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

The game continues.

Looking at Camille's fallen body on the screen, Lin Mo let out a long breath, his heart pounding wildly.

To be honest, he wasn't entirely confident about this move.

The "A-Flash" technique sounds simple, but in a life-or-death struggle where both players had only a sliver of health left and their nerves were stretched to the limit, it required a high level of timing and hand speed.

Thankfully, my improved hand speed saved the day, and the moves I had in mind were perfectly replicated; otherwise, I would have truly become a laughingstock.

Just then, I heard my teammates' voices.

"Holy crap!" the factory manager cursed, "Xiao Mo, what kind of godlike move was that?!"

Meiko was incredibly excited: "666! That's invincible! Fiora can auto-flash, I've never seen anything like it before!"

Scout chimed in: "666..."

Zet: "To be honest, I got nervous just looking at Mozi. I thought he was going to die..."

Hearing his teammates' generous praise, Lin Mo couldn't help but smile.

"Keep it low-key, just say you have hands, that's fine. The main thing is that 957 gave me the opportunity to operate..."

Lin Mo was just about to show off a bit, and while controlling the Fiora who had less than 30 HP, he prepared to retreat to the tower and press the B key to recall.

But before they had gone halfway, a fat man emerged from the riverbed.

WE's jungler, Gragas, is here!

Condi was actually some distance away from Fiora, but in order to play it safe and not give Fiora any chance to survive, he didn't hesitate to use Flash!

A flash of golden light!

The barrel flashed directly onto Fiora's face.

Lin Mo tried to struggle with a Q, but Gragas' E followed, instantly killing him...

Lin Mo's smile slowly froze, and the boastful words stuck in his throat.

"Damn, it teleported right away, it's not giving anyone a chance to survive!" Lin Mo complained helplessly, feeling a little regretful.

If he had run away immediately after killing Camille instead of eating those three minions, Gragas definitely wouldn't have been able to kill himself.

Sure enough, despite his lightning-fast hand speed, his current pitiful 54% awareness was still a bit insufficient for this stage where gods were fighting.

Upon seeing Lin Mo being caught and killed, there was a moment of silence in EDG's voice chat, after which Clearlove immediately spoke up to comfort him:

"It's okay, it's okay! Xiao Mo, you really hit the jackpot this time!"

"Yes!" Meiko quickly chimed in, "You got 400 for first blood, while Condy only got a meager 300 for the kill, and 957 didn't even get an assist!"

Hearing his teammates' words, Lin Mo's frustration instantly vanished.

at the same time.

On the other side of the stage, in WE's battle booth.

957 stared at the gray-white screen in front of him, his eyes shining.

Logically speaking, 957, who was manipulated, should be experiencing a surge in blood pressure right now.

But at this moment, 957 felt surprisingly calm, even... faintly excited.

There was no anger.

There was no resentment.

There was no sense of frustration.

Recalling the intense battle just now, 957 had to admit that he had lost fair and square.

From the initial dance trick to the final stunning flash attack with a sliver of health remaining.

Mo handled every detail perfectly.

As a veteran top laner and a Fiora proficient player, 957 didn't know before that Fiora could use A-Flash to land a basic attack the instant she dashes!

"He's kind of handsome!" 957 murmured, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

This is the kind of showdown he wanted!

It's not that disgusting Ice Fist Karma, nor is it the mindless skateboarding shoe that uses its long reach advantage to whittle down opponents.

Only by fighting fair and square can he accept defeat wholeheartedly!

"Legs, I got revenge for you!" Condi's voice came through the earpiece. "That kid was too cocky, trying to run away, but I slapped him to death."

Upon hearing Condi's words, 957 nodded and said, "Well done."

957 glanced at the minion wave status in the top lane. Although the minion wave was pushing towards EDG, he had TP, so he wouldn't lose many minions.

This means that there will not be an insurmountable gap in experience and skill level between the two sides.

"This game is still going! There's still a chance to win!" 957 gripped the mouse tightly, his eyes more focused than ever before. "The outcome is still uncertain!"

……

On the commentary stage, the three commentators were also quite flustered by the dramatic turn of events.

"Condi arrived just in time!" Wawa shouted. "While everyone was still marveling at Mo's incredible comeback, Condi's Gragas arrived in a flash and secured the kill on Fiora! He managed to stabilize the situation for WE in the top lane!"

Miller nodded, offering an objective analysis: "This was a stroke of luck for WE. Although 957 was solo-killed and gave up First Blood, Condi immediately traded kills with Fiora. This means that while Camille lost some minions, her levels and items won't be too far behind, and she'll still be a force to be reckoned with after returning to lane!"

Rita looked regretful: "What a pity. If Mo had retreated immediately after the solo kill, or placed vision in the river beforehand, this would have been a perfect solo kill."

The chat in the official live stream was bursting with laughter:

"Hahaha! That coolness only lasts three seconds!"

"Condi: You show off your skills, I'll just do mine."

"Hun Shen was so focused on making plays that he forgot to bring his brain with him."

"But to be fair, this match was really exciting! Much more thrilling than the previous two one-sided, grueling games!"

"Indeed, although Leg Bro died this time, he seems to have regained his spirit and is not as depressed as he was in the last game."

"..."

After both top laners respawned and purchased their equipment, they teleported to the top lane.

Lin Mo went home and acquired two more longswords with high attack power, while 957 acquired one longsword; the difference wasn't too significant.

After re-entering the game, the tension in the top lane did not lessen due to the previous exchange; instead, it intensified!

Camille in 957 has changed her previous extremely sneaky playstyle. When she has a passive shield, she will actively go forward to exchange blows.

Lin Mo, however, was not intimidated at all. If Camille dared to attack, he would accept the challenge.

Both sides frequently traded blows in the top lane, a fierce and volatile exchange.

Since neither of them had Flash available, and the junglers were busy ganking other lanes, no more kills were recorded for the time being.

However, the calm is only temporary.

When the game time reaches six minutes.

As Lin Mo successfully pushed a wave of cannon minions to WE's top lane tower, a glow of upgrade appeared on Fiora.

Level 6!

Lin Mo was the first to reach level six!

He quickly calculated the experience points in his mind. He had the experience from the first blood kill, plus the minions that Camille had missed due to his previous lane pressure.

At this point, Camille is probably only level 5.5. To reach level 6, she must completely clear the wave of minions under the tower!

I glanced again at Camille on the other side, who had less than half her health left.

Meanwhile, on the minimap, WE's jungler Gragas had just shown up in the bottom lane, forcing Zet to use a Heal in conjunction with Ashe and Thresh.

"Jungler here, Camille isn't level six yet, half health..."

Lin Mo's eyes sharpened instantly.

They had all the advantages: perfect timing, favorable location, and harmonious relationships!

I'm taking the gamble!

With that in mind, Lin Mo controlled Fiora and walked into the attack range of WE's defensive tower without hesitation.

Next, only one person can survive in the top lane to farm minions!

This wave will either kill 957 or let Lin Mo live!