Chapter 176.2: A person who is immersed in the past cant win the future. (1/2)

Based on their understanding of Lu Feng, he would definitely rush up with a set of skills to trade his life for at least one of their opponents.

Just now, Close had indeed fought fiercely, but it was an act.

When the gun landed on the ground, if he’d moved to the elemental shaman and smashed down a set of skills, he might have been able to take Yan Jiang down before he died, since the elemental shaman’s health wasn’t in a good state after throwing out so many totems.

Reasonably speaking, it was a major loss to trade a top-laner’s life for a support’s, but in this situation where Close’s death was inevitable, taking down anyone else’s life was still better than nothing. Not to mention that the man in front of him was Y1’s core.

If he could drag him down to die with him, he could at least hurt Y1’s momentum a little.

That was what Chen Feng and Tang Chen thought, and the four little ones from FTW thought so as well. Even Y1 thought this way.

Unexpectedly, Close stopped after playing out a set of skills. He originally should’ve continued poking at Yan Jiang with his spear gun, but instead, it shot out at an angle that went beyond their expectations.

Yan Jiang was stunned for a brief moment.

Y1’s jungler made a small sound.

They watched as the space warrior shifted, then landed after with his spear gun, his figure having shifted to a position behind the three players.

Y1’s top-laner reacted quickly enough and turned his warrior’s horse around, wanting to charge over and prevent Close from leaving.

There was a patch of bushes up ahead. Close picked up his spear gun and used another shot to move into the bushes, leaving their field of vision.

The death knight still wanted to pursue.

Yan Jiang: “Forget it.”

Death knight: “?”

Yan Jiang: “Take down the tower.”

Instead of wasting time on chasing Close, it was better to take down FTW’s first top lane tower.

On FTW’s side, Wei Xiao stood at the resurrection fountain and cheered for Close, “Captain is so handsome!”

Brother Cai: “……”

Wei Xiao: “I’m so angry, Captain Yan is breaking us up, we, this pair of mandarin ducks!”

Brother Cai’s premonition had been correct. Choosing silence in advance was the right choice!

Y1’s rhythm was very good, but FTW’s wasn’t bad either.

If this section was released out for various famous commentators to see, then they would definitely have a lot of material to boast with.

Each aspect of the fight was very detailed, and every detail was pushed to the extremes. It was extremely exciting.

But in the end, Y1 was dominant.

Yan Jiang’s real-time judgement ability was very strong, and giving up on chasing Close was the correct choice,

The death knight may not be able to catch up with the space warrior, but the three of them could definitely take down the first tower in the top lane.

One option had an unknown result, but the other was 100% certain.

If they really went after Close, they’d have fallen for his trap instead.

After one encounter that spanned from the lower jungle zone to the upper jungle zone, both sides suffered zero deaths, and the only loss was FTW’s top lane tower.

This was already the best result.

Even if it left FTW with an open wound.

After escaping with his life, Wei Xiao began to focus on developing.

He soon realized how those people who’d been controlled into seclusion by Yan Jiang felt during the opening game.

He couldn’t guess Yan Jiang’s position, couldn’t target his vision, and he was even less able to kill the teammates Yan Jiang was guarding.

When Wei Xiao went to support Ning Zhehan, Y1’s mid-laner wasn’t anxious or hurried and casually tossed out a skill, but it perfectly coincided with Yan Jiang’s control and beat Ning Zhehan up until ended up crying out, “What’s with this? It’s unrealistic!”

Wei Xiao also felt that it was unrealistic, but the reality was right in front of him.

Wei Xiao went to the bottom lane to cooperate with Old Yue and Brother Cai, but the problem was even more serious in this round. Y1’s bottom lane and support pushed the three players from FTW back until they had to hide under their own tower.

Bai Cai: “……”

Wei Xiao let out a long sigh. “It’s my fault, I was unable to brush out the light arcs.” Yan Jiang had interrupted his combo.

Bai Cai’s heart felt very uncomfortable.

Only by coming up against others from the same profession could one deeply realize the gap between others and themselves.

Even FTW’s impregnable top lane was now struggling.

Losing the first tower at the start of the game had given Close a lot of pressure.

Y1’s death knight was at the world champion level and wasn’t a three legged cat. Although he couldn’t pressure Close, he was still able to hold him down.

Holding down the great demon king was enough to create advantages for his teammates.

Wei Xiao tried to support Lu Feng many times, but as long as he showed any hint of it, Yan Jiang would instantly lead his teammates to attack the mid and bottom lanes.

Ning Zhehan and Yan Jiang weren’t weak. In fact, they were able to fight back and forth against their lane opponents, but they were unable to stop Yan Jiang.

The elemental shaman came and went like a shadow, and as long as they caught a glimpse of a totem’s shadow, they were done for.

Precise control where no skill missed.

Yue Wenle’s bad habits were about to show up again towards the end. “I’m going to kill him!”

When the ADC was only focused on killing the other side’s support, it was over even in a casual game.

30 minutes later, the severely fragmented FTW lost the game.

There was silence in the training room. Even Wei Xiao didn’t speak.

They’d lost.

As expected.

But their brains were still buzzing.

Was this the world champion?!

Was this the number one team in the world?

Was this the man who’d managed an incredible feat as a support and entered the Temple of Glory?