Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 215 Isn't This Picking Up Trash?
Qiao Jia sat cross-legged on the sofa, and Qiao Kai behind him was pinching his shoulders to relax.

"That scholar who specially copied you has improved so fast?"

The last time the teams played against each other, even though it was only once, the opponent was obviously lacking in enthusiasm. Compared with the person in the video, it was far worse.

Xia Lang opened his thermos cup and took a sip of health-preserving tea.

"This jungler is not him, he has already been withdrawn. There have been rumors that he will be replaced, but K has not given any official information. I have a friend in the K club and knew the news in advance."

Shi Lian immediately thought of Li Ze.

Song Nan saw in the video that the jungler was killing at the limit again, and this time he took a double kill.

Under the cover of his teammates, Silk Blood escaped, extremely coquettish.

If this person is not the original jungler, who is it?

"All the great junglers in China have been absorbed by the major clubs, and there is no one who stands out among the anchors. Who is this person?"

Playing the professional league as an ordinary game, this jungler is really not easy.

Only insiders know about the substitution, and the finals will be one day away, and the K official has not yet released the news.

It seems that they want to make big news after the game, and focus on promoting this jungler.

It seems that they are too confident, confident that the team will not lose.

Yao Zheng crossed his arms and leaned on the sofa watching the man's coquettish operation.

But in just 8 minutes, the opponent had already scored five kills, two assists, and zero deaths.

It can be seen that the opponent is very embarrassed, being pressed under the tower and unable to get out, he can only rely on the pawn line economy of pushing the tower.

The economies of the two sides have been pulled apart rapidly, and it is only a matter of time before they lose.

Xia Lang didn't answer Song Nan's question, and asked them to read on.

Halfway through the progress bar, Team K suddenly retreated when they had wiped out two-thirds of the opponent's crystal blood.

The line of soldiers had already reached the outer tower, but they chose to retreat.

The other four were resurrected and defended the tower.

K chose to retreat at this time, obviously humiliating the opponent.

I can completely push away your crystals and win the game easily, but I just want to see you struggling in front of me.

I'll give you a chance to stand up, see if you can grasp it.

This kind of behavior is like an elephant and ant confronting each other. The elephant will not worry about being hurt by the ant at all, because the strength gap between the two sides is too great.

Shi Lian smiled, and maliciously speculated: "They are too confident, half of the progress bar is extra, is it because the opposing team counterattacked and slapped them in the face?"

Xia Lang fed her half an orange, told her to be patient, and then looked down.

In the second half, the camera completely disappeared from the opponent's jungler and was given to the mid laner.

Shi Lian found that there was no sense of presence in the first half, and it could even be said that the weak mid laner suddenly exerted strength and became the main output in the second half.

The opponent was already prepared to prevent the jungler from stealing the tower.

As a result, the jungler seemed to have disappeared from the game, no longer elusive, and replaced by a mid laner with explosive output.

Not a single skill was emptied, and all the damage was dealt within the maximum period, helping the team to kill four in a short while.

Qiao Jia almost jumped up in shock.

"What the hell is this? Last time the middle laner Ming Cai picked his feet and was beaten by sister Shi. Is this a monster?"

"It's not a monster, it's just a different person." Xia Lang dropped another bomb.

Qiao Jia said no fuck, changing people is like changing screws, can you be more self-willed?
Yao Zheng couldn't help shaking his legs.

"It really deserves to be K. For a club of their size, let's sign one at least 200 million. It's really rich."

Xia Lang answered with a smile: "200 times the 2.5 million, the former LoL player who retired from South Korea is now poaching to play KPL."

Qiao Kai couldn't hold back, and said with a poisonous tongue: "Isn't this picking up trash?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the room "Tong Nine Years, how beautiful are you?" looked at him with admiration.

　Audience: It is also nine-year compulsory education, why can you play games like this?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)