"Tehehe..."
"Hahaha..."
"One, two, three, four~"
"Teemo Captain, standing by!"
Lu Ze pushed the lane and then entered the jungle, acting as Zhou Yue's bodyguard.
Standing right in the face of the enemy jungler, Teemo's phantom kept appearing, performing all sorts of taunting gestures.
The enemy was furious!
But they didn’t dare to engage...
Because they had already tried comboing him with knock-ups, only for Lu Ze to sidestep them effortlessly.
Not only did they take free damage and miss out on jungle camps, but they also burned their Flash!
The scene left the live-stream audience stunned.
[The last game was so intense—why did the vibe suddenly shift like this...]
[This is so toxic!!]
[Eating the enemy jungler's camps right in front of them—isn’t this just...]
[Absolutely ruthless, but damn, it’s so satisfying to watch!!]
Even though Bai Mu was playing Teemo, Zhong Yi maintained his professionalism as a commentator, barely holding back his laughter.
"What!? Bai Mu recalls and rushes a Mejai’s Soulstealer first item!! Adding insult to injury!!"
"Wow, the jungle of the [Immortal-Slaying Path] team is completely littered with Bai Mu’s mushrooms! The placements are so calculated!!"
"This game, the Lingxiao Sect players are going all out!! Top lane is killing, bot lane is killing, the jungler is killing!!!"
"Mu Yawen’s Sett initiates the fight, Li Moran follows up with damage, and Zhou Yue starts cleaning up!!"
"Complete collapse!! The [Immortal-Slaying Path] team is in shambles!!!"
"The bot lane duo flees in panic..."
"Wait a second!! There’s a stealthed Teemo waiting in the bush ahead of them!!!"
...
Lu Ze lounged leisurely in the grass.
Victory was already assured, so he might as well enjoy himself.
Watching the low-health bot duo stumbling toward him, he sighed.
Why insist on feeding themselves to him?
With that thought, he stood up and suddenly dashed out.
Then, summoning Teemo’s phantom, he burst into laughter on the spot:
"Tehehe..."
"Hahaha..."
He was using the classic [Little Devil] skin from Doom Bots.
The sudden scare made the duo scream.
"Holy sht!!! Agh, a ghost!!!"
"Damn it!!!"
Terrified, the two turned abruptly—only to step right onto the mushrooms Lu Ze had planted earlier...
The live chat erupted in laughter.
[HAHAHA! This Bai Mu player is so evil!!!]
[I swear, Teemo’s phantom is merging with Bai Mu’s aura...]
[I’m starting to think Bai Mu actually voices Teemo!]
[Probably the first bot lane in Immortal Demon Canyon history to die from sheer fright...]
[So toxic! So satisfying!!]
...
"Hah! This feels amazing, absolutely amazing!!"
Zhou Yue, having dominated the game, roared triumphantly in the fountain.
After two straight games of suffering, they had finally turned the tables!
With Lu Ze playing bodyguard, he had completely taken over the enemy jungle.
The poor enemy jungler didn’t even have half his CS...
By now, after several teamfights, Teemo’s Mejai’s had stacked to a terrifying 25 layers!
Thanks to Lu Ze’s god-tier farming, he had 220 CS at 20 minutes—the best-equipped player on the map.
A single mushroom hit meant the enemy had no choice but to recall.
Just as the team discussed how to further torment their opponents,
the screen froze.
The [Immortal-Slaying Path] team surrendered—their Nexus exploded.
"Oh?"
Lu Ze frowned.
His plan was to stall for time.
But the enemy had chosen to forfeit instead.
This wasn’t good news.
Meanwhile, inside the [Immortal-Slaying Path] team’s camp, the five demonic cultivators were at each other’s throats.
Top blamed jungle for no ganks, ADC blamed support for being useless, jungle complained about having no camps...
A ragtag group relying on captured rogue cultivators’ souls for power, they finally cracked under Lu Ze’s relentless pressure.
"Is this really where we end?"
The jungler glared resentfully at Guo Tianyin, barely concealing his hatred.
Anyone could see the gap was in mid lane.
How could they contest jungle when the enemy had a bodyguard?
But since mid was their sect’s elder—a ruthless man—he had no choice but to endure.
"Blame this Liu guy! If he hadn’t quit the illusion realm, we wouldn’t have been exploited like this!"
Guo Tianyin shot a venomous look at Liu Mo, his killing intent undisguised.
"Damn it! If they hadn’t banned our best soul-bound champions every game, we might’ve actually won!!"
The ADC cursed bitterly.
The others nodded in agreement.
Overconfident at first, they had used their strongest rogue cultivator souls—
only for Zhong Yi to study and ban them every match.
Like top lane’s Aatrox, mid’s Zed...
All top-tier picks in the celestial rankings!
With those, even against Bai Mu, they stood a chance.
"But they never let them through..."
"Honestly, these righteous cultivators are shackled by honor—maybe we can provoke them..."
...
Back in the live stream, Zhong Yi also felt regret.
"The [Immortal-Slaying Path] team couldn’t endure the humiliation and surrendered... What a shame! We never got to see a 1,000 AP Teemo in action!!"
Just then, a global message appeared above Immortal Demon Canyon:
[Guo Tianyin: Cowards! Banning our soul-bound champions every game—what’s the point? You dare to face us in a real fight!?]
"Such a transparent trick. Did they really think the Lingxiao Sect would fall for—"
Before Zhong Yi could finish, another message flashed across the sky:
[Bai Mu: Fine. Let’s do... a blind pick.]
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
