Before Number One spoke, almost everyone in the GOD Club's training room had never heard of the concept of "homology". They did not know the specific meaning behind it.
Even after No.1 mentioned the training technique of "Synchronization", he didn't waste any more time explaining to everyone. Instead, he simply ordered for a new round of training matches to be held.
"The players from Team One, don't go down."
"Team Two, mid laner, come up."
"Yes, get a substitute support to replace Team Two's support."
After a series of seemingly messy but deliberate adjustments, the lineups of both sides for the new training match seemed to gradually become clear.
On the blue side, aside from Morning Star, the four main players from Team One remained on the field. The mid laner from Team Two would be the mid laner.
On the purple side, the top laner and ADC were still members of Team Two. The jungler was still Li Shiyi. The support position was changed to a substitute from God Club.
From the looks of it, there did not seem to be much of a problem.
The only difference was that the purple side's lineups seemed to have been slightly weakened and the standard of their support was slightly worse. At the same time, the blue side's mid laner was changed from Morning Star, the ace of the Seven Kings, to a member of Team Two.
Therefore, there was not much of a difference.
However, the real key was the last remaining mid laner on the purple side.
Everyone's eyes swept over Lin Feng and Morning Star. In the end, they all stopped at Number One's face. Everyone's eyes were filled with doubt and curiosity. They did not know how the last mid laner would be arranged, what was the purpose of this arrangement, and what did it have to do with the so-called "homology".
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Number One's expression remained calm and composed.
He said, "Purple mid laner."
"Ah Xing."
"Little Feng."
When the first name was mentioned, Morning Star had already taken a step forward subconsciously. However, when he heard the last half of the sentence, he froze on the spot.
W-what did he mean?
Not only did Morning Star fail to react, but the other players in the training room, including the leader and the coaches in the coaching team, were also stunned for a moment.
There was silence in the training room.
Many people blinked their eyes and stared at Number One in a daze.
What …
Who was the purple mid laner?
What was the meaning of saying two names in a row?
After a long while, the chief leader of the GOD club couldn't help but say cautiously, "Coach Number One, you must be mistaken … There's only one mid left on the purple side. You just said two names."
Everyone else nodded their heads in unison. Right, right, right. So who should take the purple center position?
Number One's expression was still as calm as ever.
"Oh?"
"There's no mistake."
"The purple team's mid laner … it's those two."
As soon as he said that.
Everyone was shocked.
Even the members of God who were sitting in front of the computer screens, including Team One's Wildsnow Nightsong and a few other main players, were dumbfounded. What the f * ck was this? Two players against a single mid? Was this even possible?
Even Lin Feng, who had always been imaginative and imaginative, couldn't help but stare at Number One in shock.
"Senior … Do you want to take my temperature or something …"
Number One squinted. "What are you doing? I don't have a fever."
Lin Feng strongly objected. "But how are two players supposed to play!"
As if he couldn't be bothered to continue talking nonsense with someone, Number One raised his chin at his beautiful fiancée. "Xiao Wu, tell him."
Number Five stood up and explained with a smile.
"We can play."
"You two, one is in charge of the keyboard, the other the mouse."
…
Whoosh —
Pulling over another chair, Lin Feng and Morning Star sat side by side in front of the computer screen in the middle of the field on the purple team's side.
One held the mouse.
The other placed his left hand on the keyboard.
And then …
They looked at each other.
They both felt a wave of discomfort.
It wasn't just the two of them who felt uncomfortable. Everyone else in the training room felt extremely uncomfortable.
What was going on?
Even though they were dubious about the concept of "synchronized" training method that Number One had just proposed, now that they thought about it carefully, everyone felt a little dizzy and painful. One position, two players, one hero, two players … How could this kind of training method work?
Even if they didn't consider whether this training method could achieve the desired effect, just whether it could be carried out was a huge problem.
Originally, when players worked together as teammates, there was always the problem of lacking tacit understanding. Now, if two players were to operate the same hero at the same time, it would be impossible for them to understand each other. You have your own ideas, and I have my own plans. One wants to go east, and the other wants to fight west. No matter what, it was not easy to coordinate.
"Even the last hit is going to be a problem, right?"
A member of Team God couldn't help but grumble.
Another voice immediately echoed from the side.
"Isn't that right? Something's definitely going to go wrong if they go up against each other."
Even the last hit might be a problem, not to mention solo-killing in the lane. When you wanted to go up, your partner might not want to go up. Even if the mouse controlled hero moved forward, the skill casting speed would be a beat slower, and it would still be useless.
If this "Synchronize" mode was used to fight against Bronze ranked players, it might work. But now, the opponents that Number One had arranged for a certain someone and Morning Star to fight …
It was the mid laner of Team God's second team.
Even if it was a second team, it was still a genuine professional player. Their individual skill was at least above the Master tier, or even King tier.
This kind of opponent …
If it were Morning Star or Lin Feng going up alone, they could find an opportunity to kill him in one fell swoop.
But now, there were two of them.
"1 + 1. Isn't this even less than 1?!"
For a moment, countless people in God's training room had this thought.
… …
A new training match was about to begin. Number One, who was standing on the purple team, still looked relaxed and casual. He looked at Lin Feng and Morning Star, who looked uncomfortable and awkward, and smiled.
"You just need to get used to it.
"This kind of thing … It's definitely going to feel awkward the first time. But if you really get used to it, it'll be a great help to any one of you."
Lin Feng couldn't help but smirk.
"Senior, it's easy for you to say that. It'd be strange if anyone could take this kind of crazy training method …"
At the side, Morning Star could not help but subconsciously nod in agreement. This kind of training mode was extremely difficult. It could almost only exist in theory. Who could actually complete it in reality?
Number One raised an eyebrow.
"Of course."
Lin Feng didn't believe him. "Who?"
Number One shrugged. "Me and your sister Xiao Wu. We're the mid and support. We've practiced this for every position."
Number Five added with a smile, "Yeah.
It's actually not that hard. "
Lin Feng: "…"
Morning Star: "…"
What else could they say? The legendary and epic Golden Couple from the previous generation had come forward to speak for them. As juniors, they could only pinch their noses and accept reality helplessly while eating dog food.
"Synchronized, huh …" Lin Feng took a deep breath and turned to look at his "mid laner." He raised an eyebrow. "Let's do it?"
Morning Star's expression was also stern and cold at this moment.
"Okay!"
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