Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
It’s like a swordsman unsheathing his sword.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, a swordsman was not only a swordsman, but the sword itself. The sword intent was overwhelming!
And the moment Su Fuyun opened the game and held the mouse, he was not just Su Fuyun, but…the strongest king in this field!
However, Xia Ling did not admit defeat when she faced Su Fuyun.
Su Fuyun’s calmness stimulated her fighting spirit to the greatest extent.
“Mm, I’m ready!” Xia Ling took a deep breath.
She held the mouse tightly and also let herself enter the state as quickly as possible.
The page on the computer slowly loaded.
This game was…League of Legends.
To see whether a game was popular or not, entering the internet cafe and seeing how many people were playing could prove how popular it was.
The peak of League of Legends had passed. This was the inevitable decline of every online game after reaching its peak.
But now, the spring season LPL was also a competition that esports clubs had to participate in.
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In the first match, both sides sent out troops to test the waters under the tower.
In less than three minutes, Xia Ling’s soldier took them all out.
In the second round, both sides sent out their troops under the tower…Xia Ling’s soldier was there again.
In the third round, Xia Ling’s soldier!
If it wasn’t for LOL’s time limit, Xia Ling suspected that she might not have survived the ‘all-out attack’ ?
She really had a feeling of doubting her life. Xia Ling took a deep breath.
“Hai Hai, I opened a ‘good luck capsule’.”
The fire of fighting spirit had already ignited. Tonight, Xia Ling wouldn’t be happy if she didn’t win against Su Fuyun.
Hai Hai replied, “Okay.”
It was straightforward to accept, and it was also straightforward to help Xia Ling exchange for it.
However, in reality, carrying a small stool and eating a small melon seed, she was happily in Xia Ling’s consciousness, waiting to see how she would be killed by the devil the next time
The gap in technical and operational awareness, could a ‘lucky capsule’ make up for it?
No, at least ten!
And it was the kind where Su Fuyun touched the computer and the computer crashed.
Only then could Xia Ling win.
She issued a challenge to Su Fuyun, and the battle began once again.
This time, Xia Ling had learned her lesson. She used a roundabout tactic and relied on the advantage of her hero’s long hands. In the early stages, she was under the tower, patiently replenishing her troops while waiting for an opportunity.
She was not in a hurry, and Su Fuyun did not appear to be in a hurry either.
He was merely suppressing her troops. She was either under the tower, being suppressed by him, or she came out to fight him.
After enduring for three minutes like this, Su Fuyun’s number of reinforcements and levels far exceeded hers.
Xia Ling: “…”
In a situation where her equipment and levels were far inferior to Su Fuyun’s, at level 6, Su Fuyun was forced to fight under the tower.
Xia Ling threw out her ultimate skill and wanted to escape.
However, even if she was blessed with good luck, the gap between their skills was like a chasm, suffocating her!
Xia Ling died.
Being tortured to the point of doubting her own life, Xia Ling sat there and stared at the defeated ‘failure’ on her screen. She did not move.
She was seriously reflecting.
Not reflecting on why she lost this time, but reflecting. The opponents she had fought in the past were all noobs. They actually gave her the illusion that she was an esports god.
Suddenly, in the silence, Xia Ling said, “Su Fuyun.”
“Hmm?” Su Fuyun looked at her.
Xia Ling was silent. “I think… I… Maybe…maybe… I’m not suitable for the esports profession.”
Looking at the girl sitting there, she was already thinking about life.
Su Fuyun’s heart ached a little.
But soon, he forced himself to harden his heart.
“No! Who told me that she wants to participate in spring? ! Gu Moyue, giving up when you encounter some difficulties, this is not your style!”
