LOL: What does it mean to torture players?

Zeus's face turned deathly pale instantly, and fine beads of cold sweat uncontrollably seeped from his forehead.

Under that terrifying sense of oppression, he felt as if he were standing naked in the freezing snow.

"Go back and practice Sion more." Su Mo casually withdrew his gaze and looked at Yu Shuang again. "After all, living one more second is the only extremely pathetic contribution you can make to the team in this World Championship."

Murder and kill!
Utter contempt!
Zeus took a half step back, his lips trembling violently, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

At that moment, Faker walked over, casually patted Zeus on the shoulder, and pulled him behind him.

"Mo, see you at Worlds." Faker said in fluent English, his tone heavy with seriousness. "This year, T1 won't let you get through so easily."

Su Mo's lips curled into a very faint, extremely cold smile.

"Is that so? I hope your base crystal will be as sturdy as you say."

The T1 team members sat down awkwardly at the other end of the cafe, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and even the famous coffee shop seemed tasteless.

"Let's go, it's getting windy." Su Mo stood up, took off his trench coat very naturally, and draped it over Yu Shuang's slightly thin shoulders.

Under the extremely wary gazes of everyone in T1, Su Mo, with Yu Shuang in his arms, calmly walked out of the café and disappeared into the extremely romantic Parisian night.

At 9 PM, in the training room of the hotel where EDG was staying.

When Su Mo and Yu Shuang pushed open the door and walked in, the atmosphere in the training room was extremely oppressive.

"Damn it! What kind of disgusting stuff are these Europeans playing?!" Chen slammed the mouse down in extreme frustration and ripped off his headphones.

On the screen is a high-elo ranked game from the European server that just ended. Achen's Lee Sin performance was extremely poor, while the opposing top and jungle were an incredibly hopeless Ornn and Sejuani combination.

"What's wrong?" Yu asked with concern.

Mingkai walked over, rubbing his temples, his face extremely grim: "We haven't fully adjusted to the time difference yet, plus the version changes are too drastic. Right now, the high ranks on the EU and Korean servers are all dominated by those extremely clunky but outrageously tanky double-tank compositions. Ah Chen and his team just got matched against a team of top European pro players and were disgusted by the enemy top laner's cheesy playstyle."

Abu sighed and said, "The official move is too ruthless. After the nerf to warrior items, now if you pick Maokai or Sion in the top lane, build a Sunfire Cape, and just AFK under the tower, the jungler can't kill you at all. In team fights around the 20-minute mark, they just push forward, and the backline can't deal any damage!"

"Oh?"

Su Mo responded with an extremely calm tone. He walked to Ah Chen's computer, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Get up."

Ah Chen immediately and very obediently moved aside.

Su Mo sat casually in the gaming chair, without even taking off his coat, and logged directly into the super account assigned to him by the official team—the mysterious account that currently only had a string of blank garbled characters on the European server leaderboard.

"Who's on the other side?" Su Mo asked casually.

"It seems to be G2's top laner, BrokenBlade (BB). He's been climbing like crazy on the EU server lately, playing Sion and Maokai every game, it's so annoying," Xiao Yue said, extremely frustrated.

Su Mo showed no expression and directly clicked on the solo queue to find a match.

Less than a minute later, a "ding" sounded, and the match was successful.

And coincidentally, according to the OB system plugin, the opposing top laner was still the same G2 top laner who had just annoyed Achen, BrokenBlade!

"It's his turn again! Brother Mo, he's definitely going to pick a fat guy to take the pressure!" Ah Chen shouted excitedly.

Enter the BP interface.

Su Mo, who was on the fifth floor of the red team, watched as the opposite side arrogantly locked down [Undead War God - Sion] on the first floor.

At this moment, esports forums and major live streaming platforms across Europe were frantically broadcasting this ranked match. The terrifying win rate of that garbled account had already attracted nationwide attention; everyone knew it belonged to the unparalleled seven-time champion from the East.

[Oh my god! Mo got a baby in line!]

[BB's Sion is the best in Europe! In this version, if Mo dares to pick Fiora or Riven, he'll be worn down to despair by Sion's armor!]

[Watch how this LPL legend cries in this tank-dominated meta!]

In EDG's training room, the coaching staff watched Su Mo with extreme tension.

"Mozi, what are you planning to use? Kalista?" Mingkai asked, knowing that Su Mo had been practicing Kalista top lane recently.

Su Mo picked up his iconic black thermos and took a sip of water.

