"To put it bluntly, it's just a few simple tricks."
Number One, who had been watching from the sidelines, spoke leisurely, as if he was explaining for the other big shots of KG Club beside him, who were equally shocked.
"It's hard to control the lane in the middle."
"But as long as you grasp the speed and rhythm of the opponent's push, or take the initiative to force the opponent to push the lane, and then calculate your normal attack and the rhythm of skill casting, leaving one or two long-range minions, you'll be able to slowly control the lane."
"That's what Fox did in the previous round."
Number Five, who was beside him, smiled and added,
"Yes."
"But this round is a card versus lane disaster. It'll be more difficult to control the lane and rhythm."
Number One nodded noncommittally.
"It's more difficult, but not by much."
He paused and glanced at the game on the computer screen in front of him. His gaze lingered on the Card Master in the blue team in the middle lane before he quickly looked away.
"Don't use the Q skill of the card carelessly."
"Then … don't be in a hurry to choose cards when you have the W skill activated. That's about it."
His words seemed to have broken through the fog.
At the same time, the team leader and head coach of KG Club, Tony, suddenly came to a realization. "Don't be in a hurry to choose cards?" "That's right!"
In most normal card matchups, the most common move for Card Master players to make was to choose cards with the W skill. They would draw a red card to push the lane or a blue card to recover their mana. If they wanted to keep their opponent, they would cut to a yellow card and use control.
Card players who were slightly good at the game and had played hundreds of matches would try their best to choose blue cards to ensure their endurance in the game.
But the experts who truly understood the essence of Card Master matchups …
They wouldn't choose cards easily.
All he had to do was activate his W skill, and the color of the card above his head would constantly jump between red, yellow, and blue. At the same time, he would rely on normal attacks to deal damage or harassment to deplete the opponent's HP. Yet, it was precisely these small details that allowed the opponent's mid laner to be cautious and not dare to act rashly.
You come up?
If you come up, I'll immediately get a yellow card. With a flick of my hand, I'll control the situation and follow up with a Q followed by a flat A.
On the other hand, if you don't dare to come up, you might lose one or two last hits. In the end, when I cut the blue card, I can continue to recover mana for free.
Only the trump card that was held in one's hand and never used was the real trump card.
Open a W and don't pick a card.
The flickering card colors above their heads exerted an invisible pressure on their opponents.
"Addisi and Morning Star … I think they did the same thing when they used their cards in the previous matches," the KG club leader blurted out as if he suddenly remembered something.
Tony nodded solemnly.
"Yes, it's like that!"
Number One chuckled. "That's right. At this level, the standard of the card is almost there. What's left is probably a more subtle difference."
"More subtle and specific differences?" The manager of KG Club was a little confused.
This time, there was no need for Number One to explain. Number Five had already taken over the conversation with a smile.
"Yes."
"It's the difference in individual strength."
…
Leaving aside the fact that Number Five's last sentence was being mulled over by the big shots of KG Club, once they figured out the meaning behind it, they would be shocked and in disbelief.
At this moment, the situation in the middle lane of Summoner's Canyon was still calm. However, the Ghoul on the purple side was already sweating profusely. It was almost suffocating from the invisible pressure.
It was unbearable.
All the moves he took the initiative to attack felt like they were hitting cotton. They were soft and completely ineffective. It was frustrating to the point of insanity.
More importantly, although he was clearly not in any danger, his mind was constantly warning him of danger. It made his scalp go numb, but he just couldn't figure out where this dangerous aura was coming from.
At the same time —
In front of the computer screen on the blue side, Lin Feng was still controlling his Card Master to methodically last hit Soldier A to develop.
52 hits.
53 hits.
54 hits.
Compared to the nervous and restless Demonic Ghost, a certain someone's state of mind was extremely calm. It was as if he was immersed in a certain constant rhythm. The images in his vision and his thoughts were as clear as day. Every single factor was firmly under his control.
Countless numbers and information flowed and intertwined in his mind, performing calculations that were accurate down to the single digit.
His control over the details.
His judgment.
And his ability to calculate.
If this ability was obtained by any other normal professional player, they would probably be wild with joy. This meant that their strength would directly rise to at least a whole new level, breaking through the bottleneck that had been shackling them for a long time.
But Lin Feng was calm and even at ease.
Because he had reached this realm before, he was incomparably familiar with it. In fact, at this moment, he had a clear understanding of it. In fact, this was the mark of advancing to the next watershed after reaching the level of Seven Kings, or even the peak of Seven Kings.
Thoroughly familiarizing himself with this ability and state, and making it his own.
In the end, he would derive the most suitable fighting style for himself.
That was the Four Kings.
The four strongest players in the professional esports circle all had their own unique styles. For example, Moon Empress, who was ranked last among the Four Emperors, was good at controlling the overall rhythm of the game, and his unparalleled gank ability was reflected in his unparalleled wandering and gank ability.
The third of the Four Kings, "Phoenix" Phoenix, could be said to be the best carry in the late game. No matter how big of a disadvantage he was at in the early game, he was still not a threat. As long as the rhythm did not completely collapse, he could still tenaciously complete the most magnificent and incredible turnaround in the mid and late game under the dumbfounded gazes of everyone.
The second of the Four Kings, "Autumn Emperor" Autumn, had the ability to control the overall situation even better than Moon. At the same time, his ability to analyze all data and information was almost comparable to that of a computer. With him in the bottom lane, it seemed that there would never be a situation where the bottom lane would collapse.
And the first of the Four Kings —
F- Han Shihao.
The leader of the Four Emperors, who had occupied the highest throne in the world of professional esports for almost every season, didn't seem to have a specific style that could be praised. But if one really wanted to summarize it, there was only one word that could describe it:
Invincible.
It was an evaluation that shocked everyone to the point of speechlessness.
It was as if he was arrogant to the extreme, but it was a reality that had been proven countless times.
At this moment, Lin Feng's face seemed to be covered by a few strands of fluffy hair. It was impossible to see his true expression, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking at this moment. But at this moment, the card master in the middle of the blue team lit up. He had risen to Level 6.
At the same time, in the blue team's live chat channel, a seemingly calm and casual voice sounded.
"Eleven."
"Come."
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