How Were There Still Experts?
"Bro, I didn't offend you guys, did I? I just wanted to play some Vayne. Why are you putting me under so much pressure?"
The nonstop bad news had made Luo Zhen deeply realize how serious the problem was. What Vayne players feared most had never been trouble in their own lane, because whenever they picked Vayne, they had already prepared themselves to Resist Pressure. What they feared instead was successfully holding out in their own lane, only for every other lane to collapse like dogs.
Like that trade in mid.
On the surface, it seemed like nothing was wrong, but was Neeko getting a kill really the same thing as Yone getting a kill?
Neeko still couldn't instantly burst anyone down after getting a kill, but a kill for Yone might just get him through his weak phase. After that, he'd be the one chasing everyone down.
"Ahem, well... I just couldn't hold back."
It wasn't that FOFO was weaker than his opponent. On the contrary, as a gatekeeper among first-tier mid laners, he had been pressuring his opponent in lane. He just couldn't resist when the solo-kill opportunity appeared, miscalculated his damage, and was forced to follow up with Flash and an Auto Attack.
And after following up, he got taken down by the turret himself.
"I get it now. You're playing Chemical Bliss on me, aren't you?"
"Huh? What the hell is that?"
"Nothing. It's just raising Happiness Stability during Population Cleansing. Nothing too serious."
The other four EDG players: !!!
The top lane had died once, and mid had traded kills once more, so naturally they couldn't contest the Rift Herald. Ning had noticed something was wrong early on, and after the mid-lane trade, decisively wandered down to bottom lane to