LOL: What does it mean to torture players?

"Crisp's here! It's him again! He found Scout!" the doll exclaimed excitedly.

Doinb's Galio flashed almost simultaneously, activating his W skill [Duran's Shield], and precisely taunted the lifted Viktor!
Tian's Olaf activated Ghost and R, ignoring all crowd control, and charged towards Viper's Ezreal like a raging bull!
Lwx's Xayah activates her ultimate, "Storm Blades," to avoid damage while simultaneously unleashing a barrage of blades across the battlefield, preparing to deliver a fatal blow!

FPX's opening move was flawless, like a script that had been rehearsed a thousand times!

"Scout is about to be instantly killed! EDG's formation has been broken!"

However, in that split second, EDG displayed extreme composure!
Meiko's Thresh, without hesitation, flashed in the instant Scout was controlled, shielding Olaf and Ezreal with his own body!
He threw out his lantern, and at the same time, his E skill [Pendulum of Doom] precisely pushed the charging Olaf to the side, creating a fraction of a second of space for Viper to deal damage!
Jiejie's Graves didn't retreat; instead, he slid to the side and threw a W [Smoke Grenade] precisely at the spot where Lwx was about to land, obscuring her vision!
Immediately afterwards, he activated his ultimate ability, [Ultimate Bomb], and the massive recoil created distance between him and FPX's front line, while simultaneously dealing devastating AOE damage to Galio and Olaf!

Scout's Viktor, in the instant he was focused down, had already anticipated this and cast his W [Gravity Field] at his feet!
The moment the control ended, Doinb's Galio and Crisp's Rakan were both stunned in place!
He used his last breath to unleash his ultimate move, [Chaos Storm], and a silent electromagnetic storm began to rage!
"EDG's counterattack! They didn't collapse! They launched their strongest counterattack in the face of adversity!" Miller's voice was hoarse.

The battlefield descended into a chaotic and fierce battle! Both sides' health was dropping rapidly!
FPX's front line is still holding on thanks to their tankiness, while Lwx's Xayah is preparing to use her E skill [Bumper] to clean up the battlefield after the smoke grenade effect ends!
However, a man whom everyone had temporarily forgotten arrived.

In the bottom lane, after pushing the minion wave up to the high ground and forcing Nuguri to recall, Su Mo's Vladimir didn't hesitate at all and immediately pressed Teleport!
The teleport landed at a ward that Meiko had already placed in the bushes behind the battlefield!
A crimson beam of teleportation shot into the sky from FPX's back row!

"It's Mo!! He teleported!" Rita's scream pierced the entire studio. "That big devil, he's here to reap the rewards!"

In FPX's team voice chat, Doinb, staring at the deadly beam of light, let out a desperate roar: "Pull it away! Pull it away now! Forget about it!"

However, it was too late.

Teleported to the ground!
Su Mo's vampire, like a king descending from hell, appeared in FPX's most vulnerable backline!
Without pausing for a moment, he activated his Rocketbelt and charged forward, with only one target—Lwx's Xayah!

Lwx's pupils contracted sharply. He used Flash to try and escape the demon's range!
However, Su Mo's index finger had already predictively pressed the F key!

Follow me!

The E skill, Blood Tide, which had been charged for three seconds, exploded with a roar!
Red Fury's Q skill, Blood Conversion, was like the Grim Reaper's scythe, precisely slicing across Xayah's neck!
No screaming, no struggle.

Under the impact of countless blood-red bullets and crimson energy, the marksman core who was just the one FPX had placed high hopes on had his health bar emptied instantly and collapsed to the ground!

The second stage of Blood Plague's R attack dealt explosive damage, and Rakan, who was already low on health, was also killed!

Legendary!

Super God!

"Melted!! He melted FPX's backline!" Miller was completely frantic, waving his arms as if he wanted to tear down the commentary booth. "That's Vladimir! That's EDG.Mo! In the most crucial team fight, he showed everyone, in the most unreasonable way, who truly dominates this game!"

With the FPX duo eliminated, the outcome of this team fight was no longer in doubt.

EDG swiftly and decisively completed their victory.

