If it were a normal team coach, he or she might be able to reprimand his or her own team members mercilessly, but when his or her own team was about to make it to the finals, the players themselves were already under a lot of pressure.
Under such circumstances, even the coaches and team leaders who were usually disdainful would become amiable. Of course, they would continue to maintain the intensity of their training, but for the sake of the players' mentality, they would still choose to focus on encouragement.
At the very least, they could not be the first to make the players lose their fighting spirit and confidence.
However, at this moment at the dining table, whether it was number one or number three, their words did not seem to consider these factors at all. Every word that came out of their mouths was like the sharpest sword stabbing into the weakest of hearts.
Cruel.
Reality.
There was not the slightest bit of euphemism.
Even Lin Feng and Li Shiyi, who were next to them, were stunned when they heard this. They looked up at the two seniors in astonishment, so confused that they did not understand why the two seniors, who were chatting and laughing just a moment ago, would suddenly direct their spears at Shi Hang. They were so sharp and even mean.
Not to mention Coach Fu and Team Leader Sun of the Speed Water Club. At this moment, they were even more embarrassed and distressed. It was as if they wanted to squeeze out a smile and say something, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not find the words to smooth things over. Instead, it made their smiles even more stiff.
Because …
He wasn't trying to find fault with his words.
Instead, it was the most realistic reality. It was just that everyone in the Speed Water Club from top to bottom had selectively ignored it, or rather, avoided it.
In all fairness, it was true that Shi Hang was currently the second best mid laner in the Chinese server's professional eSports circle, second only to Morning Star. He was already the top LPL star player in the Chinese server. Even in the LPL region this spring and summer, his performance had always been able to guarantee that he could suppress the strength of the other major Chinese server teams' mid laners.
But don't forget …
That was just the LPL region.
In the upcoming S6 World Finals, each of the more than ten teams that could advance from their respective regions represented the top strength of their respective regions.
Almost every single player from each team was a superstar player at the pinnacle of the game.
Under the dazzling brilliance of the stars, Shi Hang's brilliance as the second mid on the national server was inevitably suppressed to the point of being overshadowed.
Perhaps due to historical reasons and other factors, in today's professional esports scene, compared to other top laners, junglers, and support players, there were more and more top players in the mid lane position.
Among the Four Emperors, there were three mid laners.
Among the Seven Kings, almost half of the top-notch experts in the middle unit were also ranked at the top.
These world-class mid-laners who were infinitely close to the legendary level would all appear on stage and compete in the S6 World Finals.
Coach Fu and Team Leader Sun, who knew Shi Hang's situation the best, could come to the same conclusion with heavy hearts. With Shi Hang's current strength, the chances of him winning were very small.
From another perspective, there were sixteen teams in the finals, and sixteen teams were mid laners.
With Shi Hang's standard, he could only be ranked at the bottom echelon.
And thinking about it a step deeper …
One would come to an even more depressing conclusion —
The strongest trump card of the Rapid Water Club was Shi Hang's mid. If even their strongest trump card could not beat the other teams' mid laners in the S6 World Finals, then the rest …
They would not have the ability to compete.
…
"If you're lucky in the draw for the first round of the finals and you're placed in a group full of weak wild card teams, then you might have a good chance of making it out of the first round."
At the dining table, Number One's voice was still ringing.
"However, if you're unlucky —"
"You'll encounter Korea's SSK, Fate, North America's Season, and Europe's Legend in the first round."
"I think it's going to be difficult."
Speaking up to this point was actually quite tactful.
But …
In fact, it was more than difficult.
In the first round of the world finals, the format was four out of every group would advance to two. The top two teams would advance to the next round of the top eight. To put it bluntly, if Rapid Water was placed in the same group as any of the teams mentioned by Number One, they would probably only be able to fight for second place in their group.
But if they were placed in the same group as two teams of this level …
Then the chances of advancing in the first round would be pushed to the lowest point.
One round of elimination.
Elimination.
It sounded so cruel that no one could accept it emotionally, but this was the cruelest reality.
"And if we encounter brother teams like KG and God in the group stages, it won't be a good thing —"
As if he was carelessly playing with the wine glass in his hand, Number Three added in a casual tone.
And this sentence made Team Leader Sun, Coach Fu, and the others even more depressed.
Indeed.
If they encountered the other two brother teams in their own LPL division and had to fight for a chance to advance in the group stage, then regardless of victory or defeat, it wouldn't be something to be happy about.
At the end of the day, the strength of the LPL club teams was still too weak.
They were so weak that they couldn't rely on their own strength to confidently sweep through the other divisions. They could only pin their hopes on the luck of the draw.
This kind of thing —
For these Chinese esports players who still had pride in their hearts, it was like a slap to the face, burning and painful.
But they couldn't resist or refute it. They could only grit their teeth and bear with it.
Their strength wasn't enough.
No matter what they said, it was useless.
…
"Really, there's still too little time."
At this moment, Number Five's voice rang out. Her beautiful face also had a hint of regret.
Just like what was mentioned before, even if they were the top legends of the previous generation's Chinese server and even the professional esports circle, they still weren't gods. It was impossible for them to raise the strength of the members of the LPL teams to a new level in such a short period of time.
If they had a year.
No.
Even if it was only half a year, three months, if they put in all their effort to guide them, the results would be far better than what they were now.
But the problem now was that they only had half a month.
Even if half a month had passed, there was less than a week left.
When all the objective factors in the surroundings had been restricted to such an extent, even people as strong as No.1, No.3, and No.5 couldn't easily say that they could forcefully change something with just the few of them.
There was only so much they could do.
Team Leader Sun and Coach Fu's expressions also changed for a while. In the end, they felt relieved and shook their heads with a sigh.
"We understand what you mean, coaches."
"Maybe, we really shouldn't ask for more —"
"We've all done our best. At least for us, we should have a clear conscience."
Coach Fu was a little melancholic as he gulped down the beer in his cup.
His tone was disappointed and sad, "The rest …"
"Actually, we can only do our best and leave it to fate."
At this moment, the atmosphere became oppressive and heavy again. Even Lin Feng, who was the happiest, lowered his head and held his chopsticks to poke at the mutton in his bowl without saying a word.
But the next moment —
A voice suddenly rang out.
"No."
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