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Chapter 372

    <h4>Chapter 372: Chapter 371-a Death Song with mes?</h4>


    There were six people in team IF’s training room. In addition to the five members who were training, there was also a leader.


    At the moment, the clubs in the country were still not very formal. There was no specialized tactical coach. The lineup selection was decided by the yers freely. The tactics used were alsopletely up to the yers.


    In addition to being responsible for the daily living, itinerary, and supervision of the team, the team leader also shared some of the responsibilities of the coach, such as collecting information on other teams for the team members or arranging training games.


    However, the opinions of most of the club leaders weren’t taken seriously. After all, these leaders ‘ranks were very low. In front of these professional yers who were at the level of Kings, their suggestions would seem like they were showing off their skills in front of an expert.


    Everyone was stunned when they saw Chen Zhao enter.


    The team leader recognized Sun Xiao, who was following Chen Mo, and asked,””Director sun, this is ...”


    Before sun Xiao could reply, one of the IF members beat him to it and shouted,””Chen Mo? You’re Chen Zhao!”


    After the shout, the others also recognized him. It was Chen Mo, the designer of League of Legends!


    In fact, most of them had seen Chen Zhao’s picture, but there were some differences between the picture and the real person. IF club was far away in Shanghai, and they had never been to the Imperial City before. They had never seen Chen Zhao before, so IF’s leader didn’t recognize him at first.


    Recognizing Chen Zhao, the IF leader was a little embarrassed. He quickly went up.”So it’s President Chen. Why is President Chen in the mood toe today?”


    “I’m here today to see the finals,” Chen Mo said indifferently.”I just happened to be passing by.”


    He looked at the members of IF team.


    He had already read the information of these team members, so he knew them all. The two people who had been shouting in the training room earlier were Hu Jing, mid, and Luo Yongchang, bottomne.


    ......


    Hu Jing was only 17 years old this year and was known as the most promising mid yer in the country. His reaction speed, control, and understanding of the game were all good. He was also the well-deserved core of team IF.


    “You think the European, American, and Korean yers are all noobs?” Chen Mo asked.


    Hu Jing looked Chen Zhao up and down, his eyes full of interest. “What’s wrong?”he nodded.


    “It’s good to be confident, but in this game, prideful professional yers who underestimate their opponents will never be the final winner.” Chen Zhao said.


    Hu Jing looked at Chen Zhao.


    Obviously, this sentence had a heavy educational meaning. These professional yers of IF team were a little ufortable, like being caught whispering in a self-study ss.


    Of course, they weren’t stupid enough to go against Chen Mo. After all, they were professional yers in League of Legends. Strictly speaking, being a professional yer was all given to them by Chen Mo. If they really pissed Chen Mo off, they could find a reason to be permanently banned from ying.


    If even the club boss didn’t dare to mess with him, they, the group of inte-addicted teenagers, certainly didn’t dare to mess with him.


    However, Hu Jing’s eyes clearly showed that he was very unconvinced.


    “You don’t like it?” Chen Zhao looked at him.”Not convinced?”


    Hu Jing smiled.”Mr. Chen, I heard that you yed League of Legends well. I watched your live stream during the new year and learned a lot.” It’s a rare opportunity today, can you give me a few pointers?”


    As soon as Hu Jing said this, the hearts of team IF’s leader and the other members skipped a beat.


    This little troublemaker was courting death!


    It was fine if it was the other team members, but Hu Jing was different. Hu Jing’s family was very rich and he could be considered a rich second generation. He had never suffered since he was a child and had an unruly character. To him, ying professionally was no different from ying. Even if he couldn’t y professionally, it was no big deal.


    At most, he could just go home and inherit the family fortune.


    This was a very obvious difference from the other yers who relied on ying professionally for a living.


    IF team’s leader was also a little flustered.”President Chen, Hu Jing was just joking. Please don’t take it to heart.”


    As the leader spoke, he gave Hu Jing a meaningful look.


    Chen Mo looked at Hu Jing and nodded,”sure.” You seem to like ying SOLO a lot, so let’s have a SOLO or two. ”


    “Chief Chen, this ...”


    IF team’s leader was helpless. What was going on?


    But since Chen Mo said he wanted to y, he could only let Hu Jing apany him.


    Luo Yongchang offered his seat to Chen Mo, allowing him to use hisputer and ount.


    IF’s leader kept winking at Hu Jing, telling him to lose to Chen Mo so that he wouldn’t offend this guy. In the end, Hu Jing acted as if he didn’t see anything and just focused on randomly picking out talents.


    The leader was so angry.


    Hu Jing pulled Chen Mo into a custom match and chose Summoner’s Rift as the map.


    Since Chen Mo had never organized an official SOLO tournament in this world, most Chinese yers chose Summoner’s Rift as the map for their SOLO matches. Most of them chose mid or top.


    The rules weren’t set either. They were usually discussed before a SOLO battle, but the moremon rule was that no jungles ornes could be cleared. They could go home at will, three kills and two turrets.


    In other words, whoever got three heads or two towers first would win.


    “What are the rules?” asked Hu Jing. Three blood and two towers?”


    Chen Mo shook his head.”ording to the professional tournament’s midning, whoever dies first or falls off the tower first loses.”


    Hu Jing thought for a moment and said,”does that mean that all Summoner skills have sh?”


    “Whatever Summoner skills you’ve brought in thepetition,” Chen Mo said.”Bring the same Summoner skills this time.”


    “Alright.” Hu Jing nodded.


    If it was a proper SOLO match, the best Summoner skill would definitely be exhaust, barrier, exhaust, or ignite. However, in a match, sh was usually used.


    Chen Mo’s meaning was clear, they would go ording to the game’sning.


    “What about the champion?” Hu Jing asked again.


    “Whatever,” Chen Zhao said.”Choose your strongest.”


    Very quickly, both sides had chosen their heroes and entered the game.


    Hu Jing chose Orianna, while Chen Mo chose Death Song. The summoner’s skills were sh and ignite.


    Hu Jing was stunned when he saw Death Song.


    Orianna and death Song were currently two of the most popr mid Champions, and they were often encountered in ranked matches. Inparison, Death song’s ulti was an all-screen ulti that could support teammates, but its ability inning was slightly weaker than Orianna ‘s. In the early game, they still had to keep farming, and only in the middle andte game could theye out and save the world.


    Of course, it was rare for Orianna and deathsong to have a one-on-one kill in a high-end game. This was because those who yed deathsong were usually very sneaky and would not allow Orianna to use her ultimate to easily pull them in and kill them.


    All in all, in high-end games, Death Song was at a slight disadvantage against Orianna.


    Moreover, Death song’s Summoner skills were usually debuff or teleport. Death Song with ignite was very rare.


    Hu Jing was a little puzzled. Did Chen Mo choose Death Song because he wanted to make a name for himself? Could it be that this SOLO match was going to take a long time?


    However, what did this ‘ignite’ mean?
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