【ACE!】

Destroy the group!

"It's over! The game is over!" Wawa sighed, his tone filled with admiration for the victors and regret for the losers. "EDG didn't even need that Baron! They could have won in one fell swoop!"

As he said, the five EDG players, with the minion wave gathered in the mid lane, stepped onto FPX's mid lane high ground.

Nuguri's Ornn had just resurrected, and facing five ferocious enemies, he could only symbolically use his E ability to stop them before being melted into the crowd.

Finally, with the crisp and loud explosion of FPX's base crystal, this epic BO3 came to a close.

At the EDG booth, the players jumped up excitedly and rushed towards the man who calmly took off his headphones.

Immediately, a deafening roar of cheers and applause filled the entire square!
"They won! EDG won!" Miller's voice was hoarse but filled with uncontrollable passion. He stood up from his seat, raised his arms, and shouted, "Two to one! EDG has defeated one of their strongest opponents, FPX! A thrilling BO3! With three very different styles of play, they have once again declared to the entire LPL, no, to the whole world—this dynasty is unbreakable!"

Wawa let out a long sigh, his face a complex mix of exhaustion and shock: "I don't know what to say... FPX executed their tactics to the extreme. They made a drastic sacrifice, trading the top lane for an advantage in the bottom lane. But in the face of absolute, unpredictable individual skill, all tactics seem so... powerless. Mo played a late-game mage carry and achieved the effect of an assassin; it's unreasonable."

On the big screen, the MVP of the game was announced without any suspense.

The Crimson Reaper, who took the enemy general's head amidst a sea of ​​soldiers, was frozen in the center of the screen with an extremely magnificent battle record.

MVP—EDG.Mo!

KDA: 8/0/2
Group tour participation rate: 50%
Damage percentage: 41.2%
Damage conversion rate: 188%
"Zero deaths! The highest damage share and an outrageously high damage conversion rate throughout the entire match!" Rita exclaimed sincerely as she looked at the data. "He only participated in half of the team fights, yet he had a decisive impact. In the team fights he didn't participate in, the team held on; in the team fights he did participate in, the opponents melted. This is what makes EDG so terrifying right now—they can play a macro game with you, or they can let you face that unstoppable king head-on."

At the EDG team's training ground, the players were already excitedly embracing each other.

Jiejie clung to Su Mo like a koala, excitedly shouting, "Brother Mo is awesome!"

On the other side of the stage, the FPX players were completely silent.

Doinb took off his headphones, leaned back weakly in his chair, and stared blankly at the dazzling lights on the ceiling, as if trying to absorb all his resentment into that light.

A moment later, the post-match handshake began.

After tidying up their team uniforms, the EDG members, led by Meiko, walked to the other side of the stage.

The FPX players had also stood up, their expressions not of frustration or resentment, but of a complex calm tinged with helplessness and relief.

Nuguri was the first to shake hands with Su Mo.

Despite being "tortured" in different ways in both games, this top-tier top laner showed no sign of gloom on his face.

He reached out and grasped Su Mo's hands tightly, speaking in broken Chinese, each word carefully and earnestly: "Your way of playing the game is... different from ours. I've learned something."

This was no longer just a simple polite remark, but a seeker's sincere admiration for another pioneer who had reached a higher realm. Su Mo was taken aback by his solemn attitude, then smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "You are also very strong. I look forward to our next encounter."

The second one is Tian, ​​the jungler. He looked at Su Mo, just shook his head with a wry smile, and clenched his hand tightly. All his words were reduced to just one sentence: "Your Vladimir farms faster than my Graves. It doesn't make sense."

When it was Doinb's turn, the tactical mastermind of FPX looked at Su Mo with a complicated expression.

He shook hands with Su Mo and said in a deep voice, "We considered all the tactics, but we never expected you to respond in this way. We accept our defeat wholeheartedly."

Finally, there were Lwx and Crisp, who were Su Mo's most direct victims in the final team fight.

Lwx just sighed: "Brother Mozi, could you please not target me alone next time? I even used Flash and you still didn't spare my life!"

The handshake session ended in harmony and respect.

