The eSports King’s Crush

Mo Bei was wearing black headphones on her head. The lines of her profile were still as cold as ever.

Upon seeing his brother like this, Panda opened his mouth and ultimately said like a man, "Play properly."

Mo Bei responded quietly with an "mm" sound.

As the game page opened, a map with creeps and forts took over the entire screen.

The conversations happening on Ya Si's side were muted.

"Keep your eyes on Feng Nai."

Only six words were enough.

Actually, it was already very obvious that they had studied the new member of Dark Flares before coming to compete.

He merely played support slightly better, but his shortcomings were very evident.

When it came to professional leagues, FromNorthToSouth would get no opportunity to play that way.

Right now, they had the absolute advantage.

After all, the opponent had picked a useless champion.

There wasn't even a hint of a threat.

They only had to beware of Feng Nai!

Ya Si's assassin was very cautious. What he feared was that Feng Nai might come over to counter his jungle.

More than a minute passed, yet nothing happened.

Ya Si's assassin lowered his guard.

However, he was just about to kill the riverside wild boar, which had half health left, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The assassin retreated nimbly into a bush behind him and perilously dodged the other person's attack.

However, two jungle creeps were inevitably lost.

Was that an illusion?

He had a nagging feeling that Feng Nai's jungling speed today was particularly fast.

Logically speaking, he ought to either come and counter-jungle right from the start or be in his own jungle right now.

Had he cleared his own jungle already and come to his side? The timing didn't really add up. Was there a problem with hand speed?

This thought merely flashed through the mind of Ya Si's assassin for a moment. He actually wasn't very worried.

After all, he'd seen that Dark Flares' ADC was alone at the bottom lane.

There was nothing around.

At this point, he only needed to work with his tank to launch a surprise attack and they would definitely draw first blood.

Ya Si's assassin took another glance at the mini-map. Certain that Feng Nai wouldn't come over so quickly, he carried his curved blade and semi-concealed himself before he moved over swiftly.

The audience before the screen could see this scene unfold.

They all fisted their hands tightly.

"I really give up. What about the support? Where did the support go? Did he leave Lord Han alone at the bottom lane?"

"As a support, he doesn't even know how to protect the damage dealer?"

"Shut it, everyone. My Lord Han won't die so easily."

True enough.

Han Xi's consciousness was very strong.

Upon seeing that the opposing assassin had disappeared off the map, he immediately retreated towards the defense turrets.

However, Ya Si's assassin still caught up. He first used the upgraded jungle knife to slow down Han Xi and then charged in.

In mere moments, Han Xi's health dropped by a good half.

Furthermore, the opposing tank leaped in by using his ultimate ability.

In the blink of an eye, Han Xi was left with a shred of health.

The shoutcaster shook his head as he watched from the side. "This time, Dark Flares' support is really to blame. Not protecting the ADC at the start of the game is indeed a fatal mistake."

"I'm afraid Dark Flares' first blood is about to be spilled. Based on what I remember, Han Xi has never been thrashed like this before. I can only say he's unfortunate. Hopefully, Dark Flares can adjust their formation in future matches. Otherwise, it would truly be a pity for Han Xi's skills and damage. The fact that the support isn't following such an ADC really leaves one at a loss for words…"