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Observing Tommy's sly smile, Wei Dong knew that this showdown was anything but simple. As the chief examiner Randall announced the time to choose heroes, Tommy was the first to make a selection.
Examiner Randall had a serious expression as he watched the candidates begin to choose their roles on the simulation field. Then, a green light appeared, indicating that Tommy had chosen Karma.
"Karma, always trust your spirit!" Tommy proudly announced, and the image of Karma immediately appeared in the sky.
"Karma," Randall couldn't help but mutter.
Karma is a quite versatile character. She not only has outstanding burst ability, but also has control skills, able to slow down enemies and cause burst damage with her "Soulflare." And that's not all, her "Defiance" can quickly restore her health. What's even more troublesome is her "Inspire," which not only can shield a teammate, but also provide a certain movement speed bonus. For one-on-one combat, this almost covers all the necessary aspects: burst, control, healing, shielding, and movement speed.
Immediately, the candidates below the exam hall began to discuss discontentedly.
"Choosing Karma? That's just too unfair!"
"It's obvious that they want to win this exam by any means necessary!"
"How can someone like this become a Summoner?"
Tommy smiled arrogantly at them, completely unconcerned with the surrounding discontent. He chose this character obviously to win by the most effective means, not by winning people's hearts.
Randall and Arya locked eyes, both understanding that this match would be full of controversy. But perhaps, this is exactly what they wanted to see - a game that doesn't follow the rules, filled with variables and tactical showdowns.
God Tone glanced at Wei Dong, and the two brothers' eyes met. No matter what character Tommy chooses, they have their own way of playing. After all, in this world, it's not just about choosing the right heroes, but more importantly, how to use them.
Wei Dong stood in front of the hero selection screen, and the examinees below had already begun to express some displeasure with him. He heard Tommy say in a disdainful tone, "Are you still choosing? Are you scared?"
Wei Dong smirked slyly, his eyes flashing a hint of provocation. He turned to Sai Yi and said, "You chose the steel and iron old woman Karma to deal with me, so I'll choose a little boy who pees, and he'll pee on your head."
As soon as the voice fell, Wei Dong suddenly pressed the selection key, and Xerath's image appeared on the screen. He imitated Xerath's selection voice, his voice full of arrogance and freedom: "I will be free!"
The whole room fell silent, followed by a burst of discussion and laughter. Tommy's face darkened, but he didn't say anything.
"Bro, what are you doing?" God Tone asked, puzzled, standing on the side.
Wei Dong laughed somewhat arrogantly, "I've chosen Xerath as my summoner champion. His long-range firepower and spell burst ability are the perfect choice for me. Here, I'm going to use him to crush all opponents!"
The candidates below began to discuss.
"Xerath, huh? That guy's Q skill and the combo with Skill E are really terrifying."
"Not only that, his long-range firepower is his biggest advantage. Once you're hit, there's no escaping."
"Yeah, he's a typical mage character. His skills can deal a lot of damage to enemies from a distance."
"Is he being too arrogant by choosing this character? After all, we have Chief examiner Randall and deputy examiner Arya watching over here."
Hearing the discussion below, Wei Dong secretly felt proud. He was ready to surprise everyone with Xerath, especially the arrogant Sai Yi.
"Okay, the game is about to begin," Wei Dong said loudly to God Tone. "Get ready, I will let everyone know who we are, brothers!"
God Tone looked at his brother's back and felt a warm feeling rising in his heart. He knew that his brother's confidence was never unfounded, but built on real strength and countless challenges.
The game is about to begin, Wei Dong clenched his fist, feeling the boiling blood inside him. He must win this match.
When Wei Dong and Tommy respectively chose their champions - Xerath and Karma - a burst of magical light instantly transported them to the battlefield of Summoner's Rift. They both appeared almost simultaneously in the middle lane, staring intensely at each other, each nervously calculating their next move.
Wei Dong controlled Xerath, standing in front of the approaching minion wave. He gathered magical energy in his hands, shaking them wildly, prompting Xerath to perform a series of provocative gestures. Xerath raised his hands, spun around, and then revealed a smug and mocking smile. Wei Dong was completely intoxicated by his own performance, as if he had already envisioned a glorious victory in his mind.
Seeing Wei Dong so arrogant, Tommy felt a spark of inspiration, believing this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He immediately focused on controlling Karma and quickly pressed the button for her Q ability. Karma's palm instantly gathered a sphere of magical energy and shot toward Xerath at an astonishing speed.
However, Wei Dong was not one to boast. He saw the skill launched by Karma and immediately reacted. He skillfully maneuvered Xerath, effortlessly dodging the attack, causing Karma's Q skill to merely graze his side.
"Ha, is this all you've got?" Wei Dong said in an extremely mocking tone, while controlling Xerath to make a provocative expression.
Wei Dong knew that this was the best opportunity for his counterattack. He immediately shifted his attack target to Karma, controlled by Tommy, and unleashed a series of basic attacks like cannon fire towards her. At that moment, he quickly manipulated his magic and cast Skill E. Xerath's hands instantly emitted a dazzling orb of light, which accurately struck Karma.
Hit by the orb of light, Karma immediately fell into a brief state of dizziness, unable to retaliate. Seizing this chance, Wei Dong unhesitatingly continued to use Xerath for kiting attacks—one hit, two hits, three hits... Each strike was like a sharp blade, deeply cutting into Tommy's heart.
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