose.

"Hey, does a tavern manager dare to say that he is better than me?"

A wild and proud smile appeared on the vicissitudes of the face of the male gun Graves.

That's the time - come to the door to learn and learn!

On this day, almost all ADC heroes in the League of Legends reached such a consensus tacitly.

Then the next day...

boom--

The small wooden sliding door of the "Canyon Tenderness" tavern was kicked open.

"Embarrassed Izzy! Come out! Go to the Summoner's Canyon to fight one-on-one! This lady wants to experience the power of the number one ADC in your League of Legends—"

The shopkeeper poked his head out from behind the bar with a blank face: "Huh?"

Ten minutes later, the girl left happily carrying a sniper rifle and humming a little tune. Ezreal returned to the tavern in disgrace.

After a while, the small wooden sliding door was kicked open again, accompanied by a thick and rough voice:

"Where's the shopkeeper? Here's Graves, calling for advice—"

"Again?" The shopkeeper who had just finished a one-on-one match wanted to cry, but he hadn't calmed down yet.

After Male Spear, Ice Archer. Ashe, followed by Retribution Arrow. Verus, Bounty Hunter. Sarah, Heroic Bomber. Corki...

At the end of the day, the sad Ezreal has been being visited by people to "ask for advice".

The small wooden sliding door of the tavern has been kicked into tatters by countless heroes, hanging on the door frame dying, swaying in the wind, looking extremely bleak and desolate.

Equally bleak, there was the shopkeeper who said "I am the number one ADC in the League of Legends" the day before.

……

"Hahahaha, Izzy, you bastard, you are so stupid, what are you bragging about the first ADC, now you know you regret it hahahaha..."

At night, the three friends of Demacia in the tavern looked at Ezreal lying on the table like a dead dog, gloating heartlessly.

Knowing that he had done something wrong, Blitz stood aside with a restrained look, apologizing guiltily: "Ize...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I didn't...know...it would be... like this..."

The shopkeeper, whose head was buried on the table, raised his hand with difficulty and shook at Britz: "Forget it...Abu, it's not your fault..."

"Haha, come to think of it, Ezrael, you haven't won a game today, have you?" Jiawen laughed and patted Ezreal on the shoulder.

"That's right, Kaitlyn and Ashe all beat you in a one-on-one match—" Xin Zhao added with a teasing look on his face.

"This is my gentleness and demeanor, okay?" The shopkeeper raised his head buried on the table, furiously: "If you let me fight seriously, how can I lose!?"

Galen rolled his eyes: "Then how do you explain the two games between Graves and Couch?"

The shopkeeper's face was calm: "...There will always be mistakes in the wheel battle."

Jiawen made a killing move: "Even Teemo, you lost—"

The shopkeeper choked on the spot.

Then he became angry from embarrassment: "Asshole, I will make up for all the wine bills you owed a while ago!!!"

……

Although that night, the shopkeeper’s so-called “That’s because the shopkeeper didn’t show his true strength” seemed to be trying to make excuses for the record of total defeat, but when the invasion of the Dark Continent began, Brie Ci also really experienced the "real technology" that Ezreal often talked about.

The elusive arcane leap...

The secret technique shooting with perfect accuracy...

Timely and deadly precise barrage...

That dashing blond-haired figure walked freely among the hostile army, which was deeply imprinted in Britz's memory.

……

Countless memory fragments flashed in his mind, and Britz's thoughts returned to the next route in front of him, and he raised his hand and fired the energy bullet of "Secret Shooting", which replaced a purple soldier with residual blood.

It was the first time he encountered such a strong opponent in the game, and Blitz also felt a little headache.

If it were to fight with its own robot, it would naturally be very clear about how to deal with this situation.

But at the moment it is fighting in the form of Izzy. It is one thing to be familiar with the fighting style of an ADC, but it is another thing to actually fight by yourself.

Ordinary player opponents, Blitzcranks can easily defeat them with their crushing level of operation, but when they meet the "vic" Wayne in front of them, it is indeed a bit difficult for them.

Wait a minute...Let...Jungle...Gootou...Come here...Gank...Support...Let's...

For the time being, Britz can only make this helpless decision.

Britz's side is troubled by the current situation, and vic on the purple side is also a little depressed.

From the previous short fights, he has already roughly understood the strength level of the opponent's ez player. Although the reaction speed is indeed amazing, but when it comes to laning operations, it seems to be the middle-to-lower among professional players. level.

But the problem is that the other party's ez just has the advantage of extremely fast response, which already gives him some headaches.

Just once, he found the right time and tried to use the "dodge and surprise attack" to move forward to find the right position and shoot the opponent's ez on the rock wall at the mouth of the river, but the opponent saved the danger with a timely "arcane leap".

After several misses, vic knew that there was basically no way to control the ez on the blue side with his own "devil trial".

So you still need to count on your auxiliary Thresh to take control first.

But the problem is...

This idiot Thresh's level of hooking people is so good that it makes people want to die! !

Vic couldn't help but want to go crazy when he thought of this.

In the past few minutes, the Thresh player has hooked 4 times.

Twice they aimed at the opponent's ez, and the other two times they ran towards the opponent's auxiliary Qin Nu.

All misses failed.

If this continues, the next road will only be stiff...

Vic lamented helplessly in his heart: It is really unfortunate to meet a teammate who is like a pig——

Time passed by little by little, and the bottom lane always maintained a stalemate.

During this time, the other two roads broke out in succession.

With the help of his own wild dog head, Sige, the blue mid laner, completed the kill of the purple mid laner Pan Sen.

Jax, who is on the purple side, has been crushed by the crocodile in the early stage and can't take care of himself. However, after calling his teammate and jungler, the blind monk, the two work together and finally force the crocodile from the blue side, who is as ferocious as a prehistoric giant. Hit the big move and run away, buying yourself a period of breathing room.

Game time comes to 13 minutes.

The long-sustained down road finally went wrong. (To be continued.)