Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Ever since the establishment of this year's tournament in spring, this team had been invincible. They managed to become LCK Region's champion in both the spring and summer tournaments. Their team's style of playing was very different from LCK Region's style.

LCK Region's style was more focused on farming, and players wouldn't get into fights so easily...

However, their team liked getting into fights. Their style was aggressive and bloody.

Whenever there was an unresolved conflict, they would initiate team fights.

Their team members were excellent in both one-to-one and team fights.

That kind of aggressive and bloody playstyle was practically identical to the LPL Region...

Xyla Quest wasn't afraid of traditional LCK teams.

After many years of hard work, LPL Region's teams, through their battle techniques, had long toppled LCK Region's traditional teams... Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

However, Team GRT was different from other regular teams. Hence, Xyla felt that they were still formidable opponents.

More importantly, all three opposing lanes from Team GRT this year were very strong. If they went wholly offensive, apart from Team XS's 70% likelihood of winning in the top lane, the other lanes all had a 50% likelihood of winning...

This also meant that if Alex didn't perform well in the top lane, Team XS only had a 50% chance of winning.

sigh. After that, she sent a message to Team XS's WeChat group

gamers usually

woke up around

bed, they'd eat

started at two o'clock in the afternoon and lasted until two

now Team XS's training period. They could

started expressing how confident they were to Xyla

on. But in the end, the team members ended up

confident everyone was, Xyla felt much

supper for everyone, Xyla

returned to the bedroom, she saw that Stanley Batton was also

head of the bed. A laptop of the newest, ultra-thin, model was placed on

room were switched off. There was only a single, dimly

shone against his face, making his facial features appear unusually

a noble yet cold reflection under the light. His presence felt

of gold-framed glasses perched on his nose-bridge with a thin

extra vibes of a sophisticated scum. He was more attractive than

still stunned by Stanley

could never get