Chapter 48
——Have the young couple returned?
DL fans, I'm so panicked. What the hell are they doing? Why is Easy streaming his rank practice all day long? Haven't you guys had any scrimmages yet?
——Rank is fine, but I haven't heard any voices from Silver and Daisy in the whole day! They haven't come back yet?
——These two really don’t train for a single day?
——DL I beg you, if you keep going like this you’ll be beaten to death by UNG, they’re so fierce that I’m scared [shivering]
——They deserved to lose. With that kind of attitude, they are not qualified to win the championship.
—What are you worrying about? Even though UNG hasn't lost in big games, their small-game win rate is still significantly lower than DL's. And anyone with eyes can see that DL plays much more aggressively than UNG.
——Then UNG 2-0 FRI, why can't DL
—Nonsense! You think such a cheap draft can be made every time and always work? Can't you see how terrifying DL is when they're crushing? They've only lost that one small game so far, right?
——I agree with the above. Daisy’s joining has brought unimaginable improvement to DL’s strength. It is definitely not as simple as you think.
—Laugh, that's a little too much, let's tone it down. Even the best pro players can't play if they don't maintain their touch for seven days. Esports is just that cruel.
——This is the case for other professional players, but it’s not necessarily the case for Xiaoyin and Daisy.
——Their awareness alone is much stronger than others
—You guys are acting like this is a TV show? That's awesome.
An hour before the DL and UNG game started, the area outside the stadium was already bustling with activity.
The venue was also very lively.
When UNG heard that the young couple from DL had finally come back, they all rushed into the DL lounge as if they were watching monkeys.
"Hey, Xiaoyin." Upper smiled and took Lingyin in his arms: "Have you had enough fun? Do you want to go out for some more fun?"
Ling Yin raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Yin?"
Upper was just about to say that this was the new name netizens had given you, because everyone suddenly realized that the Wind God was just a childish little brat with a bad temper, a tsundere little princess. The title of Wind God was too unsuitable, so it was natural to abolish his title of "God".
Quan Ji glanced at Qu Xing who was looking over here, poked him hard, and whispered, "Don't say it!"
Are you kidding? That's a derogatory term! What if Upper says it out loud? What if Qu Xing gets angry and takes it out on him during the competition? He can't handle it!
Ling Yin laughed disdainfully.
Le Anyi: “…” After playing outside for so many days, he still looks like this when he comes back.
But he was very moved now, so moved that he almost hugged the young couple and cried bitterly. God knows how panicked he was when he didn't see the shadow of these two people half an hour before departure.
Quan Ji: "Oh! It's nothing, just a nickname from netizens."
"Oh." Ling Yin glanced aside.
Upper turned to look at Qu Xing, "How's it going, Xingxing? Are you a little too nervous following Ling Yin? I'm much more stable than him. Do you want to consider dumping him and following me?"
Ling Yin: “…”
Qu Xing: "Ahem."
He gave Upper a polite smile and secretly patted Ling Yin's lower back to comfort him.
Upper had no idea the two were really dating, and just thought they were hyping up a relationship, so he naturally assumed it didn't matter who they were with. So he patted his own top laner: "Look at our Anvy, he's also very handsome and talented. He's definitely the best in the world, right? You and he are a good match."
Anvy said naturally, "That's right."
“…”
Holy shit…
Quan Ji caught another glimpse of Ling Yin's increasingly dangerous smile. Although he didn't understand what was going on, his survival instinct made him sense a hint of danger. He decisively pulled Upper: "Let's go, let's go. I just thought I heard the coach calling us."
"Oh." Upper looked at the two of them.
Ling Yin and Qu Xing were wearing brand new team uniforms, each looking very handsome. They stood side by side, looking at the people who had just returned from the red carpet in the entertainment industry next door. They felt a little jealous, so they waved their hands and said, "It's okay. We just came to comfort you. We're afraid that you will cry if we beat you later."
Ling Yin followed his words and said "hmm" insincerely: "Thank you for your concern." Then he glanced at Anvy's hand who was being pulled out by Upper.
