Chapter 844: ATM!

When Zhu Mei rushed over, Mountain instinctively pulled back, and quickly realized Zhu Mei's true target was to steal the jungle monster, annoyed, he hurriedly turned back.

But it was too late.

The monster's aggro had already been stolen, a nest of big and small birds chased after the pig's butt, and before they could run two steps, Zhu Mei's W second stage pushed them back and dealt damage simultaneously.

Immediately after, a golden thunderbolt fell, with a boom it took down the big bird.

The little bird had previously taken some damage from the Prince, already low on health, and after taking Zhu Mei's second-stage W damage, it died cleanly.

An entire F6 wave was completely eaten by Zhu Mei in person, Mountain's face turned ashen.

But he dared not do anything, because the enemy not only had a support, but also the mid lane disadvantage was too great, Lu Xi An was almost level six, and if they really fought, it would be almost like giving a free kill.

Mountain gritted his teeth, turned and walked down, also summoned his support, and at least managed to hold the two jungle camps in the lower half.

Backstage, in the AHQ lounge, the two coaches already looked dejected.

Although the two coaches had given instructions before stepping down, VG is a lineup with extremely strong offensive desire, they will definitely play aggressively early on, everyone should prepare to be pressured early, keep a steady mindset, and once the top, mid, and jungle all reach level six, our side will have the initiative.

But... it's only been six minutes, AHQ looks like it's already about to collapse!

Can we really steadily drag it into the mid-game?

If the disadvantage is too great, even dragging to the lineup advantage phase would be meaningless.

……

Mountain finally found a chance to engage in the bottom lane, but didn't kill anyone; the VG duo didn't even use their flashes, only knocking out one heal from Sima Laozei.

AHQ's bottom lane gained some petty profits, while Westdoor in mid lane paid a heavy price for it.

As soon as Mountain appeared in the bottom lane, the already level-six Easyhoon immediately attacked.

The director's hand speed was extremely fast, keeping the main view on the bottom lane while simultaneously cutting a small window for the mid-lane fight.

All that could be seen was Easyhoon's Holy Spear Wanderer still last-hitting minions one moment, then the next moment suddenly moving past the minions and raising both guns simultaneously!

Blazing white light bolts spewed from the barrels of both guns like a torrential rain, converging into a scorching stream of light bolts that poured down onto the Clockwork 800 yards away!

Westdoor was experienced, but his age was advanced, and due to the regional environment he usually neglected to maintain his body, his reactions were no longer what they used to be, and after being swept by the light bolts for nearly a second he finally reacted and moved.

He flashed but didn't turn well, so he could only pull the ball back to give himself a shield, then detonate the ball for acceleration.

The Clockwork twisted its little rear, lunging left and right, yet discovered that no matter how it positioned, it could not completely escape the Holy Spear Baptism.

Westdoor was terrified beyond measure; obviously the opponent had deeply studied his operational habits, even though his movement speed was greater than the opponent's, he could not shake off the opponent's preemptive aim, as the opponent actually began to turn in advance before each of his impending turns!

Moreover, to let Mountain's bottom-lane engage have no worries, Westdoor chose to completely push the lane, meaning he was very far from the minion line, resulting in him being completely unable to rely on the minion line for cover at this moment!

When the Holy Spear Baptism finally ended, the Clockwork's health was left at less than half!

Westdoor had unspeakable bitterness, panicked and ran toward the tower.

The Holy Spear Wanderer swooped in and fired a Fervent Flame Bullet.

"Holy Spear Baptism almost washed it clean!"

"Ximen lost nearly half a bar of health!"

"Marquis continues sliding pursuit!"

"After the Fervent Flame Bullet hit, Lu Xi An gained a two-second speed burst!"

"He fired two shots in seconds, connecting with piercing holy light to reduce the Clockwork to sliver health! Then, using the last bit of acceleration time, he chased again and successfully landed the passive to take Ximen's head!"

"Marquis, this sequence of operations is as smooth as flowing clouds and water, extremely pleasing to the eye!!"

"Lu Xi An, with a 2-0 score at six minutes, is terrifying; the damage is completely beyond what the Clockwork at this time can withstand!"

With two bangs as the shots landed, the Clockwork let out an uh-ah scream and collapsed.

Westdoor's face turned deathly pale, he sat blankly in the gaming chair.

The on-site audience cheered like thunder.

In the LPL broadcast room, netizens began opening champagne midway, filling the screen with 1:0.

In the LMS commentator seat, the three commentators all covered their faces, unable to bear watching. Once regarded by them as the region's top mid-laner, the mighty Ximen Yueshuo is now being treated like a pig for slaughter, actually becoming the enemy's ATM!

"Although it looks already very difficult……"

LMS regional pillar commentator Tommy took a deep breath, wanting to cheer up, but regardless of his disheveled hair or ashen expression, his dejection was exposed,

"But actually we are not just waiting to die; the Crimson Heavenly Horse lineup still holds promise in the late game……"

The two co-commentators did not pick up the thread, the barrage surged, yet the broadcast room fell into a strange and awkward silence.

Tommy could only force the topic onward: "Regarding the subsequent direction of this match, what does Instructor Chashao think?"

Chashao is the later-known e-sports coach——his first two coaching experiences with LPL were at Suning and JD. com——that Chashao.

Last year Chashao coached the Flash Wolves; at year's end, due to poor S-series results, management kicked him out. This spring split, several teams offered him olive branches, but he held high standards, thinking these teams' foundations were too weak, and even if he gave his all he couldn't achieve results, so he refused. After becoming unemployed, Chashao returned to his original line of work, becoming an analyst on the commentator desk.

After all, having coached for many years, in terms of professional ability Chashao can basically be said to dominate all LMS commentators. Even counting those occasional guest appearances by retired players, Chashao remains the undisputed No. 1 technical commentator of LMS.

Precisely because of his expertise, Chashao can see more clearly that this S7 World Championship opening match currently underway has actually entered garbage time.

If this were a practice match of a team he coached, Chashao would undoubtedly have called it off.

But he is currently neither a coach nor an on-stage referee.

So Instructor Chashao could only awkwardly chuckle: "Teacher Tommy, you're making this too hard for me; if I could predict the match's continuation, I'd go coach VG."

You wish!

Which coach in the world wouldn't want to bring VG?

Tommy muttered to himself, then turned to the other analyst: "What about Instructor Ke Lai Men?"

Ke Lai Men's expression was dark, he sighed: "Well, I'll just speak frankly, ah, this AHQ game, I see there's nothing left to follow. AHQ's lineup, ah, originally could only rely on top/mid/jungle to sustain the pace, but now Ximen's Clockwork has been completely ruined, the upper and lower lanes have no advantage at all, the rhythm core has completely stalled, AHQ has truly reached its end. Then take a look at VG's Lucian, already three-zero, ah, such a farmed Lucian, how could we possibly stop him in the mid-game... really, there's nothing left to fight."

The barrage filled the screen with mocking hahaha.