Swordmanship Veteran's Game Stream Chapter 157
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Even at the news of Alpaca's death, Seo-jun was not flustered.
He merely glanced at the map to consider where Alpaca had died and where the enemy jungler would go next, while continuing to strike the next vital point.
No matter what news was heard during battle, Seo-jun was someone who could focus on what was right in front of him for now.
He moved his sword diagonally from left to right, and bottom to top.
Moja let out a groan, and Seo-jun silently withdrew his sword.
The enemy tried to block the next attack.
However, where the next attack should go was already decided, and only Seo-jun knew this answer.
In other words, Moja was in a position where he had to react after seeing it.
If it were Seo-jun, he would have grasped where the opponent was aiming just by how they took their stance, but unfortunately, Moja was not Seo-jun.
Unlike the peaceful Seo-jun, Moja was biting his lips, wandering in confusion.
His pupils rolled around relentlessly.
It was a situation that had gone wrong from the start.
'You should have assumed even this kind of situation.'
They had probably discussed various countermeasures with their teammates in advance. For Moja, this match would be a place to test them out.
'If you can prepare for everything, are you a human? You're a god.'
This was why problem-solving ability was important. Because one never knew what kind of problem would arise.
The moment Seo-jun's sword approached, Moja bent his upper body. Moja's fist struck the ground.
'He did make his own improvisation.'
It was an attempt to use Rock Wave at close range, trigger a brief eruption, and then end the trade here.
Perhaps, reflecting on his past experience of cutting off combat in this manner, his body moved first.
At that time, Seo-jun's sword was already embedded in the collarbone of Moja, who had bent his upper body, and the vital point that had successfully been attacked was the third vital point.
[Blessing of Radiance]
A soft light enveloped Seo-jun's body, and rocks rose from the road and erupted.
Naturally, there was no need to dodge.
Rather, Seo-jun grabbed Moja's collar.
Just as Eric's chains could hit the caster as well, the area-of-effect skill Rock Wave could also deal damage to the caster themselves.
Confirming that damage was taken, Seo-jun immediately let go of the collar.
And he slashed with his sword.
Subsequently, Seo-jun closed the distance and went on the offensive.
"Are you going to run away?"
By that time, Moja changed his choice.
"No! Let's have a fight!"
Did he say the jungler was coming?
The place where Alpaca was defeated was near the lane.
From the position where Seo-jun was facing Moja, it was the terrain diagonally to the bottom left.
In fact, as much as mid was in the center, there was always room for other users' intervention.
Moja no longer went back and lunged with his fist. Although it was a crude attack without any weapon or special armament, the damage would be similar to a sword, making it threatening.
Seo-jun lightly bent his waist to dodge and aimed at the next vital point.
A pure white line drawn horizontally across his body.
To block Seo-jun's sword, Moja cast hardening on that area at the exact timing.
His body swelled up. Attacking it would only result in a loss.
The timing fell into place perfectly. Indeed, he was a Grade B player after all.
Since he possessed that level of skill, he probably chose options other than holding out inside the turret.
Just like a moment ago, Seo-jun's wrist moved.
Only, this time, he did not spin the sword but threw it inward.
Seo-jun's left hand caught the sword. It was held in a reverse grip.
At the same time, the petrification was released, and Moja spun around, delivering a back kick.
It was a combo targeting the head of Seo-jun, who was temporarily slowed down after attacking the petrified area.
However, this time too, Seo-jun was already in a crouching state.
"Your preparedness is very good."
The vital point was slashed.
Readjusting the sword he held in a reverse grip, he immediately aimed for the next vital point. It was a good position to chain attacks.
Left-hand swordplay was also familiar to Seo-jun.
One more time as the flustered Moja took a step back.
"It's about time for him to come now, isn't it?"
"No, Seo-jun. Were you waiting?"
If they came in a 2-on-1, Seo-jun intended to welcome it.
Dokkaebi appeared from the bush next to the mid lane.
Seo-jun's eyes flashed.
Perhaps now was the only chance to turn the tables.
Seo-jun judged that half of this match's victory was already gone.
