Four minutes into the match, the score had reached a staggering 0–4.
Zhong Yi had died twice, while Zhou Yue and Zhou Qiaoling had each died once.
Mu Yawen had died three times, but since jungle monsters had killed her, those deaths did not count toward the score.
Li Moran was fighting one against two in the top lane, yet she was the only one who had not died.
"Senior Brother, what sort of ancient great demon is this Crimson Treant? Why can't I beat him..."
Mu Yawen and Zhong Yi both respawned at the fountain, and she spoke with a gloomy expression.
"Is he really that hard to fight? How about I help you?"
Zhong Yi sighed.
He glanced at the minion wave. He would not get a single minion if he returned to lane now, so he might as well help Mu Yawen fight a jungle monster.
Zhong Yi arrived at the Crimson Treant's camp. When he saw Mu Yawen sacrifice her health to gather a streak of purple spiritual energy on her axe, he immediately understood why she could not beat the jungle monsters.
"Junior Brother Mu, why did you learn a skill that costs health to attack?"
"Hehe, Senior Brother, I followed your advice and really thought it through!"
At Zhong Yi's question, a trace of pride appeared on Mu Yawen's face.
"My character practices a bloodthirsty cultivation method. The worse her injuries, the faster she attacks! If I use this skill to drain my health, doesn't that make me stronger?"
"..."
Watching Mu Yawen get beaten down to half health while her twin axes practically struck sparks for all the damage they barely scratched out, Zhong Yi was speechless.
What genius reasoning!
"Forget it. Let your senior brother help!"
The Crimson Treant killed "Genius