Esports wasn't a simple concept to begin with.
It wasn't just on the stage, it was also off the stage.
It wasn't just in front of the stage, but behind the scenes as well.
It wasn't just the professional players who had countless fans, but also the entire staff of the club, including the team's coach, had to work together.
In fact, it wasn't just the new generation that was being displayed in front of most people today. There was also the shadow of the previous generation that followed them, silently infiltrating and shrouding them.
"Speaking of which, if we're comparing them to those old geezers in Europe, those two from Korea aren't that bad at eating."
Pudong, Lujiazui, 50th floor of the Hyatt Regency Hotel. The magnificent floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the night view of Shanghai. Number One's voice drifted over from the window.
Behind him, Number Three, who was leaning against the sofa, took a sip of his beer and said,
"But …"
"I didn't expect that even MC would be forced out of this season's S6 Finals."
Number One smiled. "Oh, he must've been convinced by Lee Daozai."
Number Three glanced over at him. "Sigh, so they're probably here for you. You'll have to take the blame for this."
Indeed.
Some things were only known to the elite of the previous generation. Although the two legends that seemed to be at loggerheads back then were the man sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and the king of Korea's previous generation, in reality, if one were to compare their strengths, Number One's greatest opponent wasn't Lee Daozai, but the other legend of Korea — MC.
"Let's do it then." Number One shrugged nonchalantly. "As for MC, I really admired him back then. If there's a chance to compete with him in other ways, it wouldn't be a bad idea."
His words revealed a lot of information.
Yes.
Indeed, it was just as Lin Feng had deduced in the living room. Whether it was MC or Lee Daozai, the main reason they came to the S6 finals wasn't just to help the LCK region win the championship.
The only thing that could truly attract the attention of these two Korean legends from the previous generation was an existence of the same generation and status as them.
Perhaps it was due to their pride in their identities, the two from the previous generation of Korea did not choose to directly participate in the competition of the new generation like the top European powerhouses. Instead, they chose to enter the arena in the same way as No.1. and No.3.
This was the invisible confrontation behind the arena.
It was a confrontation of abilities in other aspects other than individual operating skills.
"However —"
No.3 suddenly looked up at his former comrade and team leader who was standing in front of the window. "Our chances of winning this duel aren't high, right?"
The question came rather abruptly. If it was back in the day, the five of them had almost never tasted defeat even when facing the old opponents who stood at the very top of the world. It was very rare for them to say that their chances of winning were not high.
However, Number One accepted it naturally and nodded.
"Yes."
"It's basically hopeless."
Because there were some things that could not be decided simply by the efforts of the coaches. The more important part was always the students they were teaching and training.
Even if it was like this afternoon at the training ground of Team God, not only Lin Feng, but even No.5 personally went on stage to give Snowy Nightsong pointers. Even if the core ADC of Team God seemed to have grasped the idea of breaking through the bottleneck, but …
It was still not enough.
"MC's ability as a coach is no less than mine." No.1 was not stingy with his evaluation of his old rival from the previous generation.
No.5, who was also sitting on the bed diagonally opposite No.3, spoke up.
"Also, according to No.4 —"
"Over at Team Fate in Korea, their second team has produced two very powerful bottom lane ADC support."
The weight of this statement was even heavier than before.
Number One and Number Three narrowed their eyes at the same time. Number Three looked at Number Five and asked, "News from Number Four?"
No.5 nodded.
No.1 nodded. "Then the news should be reliable."
Among the five of them back then, No.4 was the most meticulous and steady one. At the same time, she was also the core member responsible for all the intelligence gathering. If this news came from No.4, then there was no room for doubt.
Also.
This further explained why MC had chosen to enter the S6 finals for the first time.
It was not only because they wanted to compete with their old rivals again, but also …
"It seems like they've found a good seedling."
No.3 straightened his back slightly. His tone was still frivolous, but his expression had clearly become more serious. Because the few of them also knew the temper and vision of their old rival who was on the same level as Lee Dao-jae in Korea. To be able to make him choose to personally give them pointers … it seemed like the two bottom laners of Team Fate's second team were not to be underestimated.
"It's getting more and more lively …"
As he spoke, No.3's gaze turned back to No.1.
"But why does it seem like the chances of winning this year's LPL are getting lower and lower?"
Originally, he had only been pulled back by No.1 and No.5 to be a special coach. Other than being responsible for teaching and giving pointers at the training bases of the three LPL teams every day, he was too lazy to do anything else or care about other things. However, this did not mean that his reaction was that slow.
On the contrary, many of the situations that had been revealed so far were already revealing certain things that he could acutely grasp with his keen senses.
No.1 had no intention of hiding anything from his old friend. He nodded.
"Yes."
"There's no chance of winning the championship this year."
"So —" As if they had a tacit understanding, No.3 reacted almost immediately. "You're just laying the foundation for next year? Is it necessary? "
As if he was not surprised that No.3 could guess his intentions so quickly, No.1 nodded and then shook his head.
"Of course."
"We definitely can't win this year's S6."
"But next year's S7 —"
At this point, he paused for a moment. A sharp glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"We have to win the national server."
No.3 was slightly taken aback, as if he did not quite understand the meaning of these words. But suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly. "What news did Old Fang give you?"
It seemed like the truth was slowly being revealed through this cryptic exchange.
It was getting closer and closer to the core of the inside story.
No.1 nodded slowly. His gaze looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window. The brilliant night scene of Shanghai was reflected in his eyes. There was a faint light flickering in the depths of his pupils.
"Yes."
"The location of next year's S7 finals is almost set."
"It should be … in China."
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