From the start of Season S3 to Season S4, you only had to ask a random gamer who the strongest mid in the country was, and almost everyone would give the answer without hesitation:
"Star King!"
"Morning Star!"
"Of course, it has to be Star King. Who else could it be?"
"Sigh, whatever Lightless Heart, it's not on the same level as Star King!"
Basically, the answer was the same.
Morning Star.
Team God's core ace mid captain.
The top mid in the national server.
The Seven Kings of the World.
A string of Glory titles followed after this ID name. For almost an entire season, this ID name was like a flag in the hearts of all League of Legends players on the Chinese server.
Even with "Addisi" Shi Hang's return to the LPL arena, even with "Circle God" Tian Tian killing his way into the ranks of the Seven Kings of the World, it still did not affect Morning Star's position and image in the hearts of the majority of the local server players.
But …
Behind the endless glory and halo, there was also a huge pressure that only the people involved could feel.
The top mid in the national server?
The Seven Kings of the World?
Indeed, such an honor would be enough to make anyone ecstatic, but for Morning Star, it wasn't enough.
This was because he had obtained such an honor way too long ago, and with the accumulation of time, when more and more people had greater hopes and expectations for him, he was forced to try again and again to break through.
But …
He failed again and again.
In the S Series World Finals, almost every time they encountered teams such as Europe's Legend team, North America's Season team, Korea's SSK team, or Fate team, the God- Hand of God team he led always lost more than they won.
Even …
Their winning rate never exceeded 30%.
Especially in his own mid lane, where he played against "Phoenix", "Moon", and "F" countless times, he was almost always at a disadvantage.
The only time he played at his peak was when he fought with "Moon", "Phoenix", "Moon", and "F". That round of "best-of-five" matches almost caused a stir in the entire national server. They felt that their Star King might finally enter the ranks of the "Four Kings".
But …
It was limited to that one time.
The Yonkō was not invincible.
Many people would use this sentence to comfort themselves or others, and the most common example was the BO5 match between Morning Stars and Moon. However, only the two people involved in the match knew the truth best.
Indeed, the Four Emperors were not invincible, but only the Four Emperors themselves could defeat the Four Emperors head-on.
Morning Star understood this a long time ago.
Moreover, he clearly felt that he was only one step away from the highest level of esports … No, he might even be only half a step away.
Half-step Fourth Emperor.
That was why he was able to forcefully stabilize the tempo and not fall into a disadvantageous position when facing a powerhouse at the level of one of the Four Emperors. In fact, there were even discussions in the circle that he might be the strongest of the Seven Kings.
However, the strongest Seven Kings were not the Four Emperors.
It wasn't that he didn't desperately want to break through to the next realm, and it wasn't that he didn't rack his brains to try to cross that damned threshold.
He did everything.
The effort and sweat he put in were no less than any of the most hardworking professional esports players.
Even his teammates in the club, including his partner and good friend, Huangxue Nightsong, were shocked and scared. They advised him not to work so hard. After all, he was already at such a high level.
However, to him, such a comfort was more like a ridicule from God.
This high level.
Yes.
The number one mid laner in the national server, one of the Seven Kings in the world.
If it was 99% of people, they should be satisfied. Why would they want more?
For Morning Star … there was only one reason.
Because.
He was unwilling.
…
Standing in the training room of the God Team Club, standing in front of Number One, his ears still echoed with the thunderous words thrown by the former. Morning Star's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't know when he clenched his fists so hard that blood almost came out.
Yes, he was unwilling.
His talent was stronger than most professional players. That was why he was able to break through the Seven Kings Realm effortlessly in his first year in the professional esports circle, which was as difficult as ascending to heaven for most people.
And his effort was no less than anyone else's. When many professional players chose to indulge in other temptations after becoming famous, which led to a decline in their performance, disappointing fans and even being expelled from the club, he was the only one who led the God Team steadily to stand on the throne of the strongest club in the country. He himself was the top mid player in the country for several seasons.
But …
When he could clearly see the threshold of the Four Emperors.
When he almost or even half a step over it.
The remaining half step …
But why couldn't he take it?
He studied the video of every top mid player in the world countless times, including passerby ranked videos. He watched it over and over again, analyzed, learned and deduced, and then tried to absorb and improve himself.
But it was useless.
Thus, a few seasons passed quietly. He still stood under the halo of being the best mid player on the national server, but he was still dispiritedly and gloomily blocked by the threshold of that realm.
Why?
Why!?
He also had times when he had an emotional breakdown. After all the other teammates in the club left, he locked himself in the dormitory room and cried hysterically. But when he calmed down and looked down at his hands, he could only uncontrollably feel a sense of dejection and despair from the bottom of his heart.
Perhaps, this was fate?
Some people couldn't play professionally in their entire lives. Some people could only play in the A-League for their entire lives. Some people could never break through the realm of world-class players.
And he.
Perhaps it was destined that he would never be able to cross the highest threshold for Esports players.
As he slowly began to accept this cruel reality, Morning Star also returned to his original calm and reserved self. In the eyes of all the fans, he was still the strongest Star Emperor in the country. In the eyes of the club members, he was the most stable and unbreakable backer. In the eyes of the opponents, he was the most troublesome and troublesome target.
Even he slowly began to feel a little relieved.
Seven Kings.
Perhaps this was already good enough.
People should be content, shouldn't they?
However, just as he had begun to use these thoughts to slowly comfort and hypnotize himself, and even to the point where he was gradually about to accept everything, he heard the calm and unhurried voice that was no less than a thunderclap.
"I don't want it at all …"
"Do you want to go up and take a look?"
So at this moment, Morning Star trembled all over. He didn't know when his eyes turned red. His eyes were almost glistening, but he held it back. His hoarse voice seemed to use all his strength to ask with difficulty,
"Senior … Can I really?"
Number One nodded slightly:
"Of course."
Outside the window, the afternoon sun was still bright.
And in the training room on the second floor of the entire GOD club's training base, perhaps the most shocking bomb in the past few years was dropped!
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