Then there was no problem.
"Is there really no way for us to win?" the RNG coach asked helplessly.
Normally, RNG had an excellent legacy. If this generation's AD couldn't beat them, they could always bring in an AD from previous generations to pass down some of their skills. Unfortunately, the club itself was too inhumane. Take Uzi, for example. If you asked him to come have a meal with the players, he might hesitate for ages before eventually agreeing. But if you told him management would be there?
That would be seriously disgusting!
And their upcoming opponent was his legitimate disciple, too. Counting on Uzi to help them? He might end up selling all their information to the other side instead.
"It's not like there's no way," Xiao Ming said after thinking it over. He offered his own idea. "If it really comes down to it, we can count on RNG Ale like last year, or lease Spring Xiaohu back. There shouldn't be much of a problem."
The RNG team manager: ???
There was no helping it. If their raw strength wasn't enough, they could only resort to tricks. Playing League of Legends was fundamentally like playing ball games. At first, everyone competed on mechanics. Then they gradually began using tactics. Later, it developed into nothing more than seeing whose heart was darker.
What RNG didn't know was that after learning Luo Zhen's next opponent would be RNG, Uzi had actually approached Luo Zhen himself. His first words were to tell him to go all out and hold nothing back, which scared Luo Zhen half to death.
"Wait, bro... what did they do to you that you want me to hit them this hard?"
Uzi's request, in the Esports Circle—
—was no different from someone in real life saying