LOL: I'm in the LPL, that's my fight!

Chapter 50: Where's the AI?

"So cool!"

"We won, we won, a ruthless and crushing victory."

"Our Chinese server is still invincible in the Grand Prix!"

"BJBS Niu Bo Yi!"

The spectators only cheered when the crystal exploded and the players took off their headphones after the match ended.

Boss Mo stood in the middle of the crowd, his mouth stretched to his ears, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his whole face was smiling like a sunflower. He would occasionally glance left and right warily, as if afraid that someone would take a picture of his smug look.

The expressions of the people on the field were not much better. As they stepped into the city championship and officially began their professional careers, everyone was a little apprehensive—afraid of making mistakes, afraid of being nervous, and afraid of crashing out in the first game.

But now, all those insecurities have been washed away by the crushing victory in the first set and the deafening shouts from the crowd!

A perfect first game!

"Oh dear, what a pity they didn't manage a clean sheet!"

During halftime, the regular fans in the spectator area immediately became lively. One of them, holding a drink cup, swaggered over and shouted at the stage, "Li Suisui, you're so bad! You fed the whole team all the kills!"

Li Rui was about to head towards the rest area when he heard this. He turned back, rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, but grinned and said, "Go away, what do you know! The person I gave away—was that a person? That was a favor-giving person, understand?"

"Exactly, exactly," someone chimed in deliberately, "Not shutting out your opponent in a professional match is a matter of courtesy; that's called class!"

"Then it's my turn!" Another veteran user rolled up his sleeves, striking a pose of eager anticipation. "I'm not good at much else, but when it comes to feeding kills under Crush's godlike command, I'm pretty professional!"

"Exactly! You guys' had your fill of professionalism, hurry up and step aside so the brothers can have some fun too!" someone slammed their hand on the armrest of their chair, cheering. "We all follow orders, and this time I think I'm really good at it—we're all just going to be the ones getting carried, so what difference does it make who gets carried?"

"Seriously," a chubby guy in the crowd rubbed his hands together, looking at Boss Mo with a sincere expression, "everyone sitting here today is a StarCraft VIP who won't miss a chance to show up, Boss Mo? You really aren't planning to give away a pro game experience package?"

The commotion in the spectator area grew louder and louder. Boss Mo, listening to this, waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away flies: "Go away, stop causing trouble! The match isn't over yet, we have a ten-minute break." He put away his smile and put on a stern face, but couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. "Come on, to the conference room, let's discuss the tactics for the next round."

"What are we discussing?"

Immediately, someone in the crowd shouted, their voice loud enough to be heard throughout the entire spectator area: "Are we figuring out how to continue dominating the opponent in the next game?"

Then another comment popped up: "Can I make a request? Let our Crush play a flashy champion! We haven't gotten a single solo kill the whole game, it's so frustrating!"

The audience was right about one thing.

BJBS's halftime discussion was really just a formality.

In the second game against MC, they did not make any tactical changes to their positioning.

The tactics haven't changed, and even the choice for the mid lane remains the same: the same three-handed player who isn't afraid of the opponent's early counterattack.

However, the result was exactly the same.

Oh no, slightly different is that in the second game, MC relied on a mid-to-early game lineup to hold out for twenty minutes, and even broke into single digits in terms of kills, managing to secure a second kill with great difficulty.

……

"Let's get to the high ground!"

"Wow, Viktor's damage is insane!"

"The ray is very accurate. BJBS doesn't waste time talking to you. As soon as you're in bad shape, they push forward."

"The economic gap is too big. It's really hopeless to have an early-game lineup get pushed back by a late-game lineup."

"To be honest, MC played pretty well in the early game, and even managed to ambush Ocean's Janna and get the first blood."

"It's useless," Xiaoxiao shook her head. "Your early-game lineup is strong, but you can't outsmart Crush—when he doesn't want to fight, you can't find anyone on the map. By the time you can finally fight, the opponent has already reached their full potential, their teamwork is much worse, and you don't even have a chance to fight back."

In the game, the five players on the blue team are still struggling to hold on in front of the crystal nexus.

Black smoke billowed from the wreckage of the turret, and minions surged in relentlessly. Viktor's Death Ray drew a bright arc through the crowd every few seconds.

However, the building's health, slowly dwindling under the enemy's attacks, served as a constant reminder that the match was about to end.

boom!

With that, the three-handed man unleashed a laser basic attack.

The blue team's crystal's health was completely depleted, transforming into a dazzling mass of energy.

"Let's congratulate BJBS for winning the first match of the 9th City Championship qualifiers with a score of 2-0 and a complete domination in the game."

With Xika's congratulations, Crush's unique debut broadcast after signing with Huya Live came to a perfect end.

Within minutes, promotional posts related to the topic, whether initiated by players or purchased by Huya, filled every inch of space on major esports forums.

How would you evaluate Crush's first match in the City Championship today, a team that claims to be aiming for the LPL?

Clicking in reveals a barrage of popular comments.

[(First floor sofa) How to evaluate? I don't want to evaluate. A top player in the national server going to play in semi-professional tournaments, isn't that just showing off his shoes instead of his mother? It's just amazing and he's dominating.]

[(Second-floor bench) After watching the match, all I can say is that the tactics were extremely ruthless, making it seem like even young people are about to quit their internet addiction.]

【No way, what nonsense are you all spouting? Did you even watch the live stream? Did you see that BJBS promotional documentary on Huya? Crush didn't get a single solo kill in either of the two matches.】

[No solo kill? Crush is so weak, yet a top-tier class is exposed?]

No, Crush still had a lucky break-level performance!

The focus isn't on Crush, it's on his four teammates... oh wait, no, it's the absurd performance of the BJBS team!

[Outrageous? What's outrageous about it? Does it have three heads and six arms?]

[Let me tell you this, bro, this is the first time I've seen a team playing a macro-strategy game in a city championship.]

[It's still that kind of terrifying macro play that will instantly remind you of the LCK teams' dominance at Worlds!]

[What the heck? A city battle for supremacy, all about strategy and tactics?]

For LPL viewers who have suffered three consecutive years of crushing defeats to LCK, this term might cause some PTSD.

Seeing countless people making the same comments in the thread, players who hadn't watched the match before couldn't help but ask—they opened the recording of today's City Championship match with the intention of verifying, questioning, and being curious.

And after watching it...

Undoubtedly, another large number of players, their minds still reeling, quietly joined the group chat.

Only three questions remained in their minds:

who am I?

where am I?

What is that I see in front of me?

—They weren't surprised at all that a player ranked number one in the national server could dominate the city championship, showcasing his skills and leading his team to victory.

But you didn't get a single kill in lane, and with teammates you'd only been playing with for two weeks, you started playing macro-management and vision control, making the enemy team crumble at the slightest touch in team fights. Both games felt like playing against bots...

Isn't this a little bit...unreasonable?