The King’s Moment

Gongsun Li, Li Bai, and Da Qiao, the three core heroes of the game for Team 7, had many of the ideas in mind that they had to work with. Including the 2-minute tyrant, it was also because of these three heroes that they had the idea to try to grab a bit.

The result was what we see now.

Team 6 then invaded Team 7's red zone, and these three came out of the woodwork to fight the old man on the road back to death.

The snowball rolls on!

Zhou Jin, in the observation room, showed a clear look of dismay.

He had watched many of Team 6's games, and when they had the advantage, they were never overturned. Each time, he expected his opponent to give the 6s some trouble, so that he could see how the 6s performed in other situations, such as a huge economic gap, and how they could recover. How do you adjust for blood loss in a given location? How do you counterattack when you are broken on the high ground?

None.

In most games, the 6 teams dominate from start to finish. Occasionally, if the start doesn't go so well, then it's just three to five minutes before Team 6 turns the tables, establishes an advantage, and then grows that advantage and, within 15 minutes, fixes the game. So far, not only have they won all of them, but they haven't even seen the Stormy Dragon King.

I'm afraid that's what's going to happen in this game, right? Once you think about it, the next part of the game is suddenly less interesting.

"What do you think?" Zhou Jin asked Xu He Xiang.

"6 team advantage." Xu Hesiang said.

"It's obvious." Zhou Jin said that's not what he was asking.

"Do you mean team 7?" The company's main business is in the field of computer science and technology. The Lanling King is always watching her, and Big Qiao probably doesn't even know whether to go with Li Bai or Gongsun Li right now."

"What if it's you?" Zhou Jin asked.

"I'll follow Gongsun Li, stick to the line, and tear down the development road tower first." Xu He Xiang said.

"I'm afraid that the field will collapse even more," Zhou Jin said.

"That's why I'm surprised that they have this hand of Li Bai." Xu Hesiang said.

"The most suitable ones have been BAN'd by you, haven't they?" Zhou Jin said.

"He met the masterpiece." Xu Hesiang said.

The masterpiece ......

Hearing this word, Zhou Jin couldn't help but look at the wretched Li Bai on the field. Once upon a time, in their Heaven's Choice team, there was someone whose Li Bai was considered a masterpiece by everyone. Apart from banning him, there seemed to be no means to restrain him. Even when the early, strong heroes went to invade, he always had a way to defuse them, and if he occasionally fell behind, his Li Bai could always recover.

If it were his Li Bai, he might still be able to play a dozen in this game.

Zhou Jin thought so, apparently no longer expecting much from Team 7.

The result was the same: at 13:30, Team 7 lost the game. The process was as tedious as Zhou Jin had disliked: after 2 minutes of tyrant group dominance, team 6 was already in the rhythm of winning the game.

Xu Hesiang was one step ahead of the others, leaving the observation room and returning to the 6 team's game room just as the game ended.

The five of them watched him together, waiting for him to make some comments on the game.

"Opening." Xu He Xiang spoke up, "The Lansing King was a bit barren of rhythm, what were you thinking?"

"With our lineup, it's inevitable that we'll start the game against wilderness, and I wondered if the other team would take advantage of that and concentrate their personnel to take advantage of their numbers to play a wave of Tier 1 teams, which is still a bit difficult to deal with with Big Joe," He met said.

"They didn't." Xu He Xiang said.

"Well, but they have deliberately hidden their vision on both sides." He met said.

"So you suspect they might be following Nosuke's lead," Xu Hesho said.

"Hmm." He met nodded.

"Playing like this, that probability is concentrating their forces to quickly counter the blue and form an exchange with you, so you quickly head to the blue zone after grabbing the center line. With your stealthy sneak attack, plus Ginger and Guan Yu who have already reached 2, the 7 team this wave is likely to be blocked by you in the blue zone to hand over heads." Xu He Xiang said.

"Yes." He met said.

"Thinking about it quite a bit, but in the end you find nothing." Xu Hesiang said.

He encountered embarrassment.

"So what vision are they hiding? ...... "He encounter also has a puzzling place.

"Maybe it's because they're afraid you'll be shameless and go online ganking at level 1." Xu He Xiang said.

He met stunned. He didn't intend to do this this game, but it's not like he hadn't done this kind of thing before when he was level 1 and went to the sideline gank. But this style of play is not so appropriate after all, as long as the online players don't go too far, level 1 is thinking about pressing the tower and so on, it is actually quite difficult to be taken away. However, the 7 team, but scruples about this possibility, so steady that even the vision is not exposed.

"You've thought them deeper ah." Xu He Xiang finally lamented.

"Blame me for this." He met a busy review.

"No, keep it up." Xu Hesiang said.

"Huh?"

"Here, you're thinking deep; but if you're in the KPL, you're thinking very carefully about this, especially if you're clear about some teams' styles and players' habits. It's hard to say what kind of result it will end up with, but at least the probability of your judgment is fine," Xu He Xiang said.

Now everyone understood. He met this wave of judgment problems, but the reason was because ...... the opponent was weak?

"Bull." Zhou Mo lamented.

"Brother's pig in this game is also pretty awesome." He met said.

"Barely finished the mission, the first blue buff is too bad." Zhou Mo was still nagging at this. This, however, is probably the only intuitive and regrettable point of the game for Team 6. He Yu's misjudgment led to some early desolation of the Llan Ling King, which is ultimately not as tangible as the gain or loss of a buff.

"Keep up the good work!" The five members of team 6 encouraged each other to prepare for the next game.

In the game room of team 7, which was separated by a wall, the five of them looked as if they were petrified.

This game, instead of playing their usual four-guard-one-shot nuclear system, they finally came to play Big Qiao, which made the upper and middle hitting field three of them jumped up, and Li Bai, who was catering to Big Qiao with one hand, took the initiative to ask for a fight, wanting to show off his feelings as hot as a cell phone that had played two high-frame games.

Then what happened?

Lee White's record, 0-4-0, was so shy that he couldn't lift his head.

The others, however, couldn't say much. When everyone's system score is below 6, the loser's MVP doesn't have to talk about not being able to bring it up, who isn't a hind leg?

"What's the next inning?" Monda then asked to Sweet Porridge.

They had practiced yesterday and again this morning, and they were well prepared for this match, and had discussed what lineups they would take for each of the three matches.

But after two such debacles, the five of them felt that right now they were presented with 30 lineups to choose from, and they didn't know what to choose.

Morale was all but gone, and the third game for the seven teams could only usher in an even more panicked defeat.