Moba: Please, stop waving

“Alas, five kills, that’s how it is.”

Lin Lang looked at the corpses on the ground under his feet and sighed faintly.

“After all, I’m too strong.”

That shying tone made Xiaohu roll his eyes, “Brother, I sacrificed a lot.” ”

“If you pretend like this, I’ll start K-head directly next time!”

“It’s just, what to pretend?”

The fragrant pot was full of disdain, “Labor and management raised you so fat before, shouldn’t it be the most basic thing for you to beat like this?” ”

Lin Lang, “(ノ’Д)ノ”

Is it normal to play a dozen and five in the emotional professional arena?

Can’t afford to mess with, can’t afford to mess with.

“Wow, how did you operate it?”

There was a little excitement in the puppy’s words, “This Ruiwen is very fierce.” ”

Not only the puppy, but even Mata, who is always calm in the arena, can’t help but marvel.

Be bold and careful, even a looper can’t do this.

Maybe it’s really as Lin Lang said, he didn’t fight in the group just because there was no need.

Accurate judgment of skills, exaggerated positioning, and excessive awareness of the big picture.

These things are the basis for supporting Lin Lang and always being able to do more.

It’s just that they are often covered up by Lin Lang’s unrestrained style of play.

“Audience, I have to say something here.”

To the enthusiastic cheers of the scene, Miller spoke.

“This Ruiwen in Lin Lang’s hand seems to lead us back to the single warrior version of the S5 World Championship.”

S5, that is the eternal pain in LPL’s heart, and it is also the version that everyone sees the real gap.

All blue-collar and team battle singles were exposed by LCK.

Now, our LPL has also appeared a domestic single teenager whose talent operation is not inferior to LCK.

“Alas, after listening to Miller’s words, the mood that originally wanted to cheer became a little heavy.”

“Seriously, if Lin Lang could have appeared a year earlier, we would not have lost so badly in S5.”

“Why do you want to do this? I don’t want to care about the past, and now I just want to yell a word of abuse! ”

“Yes! Langshen Trick!! ”

。。。

Through the headphones, Lin Lang could not hear what was shouting outside.

He returned to his home, and the blood in his body gradually calmed down.

It’s really nice to have to count just now.

Residual blood, show.

Sure enough, this is the charm of lol, esports.

This time home, Lin Lang’s hydra was completely formed.

Replenish a vampire scepter and buy another mercury ribbon.

10/0/0 Raven.

Less than 15 minutes, this equipment.

The beautiful Ruiwen has transformed into the ultimate great devil.

The snake team completely collapsed in the face of such an unsolvable guy.

Otherwise, send 4 people to catch Lin Lang who doesn’t want to run.

Or watch Lin Lang from a distance take all the upper and lower roads away.

As for the thing of guarding the tower.

Sorry, but now Ruiwen Yueta is as simple as eating.

Who comes and who dies.

The snakes themselves have fallen into a slow death.

With Lin Lang’s involvement, RNG plays operations.

After capturing the Great Dragon, the three lines of troops advanced towards the crystal in unison, under the hoodwink and suffocation of the snake team. To put it mildly, the victory of this game was achieved.

Looking at the scarlet defeat on the screen, the head of the holy gun brother’s nose was inexplicably sour.

“MD, it’s hard to die.”

“It’s not so hard to lose so many times before.”

“But I don’t seem to be able to beat him.”

Without saying a word, Brother Saint Gun took off the frame of his glasses, wiped his tears, got up and walked towards the lounge.

It just so happened that the big screen gave Brother Saint Gun a close-up.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is a big problem with Brother Saint Gun’s confidence.

Ruiwen was beaten by someone in the stick suit, and was beaten with Ruiwen in the professional arena.

Really, shame.

“Lang, look at the good things you have done.”

Kakana, who was also ready to rest, smiled wickedly, “You made Hyun-kun cry.” ”

“。。。”

Looking at the disappearing back of Brother Saint Gun, the corners of Lin Lang’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch slightly.

It doesn’t have to be like this, it’s just a very harmonious and friendly game.

Well, harmony has love.

After thinking for a while, Lin Lang directly turned around.

“Lang, what are you running, our lounge is here, the place you go is the snake team!”

“I’m just going to the snakes, don’t worry, I’ll be back in a moment.”

“？？？”

Nani?

Xiaohu touched his chin, “Lin Lang ran the snake team lounge, could it be that he wanted to say something to Brother Saint Gun.” ”

Xiangbu sighed, “I think we can go to the door now and prepare a stretcher.” ”

“？？？”

“Do you think that with Lin Lang’s commotion level, he will not be beaten by the people of the snake team?”

“。。。”

Xiaohu’s body was shocked suddenly, “Xiangguo’s words are extremely true!!” ”

“Puppy, Mata! Let’s get ready, maybe we will go to the snake team to fish for people later! ”

Puppy, Mata: (O_o)??

“Between the two teams on the field, it seems that something interesting is going to happen in private.”

The doll looked at Lin Lang who ran into the snake team lounge with a smile.

“This is the first time I’ve seen a player BO3 without finishing and running directly into the opponent’s lounge.”

“Haha.”

Miller laughed too.

He pushed his glasses, “But I’m looking forward to it, maybe we Langbilin are going to stimulate Brother Saint Gun, and everyone has seen that Brother Saint Gun was affected by the last game.” ”

“Hmm.”

。。。

In the Snake Lounge.

Brother Saint Gun was lying on the chair with an indifferent expression.

The teammates on the side didn’t know how to comfort them.

Xuanjun, who has always been strong, was killed by people online.

As the core of the team, he must blame himself for this failure.

When the Snakes’ coaches are ready to begin the second round of teachings.

A clear and magnetic voice suddenly came to mind.

“I said, little brother Xuanjun, what are you doing in this bitter and bitter look?”