Ceng Rui and Li Shiyi were already blocking the young lady's path. In addition, a certain someone was clearly exuding a dangerous and malicious aura. No matter how angry she was and how embarrassed she was, the BW team member was still clear-headed. She knew that there was no way she would be able to get away with this situation.
Therefore, he only glared at Lin Feng and the others, let out a muffled groan, then turned around and walked out of the elevator without saying anything.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
The elevator continued its ascent.
Just like that, the storm was over. Inside the elevator, Li Shiyi shook his head in disbelief.
"Are all LCS players these days so uncultured?"
For the past few years, he had been stuck in the High Mountain Club and rarely had the chance to interact with pro players from other regions. He never expected to run into such a weirdo in England.
Back in the S1 season, when the European and American teams dominated the esports scene, the pro players from the European and North American teams weren't so arrogant. They were all very polite and easygoing off the stage.
Compared to that member from BW … the difference between them was like heaven and earth.
Ceng Rui also snorted coldly. "There will always be some uncultured rat sh * t. You can't avoid them no matter where you go."
Lin Feng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "At least that guy knows what's good for him. If he really dares to say a few more words … Steamed Bun, you won't be able to stop me."
Ceng Rui and Li Shiyi nodded in agreement, which was rare for them.
"Yes."
"He's too arrogant … I almost couldn't stop myself from going up and teaching him a lesson."
"Are the members of BW allowed to be so unbridled?"
Lin Feng snorted. "It's good that he's from BW. For the next two days, he better not let me see him again."
His tone was laced with a murderous intent.
If an ordinary person were to meet a pro player from a team like BW and receive an invitation, they might feel flattered. They wouldn't want to get into a fight with such a pro player.
However, Lin Feng and the others in the elevator were not ordinary people.
The reputation of professional players was quite intimidating to the average League of Legends player, but it had no effect on them at all. What was wrong with the BW team? Before they boarded the elevator, they were still chatting and laughing with world-class professional players like Snowy Nightsong, Morning Star, and Tian Tian at the entrance of the hotel lobby …
Not to mention the fact that a certain someone had just given pointers and advice to Phoenix, Europe's number one Spellcaster, and had just exchanged glances with the world's number one mid laner, Han Shihao — —
BW had just entered the S-League for the first time this year.
His eyes were so high up in the sky?
"That guy seems to look down on the Chinese," Lin Feng said, remembering something.
Ceng Rui nodded, "That's right. Earlier on, when you asked us if we were Daeans, your attitude … has clearly changed."
Li Shiyi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. "Who gave him face?"
Li Shiyi had a mild personality and didn't argue with others. However, he had a strong sense of belonging and honor to his country. That BW player had crossed the line.
"Even in BW, he's a weirdo," Ceng Rui commented with a slight frown.
Lin Feng snorted, "Who knows? He's a dark horse in this region … It's easy for him to get arrogant with a little bit of success. Oh, but it's a pity we didn't get more information on him."
As soon as he finished speaking, An Xin suddenly spoke up.
"Jungler."
"That guy … should be BW's jungler."
Hearing this, Lin Feng, Ceng Rui, and Li Shiyi subconsciously turned their heads to look at the girl, a little puzzled.
"Steamed Bun?"
"How did you know?"
An Xin smiled and explained, "Didn't you guys notice? The back of his uniform has the word 'Jungle' printed on it."
Realization dawned on them. Lin Feng suddenly thought of something. "Jungler? Hey, wait. That guy isn't Nate, is he? "
Lin Feng didn't know much about the professional players in the European LCS, especially a dark horse team like BW that had just emerged this year. However, there was one player in the team who was famous enough to make a name for himself.
Nate。
The jungler of BW- * Team.
He was a rookie who was as famous as Blade, the ADC of the North American LCS.
Blade was a top-tier ADC who was close to or even on par with one of the Seven Kings. As the jungler of BW, Nate's strength was not to be underestimated. It could be said that Nate was the main reason why BW was able to make it to the finals of the S-League this year.
Lin Feng was no stranger to Nate. He had fought against him in the Nightingale, Nightingale's Dark Battle.
Nate's ranking on the Dark Battle leaderboard was not bad either. In fact, his points were even higher than those of the Seven Kings.
When Lin Feng heard An Xin mention that the BW player's uniform had the word "Jungle" printed on it, he immediately thought of Nate.
However, Ceng Rui immediately shook his head and denied it.
"That's not it."
"I've seen Nate's face in the European LCS live broadcast. That's not him."
Li Shiyi nodded in agreement.
"Hmm … If that's the case, then it would be too embarrassing."
Lin Feng rubbed his nose. "Oh, that's true."
Usually, the stronger the player, the more gentle and approachable they would be. On the other hand, it was the average player who needed to brag in order to boost their confidence and pride.
This principle was applicable in almost every place.
"That Nate is still very strong."
Li Shiyi added. Recently, he had been training with the three LPL club teams. At the same time, he would also look for videos of the matches of strong teams from other divisions to watch and learn from. The ace jungler of BW was naturally on the list of players that he would be focusing on.
Although Li Shiyi had yet to return to his peak condition, his judgment and judgment were still there. To be able to receive such an evaluation from Li Shiyi meant that the strength of BW's jungler, Nate, was much more valuable than before.
It was definitely not an undeserved reputation.
Lin Feng curled his lips. "Who cares … If I meet that guy again, I'll ask Ah Xing or Fatty to give me a round. I can't kill him."
As he spoke, he turned to Li Shiyi.
"If it's the jungler, you can go, Shiyi."
"Oh, or Steamed Bun can go himself!"
His last suggestion stunned Ceng Rui and Li Shiyi. An Xin raised her eyebrows and gave a noncommittal look.
"Hmm …"
"If it's possible, I don't mind."
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