Outplaying even the turret? Absolutely ruthless!

"Whoa, after that fight, WE's bot lane can't lane anymore!"

Miller's voice rang out from the caster desk. "I never expected a three-on-two gank to end with two of the gankers dying. IG just played that incredibly well."

"Especially Chen Yu's godlike reaction with that Flash. Gragas missing his E-Flash hurt so much."

"Nice!"

It wasn't just IG's team comms buzzing with excitement.

Backstage in IG's lounge, everyone's eyes lit up as cheers erupted.

Alongside staff members like Su Xiaoluo and Mafa sat JackeyLove, West, and even their veteran teammate Duke, who had only recently returned to the team house.

Strictly speaking, Duke should have been playing this game.

But TheShy had been scrimming with Lu Chen and the others lately. Considering their synergy, Mafa had decided to field TheShy, and so far, the results looked good.

As for Duke himself, he sat there with a warm smile, completely unbothered by whether he got to play.

Honestly, he was already starting to treat this like retirement.

After all, he had won a championship back in Season 6. What else was there to chase? Who wouldn't enjoy collecting a hefty salary while taking it easy?

Meanwhile, the live chat hit another little peak.

"Holy shit! What a carry!"

"He turned it around like that?"

"Condi's losing it. Did you see his face just now? He looked ready to explode. LMAO."

"C God's reactions are seriously ridiculous. I've never seen him get hit by a prediction skillshot in ranked!"

"WE's in for a rough time. How many minutes has it been? Kalista's already 3-0."

"What's up with Mystic? Wasn't he carrying so hard before? Why does he look this bad against a rookie ADC?"

"He can't even beat a rookie?"

"Do they even know how to play? Two deaths in a three-on-two gank?!"

It wasn't just the viewers.

Even Clearlove, who was watching the match at EDG's team house, felt the corner of his eye twitch. "Why does this look so familiar?"

Seeing this actually made iBoy breathe a sigh of relief. So Mystic was doing about as well as he had. Nothing to worry about, then.

Regardless of the reactions outside, the match continued.

When Lu Chen returned to lane this time, he already had a Bilgewater Cutlass.

Across from him, poor Mystic had only his starting Doran's Blade, a pair of Boots of Speed, and a Long Sword. He was also a level behind.

Their combat strength was now worlds apart. Forget last-hitting-WE barely dared to get in range for experience!

Once Lu Chen pushed the wave under the turret, an unforgettable scene unfolded.

He hopped into turret range, began an autoattack on Mystic, then hopped back out before attacking a minion and hopping forward again.

The red light atop the turret flashed on again and again, but it never managed to fire!

It looked utterly comical, as though Lu Chen were kiting the turret itself.

After a few repetitions, Alistar moved up too, ready to dive.

Mystic and Ben could only keep retreating. They didn't even dare stand beneath their turret. It couldn't have looked more miserable!

"This..." Miller was momentarily speechless. "He's outplaying even the turret?! Is he really that brazen?"

"The turret can't get an attack off!" Wawa cried. "Wow, Chen Yu's control of his spacing is incredible. Mystic's getting poked so badly under his own turret."

Rita sounded surprised too. "WE's bot lane can't even stay under their turret anymore. They have to retreat toward the second turret."

"Turret, why are you just watching?! Have you betrayed us too?!"

"Turret: I can't get it off!"

"LMAO, C God knows a thing or two about kiting turrets. You should watch his streams."

"This guy's spacing is genuinely insane."

"Hahaha, how can he style on them this hard?"

The live chat loved the sight too.

In professional matches, at least early on when everyone's health was low, players rarely played like this.

After all, they were under an enemy turret. One mistake could get them killed, and it also left them vulnerable to a jungle gank.

So when a highlight like this suddenly appeared, most viewers were delighted.

Just seven minutes in.

The gap between the two ADCs had already reached thirty CS-one had only half as much as the other!

Ning Wang took the dragon with ease. No one even came over to look at him.

The clock reached nine minutes.

The system announcement rang out: "Your team has destroyed a turret!"

WE's bot-lane outer turret came crashing down.

The gold lead immediately hit three thousand!

"Want to swap lanes?" Rookie asked.

Lu Chen glanced at the state of the game, his eyes bright. "No need. We can push all the way through bot this game."

The enemy composition was still nowhere near its power spike.

Neither Kassadin in mid nor Kennen in top had anything beyond component items. Neither posed any threat to him.

Gragas was even worse off. His early plays had already set him back, and Ning Wang kept seizing opportunities to invade his jungle and squeeze out his farm.

As for bot lane-did they even have a bot lane anymore?

And so, next.

Everyone watched as Kalista, having recalled and finished his Blade of the Ruined King, headed straight back to bot lane.

"What is Chen Yu planning? Isn't he going mid to push the turret?" Miller asked in confusion.

As though answering his question.

Lu Chen steered Kalista straight toward the enemy's second bot turret, with Baolan alongside him.

Mystic was farming in front of the second turret. His eyes widened slightly at the sight. "What's he trying to do?"

His answer was Lu Chen's figure hopping closer and closer with every attack on a minion.

Normally, play this brazen demanded immediate attention.

It hadn't even been ten minutes, and an ADC was already charging up to their second turret. Who else would they punish if not him?

At that thought, Mystic glanced at his mid laner and jungler.

Condi was still in the top-side jungle, clearing the camps Ning Wang had left behind.

Xiye was doing somewhat better. After reaching level six, Kassadin could finally lane against Syndra, but he still couldn't match her wave clear. Right now, he was last-hitting under his turret.

In short, neither could come.

Just

At that moment.

Kalista had hopped all the way up. Without hesitation, he hurled a spear into Mystic, then instantly used his R to pull in Alistar from farther away.

Baolan didn't even need Lu Chen to direct him. He launched himself straight in and activated his ultimate to tank the turret.

Before Mystic could land, Alistar followed up with Q and knocked him airborne again.

Kalista's damage was becoming absurd. A few autoattacks chained into Q, then one Rend emptied Varus's health bar on the spot!

"IG Chen Yu has slain WE Mystic!"

"Rampage!"

Immediately afterward, he used Blade of the Ruined King to drain Karma and slow her, hopping after her with autoattack after autoattack.

Even with Ben activating his empowered E for a shield and movement speed, he couldn't escape!

A few seconds later.

"IG Chen Yu has slain WE Ben!"

"Double kill!"

"Unstoppable!"

Kalista and Alistar calmly withdrew from turret range, leaving only the WE duo's bodies to testify to the brutality they had suffered.

The entire sequence flowed seamlessly, without the slightest hitch.

Only when Lu Chen had already resumed pushing the wave and hitting the turret did the casters and viewers finally react.

Miller couldn't hide his astonishment. "They just... died that easily?"

Wawa licked his lips. "WE, uh... Mystic and Ben both look off their game today. If this keeps up, the match could be over very soon. This Kalista is already becoming impossible to deal with."

Rita stared blankly at the screen too. "Wow, Chen Yu plays so aggressively."

(End of chapter)