Nian Thirteen immediately shut up. He did not even have a word to refute. He could only admit his defeat and accept it wholeheartedly.
Indeed, although Nian Thirteen was the captain of the Taiwanese Assassins, one of the Seven Kings, and one of the two Wild Kings in the world, his qualifications, strength, and achievements were nothing compared to the seniors Lin Feng referred to as Number One and Number Three.
They were true legends in the esports circle, the kind that would be recorded in the history of esports. Even though they had retired for many years, their legends still lingered in the game. The old people of the previous generation still talked about their names with great relish, and it was enough to make future generations yearn for them.
Even though he could not compare to those legendary seniors, he was more than enough to teach someone a lesson at the moment.
Nian Thirteen did not hold back at all throughout the night. Since he had taken over the coach's job at the last minute, he did not treat himself as an outsider and reprimanded Dou Zi in all sorts of ways. Anyway, he did not waste a single minute. He could even spit on Dou Zi's face through the live chat channel.
"Don't you know how to counter-attack first?"
"Why are you rushing to the top lane to catch him after you're done? Do you think you can kill Kenan just because he has Blink in his hand? You ran for nothing and even let your top laner follow you. You wasted a wave of minions. Don't you know how to counter-attack with a Rock Golem on the other side? "
"You're really going to do it just because I asked you to? Can't you go to the bottom lane and continue to farm when there's no more minions in the top lane? Why don't you make use of the bottom lane's minions when they're so good? "
"Hey, idiot! After this round, get the hell out of here and play anywhere. Let me show you what I'm capable of! "
He did not hold back at all. He could make Dou Zi, the president of the Financial Esports Association, blush so much that he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to hide in.
If it were someone else who spoke so harshly and viciously, Dou Zi would probably have lost his temper long ago.
However, he had no choice but to accept it tonight. He pricked up his ears and carefully memorized every word, fearing that he would forget it.
This was the guru Nian Thirteen!
How many people begged for this kind of opportunity? The Thirteen Great Gods were giving him special treatment!
The temporary master and disciple duo taught each other willingly. As for Lin Feng, he minded his own business and randomly picked a mid or ad-carry position to play. Of course, he had to be careful not to use too much strength. Otherwise, the opponent would probably surrender in less than twenty minutes.
When it was Nian Thirteen's turn to personally teach, Lin Feng randomly chose a neutral position. He used Dragon King and Nian Thirteen as Widow Jungler.
The two of them didn't seem to have any intention of cooperating with each other in the early stages of the game. They each played their own game and ignored each other.
This was normal. It would be too much of a bully if the two of them cooperated with each other.
Even so, 15 minutes later, Nian Thirteen's Widow jungler had completely destroyed the opponent's top and bottom lanes. Even the opposite jungler's jungle had become his pig farm.
As for the middle lane …
With Nian Thirteen's jungler, someone's mid lane Dragon King did not have to worry about roaming. He had easily killed the opponent's mid lane Carter four times, and his minions were almost at the opponent's high ground in the middle lane.
Then came a wave of small dragons.
Dragon King's Quadruple Kill.
The last kill was taken by Nian Thirteen's Widow Jungler. Lin Feng protested, "Hey, you can't even let me have this kill?"
Nian Thirteen said proudly, "Of course. How can I let you have fun with a Quadruple Kill?"
Nian Thirteen paused, then curled his lips and commented, "But you seem to be in better condition than before.
"But you seem to be in a better state than before. You must be cheating … You're recovering so fast."
There was a grumble in his voice, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
Although it was just an ordinary random game ranking match, Nian Thirteen's sharp eyes and his understanding of Lin Feng allowed him to keenly sense Lin Feng's current state of recovery and improvement.
In fact, he had said this many times in the past few months. He was envious of Lin Feng's speed of recovery. He knew very well that Lin Feng was now rushing toward the threshold of the Yonkō (Four Emperors). Compared to others, this threshold would not be an obstacle at all. It was only a matter of time.
Lin Feng smiled. "Well, I feel good recently."
Nian Thirteen curled his lips. He couldn't bear to see Lin Feng boasting in front of him, so he said disdainfully, "You can only bully these random players right now. If you were to go against Phoenix and Moon, how much chance do you have of winning?"
Lin Feng was very calm. "If we're talking about matchmaking, I have a 50% chance of winning."
Nian Thirteen's words made him choke again.
That was true.
Lin Feng's strongest point back in the day was his almost heaven-defying mechanical skills. From season 1 to season 6, aside from Han Shihao, who was the head of the Yonkō (Four Emperors), and Crow, who was the strongest player in Europe in the previous generation, the other two Yonkō (Four Emperors) mid laners might not have an advantage over Lin Feng in terms of mechanical skills.
The two chatted and bickered. Dou Zi, who was next to them, looked like she was listening to a fairy tale. She couldn't get a word in. She had just zoned out for a while when Nian Thirteen scolded her again.
"Hey, where is he?"
"Spacing out? Can't you pay more attention? Watch and learn! "
… …
Dou Zi left the internet cafe alone after a whole night of training. He was still dizzy and wobbly when he left. The intensity of the night's training was too high. Even if he worked hard, he wouldn't be able to digest everything Nian Shisan taught him in such a short time. He probably wouldn't be able to sleep well in his dorm tonight.
But it was also a happy worry.
Lin Feng wasn't in a hurry to leave. He was still chatting with Nian Thirteen in the voice chat.
"So that Bean doesn't know who you used to be?"
"Oh, right. I've been too busy lately to talk about it."
"Tsk tsk tsk, that's interesting. He'll probably be shocked when he finds out who you are. Hahaha —" Nian Thirteen laughed gloatingly.
Lin Feng shook his head and asked, "What do you think of Bean after watching tonight?"
"He's alright. If he trains a little more, he'll be able to become a professional player." Nian Thirteen pursed his lips. He would not easily give a high evaluation. "But, about Eleven, do you have any ideas?"
The S6 World Championship was just around the corner. As the captain of the Assassins, Nian Thirteen should be focusing all his energy on preparing for the tournament. Yet, he had been dragged here by Lin Feng to be his temporary training partner for free. A big part of the reason was that he was still thinking about Li Shiyi.
Lin Feng was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
"No."
"That's true. I don't have any ideas anyway." Nian Thirteen sighed. He suddenly thought of something. "But is it true that the seniors you mentioned are coming back to China?"
Lin Feng nodded in agreement.
Nian Thirteen perked up. "That's great! If I wasn't in Taiwan, I would've gone to Shanghai to pay a visit to those seniors … And when those seniors come back, Eleven should be able to give some advice on this matter. "
Lin Feng nodded. Indeed, this was what he was looking forward to the most.
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