Yes.
The analysis of the coach from God's coaching team was not wrong at all.
For most of the spectating Team God players, they felt that the purple team should have made a move on the high ground at the top lane. Otherwise, even if the blue team had the dragon buff, they would not have been able to take down the high ground without losing a single soldier.
It was too vexing to watch.
Of course, this was only because they were standing outside the arena, spectators, and not personally participating in this training match.
They could not lose the high ground so easily.
They should not let the opponent take advantage of them so easily.
The purple team naturally understood this reasoning, especially Lin Feng and Morning Star. With their individual skill and the spirit of a top-tier pro player, as long as there was even the slightest chance of winning, they wouldn't easily give up.
But the problem was —
They really did not find any opportunity to make a move on the top lane.
If the spectators from Team God were in their place, they might not have been able to hold back and chosen to make a move. However, the result would have been the complete collapse of the purple team due to a rash move. They might even have been swept away by the other team in one go.
It sounded very unrealistic.
But that was the truth.
Only when one's strength had reached the level of Lin Feng and Morning Morning Star could one feel the invisible pressure emanating from the blue team's adc's big mouth.
That was really quite sensational.
He actually didn't rely on any other maneuvers. He just relied on his silent positioning to forcefully suppress the two mid-laners who stood at the top of the pyramid in the Esports circle, making them unable to attack.
But …
That was all there was to it.
Giving up one of the highlands was already the limit of what the purple army could tolerate. If they continued to let their opponents take another highland without shedding any blood, the purple army would lose all hope of turning the tables after losing two highlands in a row.
In a professional match, losing two high ground routes was more or less the same as losing the match.
In this match, even if the purple team could still hold on after losing two high ground, the pace of the match would inevitably be dragged into the late game. Then when that time came …
No one would be able to stop the adc's big mouth.
So when that time came, they would still lose.
Since that was the case.
He might as well give it his all.
"Why do we lose every time? We can't even start the team battle before we're taken away. That's just too vexing." Lin Feng rubbed his face.
Morning Star had a solemn expression on his face as he nodded slowly.
"Next wave …"
"Let's fight!"
In fact, if it had been before today, with his usual playstyle and philosophy, he might really have been suppressed by the blue team until the end, unable to organize a final wave of counterattack. But it was different now. The pride and hot-bloodedness that belonged to a top powerhouse in his heart had been reignited and ignited, just like a wildfire burning on the grasslands that could never be extinguished.
He could lose.
However, he had to fight till the end.
When he sensed the determination in his partner's voice, Lin Feng tilted his head slightly to look at Morning Star and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Do something?"
Morning Star sucked in a deep breath, and the flames in his eyes suddenly burned.
"Come!"
…
After pushing the high ground in the top lane, the blue team chose to return to the city in a rather steady manner. They were ready to replenish their condition and update their equipment again. Then, they were ready to launch the next wave or the last crucial wave of advancement from the middle lane or bottom lane.
At the same time —
Although they had lost the high ground in the middle lane, the purple team did not seem to panic too much. Instead, they were extremely calm. One by one, real and fake eyes were sent out. Some were responsible for taking over, while others went home to update their equipment. It was as if a faint and solemn aura was slowly spreading out from the purple team.
Everything.
Of course, it was because their soul core, the Temptress Lefran, was still there.
She still had the same amazing battle results.
She still had a powerful trump card.
"No matter what kind of rhythm and situation they are in, they are still calm, and even able to pull together an even more exuberant fighting spirit and fighting spirit —"
"These two kids have passed the test in terms of the spirit and willpower of a top professional player."
Off the field, Number One nodded slightly. There was satisfaction and admiration on his face.
To him, the outcome of this training match was actually not important. Even if Morning Star had found the key to breaking through the bottleneck and seized the opportunity to cross that threshold, it was not what he really cared about.
Only this point —
Spirit.
And faith.
To put it in layman's terms, perhaps it could be called the "pride" that belonged to the top players.
It wasn't a derogatory term, but a commendatory one. Only by maintaining this most precious and important quality could a pro player never give up easily, no matter what kind of difficulties they faced. And as long as they didn't give up easily ….
Then, there would always be a ray of hope.
Beside him, Li Shiyi was slightly moved. He could not help but speak up.
"Then, Senior, this round …"
He still could not help but feel some hope and expectation. He thought that since even Senior Number One could give such a commendatory evaluation at this time, perhaps the purple team that Lin Feng and Morning Star were in would still have a chance …
But before he finished speaking, Number One had already shook his head and interrupted him.
"There's no more suspense in this round."
That one sentence directly announced the outcome of the match.
Then, Number One's gaze once again fell on the computer screen in the distance. He narrowed his eyes slightly.
"There's no way to stop them."
"The outcome has been decided."
…
The 26th minute of the match.
The five heroes of the blue team walked out of the spring area of the base and quickly went down to their own high ground. The ADC, Big Mouth, once again steadily obtained the red buff from his own jungle. In just two to three seconds, the red buff monster fell to the machine-gun-like damage output.
This caused the eyelids of the surrounding GOD members to twitch.
The damage was too terrifying.
Big Mouth's damage output was now completely invincible. No matter which hero of the purple team stood in front of Big Mouth, they would probably be as fragile as a piece of paper under the terrifying attack speed and damage output.
And now that Big Mouth had obtained the red buff, for any ADC hero in the mid to late game, as long as they had the red buff in hand, it was equivalent to doubling their combat power. They would become even more of a nightmare in the eyes of their opponents.
Not to mention, there were still four other players on the blue team who could protect Big Mouth like an iron bucket.
Who could kill Big Mouth?
But if they could not, then everyone was destined to fall to the terrifying damage output of the Giant Mouth of the Abyss in the blink of an eye.
As if he did not care about the commotion around him, on the blue team's side, Number Five's gaze swept across the minimap casually. He looked at the purple team on the opposite side who had completely retracted their defensive line and smiled. Then, he moved his mouse to mark Xiaolong's Fjord.
"Come."
"Take down Xiaolong first."
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