"Skate shoes are still too slow to beat a tough, dead guy like this."

Su Mo put down the thermos and casually tapped a few keys on the keyboard with his slender fingers.

A portrait of someone holding two enormous, exaggeratedly large spinning axes and wearing an extremely maniacal smile suddenly lit up on the fifth floor of the red building!

Welcome to the Draven League!

【The Glorious Executioner - Draven】!!!
locking!!!

"boom--!!!"

The entire EDG training room fell into an extremely silent silence.

Then, Ah Chen screamed in an extremely exaggerated way: "Holy crap!!! Top lane... Draven?!"

Mingkai's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "Mozi! Are you crazy?! This hero has no mobility, and the top lane is so long, the enemy jungler can gank him and he'll die instantly!"

But in the distant European live broadcast room, all the foreign viewers and commentators were completely bewildered.

【Draven Top?!】

What the hell is this thing?

Did this Chinese person choose the wrong hero?!

In G2's training room, BrokenBlade stared at the opposing Draven, paused for a moment, then burst into a disdainful laugh: "This arrogant guy's gone mad! Does he think this is Silver? Watch how I torture him to death under the tower with the minion wave!"

Game loading.

Su Mo's Draven starts with an extremely brutal build—a Doran's Blade plus a health potion!
Summoner Spells: Flash and Cleanse!
"Draven with Purify on his way..." Abu swallowed hard, feeling his heart pounding.

At 1 minute and 30 seconds, the lanes meet.

BB's Sion stood extremely cautiously behind his own minion wave, preparing to safely last-hit minions with his Q skill.

But Su Mo's Draven didn't stay behind the minion wave for even a second!
Draven activated his Q skill, Spinning Axe, and arrogantly crossed the minion wave, walking right up to Sion's face!

"Snapped!"

An extremely heavy throwing axe, accompanied by a teeth-grinding whistling sound, slammed into Sion's face! His health dropped by a large bar instantly!

The flying axe bounced up and landed with extreme precision right in Draven's forward-moving position!

Catch the axe and smash again!
"Snap!" With just two basic attacks, Sion, equipped with Grasp of the Undying, lost a quarter of his health!

"Fuck! How can the damage be so high!" BB was startled and quickly used his Q skill to charge up and try to force Draven back.

But under Su Mo's terrifying dynamic vision and mouse control, Draven was like a ghost dancing on the edge of a knife, dodging Sion's Q with an extremely smooth twist, catching the second flying axe at the same time, and smashing it down again!
In the first two levels, Su Mo displayed an extremely superhuman double-axe attack-taking technique!

He didn't miss a single last hit, but Sion's health had been reduced to an extremely dangerous level that could kill him!
3 minutes and 00 seconds!
At this moment, the enemy jungler, Elise, had already made a very keen move to the top lane!

"BB, I'm coming! Tower dive and kill him!" Jankos, the European jungler, shouted in voice chat.

"He's going to die!" BB's Sion activated his W shield, preparing to dive the tower.

But just as the spider peeked out from the triangular grass...

Instead of panic, Su Mo's eyes flashed with an extremely cold-blooded killing intent!
"The hunt begins."

Su Mo did not take a single step back!
Draven, at level three, wielding two axes, arrogantly charged directly at Sion under the tower!
W skill [Blood Dash] activated! Movement speed greatly increased!
"He's going to tower dive?! Tower dive right in front of the jungler?!" Ah Chen watched from behind, his scalp tingling.

Sion was shocked and immediately used his E skill to slow down Sion!
But in that fraction of a second, Su Mo decisively pressed [Purify]! Instantly removing the slow effect!
"Shh!"

Draven charges into the turret!

A flying axe comes crashing down! Dodge and catch it!

The spider's cocoon flew in from the side with extreme malice!
Su Mo didn't even glance at it. With an extremely delicate S-shaped movement, the cocoon brushed past Draven's cloak and disappeared!
“Fuck! How is it possible to dodge this?” Jankos screamed in despair.

Sion's E skill, "Pulverizing Axe," was thrown with incredible precision! It not only interrupted Sion's attempt to counterattack with his Q skill, but also pushed him towards the edge of the turret!
The final spinning axe shot was accompanied by a searing, ignited flame!
"boom!"

Sion's massive and cumbersome body collapsed with a crash beneath his own defensive turret!

"First Blood!"

After killing his opponent, Draven's health was reduced to a sliver by the turret. The Spider pounced frantically, trying to finish him off.

