LPL History

Chapter 19 The Crouching Dragon Dances with Chains, Trapping the Phoenix Chick; The Young Qilin Breaks Its Halberd and Weeps at Qishan.

There are many lovely vegetables and beans in the garden plots.

WE IF has a particular fondness for cilantro.

As the wind blows, people love meat floss.

I particularly love cilantro because it grows in the mud yet remains pure, endures the cold and heat without withering, has tender stems and delicate leaves, and a fragrance that soars to the heavens. It invigorates the spleen and stimulates the appetite, and its rich aroma can be used in cooking but should not be enjoyed alone.

—From *Records of the Grand Historian: The First Chapter of the IF Chapter*

If WE's ADC wasn't Smile, but Uzi.

So now the IF clause should have blossomed.

Smile had noticed long ago that since the start of today's training match, IF had been lost in thought, not saying a word.

Once the match started, things got even more ridiculous. Not only did he keep making positioning mistakes and getting hit by the enemy Ezreal and Sona's skills, but he also kept using his wind ability to damage his own minion wave.

Hearing the smiling, dissatisfied complaint, IF instinctively replied:
"My mine."

But clearly, the soul is still not here.

I'm suffering inside.

He's now completely preoccupied with the photo AA posted on her social media last night about not eating cilantro.

In an era before high-quality photos became popular, that simple everyday photo revealed an intellectual beauty in someone who doesn't eat cilantro.

In the comments section of the photo, it was clear that Bu Chi Cilantro and his brother Abu were chatting happily, while his own comments seemed to disappear without a trace.

There has been no response to the messages IF sent to those who don't eat cilantro.

Women are strange creatures.

Just yesterday, he claimed to be my fan, and was exceptionally enthusiastic towards me, asking about my well-being.

How could it have become so cold after just one day?
The image of not eating cilantro and Abu's cheerful laughter lingered in IF's mind, making it impossible for him to concentrate on the game.

"Let's go! Udyr is here!!"

The smiling shout brought IF back to reality once again.

IG's jungler Udyr surprisingly opted for a daring tactic, ganking bot lane at level two!
There's no reason why a jungler without Flash should be able to kill a Janna who has Flash.

But IF was completely lost in thought until Udyr walked right up to his face before he realized what was happening!
By the time IF used Flash again, it was too late!

Kid followed up with a Flash and secured the kill on Janna with a basic attack.

A notification for First Blood was also broadcast at the top of the game screen.

【First Blood! 】

[LeBlanc (WE_Misaya) has killed Void Walker (IG_Zz1tai)!]

The Explorer (IG_KID) has defeated Storm's Fury (WE_IF)!

Everyone was stunned.

In the IG training room, Kid erupted in fury!

"Holy crap! My first blood!!"

Xiaoxiao immediately switched the screen to the middle lane.

Kassadin's body was already lying at the foot of the tower.

"What's going on, Zz1tai?! He got tower-dived and solo-killed?!"

PDD's voice followed.

"Wow! Bro, this is absolutely outrageous!!"

The man sitting in the middle had a flushed face, and his hands had long since left the keyboard.

His left hand was placed below, pounding and turning it back and forth like he was pounding rice cakes, and he almost couldn't hold it in.

He gripped his fat thigh with his right hand, trying to calm himself down with the pain.

"Damn it! Kassadin can get tower-dived and solo-killed by LeBlanc? And a level 1 LeBlanc with only half health after learning W! Liu Zhihao, are you fucking throwing the game?!"

The cheerful atmosphere in the training room had long since vanished.

Kid's furious voice echoed in the audio.

His posture was hesitant and his voice was as soft as a Teemo.

"My my..."

He didn't know how to explain it to his teammates.

Today, his big nose looks like it's possessed by a god.

It brought him an unprecedented and terrifying suppressive force.

Most importantly, the tower's sudden stop caused him to lose his temper at that moment.

The heroine kept poking herself under the turret, but the turret would only make a sound and never actually fire.

This torment made Zita increasingly frustrated.

So much so that they didn't notice that the LeBlanc had leveled up to level three, and were suddenly killed by the opponent under the tower with a combo.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

But he quickly became famous again. Because no matter how much he reviewed the events in his mind, he couldn't understand why the demoness had put so much pressure on him.

This reflects the early professional players' weak understanding of minion waves.

In fact, the reason why Zhou Li's LeBlanc was able to put so much pressure on Zi Tai was not only because of his perfect level of LeBlanc proficiency, but also because of his control over the minion wave.

Controlling the minion wave is equivalent to controlling the initiative in the mid lane.

"Hey bro, don't mess with me, I'm going to smash Strawberry Head to pieces on the road."

He remained silent, controlling Kassadin as he headed towards the mid lane.

He opened the panel and found that the enemy LeBlanc had more CS than both AD carries.

While killing himself, the opponent didn't miss a single blow.

"Is this the Wind Team...?"

A strong sense of humiliation washed over me.

"It's so scary."

Kid pushed the minion wave under WE's tower and then recalled.

"Don't feed in the mid lane, I'll carry this game, okay?"
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WE Training Room.

Everyone was stunned when they saw the news of the solo kill in the mid lane.

"Nice!"

Only a smile rang out aloud.

While farming jungle monsters, Dao Ge sarcastically remarked:

"This is what you call a prodigy mid-laner? Is that Zz1tai on the other side? Or did they just find a substitute to fill in?"

Hearing what Brother Dao said, Zhou Li shook his head and said:

"I don't know, maybe Zita broke his hand while taking a shower."

Zhou Li's words left Dao Ge, who knew the truth, speechless, and he could only silently attack the blue buff.

"Little Knife, give me the first blue buff, I'll carry."

Hearing the voice in his ear, Brother Dao was stunned for a moment.

He then immediately started swearing.

"Are you stupid? I'd give you the first blue buff, how am I supposed to play?"

"When you play against Ruofeng, don't you often give him the first blue buff?"

Brother Dao's mouth twisted with anger.

"How can that be the same? That's ranked play. And Feng is Feng, what are you?"

Zhou Li fell silent.

He simply opened the panel silently and glanced at Dao Ge's Smite.

After discovering that the opponent did not use Smite, he switched screens to check the jungle area but did not rush over immediately.

He was afraid that if he went there now, that beast Dao would immediately choose to steal the blue buff.

Even after seeing the blue buff's health drop to half, Zhou Li still didn't make a move.

DaoGe is playing the Yeti, so his Q skill, biting a jungle monster, is no different from Smite.

Zhou Li didn't move until he saw Dao Ge use his Q skill.

Dao Ge noticed Yao Ji's movements immediately.

"What are you doing?"

"Take the blue buff."

"I won't let you have it."

"I'll get it myself."

Dao Ge has become a huge star.

"Damn it, you, a mid laner, are trying to steal the first blue buff from the jungler?"

"Why can't you take it? You were told to jungle, but that just means you're going to farm jungle monsters, not that they're yours. Does the blue buff have your name on it? It's a neutral resource; whoever is capable gets it."

Dao Ge glanced at the blue buff, whose health was almost gone, and laughed.

Even though he doesn't have Smite or Q right now, with so little health, he can be killed in two basic attacks.

"Oh, okay, then you come and get it."

It seems to be in response to Dao Ge's shout.

A golden light suddenly emanated from the demoness's body!
Then comes the WQEW reset!

"Fuck you! Flash to steal the blue buff?!"

Zhou Li responded calmly:

"A skilled LeBlanc player doesn't need Flash."

(End of this chapter)