Brother Li, for this round you'd better just be a Sand Soldier.

So, the so-called bleeding of a god was just a flaw deliberately revealed by his opponent to toy with him?

So, the advantage I painstakingly built up was so fragile in the face of a simple teamwork from the opponent?

The feeling of weightlessness, like falling from the clouds into an abyss, made his retinas somewhat blurry.

Faker could almost see Uzi, his face flushed with laughter, slamming his fist on the table and saying to him,

"Dude, I was just kidding, you actually took it seriously?"

terrible!

"I can't do it, I still can't do it."

Faker's jaw started chattering as he watched Taliyah dance before him once more, and Rengar slowly catching up in his development.

Looking at the dark river and jungle area after losing the mid tower,

Not to mention Uzi, who farms like a machine, just so he can hack away at himself one hit at a time in team fights.

That feeling of powerlessness was stronger than ever before.

It was like a huge rock pressing down on his chest.

In the commentary booth, Ji took a breath:

"Now, the situation has become unpredictable once again."

"I thought EDG had completely taken control of the situation, but RNG's counterattack was really fatal."

"Faker, you're still too young and your thinking is too simplistic!"

"It really has to be said that there's still a huge gap between Faker and Xiaohu, mid-laners who have proven themselves at the World Championship. They're too young!"

"RNG has taken down the mid-lane tower and their vision control has extended deep into EDG's jungle."

"We originally thought Faker had returned to form, but this death seems to indicate that he is still a bit nervous."

Guan Zeyuan also stopped smiling:

"Look at the camera, Faker's eyes are back to that state from the beginning of the game. That confusion, that self-doubt, it's over, EDG's core is going to have problems."

[Hahaha, I told you it's just a three-minute fad! Where are those people who were praising Faker? Come out and show yourselves!]

[Faker, he's a dog!]

[Faker: I was throwing the last game, this is my true skill.]

[Someone who starts acting arrogantly after gaining an advantage—does this person deserve to win? That last move was just feeding the enemy!]

[This kind of person is considered a foreign aid worker? Go back to South Korea!]

[EDG is about to go on vacation! Congratulations to RNG for advancing to the finals! In the battle between EDG and RNG, the dogs ultimately prevailed!]

[Even though Lee Sin played so well this game, he couldn't carry this noob. I feel sorry for Lee Sin for a second; having teammates like this is just incredibly unlucky.]

Lin Xiu watched this scene from the wilderness without uttering a curse.

He knew that criticizing Faker now would not only be useless, but would also cause him to completely break down.

At times like these, so-called warmth and comfort are useless.

We must bring him back to his senses.

This is the final struggle, and also the darkest moment before a strong person transforms.

"Brother Li," Lin Xiu said in a deep voice over the phone, his tone so calm and even that it betrayed no emotion.

"If you came to the LPL to learn how to win, then prove it to me."

"Jin, I can't do it." Lee Sang-hyeok's voice was trembling with tears.

"I felt really strong just now, I felt like this was my best chance, but they just trampled me to death like a stray dog."

"I really can't do this, I shouldn't be here."

"Shut up," Lin Xiu coldly interrupted him.

"I told you, this time, you're a Sand Soldier, obey my commands! Sand Soldiers have no right to question their own strength; Sand Soldiers only need to carry out orders!"

Faker shrank back in fright at the shout, his mind going blank for a moment.

"Brother Li, buy some wards and follow me."

Lin Xiu continued, his tone softening somewhat, but still retaining an undeniable air of authority.

"From now on, you don't need to think too much or try to predict anything."

"Shut up your brain and just follow me. I'll tell you to use Q, so use Q. I'll tell you to give me a shield, so give me a shield. Got it?"

Faker, his hands trembling, bought a true ward.

"Buy two!"

Faker bought another one.

This almost idiotic command style ironically allowed him to find a sense of security amidst extreme fear.

He no longer needed to think about how to defeat Little Tiger, nor how to escape the Lion Dog.

There's no need to consider that ADC king who hasn't yet unleashed his power and is frantically farming gold.

He only needed to look at the blind monk's back.

Wherever that red ribbon is, there his Kalmar is.

"I am a soldier from the desert!"

The next ten minutes were the most nerve-wracking and strategic part of the game.

For a full ten minutes, not a single kill was achieved, and the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

[They're chickening out already? As expected, EDG is still EDG.]

Karma has become Lee Sin's shadow now. Is she still a mid laner? She looks more like a support with decent gold.

[RNG is controlling resources, Twitch has three items! Uzi is going to take over the game this time!]

[EDG doesn't dare invade the jungle anymore; both sides are stalling, it's so frustrating to watch!]

Me too, I feel like ants are crawling all over my body, I'm so nervous!

The situation reached a tense, uneasy equilibrium.

RNG wanted to pick off isolated targets using Rengar's stealth, but EDG's vision control was excellent, and they never gave them the opportunity.

Controlling vision and grouping together repeatedly thwarted RNG's aggressive, "mad dog" style attacks.

"Incredible."

I remember sighing,

"Karma is behind in development, but now she's practically glued to Lee Sin. Wherever Lee Sin goes, Karma goes."

"They completely prevented RNG's Rengar and Taliyah, the two champions most skilled at supporting ganks, from finding any openings."

Guan Zeyuan looked at the mouse's equipment slots, his tone heavy:

"But this delay comes at a price; Uzi's Twitch already has Infinity Edge, Hurricane, and Phantom Dancer."

"Ashe's items are good, but you'll have a hard time outplaying Uzi!"

"And it's been thirty minutes already. If we give them even the slightest opportunity, it'll be Baron Nashor and a decisive victory."

In the voice channel, Lin Xiu's voice remained as steady as a rock.

"Brother Li, have you seen a mouse?"

Lin Xiu made a signal at the edge of the dark wilderness.

"I saw it," Faker replied in a low voice.

Are you scared?

"……Afraid."

"It's good to be afraid. If you're afraid, then take him down first when you're in a team fight."

Lin Xiu chuckled softly.

"When we fight the dragon later, I will do everything I can to kick the rat out. Whether I live or die, give all your skills to the rat."

"I don't care if you live or die, but you have to promise that Uzi will get ahead of you. Do you dare?"

Faker stared intently at the mouse that was hopping from side to side.

That was the nightmare that had shattered him countless times in his dreams.

"I dare." Faker's voice still trembled slightly, but the resolve of a sand soldier had overcome his instinctive retreat.

Even when facing the true god of LOL, GOAT in the AD position,

Faker couldn't care less about anything else!

"Okay." Lin Xiu suddenly raised his voice.

"Brothers, if they go for the dragon, we'll go for it. Whether we win or lose depends on this one wave!"

At 33 minutes, RNG took the lead and initiated the Baron Nashor fight.