A bully in the e-sports world, from a nobody to a succubus champion!

As the crystal on the screen suddenly shattered, a huge "Victory" logo appeared in the center of the computer.

The game time is frozen at 20 minutes and 47 seconds!

Less than twenty-one minutes!

On the highest-level stage of the LPL Spring Split Finals, EDG crushed the once-dominant WE with an almost overwhelming performance!

In the commentary booth, the three commentators were also busy.

"Let's congratulate EDG!!!" Wawa said in a slightly hoarse voice, "After tormenting EDG in the second game, Mo, this LPL rookie, brought out his signature top lane Kalista in the third game! He dominated the lane and secured a pentakill! In less than 21 minutes, he easily destroyed WE's Nexus and took the lead in the Spring Split Finals!"

"Incredible!" Miller took a deep breath. "After this match, I think everyone has to re-evaluate Mo! Before the match, who could have imagined that a player known for 'playing passively' could actually dominate 957 with an AD top lane, making him afraid to even leave his turret? Although Clearlove helped in the early game, Mo's 19 kills and 0 deaths is absolutely a record-breaking individual performance worthy of being etched in LPL history!"

Rita, sitting in the middle, glanced at the boy on the big screen who had taken off his headphones, and a slight smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

She added, "Yes, EDG not only fooled everyone with their incredible bluffing during the draft phase, but Mo also excelled in the laning phase, damage calculation, and psychological warfare." Rita's voice was clear and melodious, tinged with pride. "He proved to everyone that he's not just a passive player; when he draws his blade, the entire LPL trembles!"

While the three commentators were giving their passionate commentary, the LPL live stream was also flooded with countless comments on the screen:

"EDG is awesome!"

"Everyone stand up!! Apologize to God Mo!!!"

"Who the hell said he was a slacker? His skateboarding footwork is absolutely phenomenal!"

"Uzi cried after seeing this, TheShy was speechless, and this top lane Kalista really made me wet!"

"957 is really miserable. In the last game, he was tortured by the Immortal Old Woman. In this game, he was stabbed into a hedgehog by the Long-Armed Monster. His Dao Heart is completely shattered."

"Is this what they call 'I'm here to get beaten up'? This is practically beating someone to death by holding their head down!"

"Investigate his family history for three generations! I don't believe this is the kind of play a player who just came up from youth training and is a substitute could pull off. He's definitely been possessed!"

"..."

The EDG fans at the scene erupted in a tsunami of cheers, with the chants of "EDG! EDG!" echoing endlessly.

……

On stage, the EDG team's battle booth.

"Holy crap! That's awesome!!"

The factory manager ripped off his noise-canceling headphones and jumped up from his gaming chair in excitement.

He strode over to Lin Mo, grabbed him, and shook him vigorously: "You're amazing! A pentakill! A pentakill in the finals! Your smooth moves got me all wet!"

"Brother Mo! Oh no, God Mo!" Meiko chimed in, her face beaming. "Wasn't that security door lift cool? I knew I could protect you! That damage output was terrifying! Those five guys were like paper in front of you!"

Scout gave Lin Mo a thumbs up: "Invincible!"

Even Zet, the main ADC who had been getting beaten up in the bottom lane, joked, "Brother Mo, you have to teach me how to play AD from now on. I feel like I'll have to learn your Kalista kiting skills for the rest of my life."

The group chatted amongst themselves, and their way of addressing Lin Mo changed in unison.

However, Lin Mo didn't notice that he was a little flustered being surrounded and frantically praised by four big men.

The main problem is that I have a succubus aura, and if someone among them harbors ill intentions towards me, that would be terrible.

"Ahem... Keep it low-key, keep it low-key!" Lin Mo laughed as he freed his arm from the factory manager's grasp. "Basic stuff, don't be so smug. It's mainly because Clearlove's level 6 gank on top was so brilliant, and Meiko's Braum blocked it perfectly. Without you two amazing bodyguards, I would have been beaten to death by the enemy team!"

"Hahaha……"

"Ha ha……"

Lin Mo's flattery made the already cheerful atmosphere even more pleasant.

"Let's go, let's go back to the lounge!"

The group chatted and laughed as they strode confidently down the passageway toward the backstage.

Just as I reached the door of the lounge, it was suddenly pushed open from the inside with a "bang".

Abu stood at the door, his face glowing, his eyes shining, looking at Lin Mo as if he were looking at a priceless treasure.

"Mo ah!!!"

Abu didn't even pay attention to the factory manager who was walking at the front. He went straight through the crowd and grabbed Lin Mo's hand.

"Good lad! You've been hiding your true strength!" Abu's voice was filled with excitement. "Top lane Kalista! A brutal beating of 957! A pentakill in twenty minutes of the finals and the team's collapse! Do you know you've made LPL history!"

"Anyone with hands can do it," Lin Mo said with a modest smile.

Abu was stunned for a moment.

You call this something that anyone with hands can do?

The opposing team is WE!

Despite his inner grumbling, he remained outwardly composed and said, "Let's go, let's go inside first."

After saying that, he pulled Lin Mo into the lounge.

In the lounge, Ah Guang sat on the sofa, looking at Lin Mo who was surrounded by everyone like a star, and felt a mix of emotions.

For some reason, he felt like he was getting closer and closer to the water dispenser.

……

In stark contrast to the cheerful atmosphere in EDG's lounge was WE's lounge at the end of the corridor.

The five contestants had returned to the lounge and found seats, but none of them spoke.

Condi irritably gulped down most of a bottle of mineral water.

Xi Ye crossed her arms, seemingly still reeling from the earlier ordeal.

The worst off was 957, who sat in the corner chair, staring blankly at the floor, his face pale.

He felt that his career had been torn to shreds in those short twenty minutes.

"Cough cough."

Head coach Hongmi, seeing his players' dejected expressions, coughed and said, "Boys, the match isn't over yet! This is only the third game of a best-of-five series; the sky hasn't fallen!"

Several team members slowly raised their heads, but their eyes still showed confusion.

Redmi walked up to 957, staring into his eyes: "957, do you think we were simply not good enough in this game, or were we outmaneuvered by the opposing team?"

957's lips moved slightly: "I...I don't know. He went past the minion wave to fight me at level one...and came to gank top with his level two Gragas. Maybe he knew I would chase him..."

"That's right!" Redmi chimed in, "That's the problem! We've all been fooled by this Mo!"

"We watched their previous matches against RNG and were prejudiced, thinking he was a player who only knew how to pick tanky champions to withstand pressure, a rookie who was afraid to make plays! That's the root of why you were tricked."

"His previous 'playing it safe' was all an act! He's not some blue-collar top laner at all, but a mechanical monster with terrifying micro-management skills and hand speed comparable to top-tier AD carries! Not only that, he's extremely meticulous and a master of psychological warfare!"

"He is EDG's true trump card."