SHT Chapter 37

League of Legends has been around for more than twenty years, and Edward is naturally no stranger to it. He had also played it many times.

In the past, he used to play all day long, often participating in various online events, with little time for leisure. He has only reached the highest Platinum rank before.

Later, due to his injuries, when the path of competitive sports came to an end for him. After becoming a sports teacher, his free time became abundant.

However, as he grew older and could not climb the ranks anymore, he could only choose to watch League of Legends matches in his spare time.

Occasionally playing online, he mainly focuses on BGMI and chess, hardly playing ranked games.

If he were still his former self, standing behind Keith, he probably wouldn't even understand the game situation. But after binding Keith to the system, Edward is now just like Keith, possessing heavenly gaming talent.

Having talent is one thing, but as the owner of the system, he can directly turn talent into abilities. He would gain all experience and training which are required to attain that talent level.

Now when he looks at League of Legends, Edward finds it so easy. He knows all the skills of every champion like the back of his hand.

The cooldown time of skills at different levels, attack bonuses, last-hitting techniques, strengths and weaknesses against different champions, etc., are all ingrained in his mind.

Positioning, team fights, vision control, health calculations… In the recent match, he could clearly see every move Keith made. Edward feels like achieving a Challenger rank of 1000 points is just child's play for him now.

After finishing the game, Keith, still immersed in the excitement of chaotic battles, turns to Edward and excitedly asks, "Edward sir, how do you think I played? This is a high-ranking game on the Nornia server, wasn't I just easily killing enemies?"

His face radiates confidence and pride.

In this high-ranking Nornia server game, there might even be current professional players. Being able to dominate the enemy so thoroughly? Such crushing victories are not common.

"Well, you did great."

Edward nods with a smile.

Just as Keith is about to continue reveling in his success, Edward tells him, "But, Keith, there are still flaws in your gameplay in this match."

Keith is taken aback, flaws in this match? He dominated the enemy so thoroughly. He won this match with ease.

Unconvinced, Keith mutters, "Edward sir, I was just easily killing in this match. Where are the flaws in my gameplay?"

Edward allows him to skip class and do what he loves. In his heart, he is grateful to Edward. But in the gaming world, he is a genius, a professional, and proud of himself.

He doesn't believe there was anything wrong with his gameplay in the last match.

Whether it was dominating the lane or team fights, he executed everything perfectly.

Watching Keith pout with an unwilling look, Edward felt amused.

After all, Keith is just a 17-year-old kid. The nature of youth is inevitable.

Edward smiled and patted Keith's shoulder, saying, "Don't be so proud. First of all, this game only lasted 15 minutes, and you missed 17 last hits. Just by focusing on last-hitting, a fundamental skill, you could have finished this game early. You still have a lot of room for improvement."

Keith, upon hearing this, recalled the recent game.

During the bottom lane matchup, he indeed missed some last hits because he was trying to outplay the opponent and sometimes positioned too aggressively.

But he got killed. He got assists. What's the big deal about missing some last hits? Keith didn't think it mattered.

This kid.

Edward noticed all the changes in Keith's expression and thought to himself that he needed to find a chance to polish him up. Just talking to him won't make him accept it.

"In ranked games, missing last hits may not have a big impact since you rely on outplaying and securing kills, surpassing the enemies for your own development. But if you aim to join a professional team and win national or even world championships. Think about it, if you face professional players of similar skill levels in a match, will missing last hits like this still have little impact?"

"This..." Upon hearing Edward sir's words, Keith felt that there was some truth to them.

"Alright, if you think missing last hits doesn't matter, it's fine. After all, you are far ahead in this game."

Edward continued, "But what about that happened at 7 minutes and 39 seconds?"

Keith paused, his face becoming somewhat unnatural.

At 7 minutes and 39 seconds, he had just gone back to base to upgrade his items, then returned to the lane and solo-killed the enemy AD carry again.

But unexpectedly, he got gangbanged by the enemy in the middle and killed, giving away the only kill of the game.

A big kill, worth 800 gold.

"At 7 minutes and 39 seconds, you were ahead in items and outplayed the enemy AD carry. It was originally a very beautiful play. But after getting the kill, due to lack of vision in the river, you got caught by the enemy mid and killed while being greedy for farm. Not only did you give away a big kill, but because of this mistake, your team lost the first blood tower, dragon, and herald directly. Was it worth it?"

Edward looked at Keith and calmly said, "I know that you fought back after respawning. But think about it, if this happened in a professional game, how much impact would your recklessness have on the team? First blood tower, dragon, herald - enough to snowball and erase all the advantages you gained in the starting phase. Think about it, can you still win?"

After getting all the knowledge and experience of a gaming expert of heavenly talent, Edward's understanding of the game had reached a very high level. In just a few words, he analyzed the situation thoroughly.

After listening to his analysis, Keith's chubby face instantly turned red.

When it came to studying math, or other subjects, Keith might be confused and not understand because his academic talent was average, and he didn't like classes or studying from the bottom of his heart.

But in the gaming field, he had heavenly talent. What Edward said, he could quickly understand and digest. He excelled at games. He often watched gaming competitions as well.

After all, the professional gaming scene was his dream place. After a brief moment of contemplation, he found Edward sir's words to be very reasonable.

Yes, in a professional game, how big of an impact would such a mistake have?

The teamwork and strategic thinking of professional teams were much stronger than random teammates in ranked matches.

In the top leagues, among the strongest teams, a single mistake like the one he made could be enough to ruin the entire game. Seeing Keith's expression, Edward nodded in satisfaction.

Actually, Keith had played quite well in that last game. The game only lasted 15 minutes in total. Aside from that one mistake, Keith was constantly making plans and getting kills. In the end, he won the game and got the MVP.

Throughout the game, he only died once. This small mistake could be considered insignificant in small matches.

But Edward's getting heavenly gaming abilities, he understood how much of a blunder it would be in ESports teams, where all opponents wait for such opportunity to get advantage. And if Edward explained such things to Keith in early years wouldn't it be beneficial to Keith in the professional field?