They had given up a lot from the start, and Alpaca had ended up falling behind significantly. Even though the difference in skill was already large.
Of course, it was not that there was no way at all for Seo-jun to untangle the game, but he decided to refrain from winning like that because it was a scrim.
Because he had to check the capabilities of their team and the opponent team as much as possible.
Therefore, if it flowed smoothly like this, they would lose.
'It can't be helped.'
As Seo-jun dodged Moja's attack and slashed the vital point, he asked.
"Are you not coming?"
"No, he said he was coming? Huh? Where are you going! Dokkaebi! I'm going to die!"
Dokkaebi, who appeared from the bush, watched Seo-jun shredding Moja's health at a terrifying speed for a moment, then went back into the bush.
It was a rather funny situation, but Seo-jun was impressed.
As expected of a Challenger!
'We lost this one then.'
He had expected it, but it still felt bad.
"Haha. Seo-jun? Just a moment..."
As Seo-jun drove his sword into Moja's body, he thought.
[Sword God --> Moja]
That he should just relieve some of his frustration.
In The League, the jungler was a scary existence. No, a skilled jungler was an absolute existence.
Of course, even absolute power would crumble helplessly in front of poor teammates.
No matter if you went to gank that lane and fed them 10 kills, no, 50 kills, if that teammate couldn't even pull their own weight and died before the fight broke out, there was nothing you could do.
'Nevertheless, the jungler is great,' was Dokkaebi's thought.
Usually, if they grew that much, they would manage to pull their weight, and a jungler did not only grow their own team but also hindered the growth of the enemy team at the same time.
'On top of that, you can directly carry the game yourself by growing.'
Dokkaebi was exactly that kind of carry-type jungler.
And he believed that method was the best method.
It was believing in himself instead of relying on teammates. Above all, it was also easy to lay the foundation to carry.
Because a 2-on-1, especially a 2-on-1 in the early game, was a guaranteed win.
Dokkaebi, who came out of the bush to gank mid, caught sight of it in that instant.
The sight of Seo-jun driving Moja into a corner with an insane combination.
Dokkaebi watched blankly for about a second. Only his throat moved as he swallowed his saliva.
He felt the sensation of cold sweat running down his spine.
For the first time, such a thought arose in the head of Dokkaebi, who had raised the blood pressure of other laners through countless ganks.
'If I go, I'll end up with a gank defeat, won't I?'
A gank defeat referred to when you went to gank but got destroyed instead.
No matter how he looked at it, now was the optimal timing.
Since Seo-jun was deep inside their team's turret side, if Dokkaebi went, they would definitely be able to fight.
Yet his instinct kept stopping his steps to go gank.
This kind of case was truly the first time.
His pride was hurt too.
'Did I get destroyed too severely in Ground Zero?'
Dokkaebi was troubled by his own intuition.
However, he did not bother to show pride.
'Even if I don't go now, we'll win anyway.'
So Dokkaebi turned back and went into the bush again.
A scream echoed from behind, and a death message popped up in front.
[Brother? You said you would repay the humiliation from Ground Zero today! Where did you go!]
In fact, since it was a choice that even he himself could not properly accept, Dokkaebi, who was eating jungle monsters with a lukewarm feeling, apologized.
Even after that, he did not go mid.
His instinct kept warning him.
[Brother? Will you help me?]
[Brother, I'm dying again!]
[I can't hold out! I can't hold out! He's even tormenting me verbally!]
[Ah! What is our jungler doing! Not coming mid! Dead game! Jungler diff!]
[Ack! Our mid's mental is gone!]
[To call it a jungler diff, the enemy jungler was also hit by Dokkaebi, so he can't go mid either, haha.]
[Sorry. But we won most of it anyway.]
As a result, Dokkaebi's judgment was correct.
He focused on playing the game through other lanes, and Team Wealth Gap was gradually taken down.
In the final moment, in the situation where all teammates died in a 5-on-5 team fight in front of Wealth Gap's base.
Watching directly with his own eyes as Seo-jun activated a two-man Sword of Judgment in the middle of them and leisurely slipped away, Dokkaebi realized.
