Chapter 32

As for mana sustainability—

Shi Zhenyu said, delaying the blue buff by even a second is an insult to my loyalty as a team member serving the boss.

Loyalty!

Bang!

“Burp, time to brawl!”

Arriving online, Ruo Feng suffered terribly; as his barrel level increased, his Q-skill damage became absurd.

Often, one barrel would clear most of the minion wave, and two or three barrels with an E-skill could wipe out an entire wave—worse, he dared not advance near Huanxue, since the barrel’s self-healing made it stubbornly persistent; the tiny health he stole from the card master was less than what the enemy gained passively, while being hit by the barrel’s explosion visibly drained a huge chunk of his health bar.

Once his health dropped, the mid-lane became vulnerable to single kills.

Ruo Feng clearly remembered the opponent’s previous E-flash maneuver, which he hadn’t had time to react to.

Just before the opponent’s flash was about to cooldown, he’d rather let some minions go than advance half a step forward.

Still, Ruo Feng’s card master could just hide under the tower—what about the other lanes?

Jiang Ming never liked risky plays or flashy tricks like tower-diving kills; he portrayed himself as a mid-lane commander who treated the map as a chessboard and won with strategy.

A teaching streamer must demonstrate technique, but not rely solely on it.

The moment Ruo Feng chose to let the wave push, the other lane heroes on the purple team were doomed to a miserable game experience.

The first to suffer was Ming Kai’s Lee Sin.

As the wave pushed, the barrel vanished from mid-lane; the prince’s earlier vision of the jungle revealed Lee Sin farming the buff.

On camera, Jiang Ming’s barrel moved effortlessly, E-ing over the buff wall, then R [Explosive Barrel] blasting Lee Sin back into his own team’s grasp, finishing him off with the prince.

With the jungler dead, the mid and jungle duo turned straight to bot lane.

They walked right up to the faces of the purple team’s Ashe and Thresh.

Juanmao and Weixiao suffered terribly, wary of the prince’s unused ultimate from his earlier Lee Sin kill, and abandoned the large wave of minions under the tower.

“Whoa, you can actually play the game like this?”

UZI’s eyes sparkled, completely forgetting his earlier grumbling about his own mid and jungle not helping bot lane.

Tebe’s gaze fixed on Jiang Ming and NXG’s jungler’s jungle invasion vision, memorizing their positions.

Simultaneously, he rapidly analyzed his own team’s mid and jungler’s actions: “JM’s game rhythm works like this… after pressuring Ruo Feng online, he immediately radiates mid-lane advantage into the jungle, targeting Ming Kai, then once the jungler’s down, he moves to the purple team’s side lanes…”

No flashy tricks—just blunt, straightforward tactics.

When the mid and jungler stand right in front of your duo, doing nothing at all, you won’t even dare glance at your minions.

At that moment, Tebe felt he had touched a door of immense significance.

…

“During team fights, like now with the dragon, when teammates’ damage is sufficient, we who have initiation tools should avoid exposing ourselves to enemy vision.”

“Like now—carry a true sight, let teammates fight the dragon, while we keep our eyes on the enemy carry. If they don’t come, fine; if they do, prepare to spend 300 gold on protection.”

“Look at this: the top laner Jax has come to join the fight; the purple team clearly doesn’t want to lose the dragon’s gold.”

“Card Master?”

“Ignore the Card Master—the purple team’s damage comes from Jax and Ashe.”

On the YY platform, the livestream room titled “JM Tops National Server.”

The real-time viewer count in the top-right corner had surpassed one hundred thousand.

Remember, it was still daytime—not even the prime evening streaming hours—yet countless League of Legends players who entered this stream couldn’t leave.

Like earlier viewers, they became nodding disciples, absorbing every word from this streamer.

Some even pulled out notebooks, updating game strategies and techniques in real time—this was scripture!

Because just a second ago, the moment Jax and Ashe appeared on screen, Jiang Ming planted a true sight beneath his feet, then from the river bushes, his Gragas—having just finished charging W for increased attack—moved.

Again, that incomprehensible move—E-flash!

Pfft!

The white glow of the summoner spell flashed by.

The sound of meaty impact echoed as the barrel’s fat belly slammed into the face of the Piltover Enforcer.

But before Ashe could scream, an unknown substance had already smeared across her face.

“Yay, try this!”

【Infernal Flame】

【Explosive Barrel!】

Boom!

Before the dragon pit, the massive explosion shook every inch of the Rift.

“Damn!”

“What kind of damage is this?”

“I—”

Amid the spilling energy of the barrel, a dead AD champion lay cold.

One-shot!

Under the combination of E + Infernal Flame + ultimate, the frail Ashe perished instantly.

PDD’s Jax was still alive but badly wounded; he was blasted by the barrel’s ultimate into the crocodile’s face—though it didn’t trigger the later knock-up effect, the lethal knockback distance was enough for Gogoing to land his Red Fury W.

BlueJM killed PurpleWeixiao!

KillingSpree!

BlueGogoing killed PurplePDD!

Before the team fight even began, the purple team lost two key members; Ming Kai glanced at the dragon and, with extreme caution, instantly retreated, placing a sight and leaving the river.

Hmm, his speed was even showing signs of breaking further.

【666!】

【Designer, look at him!!】

【Weixiao had such a big Ashe, full health, and just vanished?】

【What speed is this? E in air, press Infernal Flame + Flash—when did Q damage become invisible compared to R?】

【Unstoppable. Purple team has no chance in late game.】

WE base.

Weixiao stared blankly at his black-and-white screen, mind empty.

One-shot?

His full-health Ashe, the purple team’s only advantage, farmed for over ten minutes, and didn’t even get to auto-attack once before dying?

After a long while, Weixiao snapped out of it under Juanmao’s repeated calls.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, just… JM’s combo hit too hard.”

“He… I… the barrel’s damage is too fast.”

Juanmao’s face was grim too—after all, Ashe had been one-shotted right in front of him; as the AD’s support, that moment felt like a slap across his face.

After a long silence, both sighed.

They couldn’t understand why, with just a slight mid-jungle disadvantage, the entire new season’s rhythm had collapsed like this.

If the mid-laner can one-shot an AD in fifteen minutes, what’s even left to play?

After the dragon fight, Jiang Ming’s barrel entered a godlike state, untouchable on land.

With Void Staff, Rabadon’s Deathcap, and Infernal Flame, as soon as cooldowns reset, he one-shot anyone.

Especially since the purple team had no true tank—every champion from top to bottom was squishy.