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Chapter 2095

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For Han Shihao, the senior in front of him, whom he respected immensely, had indeed guessed most of his thoughts.

After finishing training tonight, he came to the balcony to get some fresh air and relax. Naturally, it wasn't because the upcoming S6 finals brought him much stress or nervousness. It was purely because his thoughts were inadvertently brought back to the past.

Similarly …

Indeed, the past few finals seemed a little dull and boring to him. Only the final best-of-five match in the earliest S1 season could still make him reminisce and feel the excitement of burning blood and fighting spirit back then.

Of course, he also thought of the only person in the professional esports circle who could face him head-on in the mid lane and not be at a disadvantage.

But similarly —

At this moment, what he was really thinking about was not just that guy.

Because, as the M in front of him said, his strength had reached a level that almost no one in the entire new generation of esports could reach. Even the legendary existences of the previous generation rarely reached this level.

So, if it was just "that guy" alone …

No matter how fast he recovered.

Even if he regained his strength from back then.

For the current him, there was nothing to worry about.

Listening to Han Shihao's calm and casual words, looking at the junior in front of him who did not seem to be faking it, M raised his eyebrows in surprise. Then, as if he had thought of something, he revealed a look of realization.

"Yes."

"You're talking about … other than that guy … the other members of that team."

Han Shihao paused and slowly nodded.

Admit it.

Yes.

In fact, even back then, if the set of best-of-five matches was limited to him and that guy, then it wouldn't have been difficult for him to win the final victory and the championship trophy with his opponent's condition at that time.

But … the ones who caused those five matches to reach the most desperate and desperate stage were the other members of that team, other than a certain someone.

For a moment, Han Shihao's thoughts suddenly drifted, as if he had returned to the past.

He clearly remembered what the other four members of that team looked like in the arena, excluding that guy.

The top laner who was so fierce that it shocked people to the extreme.

He seemed to be the number one top laner in China's LPL.

His strength …

He would only be stronger than he was in the past.

There was also that jungler. He didn't seem to have performed particularly well in the five matches back then, but he was always able to carry the rhythm of the entire team like a spider weaving a web. The threat he posed to his opponents and his teammates at that time was no less than that of a threat. He was extremely dangerous.

But.

Even if that team's top laner and jungler were enough to pose such a huge threat and pressure to him at that time, and even now, when he thought about it again, his evaluation of them did not decrease. But in comparison, what truly made him feel fear and a fatal threat from the bottom of his heart …

Han Shihao's pupils shrank for an instant when he remembered the two blurry figures.

It was the bottom lane of that team.

His offensive aggressiveness was so great that it was comparable to North America's Emperor Autumn.

There was also the ADC who had been silent from start to finish, but was able to suddenly turn the tide of a battle in a seemingly calm team battle.

"A sudden clap of thunder in silence."

Noticing Han Shihao's gaze, he looked over and explained with a gentle smile, "Don't worry.

He explained with a gentle smile, "It's an old saying from China.

"But … about the ADC of that China team, a terrifying old friend of mine in North America gave a similar evaluation.

"To be able to get this kind of praise from him is absolutely unprecedented."

As if he had guessed something, Han Shihao's expression suddenly froze. He then relaxed and slowly nodded in agreement.

M continued to speak:

"There's also the support with that ADC partner … Hmm, even I had to praise him back then. It's a pity that he wasn't a player from Korea … Otherwise, the F class wouldn't have been the first to shine, and I would have been able to find an ideal successor …"

There was undisguised regret in his tone.

This was also the unreserved praise and admiration of the Chinese support player that was mentioned in the broadcast.

But at this point, M shook his head again and changed the topic.

"However, there shouldn't be any news from them."

"Although it's a pity … it's not worth feeling pity for too much.

"This is how the esports circle is.

"When you leave, no matter how glorious the past is, it will no longer exist with you.

"Only those who stay and still hold on are the most important."

Listening to the gentle and patient teachings of the senior, Han Shihao nodded humbly. The conversation between the two ended here. M smiled and reached out to pat the junior in front of him on the shoulder, then turned around and left.

Only Han Shihao was left on the balcony again.

Looking up.

Calmly looking at the scenery in the night sky.

Even though he clearly understood the truth of the senior's words, at this moment, Han Shihao's thoughts were still a little erratic, with a faint sense of regret —

Most of the opponents who were most worthy of his attention and appreciation were really gone.

This …

It would always make people feel a little lonely.



Min Province, Nanzhou City.

In an Internet cafe adjacent to the local university town, it was not a lonely night at all.

The finals were around the corner, and the atmosphere in the lobby of the cafe was lively. The signal bell at the front desk rang non-stop, and customers could be heard everywhere shouting at the top of their lungs:

"Internet cafe manager! Internet cafe manager! "

"Two bottles of soda over here!"

"Internet cafe manager! Why the hell is my mouse broken here! I'm halfway through the ranking match! "

"F * ck, pentakill! Hahahaha, pentakill, where's the Internet cafe manager? Where's the pentakill reward? Hurry up! Watch me pentakill! "

The small-scale Internet cafe in Lecheng adopted a shift system, and there was only one Internet cafe manager responsible for the night shift. At the same time, he had to be part-time in charge of the cashier. Naturally, he was very busy on such a busy night.

Fortunately, he had long been used to such a busy working state. Even with such messy and complicated affairs, the young man still seemed to be able to handle them with ease.

"Coming, coming! — "

"Over here, right? The mouse is broken? I've replugged it in, still not enough? Come and try a new one ~ "

"Two bottles of soda! Sprite with ice and Coke at room temperature, please enjoy! "

"Whoa, pentakill ~ Bro, you're awesome! Come, come, come, I'll help you top up the internet fee of 20 yuan!"

With a smile on his face, he walked back and forth in front of the machines in the hall and between the private rooms. His soles did not slip at all, but he walked like the wind. Just as he finished all the customer requests, the young man heard an anxious shout from another private room not far away.

"Hey, hey, is the Internet cafe manager here? Don't go, don't go! "

"Come here!"

"Urgent!"

"It's urgent!"

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