Chapter 11: Our Brother Yanzi Is Truly Amazing!
Chapter 11: Our Brother Xuan Is Truly Amazing!
Thresh’s brilliant prediction hook successfully secured the first blood on Graves, causing the live chat to erupt in excitement.
“Nice hook!”
“I’m a super fan of Xuan!!”
“Disgusting, utterly disgusting! How is this guy so strong? He’s ruining my appetite, disgusting!”
“Sadness: This guy plays mind games, I can’t beat him!”
“Ghostly, IG has found a treasure!”
“Baby, IG has found a ghost!”
“If IG wins this match, don’t you think a few of them owe me a big bow to Brother Xuan? Single-handedly dragging this ugly IG into the playoffs.”
“Support player overjoyed, first time seeing such a fierce support!”
“Oh no, if Brother Xuan wins this, won’t there be tons of female fans who play support?”
“IG’s bottom lane doesn’t seem to realize anything’s wrong yet, both still pushing the lane. Shaqima probably wants to quickly push past the lane and release the jungle. Once the tower in the bottom lane falls, the AD can farm alone, and Thresh can safely roam.”
“The hook definitely won’t land!”
“Wink, do you believe me?”
“Hold him!! This is the kill for them both! Then take the dragon and demolish a tower! Show them some colors!” Sadness’s voice trembled with excitement.
“Believe it!” Wink nodded without hesitation.
Support in the jungle is useless.
“There must be vision from the enemy around here.”
If this were before, the chat would have been full of complaints by now.
“Brother Xuan is just too fierce!! Why didn’t we pick him earlier? Then we’d be champions in both S9 and S10!” Wink was smoothly farming in the bottom lane, and good news of a kill came from the top lane, making him beam with joy. “Our Brother Xuan is truly amazing!”
“All right, no big deal, Thresh’s death.”
Meanwhile, the WE team’s voice chat was somewhat gloomy; Sadness took the initiative to break the silence.
“Good, then let’s just wait here to die,” Cheng Xuan said seriously.
Cheng Xuan obviously had no idea what the chat was discussing at that moment.
Upon returning to mid lane, he began to lavish praises on himself.
“Wuwu, my dear Xuan, my precious Xuan, you bad women can’t take my Xuan! /crying/crying”
“WE’s jungle and mid tried to sneak past the triangular brush but were spotted by IG’s ward. At this distance, retreat was impossible. Thresh and Draven dove deep under the enemy tower and couldn’t escape.”
“Be bolder, just drop the word ‘support.’”
From the overall situation, a small-scale skirmish erupted at the river, ending with Thresh’s predicted hook securing Graves’ first blood while the other two WE members quickly flashed away.
But if this support was Cheng Xuan, then all misunderstandings were cleared.
A team doesn’t fear misplays, nor do they fear losing their heads or taking risks.
Sliding forward with the heavy double-barrel shotgun, smoke bombs erupted, hitting Thresh and Draven, slowing them and obscuring their vision.
Cheng Xuan consciously controlled Thresh to advance and secure the Rift Scuttler.
Retreat now?
Ha, too late!
Sadness grunted softly, stepping through the brush with grass boots, barely taking two steps before lightly tapping the E skill to draw his weapon.
“But this time is clearly different; Sylas and Graves are both level six, and except for Graves, everyone else still has both summoner spells.”
A pale blue-gray lantern was thrown directly at Draven’s feet.
IG took control of the river and secured it successfully.
Sadness reassured his teammates, rushing to the jungle, burning both Smite charges to quickly clear camps and reach level six.
From then on, IG had another W-Raf boost.
“I’ll respawn and clean the bottom half of the jungle, Shanks, you start pushing the lane now, then coordinate with me to catch their bottom lane!”
Sylas mid also went missing on the lane.
Since commentating on IG’s last two matches, he realized this team was good at everything except saving their voice.
They played worse than some high-rank solo queue pros.
“Just losing the river isn’t a big deal. No matter how fed Thresh gets this game, he can’t dish out explosive damage like Lux did last game; hero mechanics are what they are.”
“Old Graves again.”
“Focus damage! Make him proc Braum’s passive!” the WE team shouted excitedly.
From this angle, Thresh moved slowly within the smoke, even if he were scripted, he couldn’t have avoided the incoming strike.
…
Cheng Xuan asked calmly.
Rita observed the situation simultaneously, gently shaking her head.
“So shy.”
Three words, and the teammates flooded with eighteen thousand question marks.
Ready to freeze their hands!
“Q hit Thresh!” Missing shouted excitedly!
Q skill, Winter’s Bite!
“Can IG’s jungle and mid support?”
“I’m already completely visible to the enemy.”
After a flash of white light above Graves’ head, he reached level six.
Then he came to the river pit…
“Too late, Xun just returned home to buy items, while Rookie pushed the lane and immediately moved toward bottom lane, but clearly WE moved faster. If IG’s bottom lane duo gets caught and killed here, it’s a huge momentum shift.”
He only knew that as he charged from bottom lane to assist, he kept silently praying.
“When WE’s jungle and mid were spotted by wards, IG’s bottom lane decisively chose to retreat!”
“I won’t catch anyone this time for sure.”
Then, at that moment.
His mind went blank, hands randomly smashing mouse and keyboard.
“There must be enemy vision here too.”
“Okay, watch me!” Missing’s fingers pounded the keyboard furiously, controlling the seemingly clumsy Braum to flash forward.
After last game and this one, with Cheng Xuan’s plays, there was no reason not to trust him.
“If Brother Xuan had joined the match earlier, you wouldn’t have had a chance,” Xun teased.
“Here we go again? Four-man gank on IG’s bottom lane! WE suffered for this last game.” Jingde focused intently, his voice rising unconsciously.
The worst is when everyone isolates themselves, playing solo; that’s no different from a random public game.
If IG kept winning games, their original AD, Yu Wenbo (JackeyLove), definitely wouldn’t leave the team.
With Shaqima joining, the entire match was almost a constant climax.
Wink: “???”
The instant he finished speaking,
Thresh swung his soul-harvesting scythe, spun several times, and hurled it forward.
Death Sentence!
(End of chapter)