Chapter 669: Lesson? Execution!

Four against five, and the enemy died incredibly fast.

Fu Lan Duo might be late, and she might not even snag an assist.

Sima Laozei heeded Liang Yan, not intending to give Fu Lan Duo a sense of participation, and directly used a spear pull; Fu Lan Duo panicked and leapt in to slash, but as soon as she landed, Tam was speared to death by Sima Laozei...

Fu Lan Duo patted her chest: "Haha! I finally dealt damage!"

Liang Yan: "Tsk."

Sima Laozei: "My..."

M17 mid laner Apex, who hesitated for a few seconds and never dared to dive into team fights, seeing the situation was lost, directly used a second-stage R (copied W) and flashed to run toward Quan Shui.

Easyhoon unleashed his ultimate, chasing furiously as if sprinting off a wall like a high-speed train, but Rock Break didn't cool down fast enough, and in the end he was still unable to stop the Enchantress from fleeing into Quan Shui.

VG finished the team fight and kept pushing.

Fu Lan Duo felt a bit unwilling; his Jax was already unstoppable, this development could handle a 1v3 easily, yet in the end this team fight only snagged an assist!

He basically had no presence at all.

Thus, when finally destroying the base, Fu Lan Duo used hitting Ji Di to max out his passive attack speed, then went berserk with a leaping slash toward the Enchantress in Quan Shui...

What?!

My goodness! Sheng Qiang Ge actually jumped into Quan Shui and still wanted to kill someone!

QAWA, huge 9A! Wow!! Sheng Qiang Ge! Six blades in a second, lightning-fast combo! He actually withstood Quan Shui's attack and instantly killed the Enchantress!!

My goodness, this Jax...

The moment the Enchantress fell, Jax was also scorched to death by the laser of the holy Quan Shui. And the next second, M17's Nexus exploded in Miller's shocked, widened eyes into a firework.

VG team channel:

Nice, brothers!

Wuhu~~~

Hahaha~ brothers, was I cool this round?

So awesome, you're the only two on the team who got kills, all thanks to you—amazing!

Fu Lan Duo instantly wasn't happy anymore.

Don't say it, you really shouldn't say it...

By the time the match ended, the kill score was 24 to 2, and that 2 was entirely Fu Lan Duo's doing.

But for the side with those 2 kills, this match was unforgettable.

At the moment the Nexus exploded, the five people sitting in M17's player bench had faces as white as ghosts.

This was M17's first-ever participation in an international tournament since its founding, and also the first international tournament for each of its five players since their debuts; before this, neither the team nor any of its five members had ever officially faced a non-LMS team on stage.

Therefore, the highly popular foreign-region teams online—like Europe's G2, LPL's VG, and LCK's SKT—were always just a screen away for them; all their impressions came from match videos and others' opinions. As for the question 'How strong are these top-tier teams really?', they could only gauge it using the measuring stick that frequently appears on the international stage from their own region—the Lightning Wolves.

How strong is G2? Probably just a bit stronger than the Lightning Wolves.

And SKT? Possibly just a tad stronger than the Lightning Wolves, after all they've lost to them before.

How strong is VG? Seems noticeably stronger than the Lightning Wolves—just a little shy of sweeping and taking the MSI title.

They thought this way—purely guessing and analogizing, not based on real evaluation from actually facing them.

To truly understand what it feels like to face world-class top teams, M17's people actually have no concrete concept at all.

And today, VG gave them a practical lesson with a over-20-kill difference and over-16,000 gold gap, a total domination.

—just as M17's duo said in their pre-match interview, VG let them truly experience what it feels like to face world-class top teams.

So from now on, when they brag, they'll have something to say: 'We've actually played against peak VG!' Though the cost might have been high.

Putting it nicely, this is a precious experience.

Putting it poetically, this is a day worth repeatedly savoring for the rest of their lives.

And the bullet comments in the LMS livestream were pretty blunt:

【Love to bump VG? Being taught by the strongest team is so satisfying 484?】

【Still able to laugh at 24:2? Cry】

【Almost like a Linglong Tower, huh? Will hearing VG make your hands shake in the future?】

【Brutal enough, M17 got PTSD right away】

【Too cruel, this isn't even a match anymore—VG is just giving M17 a lesson, right?】

【Lesson? Execution!】

Totally accurate; for the five M17 starters present, this match's experience really was just an execution.

When the five VG players came over to shake hands, the five M17 players finally understood humility, each bowing deeply, bending waist and extending both hands. When the other side politely said 'You played well,' they even felt moved because they felt encouraged.

……

Backstage, the LMS lounge.

Three teams' members sat in a half-circle around the big TV on the wall, each looking up at the screen showing the five M17 players made docile as quail by a lesson match; the earlier excitement and joy from AHQ's victory over EDG had vanished from their faces, dozens of faces were grim, and the air in the lounge was thick with heaviness and oppression.

M17 lost terribly, 24 kills to 2, and even those two kills weren't earned by M17's skill—the first was a deliberate trade where the enemy top laner Jax calculated he could swap damage with Renekton, and the second was that somewhat reckless top laner who suicidally ran into Quan Shui.

If that VG top laner had played a bit more steadily, the professionals watching from a god's-eye view would have good reason to suspect that M17 would likely walk away with nothing, being crushed into a true exquisite pagoda.

The only two kills in the whole game were only obtainable because the other side deliberately gave them up…… What the heck?

Calling it a 'human vs. AI match' is no exaggeration.

VG is too strong!!!

"After watching this game, I believe everyone knows the score in their hearts."

Lightning Wolves manager Warhorse spoke solemnly,

"The current score is one‑to‑one, so it looks like we still have two games' margin for error."

But actually, we don't even have a margin for error left.

From now on, if we lose just one more game, it's as good as a guaranteed loss, with no chance whatsoever. It's either a 1-3 or a 2-3 loss; there's no third possibility.

Because any of our teams facing a VG like this has no chance of winning, and if we lose just one more game, we will at minimum have to play a decider, and the opponent in that decider will definitely be VG.

So, everyone——

Warhorse's expression grew even more grim, his gaze sweeping over everyone,

Don't overthink it—if you still want to make it to the finals, if you still want to retain a shred of dignity on our home turf, then the choice before us is only one……

However, many times knowing what to do doesn't mean you can actually do it.