Chapter 865

"This shouldn't be happening."

"I also feel it's a bit strange; frontline and teamfight capabilities are very important in this version, logically VG shouldn't be unaware of this..."

LPL commentators furrowed their brows deeply.

The bullet comments were also suspicious and doubtful, with some even starting to spam "doomed."

Many teams watching the match also couldn't figure it out.

Because VG's lineup truly had no standout points.

In terms of frontline solidity, VG was far inferior to MSF; in terms of teamfight initiation, MSF completely overwhelmed VG... no matter from which angle, MSF's lineup was superior to VG's.

The only good news might be that MSF's AP damage is a bit excessive.

"Let's believe for now!" Wawa cheered up, trying to lift the atmosphere.

"Belief is belief, VG has broken our doubts countless times, but..." Miller shook his head, "Forget it, let's still believe for now, maybe VG really chose this ordinary lineup to hide a trick."

Another commentator was the rookie Wang Duo Duo, who seemed lost in thought and remained silent.

The audience's cheering faded, battle began.

VG's five members bought their starting items and stood behind the air wall.

"This game we mainly play defensively, don't push too hard in lane." Liang Yan's calm voice echoed in the team voice channel, everyone quickly affirmed.

VG opened with the common five-star defensive formation; MSF tried to group up and invade VG's upper jungle, but was scared off by Liang Yan's wine barrel and Fu Lan Duo's dart.

The opening passed smoothly, the base began spawning minions.

VG's goal for this match was to let Zeize Tai and Gangzi adapt to the big stage environment; they deliberately chose MSF as opponents—not weak, but not particularly strong either, the intensity was just right.

Liang Yan planned to slow the pace a bit, extend the game time to achieve better warm-up effects; if not facing collapse, he intended not to act early.

He started from top to bottom, directly clearing the first wave of jungle monsters, after clearing the river crab he glanced at the bottom lane minion wave—perfect timing for a counter-push; even if the enemy jungler came, they couldn't gain much advantage, so he stood still and pressed recall.

On the European commentator's desk, three commentators saw this scene and instantly rejoiced.

"Fire went home! He doesn't know his recall was already spotted by Maxlore's (Rabbit Team jungler) pre-placed ward!"

"Hahaha! Fire, oh Fire, you also have moments of recalling while warded—I must make this into a Gif, leaving you a lifelong black mark!"

"Shh! Keep it quiet, don't let him hear!"

"Impossible, he's wearing noise-canceling headphones!"

On-site, many spectators couldn't help but let out suppressed gasps.

On the big screen, Liang Yan's wine barrel stood in the center grass bush of the lower river, the teleportation array beneath his feet emitting rings of white light, a blue-side fake eye planted beside his feet.

On the other side, in the upper half, Maxlore's Zhu Mei had already come up from the river, now arrived at the left side path of Red Side mid lane, quietly crouching in the junction, about 1500 yards from Zzitai's Yao Ji.

This is a classic vision control spot; Zhu Mei's position seems visible from Red Side's first mid turret, but actually there's a small indentation here, the turret's vision blocked by the wall—if someone crouches inside, Red Side can't see them.

"This is a classic fake vision spot, Yao Ji is in for heavy punishment!"

With a whoosh, the wine barrel vanished into the dazzling white light.

The channeling ended, Liang Yan truly recalled.

And he gave no reminder or warning to Zeize Tai.

Zeize Tai saw him recall, naturally feeling a bit unsupported, without a backbone, feeling unsteady, also wanting to quickly clear this wave and recall, since his health was only half and mana nearly empty; so he stepped on with Phantom Shadow Step.

Just as he shrank back, a Zhu Mei suddenly flashed out from behind.

"Damn it!"

Zeize Tai's face changed drastically, but it was already too late to react, hit by Zhu Mei's Q-flash and launched into the sky.

Feiji used a W Valkyrie dive to fly up, threw a phosphorescent bomb, activated the Gatling gun for continuous sweeping, interspersed with two basic attacks, a full combo that instantly killed Zeize Tai.

"First blood taken!"

"Ah this, Yao Ji's alertness is still not enough!"

"W was used a bit hastily..."

"Too relaxed, feeling like you can't treat this as our LPL! Anyone who makes it to the world stage isn't truly weak!"

"Yes, even against wildcard teams, one careless move can crash and burn, let alone MSF being Europe's second seed!"

"Can't play like this, otherwise we'll really crash and burn!"

"Is Yao Ji still not in form..."

"After all, this is his first appearance today, understandable, but he really needs to tighten that string, or else..."

The good news is, Zeize Tai's kill was actually secured by Zhu Mei's second W segment; Feiji only got an assist, didn't claim the big head's first blood bounty.

After the success, MSF jungler seemed to have figured out VG's unfamiliar mid laner is easy to bully, came again when Zzitai just returned to lane.

Fortunately this time Zeize Tai was prepared, would rather miss two last hits than use W.

Maxlore saw no chance temporarily, crouched for about ten seconds then turned and left.

European commentators breathed a sigh of relief, glad Max didn't act, otherwise trouble would come, because on the other side in the river grass bush, Firrrrrre's Zhu Mei is counter-jungling!

"But he hasn't left yet—could he be trying to catch PowerOfEvil?"

PowerOfEvil is MSF's mid laner, the successor of old demon king Xpeke, before Caps appeared, Europeans fans believed he was the most likely to stand out after Perkz, but greatly disappointed, he left OG, joined MSF willingly to be Hansama's green leaf.

PowerOfEvil communicated nonstop with the jungler in team channel, planning the next wave of attack, tone and demeanor very relaxed, smug and satisfied.

He is satisfied with the current situation.

This is the world stage, where is OG now?

Half a minute later, Maxlore returned. Last wave he didn't act because he couldn't determine VG jungler's position, and from VG mid laner's movement he noticed some clues, intuition told him that guy who strikes fear into countless people is nearby.

Now half a minute has passed, he believes the opponent has already left.

Moreover, Yao Ji seems to have zero memory retention.

At this moment, the mid lane minion wave favors Red Side, advancing toward Blue Side—this is PowerOfEvil deliberately creating a counter-push lane.

The minion wave came near the turret, Yao Ji made the same mistake, wanting to quickly push the wave into the turret, stepped up again.

Maxlore laughed loudly and charged out from the River Grass Bush.

Yao Ji panicked and threw out the chain, trying to restrain him, then ran toward the opposite direction of the River.

His move was too obvious, and Maxlore easily twisted it away; Zhu Mei lowered his head and charged forward, closing the distance before swinging the North Wind Chain Shackles at Yao Ji's buttocks.

At that moment, Gragas burst out from the grass with his oily, smooth, round belly protruding, and slammed with a bang into Zhu Mei, who hadn't dodged.