Chapter 103

Every skilled and pro player on the Kandila leaderboard was itching for a chance to take her down, Poy included. The adrenaline rush had his biceps pumping.

Shermaine wondered what he was so worked up about. “I haven’t played much lately, I’m rusty,” she said casually.

For once, Roy was uncharacteristically serious, “I won’t hold back,” he declared.

Shermaine smiled, “No need.” She was indeed a bit rusty, but her skills were still more than enough for a solo.

When it came to Heroic Epic solo matches, there were three specific rules.

Rule One followed a First Blood or First Tower format. It was a mid-lane solo match. If a player secured First Blood, destroyed the first tower, or reached 100 CS, they won. Players couldn’t gain experience from side lane minions. They could enter the jungle but couldn’t kill jungle monsters. During the ban phase, each player banned three champions from the opponent.

Rule Two followed a Three Kills or Two Towers format. Players weren’t allowed to use runes, masteries, Heal, Clarity, or Revive. They couldn’t go to side lanes or jungle, or it was considered an automatic loss. The win condition was either killing the opponent three times or destroying two towers.

Rule Three followed a Nexus format. Players couldn’t use runes or masteries. They used the same champion in a single lane only. Jungle and other two lanes were off limits. There were no item restrictions. Level one bush camping wasn’t allowed, and victory was achieved by destroying the opponent’s Nexus.

Eventually, they both agreed on Rule Two.

During champion selection, Roy skipped his top five solo champions, even though his Raven was undefeated, and he never doubted his strength with her. Though some champions were top-tier picks, he deliberately passed on them. Taking Milady’s formidable skill into account, he locked in Lebron for this duel.

Milady, on the other hand, locked in Timothy.

Timothy was notoriously weak in team fights, but in a solo match? Nobody knew how that would play out.

In all his solo matches, Roy had never seen anyone pick Timothy; it was always Lee San, Ajars, or occasionally some niche signature champions, but never Timothy.

Milady surely had her style, always breaking the mold even when playing games.

The game was on.

He wouldn’t go easy on her.

“Milady, I’m recording this,” Roy announced excitedly. Once the match ended, he’d post the video online. His long-awaited chance to challenge King was finally here. This would prove once and for all that he was the better player, and all those haters could finally eat their words.

“Go ahead,” Shermaine said indifferently.

However, the moment the duel began, it was clear Milady didn’t need his mercy at all. Laning against Timothy was absolute misery for Roy.

As a pro jungler, he used to delete enemy Timothys with a single combo and walk away clean. Since when had he ever been this humiliated?

It turned out there was no weak champion. Only the players made a difference.

Shrooms were everywhere, and he only had one control ward left. To make matters worse, Timothy’s skill–Blinding Dart–was giving him trouble. The worst part was that Milady landed every single shot without missing a beat.

Now, Roy regretted picking Lebron. If he had gone with Lee San, there was no way he would’ve gotten stomped so hard.

Barely three minutes in, Shermaine got the first blood.

After that, Roy decided to play it safe. He stuck to farming under his turret, avoiding any risky moves. ‘Better wait until I scale up,’ he thought.

Yet, even so, Roy was completely helpless against Timothy. In just about ten minutes, he got triple-killed and lost the solo match.

It was unbelievable.

The world’s number one jungler, the undefeated king of solo duels, just got absolutely stomped by Milady’s Timothy.

Roy was drowning in disbelief, mixed with a bit of stubborn refusal to accept it.

Henry immediately clapped enthusiastically. “Bravo! Absolutely brilliant! Milady, you’re just too damn good!”

A faint smile touched Joshua’s lips as he took in Roy’s defeated look and Shermaine’s obvious enjoyment.

Roy protested, “No way! Timothy is such a cheesy champ!”

Shermaine replied coolly, “Then let’s go another round.” Sure, Roy might be the best jungler and no slouch in solo matches, but no matter how skilled he was, she could still wipe the floor with him.

They went for a rematch. This time, Shermaine picked Tristana, while Roy stubbornly stuck with LeBron.

He was hellbent on redemption, determined.

‘I only lost last time because of that damn Timothy and Milady’s insane skills. Nothing wrong with my gameplay!’ he fumed to himself.

Roy, fired up for a comeback, declared, “Milady, this time, I’ll definitely take you down!”

Shermaine flashed a sly smile. “Since you love getting schooled so much, let me help you out.”

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