But Su Mo calmly pressed the Flash button!
"Golden light flashed!"

He perfectly timed the final attack from the turret while simultaneously creating distance between himself and the spider. He caught the last flying axe, refreshed his W speed boost, and gracefully rode away!

In front of the enemy jungler, he tower dived and killed the tankiest hero in the current meta, then escaped with a sliver of health!

After a full five seconds of silence, the chat in the entire European live stream went completely wild, like a nuclear explosion!

Oh my God!!!

[What kind of ingenious micro-management is this?! The way his axe landed was like it had an autopilot!!]

[Riot designers! You call this a tank patch?! Sion gets solo-killed by Draven under his tower at level three?!]

In EDG's training room, gasps of astonishment echoed throughout the room.

Mingkai shook his head with a wry smile: "The official intention was to weaken warriors so that they couldn't mindlessly split push on the sidelines. The result... was the emergence of a living Yama who starts skinning and tearing flesh from level one."

The next fifteen minutes.

For G2's top laner BB, it was an extremely long and brutal ordeal.

Su Mo's Draven built an extremely powerful Vampire Scepter and Pickaxe. If Sion dared to appear in his line of sight, two axe blows would instantly take away half his health.

By the fourteen-minute mark, Sion had only managed a paltry 18 CS. Meanwhile, Draven had already destroyed the first and second turrets in the top lane and pushed all the way to the high ground!

"Crack! Crack!"

With a crisp axe sound, Sion was brutally killed by Draven's three axe blows beneath his own high ground tower.

"boom!"

Su Mo calmly pressed the recall button, without even glancing at the completely exploding public chat on the other side.

At 15 minutes and 20 seconds, the opposing team humiliatingly surrendered.

Su Mo took off his headphones and casually turned off the interface.

He turned his head and looked at Ah Chen and Xiao Yue, who were already stunned.

"Did you see that?" Su Mo's voice was extremely gentle, yet it carried an extremely domineering and controlling force.

"Versions are just a fig leaf for the weak to find excuses. As long as your positioning is correct, your damage calculation is extremely precise."

Su Mo stood up and walked naturally to Yu Shuang's side, taking her hand in his.

"Even if you pick an ADC with no mobility to go top lane, those clumsy turtle shells are still a bunch of ridiculous scrap metal."

Ah Chen swallowed hard and nodded with utmost admiration: "Brother Mo, I get it! Who cares what version it is, just do it!"

Su Mo ignored his enthusiastic teammates and led Yu Shuang out of the training room.

In the Paris hotel room late at night, extremely warm light shone on the thick carpet.

After taking a shower, Su Mo sat on a single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing an extremely large white bathrobe.

Yu Shuang carried a basin of perfectly warm water, with a few drops of extremely precious soothing essential oil added, and gently placed it at Su Mo's feet. Then, she naturally knelt on the soft carpet and gently immersed Su Mo's hands, which seemed capable of creating miracles on the field, into the warm water.

"You used Draven today, and your hand speed was so fast, it must be sore, right?" Yu Shuang's eyes were full of deep heartache as her slender fingers gently massaged Su Mo's wrist, the base of his thumb, and his knuckles with great professionalism.

The warm water soak and the girl's extremely gentle massage finally allowed Su Mo's tense nerves to completely relax after a long day.

He leaned back on the sofa with extreme laziness, his deep eyes fixed intently on Yu Shuang's face, which was so close to his and looked incredibly beautiful due to the moisture in the dim light.

"It's not sour." Su Mo's voice was extremely deep and hoarse, with a rare hint of tenderness. "With you here, I'm never tired."

He withdrew his right hand extremely slowly, wiped it with a dry towel, and then lifted Yu Shuang's chin in an extremely domineering manner.

Su Mo's gaze was extremely deep as he looked into Yu Shuang's eyes, as if trying to see through her soul.

"Wait until the World Championship is over."

Su Mo gently stroked Yu Shuang's soft lips with his thumb, his tone conveying an undeniable promise.

"Right at the Accor Arena in Paris."

"I will use the Summoner's Cup from the World Championship to shower you with one last, magnificent golden rain."

Yu Shuang's breath caught in her throat, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears. On this extremely quiet night in a foreign land, this man, who was usually so cold and only knew how to dominate in the canyon, gave the most romantic and most profound promise in the world in his own unique way.

"Mmm..." Yu Shuang nodded obediently, tears of happiness streaming down her face, and she eagerly pressed her soft red lips to those lips belonging to a god. (End of Chapter)