The master leads the way, but the cultivation depends on the individual.
This was indeed the case. Because with the synchronized training method given by Number One, if the disciple was not at Morning Star's level of talent, it was impossible for him to find his way to break through the bottleneck in such a short training match.
Also —
After taking a small step forward, how to continue to improve was actually entirely up to Morning Star alone. No one else could give him any more help.
But …
It was enough.
How many people were stuck at the bottleneck of a realm, spending their entire professional life and still unable to move forward?
Not to mention reaching Morning Star's current realm. The difficulty of crossing the threshold from the half-step Yonkō (Four Emperors) to the highest realm of the Yonkō (Four Emperors) couldn't be described with words. Just look at the few existences standing at the top of the pyramid in the professional esports circle …
After so many years, there had been an endless stream of so-called geniuses and newcomers, but there had always been only four of the Four Emperors. The so-called "Four Emperors" level powerhouses that had recently appeared, in fact, those who knew the truth all knew in their hearts that they were just some old fellows from the previous generation who were almost rotting.
Therefore, to be able to play the role of a guide on Morning Star's path to breaking through the bottleneck, even if it was just a little help —
A certain someone's contribution was already as great as the heavens.
In fact, the entire server should be thanking a certain someone for his efforts, because it helped the server gain the support of a Yonkō who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the other top existences in the world.
Not to mention for the God Club …
As long as Morning Star broke through, someone would simply become a top-notch VIP that everyone in the club would practically worship.
At this time, the chief leader of the God Club also walked in front of Lin Feng. He grabbed Lin Feng's hand and shook it vigorously. His voice was full of excitement and sincere to the extreme.
"Little brother, thank you so much!"
"If you encounter any problems in the future, remember to look for our God!"
"This is your home!"
How could he say such words.
And the other members of the God Team didn't have the slightest objection on their faces. Instead, they were full of expressions of agreement.
"I see —"
Someone's eyes lit up.
Even if this was the gratitude and friendship of the strongest team in the country, it might not be of much use now, but when he brought his new team back to the professional esports circle and the professional arena, there would definitely be a lot of things that he could use Team God's help for. It would also save him a lot of trouble.
Moreover.
Dream on.
If they weren't careful and met Team God in the arena, and if they weren't in a good condition, wouldn't it be an easy win for them if Team God went easy on them?
"Brat, what are you thinking about?"
Noticing the rich and colorful expressions on a certain someone's face, Number One did not even need to think to guess that the person must have some devious thoughts in his mind. He cast a sideways glance at him.
"It's good enough to receive some gratitude. Letting you be a sparring partner is something you should have done in the first place. Don't tell me you want something else?"
"Have you rested enough? If you have, continue training."
"Time is of the essence."
…
Indeed.
Although the two training matches that had just ended were full of highlights and ups and downs, the amount of information contained in them was so much that most of the Team God members in the training room could not fully digest it.
Speaking of which, they had only fought two matches.
Only a third of the afternoon had passed.
There were still two-thirds left.
However, since he had already achieved such great results in training in such a short amount of time, wouldn't the remaining half of the afternoon's training schedule be able to improve the training results by the end of the evening?
The Team God members could not help but perk up when the thought flashed through their minds.
Lin Feng's fighting spirit was roused as well.
"Oh!"
"Come on!"
"The last match was considered practice. Next, Xing, let's try a solo mid laner!"
At this moment, a certain someone was also full of confidence. His and Morning Star's strength was already there. In addition, the first time they cooperated, they had achieved such a satisfactory result. Their teamwork would only be stronger in the future. Moreover, this mode was really interesting and challenging to play —
"Same?"
Number One looked at Lin Feng again and raised his eyebrows.
"You're thinking too much."
"This round, return to the group formation of the first match."
When such an order was given, a certain someone was instantly dumbfounded. "Huh?"
When he came back to his senses, Lin Feng immediately panicked.
"Hey, Senior! How can you do this! "
He had just accepted a disciple like Morning Star into the sect in front of his master. In the end, he hadn't even had enough of playing with Morning Star, and now Morning Star was on the opposite side of him?
Number One smiled faintly. "What? Are you afraid that your disciple will starve to death?"
Lin Feng shrunk his head and could not help but mutter, "I-It's true …"
It hadn't been easy to teach Morning Star. If it had been before the last mock competition, it wouldn't have been a problem for him to fight against Morning Star in his original state. But the current Morning Star …
He had already begun to find a new form.
This was very scary.
If someone were to fight against a half step Fourth Emperor with his current strength, he could barely suppress him to a certain extent.
But if he were to fight against an opponent who was only a little bit away from the Fourth Emperor realm and could even break through at any time, it would be completely unrealistic for him to gain any more advantages.
It was destined to be a more difficult and bitter battle than the first training match.
Number One smiled.
"That's the effect I want."
"Just nice, let Ah Xing experience this new form alone. It's not suitable for others to be his punching bag. You should continue to be his training partner."
At this moment, before Lin Feng could protest, Morning Star's fighting spirit rose again. He turned to look at someone and bowed slightly again.
"Then …"
"I'm counting on you!"
Lin Feng was caught off guard and accepted such a bow. He felt a headache coming on, but there was nothing he could do.
"Alright, alright … But you have to take it easy."
Three minutes later.
The third round of the training competition began again.
The surrounding God members, including a few coaches in the coaching team, could not help but raise their heads in anticipation. They wanted to see the specific training results of their Ah Xing after the previous training in the same mode.
And this time.
The result did not disappoint everyone in the training room.
Morning Star's blue team.
Duel.
Lin Feng's purple team.
In the end, the blue team won.
However, to everyone's surprise, the Blue Team's victory did not cause the atmosphere in the training room to erupt with cheers immediately. Instead, it fell into a long silence that made people wonder if time had stopped.
Because …
In this round of the match.
They fought for a full 48 minutes.
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