There was no tension, no dejection of the defeated; it was more like a duel between masters, a mutual test of their skills.

After shaking hands, the entire EDG team returned to the center of the stage and bowed in gratitude.

Next up was the MVP's on-site interview segment.

Yu Shuang, the leading female host of LPL, walked gracefully to Su Mo's side with a microphone in hand and a gentle smile.

"Congratulations again to EDG on winning this victory, and congratulations to Mo for winning MVP again." Yu Shuang's voice was sweet and professional. "Right now, the entire stadium and all the viewers in the live broadcast rooms are cheering for you."

"Thank you everyone." Su Mo took the microphone, waved at the camera, and the audience erupted in a deafening roar of screams.

"So, the first question," Yu Shuang's eyes sparkled with the curiosity everyone wanted to know, "in the decisive game, facing FPX's clearly stated strategy of abandoning the top lane and focusing on the bottom lane, why did you choose Vladimir, a hero who desperately needs to farm and seems disconnected from the team? What was the team's decision at that time?"

Su Mo thought for a moment and gave an answer that surprised everyone: "Because they don't care about me anymore, so I have to choose a hero that can farm gold quickly, otherwise it will be very boring in the top lane. This hero is quite convenient for last-hitting and farming jungle camps."

"puff--"

The audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room were instantly amused by this simple and unpretentious reason.

[Because it's boring! What kind of thought process is that?]

[Translation: Since you're letting me roam free, I'll create an investment product and devour your jungle and minion waves.]

[Niu Bao: I thought you were on the fifth floor, but it turns out you were just bored? You have to destroy their spirit to kill them!]

Yu Shuang couldn't help but chuckle. She composed herself and continued, "In the final team fight that decided the outcome, we saw that you didn't join the fight immediately. Instead, you chose to split push the bottom lane and only managed to flank and finish off the remaining enemies with a teleport. Could you give us a recap of your communication with the team at that time? Was that a pre-planned tactic?"

“No,” Su Mo shook his head, his answer still simple and direct, “I was pushing the tower in the bottom lane, and they were engaging in a frontal skirmish. I saw Nuguri go back to base, and I also saw that their backline was in a bad position, so I teleported over and killed them. There was no special communication; I just saw it and did it.”

This nonchalant "I saw it, so I did it" allowed Yu Shuang to once again feel that indescribable composure born of absolute confidence.

She took a deep breath and posed the last, and most significant, question.

"Mo, as we all know, since 2017, EDG has swept all the League of Legends World Championship titles to date, establishing an unprecedented esports dynasty. As the absolute core of this dynasty, does the year-after-year victory put pressure on you? After winning all the honors you could, what motivates you to continue playing?"

The question immediately silenced the entire room.

This is no longer a question about game tactics; it's an ultimate question about legend, about belief, and about the inner world of a king standing at the top.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the "god's" answer.

Su Mo remained silent for a moment.

The languor on his face faded away, and his eyes, which were always half-closed, were now clear and deep, as if reflecting the starry sky of the entire Summoner's Rift.

He spoke slowly, his voice clearly resonating throughout the entire venue and reaching the ears of every audience member.

"Pressure? No."

"Honor is just a result."

He paused, his gaze passing through the lens, as if he were conversing with another version of himself from another dimension.

"For me, what keeps me going is not winning the next trophy."

"I wanted to see where the limits of this game really are."

"I want to know just how incredible a game can be made by the skill of one person and the tactics of one team."

"Trophys will be forgotten, and dynasties will eventually come to an end."

"But I hope that when we're no longer playing, someone will remember that there was once a team, there was once a person, they came here, and left behind a legacy that belongs to the LPL."

These words struck like a thunderbolt, exploding in everyone's minds.

A long silence fell over the room, followed by applause that was more enthusiastic, sincere, and lasting than ever before!

That applause was not only for a victor, but also for a true seeker of truth, a pioneer who elevated esports to an art form.

Yes, it is because of EDG that LPL has achieved its glory today.

If it weren't for EDG, the LPL's current status and popularity would probably be far inferior to the LCK's. (End of Chapter)