Chapter 752: Any more tricks? Hurry up and use them!

At twelve minutes, VG's top, mid, jungle, and support four players regrouped at the upper river and started fighting the Xia Gu Xian Feng; WE dared not engage, choosing to group up and push towers in Xia Lu.

VG easily gave up the bottom tower, letting Gangzi's Varus shift to Zhong Lu.

WE dared not be greedy, confirming that VG would have no one coming to defend, so they left Mystic alone to destroy the tower, while the rest hurried back to defend Zhong Lu, lest after VG took the Xia Gu Xian Feng they would directly come over and push down the middle tower.

Actually, at this point VG could make a feint to occupy WE's upper jungle, cutting off the connection between the middle and top lanes, then summon the Xia Gu Xian Feng in the top lane to push the tower; I can't guarantee anything else, but taking one top tower is absolutely no problem.

But Liang Yan felt that merely taking one top tower meant little, because VG's economic advantage was already huge, the first blood tower was already in hand, and normally pushing a tower would only widen the economic gap by a few hundred; it was just icing on the cake and could not completely crush WE.

Therefore Liang Yan chose to keep the Rift Herald's eye, directing everyone to clear the middle and bottom lane minion waves before returning to base; after resting, they headed out again to assign lanes, building up for the next wave of attack.

At this point, the game time was around thirteen and a half minutes.

In terms of kills, WE 2:7 VG.

The total economy was 20.1k versus 24.0k, a difference of nearly four thousand.

In lane economics, the jungle's positional advantage was overwhelmingly dominant across the board; the Prince's economic lead had already exceeded two thousand, accounting for over seventy percent of the total economic difference, which basically means a lead of about one major item.

Then came the AD lane: WE's duo was targeted several times, Mystic died once and missed many last hits, while Gangzi's last hitting was normal and he also took the first blood tower; if WE hadn't just fed Mystic a tower, this side would likely have a gap of around fifteen hundred, but now the economic difference between the two ADs is only close to a thousand.

As for the support, Xiao Duan took a kill in that recent team fight, plus assists and various minor advantages, altogether giving him an economic edge of nearly five hundred.

In the mid lane, Easyhoon led by over three hundred.

The top lane was roughly even.

Moreover, VG still had one Xia Gu Xian Feng in hand.

All these factors piled up, giving VG an unstoppable momentum; WE, under the shadow of dark clouds, was pressed by this mighty force to the point of being unable to breathe, like a tightrope walker whose every step fills them with dread, one slip away from eternal doom.

And in the eyes of the spectators, WE's hope of a comeback was actually extremely slim.

With less than fifteen minutes and a four‑thousand‑gold economic deficit, if they could overturn and defeat VG, which held such a huge advantage, a team of this caliber would be not far from being able to sweep and win the year's World Championship, even if they couldn't actually do it.

The WE players could not see the exact economic gap, but could roughly estimate it from their equipment, so the team's voice channel began to frequently feature silences lasting ten seconds or even half a minute.

Being down 0‑2 wasn't scary, nor was 0‑3; what frightened them was that losing this semifinal would mean having to play in the gauntlet.

In the gauntlet there were RNG and IG; facing either of those two teams, WE would have at best about a fifty percent chance to win……

At the World Championship held on their home turf, if WE failed to make it aboard, every member of the team would carry regret for life.

But now, what else can be done?

……

"Congratulations, VG, 2‑0!"

"…… three match points, one could say this Bo5 is already……"

"Indeed, it's gotten very difficult."

Even Wawa couldn't help WE save face; the two matches combined lasted less than fifty minutes!

Whether VG will play a lategame macro is unknown, since few have seen their games dragged into the lategame; but in the LPL, everyone can see that no team can withstand the full‑strength VG's early‑ and mid‑game offense.

……

Backstage, WE's resting room.

A low pressure weighed on everyone.

Even Sky couldn't find any words to comfort everyone.

As for this match, Coach Homme also had nothing to say.

Right from the start of the Bo5 they 'gave' two games—how are we supposed to play? Do they really think EDG vs. RNG, bullying the injured dog whose condition worsens the more they play, letting them trade two for three? Setting aside that VG isn't an AD‑centric team, they actually have two AD players……

"Coach?" Sky's voice sounded bitter as he looked at Homme and said, "If there's any trick left, hurry up and use it."

Facing the boss's shaking gaze, Homme's face was wooden, he fell silent for a few seconds, then finally shook his head and hoarsely said, 'Sorry... I can't do anything either…'

In the final stage of the regular season, WE fought for first place in Group A (mainly to avoid being placed in VG's half of the playoffs), giving it their all, pouring all their energy into studying the current patch and EDG.

Originally WE really had a chance to take first in Group A, but fate intervened; a 'time‑space replay' farce shattered WE's hopes, causing them to lose the group‑first battle, and then they were placed in VG's half of the playoff bracket.

At that point the entire WE team finally began scrambling to find a post‑season patch strategy; the time was so tight that they hadn't even fully digested the incense‑burner system VG threw out, let alone had spare energy to study anything else.

As for hidden cards, naturally there were none.

Homme believed that EDG and RNG should also have no hidden cards, otherwise the previous Bo5 would not have played out that way; at the same time, Homme thought that if WE were to substitute for either side in that previous Bo5, WE would have at least a fifty percent chance to win.

But there are no 'ifs'; WE's opponent is VG.

Seeing Homme's reaction, Sky understood; his eyes grew dim, he waved his hand and stood up: 'It's fine, you guys discuss among yourselves, see how to play the next game, I'll step out for a moment, everyone still needs to cheer……'

Behind him was a silence.

Sky went out the door, backhandedly closed it, shutting out the gazes coming from behind. He leaned against the door, closed his eyes, and his eyeballs twitched wildly under his lids, obviously his inner turmoil was intense.

After a while, Sky opened his eyes, took a deep breath, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and headed toward the restroom.

He had once been a professional player and had reached the peak of an event; he had also been youthful and full of fervor, and in public or private settings he had loudly denounced those match‑fixing losers.

But WE had consumed all of his heart and blood……

Li Xiaofeng, I despise you!

In the backstage restroom, Sky's face was contorted, he gritted his teeth, and dialed a number.

Hey, President Wang!

Haha, it's me—can't you tell?

Right, right, right, it's me.

Well, nothing much—I just have something I'd like to discuss with you. I don't know if it's convenient for you... Hey, you're in Shanghai, right? Are you free tomorrow? How about a drink?