At first glance, it seems nothing special, but upon closer inspection, you can see that there is a flesh-colored bandage extending from the wrist and connecting to the base of the index finger.
Sure enough, there was something wrong with my hand.
It was indeed a finger.
No wonder Xingxing said his mouse usage has changed; judging by this, he's probably using another finger instead of his index finger. It's truly touching that a Korean could be so consumed by the LPL.
Ling Yin turned his head to look at Qu Xing. Qu Xing smiled, raised an eyebrow at him, and hooked his fingers.
"You two have been flirting with each other for a week and you're still flirting with each other?" Le Anyi pushed them apart and squeezed in between them. He rubbed Qu Xing, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, and said, "Can you do it? Do you feel it? If you lose later, you two can go out and embarrass yourself."
Ling Yin pulled Qu Xing out of his arms and took him to the other side, glancing at him impatiently.
"Hmph." Le Anyi thought to himself that the netizens had indeed called her the right name, that was the childish Xiaoyin.
"Feel..." Although Qu Xing was confident that he didn't rely that much on the feel of the game, he still glanced at Ling Yin with his eyes bent, "Shall we play a couple of solos while we debug?"
Without waiting for Ling Yin to answer, Le Anyi said anxiously: "Yes!"
Jiang Lin sat aside, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Come on! I haven't seen you two solo in such a long time."
Forty minutes before the match, the spectators watched as players from both teams trickled in, each initially adjusting their own equipment. Then, a few DL players, seemingly doing something else, suddenly swarmed around the two C-suite players. Their faces couldn't be seen clearly, but they could be seen huddling together to peer at their screens.
Ling Yin smiled and asked, "What do you choose?"
"Let's choose together?" Qu Xing clicked the mouse on the middle lane column: "Select the single lane."
"Why not choose AD?" Ling Yin said calmly, "That way I won't be so embarrassed if I lose."
Le Anyi was stunned: "Ling Yin, when did you become so humble?"
"I'm not being modest." Ling Yin smiled: "It's the truth."
"Bullshit." Qu Xing laughed. "Mid is fun, but is it fun to pick an AD and have them stand far away and throw skills?"
Ling Yin: "Okay."
Le Anyi counted three, two, one beside them, and the two of them tacitly chose heroes with strong mobility.
Quxing Akali, Lingyinjie.
Entering the third level, the two of them calmly fought back and forth.
The three people watching the fight from behind held their breath.
It's amazing. I was just last-hitting, but why did even these two controlled heroes have an ambiguous feeling of being pulled and tugged, as if there was a string stretched tight and about to rush forward at the next moment.
Ling Yin moved.
Just like a weightless shadow, Zed landed at Akali's position in the blink of an eye. Akali also instantly did a backflip to avoid the skill, and then without giving Akali a chance to react, she threw out a Q, and at the same time, Zed used the shadow clone to dodge.
This series of actions happened within one second. Visually, it looked like Zed changed two positions in one second and Akali took a step back, accompanied by some dazzling skills.
The two of them crossed each other and left like dancing, their health dropping to 60%.
Just these two actions made the three of them feel relieved.
This state, this reaction speed. The feel is perfect!
The fight reached level 6. Suddenly, as if connected by telepathy, the two simultaneously charged forward with their R skills, crossing paths and swapping mirror images. The moment they landed, Qu Xing immediately followed up with a second R skill, ready to kill Ling Yin, who was barely alive, but Ling Yin instantly dodged and released a shuriken. Qu Xing quickly followed up with a shimmering array, becoming invisible and dodging three shurikens in a row.
He predicted the return of Jie's shadow and marked the position in advance, but Ling Yin predicted his prediction and deliberately did not return to the shadow. He flashed to avoid Akali's E skill and killed her.
Qu Xing's screen turned gray but he was excited: "So handsome!"
"Huh!" Le Anyi breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest: "I'm so nervous."
Qu Xing smiled and said, "Another one?"
Ling Yin: "Come."
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The author has something to say: Xiaoyin: After being the God of Wind for three years, it’s time to have a nickname.
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