This afternoon, it seemed as though the mood of the entire God Squad was destined to be thrown into a rollercoaster ride by Number One's words.
The first second.
The whole room was silent. Everyone held their breath, nervously and expectantly waiting for Number One to give a definitive answer.
The next second.
Number One changed the topic. His gaze and the spearhead of his words were directed to a certain someone who was standing at the side watching the show. Therefore, when Number One's last words fell, everyone in the entire God training room, including the team leader, the coaching group, and even Morning Star himself, felt a roar in their heads as they fell into a complete blank.
There was only one word left in their minds.
"Huh?"
Lin Feng, who was standing next to Number Five and Li Shiyi, originally prepared to watch the show, blinked dumbly. When he saw Number One's gaze on him, he subconsciously pointed at himself.
"Me?"
His tone was filled with innocence and confusion.
The next moment, the members of Team God were in an uproar. What was going on? What did Senior Number One mean? The key to their Brother Xing's breakthrough to the Yonkō level actually rested on this temporary mid laner who was their sparring partner?
It wasn't that they despised or looked down on someone. In the match that had just ended, they had indeed witnessed Yasuo's valiant strength that shocked the entire audience. If someone said that someone's strength level was almost the same as Morning Star's, they might believe it, but if someone said that the former could guide Morning Star to break through from the Seven Kings to the Four Emperors Realm …
Cough.
Even Li Shiyi, who was once Lin Feng's closest friend, couldn't believe it. He stared at Lin Feng with wide eyes.
"Lin, Lin Feng?"
If you had this ability, it would be no different from turning stone into gold. We've known each other for so many years, why didn't you tell us such a secret?
Lin Feng had an innocent look on his face.
"I, I, I didn't know!"
If he had this ability, why would he need to ask Senior and Sister Xiao Wu to help Eleven with recovery training? He could easily turn Eleven, TangTang, Ah Zeng and the others into the Four Emperors. He could easily crush all the top teams in the world and be the world champion for the rest of his life.
At this moment, the coaches and leaders of Team God were a little dumbfounded.
"Number, Number One, what … do you mean?"
"This is a serious matter. It's not a joke."
Number One, on the other hand, shook his head as if he was unwilling to explain further. He turned his gaze to Morning Star again and smiled.
"You've already played one round."
"What do you think of your mid lane opponent?"
It seemed to be another casual question.
But Morning Star was slightly taken aback, and then subconsciously began to carefully recall every detail of his fight with Yasuo. His expression gradually became solemn. In the end, he raised his head and gave Lin Feng a deep look, then turned to Number One and said seriously, "I'm not sure if I can defeat Yasuo.
"I am not as good as him."
Four words.
There was another clap of thunder.
The surrounding members of God, including the leader and coaching team, were once again dumbfounded.
Even though they had changed their view of a certain person's mid laner strength time and time again, and even gave him a high evaluation in the end, they were still shocked when they heard these words from Morning Star's mouth.
The number one mid in the national server actually admitted that he was not as good as someone else in the mid lane position?
And with Morning Star's temperament, every word and sentence he said was definitely carefully thought out, and only sought objective facts. He would not easily boast.
In other words …
Everyone began to look at a certain person who still had an innocent and wronged expression on his face, as if they had seen a ghost —
This kid.
What the f * ck, he's the new strongest mid in the national server!?
…
In response to Morning Star's shocking evaluation, Number One nodded slightly as if he was not the least bit surprised.
"Mm."
He had already confirmed Morning Star's evaluation in a casual manner. Then he continued leisurely:
"In terms of strength.
"Actually, the current Lin Feng may not be much stronger than you.
"But there are some things … you are indeed not as good as him."
He paused, his gaze once again falling on Morning Star's face meaningfully. "Do you know what it is?"
Morning Star was silent for a long time, as if he had thought about it carefully, then slowly said in a deep voice:
"Determination and courage."
Yes.
Even if Morning Star had not been reminded of this by Number Five's words as the person in the game, at that moment, he was already able to separate himself from his previous state and make the most calm and objective analysis and evaluation. In the match just now, his mid laner swordsman and someone else's mid laner Yasuo might not be able to determine who was better in terms of their individual skills, but it was the crucial battle in the purple upper half of the jungle at the end …
His desire for stability and retreat lost to a certain mid laner Yasuo's bold determination and courage.
Number One listened and nodded slightly.
"Yes."
"And the word 'courage' can actually be changed to 'daring'."
Morning Star's body trembled slightly. He lowered his head and remained silent.
"Just now, Xiao Wu already said that this is a problem that exists when the entire God Team acts as a whole. But now, I'm talking about what you lack the most as a mid laner."
Number One calmly and casually added on:
"You can think about it however you want.
"Just like the Yonkō (Four Emperors) of your new generation, no matter which one of them, no matter what playstyle, they will never lack the courage to make the boldest decisions at crucial moments.
"But you're different.
"Where you're weaker than them is that although you've extended your playstyle to the extreme, you still haven't been able to break free from your own style. Instead, you're trapped in the prison created by your own playstyle —"
"Seeking stability?"
"Constantly seeking stability will only slowly grind down your confidence and fighting spirit."
"If you want to break through, first …"
"Break through from your own playstyle first."
First …
Break through from your own playstyle.
Number One's words were no less than an epiphany. It made Morning Star's entire body tremble so fiercely that his scalp felt like it was about to explode. There was a roar in his head, but it was also like a snow-white bolt of lightning piercing through his brain. It seemed that he could finally see the light of hope to solve the problem that had troubled him for so many years.
Beside him, many of the God members nodded subconsciously as they listened, revealing a look of enlightenment.
But the club leaders and the coaching team couldn't help but frown slightly.
Logic …
That was indeed the logic.
Perhaps Number One had indeed hit the nail on the head and pointed out a clear path for Morning Star to break through, but the problem was, what should he actually do next?
Break through his own playstyle?
It sounded like a solution, but in reality, it was incomparably unfathomable. To put it bluntly, any top professional player had already completely integrated with their playstyle. How could it be that easy to "break through" their playstyle?
As if sensing the doubts in the hearts of many of the God club members, Number One smiled and said:
"That's why I said.
You'll need this kid's help for this. "
She turned around and looked at Lin Feng.
This time, a certain someone couldn't wait to jump up. "Hey, hey, senior, don't dig a hole for me! This kind of thing … how would I know how to help!? "
Then he noticed that Morning Star was subconsciously looking at him with a hopeful gaze. Lin Feng waved his hands and hurriedly tried to turn the big hole away. "Don't, don't, don't look at me like that. I really don't know!"
Number One smiled.
"It's fine if you don't know."
"It's fine as long as I know."
As he spoke, his gaze swept across the puzzled faces of the people in the training room. The corners of his mouth curved slightly.
"You guys might not be familiar with it, but there is a training technique …"
"It's called 'Homology'."
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