'In the midst of that, he completed two Swords of Judgment? Without dying even once until the end?'
He was a crazy monster.
So that was why he avoided him.
"Ha, haha. You'll help me in the next game, right?"
Listening to the words of Moja, whose spirit was almost exhausted, Dokkaebi thought.
'If we meet again in the main tournament, I shouldn't go mid and should do just like today.'
Dokkaebi, he was efficient.
- Who are you talking about? lol.
- Now the fountain is broken and it's over, sob ㅠㅠ
- Hahaha, the streamer is returning now! Stop the bad words!
- He played insanely well and still lost, lol.
- Still, the guy who didn't die until the end. The guy who used a two-man ult in the enemy camp and returned alive. His physical skill is worth acknowledging.
- But he lost in the end, right?
- Now it's karma time.
The moment the Sword of Judgment fell from the two rifts that tore the sky, the final base, the Nexus, exploded, and the game ended.
It was not a regret. It was only a scrim after all.
Returning to the lobby, Seo-jun turned off the focus mode.
- ???: If I just don't make mistakes, I think we'll win??? lol.
- He really didn't make mistakes, lol.
- The team becoming like this is the mistake, lol.
- Actually, he should have hidden his strength completely before the auction!
- Oh! Streamer turned off the mode! Everyone watch out!
He didn't know why they were acting like that to hide something when they chatted normally.
The manager managed it well, but Seo-jun thought with a smile that he should check if there was any chat that deserved a ban.
"Haha. Today I got to know the terror of a Challenger jungler."
- ???: If I just don't make mistakes, I think we'll win?
- The championship drifts away like this~
- Let's quickly go destroy Alpaca!
- To the room of truth!
'Should I really freeze them?'
Seo-jun's hand went to the front of the settings window, but he decided to just leave it.
Since his scale grew, he had kept the donation alerts turned off.
Even if he did that, a lot came in, and if he turned them on, there were cases where it became unmanageable.
In such cases, other streamers usually set aside a separate communication time to receive donations, so he wondered if he should try that once.
"You guys know I let you off because it was a practice game, right?"
- To finally see the streamer in such a pathetic state!
- League is a god game!
- The streamer is a prestigious Orthodox player! Being ugly is a feature of the Orthodox Faction.
- Real, those Orthodox guys are the most weird, lol.
Although he believed they were not, Seo-jun had actually let them off.
If he really wanted to win, he would have sent Alpaca or Wind Sword mid from the start and went jungle.
Or, he wouldn't have stood still in mid and would have gone to untangle other lanes.
Even if he did that, there was no certainty of winning, but anyway, from Seo-jun's perspective, he had let them off.
By the way, it seemed he needed a car. A large space to exercise too.
'I should ask the director.'
Seo-jun made a plan for a moment.
And the viewers misunderstood this.
- Hey. Hey, are you crying?
- Hahaha, so satisfying!
- Can he finally not deceive us anymore, lol.
'Not only the jungle, but other teammates will also need practice.'
One should not ignore them just because they were E or D. Rather, the range they could climb was larger.
'As for me. There is no higher place to climb, so I can just focus on rolling them.'
His head was cleanly organized.
What was needed was practice. And practice.
Thinking about it, it was a simple problem.
There was no need to decide to what extent to roll them. He just had to roll them until they became good!
Seo-jun tried to return to Ha Yun-ho's lobby. To coax his teammates.
Liben must be even more excited than the chat window.
'Well, since I decided to bear it during the scrim period from the start.'
The important thing was the main tournament.
Since he knew to what extent he had to roll his teammates, did he need to do it gently? He thought not.
So, before going to the lobby, Seo-jun decided to build up more karma since he was already stacking it.
"Everyone. Since we won't lose even once starting from the next game, enjoy it now."
- Streamer's sincere mode on!
- Loser's sincere mode, lol.
- A viewer said it, though?
- Yes, so what can you do by yourself! lol.
- I hope you keep losing from now on! Ah, today's streaming is historically the most fun, lol.
The viewers had built up a lot of things usually.
Seo-jun tilted his head.