After pausing for a while on the road, the group once again walked towards Milton Stadium.
No. 1 and No. 5 walked at the front while Ceng Rui, Tang Bingyao, and Li Shiyi surrounded Lin Feng and tried to comfort him. Lin Feng seemed to have calmed down a little, but he just shook his head to show that he was fine. He didn't say anything else and just walked in silence.
Ceng Rui, Tang Bingyao, and the others saw that there was nothing they could do. At this time, they couldn't say anything, so they just followed silently.
In fact, at this time, their minds were filled with the shocking news that No. 1 just dropped on them like a bomb.
It took a long time for them to digest and accept it.
Ten minutes.
So … the leader of the Yonkō (Four Emperors), the world's number one mid, a certain someone's greatest nemesis, had already reached such heights?
Just thinking about it made the few of them feel a little dazed.
What No. 1 said just now wasn't that straightforward, but some of the information that was vaguely revealed pointed to a rather terrifying truth.
Even someone as strong as Tang Bingyao's new master, the top legend of the previous generation in North America, Bullet, could only challenge the gophers for about ten minutes at his peak. Now, it would be extremely difficult for him to reach that level.
And even No. 1, who didn't seem to be good at reflexes and hand speed, would probably find it difficult to reach that level.
However, the two of them were existences that stood at the top of the pyramid of the previous generation. They were half a level higher than the other Legends, which meant that they were stronger than the Four Emperors of the new generation.
But in this situation, it seemed that in terms of reflexes and hand speed alone, the Korean SSK team F- Han Shihao …
He had actually reached the same level as No.1 and Bullet?
"That person … is only 22 years old now, right?"
Ceng Rui couldn't help but whisper.
Li Shiyi nodded solemnly and slowly. "Yes, he's not young, but he's definitely not at the top."
His meaning was self-evident.
The two exchanged a look and could see the shock and complex emotions in each other's eyes that couldn't be concealed. The Korean SSK player had now reached this level, but whether it was No. 1 or Bullet, the two top legends of the previous generation, there was actually no room for improvement. But Han Shihao was different.
Give him some more time.
Could it be that the guy who was already the world's number one mid really could take another step forward?
What kind of terrifying realm was that?
"How … How can there be such a person …?" Ceng Rui gulped. When he opened his mouth to speak, he felt that his voice had become somewhat hoarse.
Tang Bingyao couldn't help but look at Lin Feng worriedly.
"Then … can Lin Feng … catch up?"
The girl knew that for a certain person, there were only two things that made him struggle in the professional esports circle. The first was to win the World Championship trophy, and the second was to defeat his greatest nemesis in a head-on battle to wash away his regrets and defeats.
But now, he was hearing such a grievous news. When his own strength had not even recovered to the peak of the past, his opponent was already about to enter an even more terrifying realm of strength.
Back then, Han Shihao was already terrifying enough.
Then after becoming stronger …
In the entire world of esports, who else was qualified to be his opponent?
… …
The more they thought about it, the heavier their hearts became. Ceng Rui, Li Shiyi, and Tang Bingyao felt as if a shadow had been cast over their hearts. It wasn't just for a certain someone, but for the future of the entire LPL.
"Actually, it's not that serious. Don't worry too much about it."
Suddenly, a melodious voice rang out, breaking the heavy atmosphere.
Everyone instinctively looked toward the source of the voice, only to see Anxin speaking with a relaxed expression on her face. She was tossing the mini hamster in her hand in a leisurely manner. When she saw everyone looking at her, the girl smiled.
"I see.
"You guys are being a little too stubborn, but don't forget … this is just a simulation game machine for testing hand speed."
As she spoke, the girl caught the Gopher she had thrown into the air with a slight quirk of her eyebrows.
"Of course hand speed is important. It's the basics.
"But even if one's hand speed reaches a certain level … it doesn't mean that a person's overall strength has also reached that level.
"Although Senpai's words are frightening, and Han Shihao's hand speed has really reached that level, it's still too much to say that his strength has completely caught up to Bullet's or even Senpai's."
It was just a few simple sentences, but Tang Bingyao, Li Shiyi, and Ceng Rui suddenly came to their senses. Yes, hand speed was important, but it wasn't the only thing that mattered. Just now, they had indeed been somewhat restricted by their train of thought.
Now that they thought about it calmly, they realized that what they were worried about just now might not be as exaggerated and serious as they thought.
Even Bullet, the legendary North American player of the previous generation, whose reaction speed and hand speed were considered the best among the many legends of the previous generation, his true strength was not solely reflected in this ability.
Han Shihao's hand speed might be comparable to Bullet's, but that was also because he was younger. If they were to really fight, it would still be difficult for him to gain an advantage over the North American legend of the previous generation.
Not to mention Senpai One.
Senpai One was a truly unique legend in the past two generations. No one could match him, and he was definitely not someone who could be easily compared to the current leader of the Yonkō and the world's number one mid.
"I think I heard Senpai Three and Senpai Four say that Senpai One's realm … is one step higher than any of the legends of the previous generation."
At this time, Li Shiyi also suddenly remembered.
"Even F- Lee Daozai, or the European Crow or Bullet, were at least half a body behind Senpai One."
As they slowly discussed and analyzed the situation, it seemed that their thoughts were becoming more and more clear.
An Xin shrugged.
"Yeah, that's why I said the problem is far less serious than it seems.
"The reason why Senior One spoke so harshly just now was because he wanted some people to feel a sense of crisis."
"Sigh … Some people, do you understand?"
The girl's last sentence was said in a joking tone. It was obvious that she was talking about a specific target.
At this time, Lin Feng finally raised his head. His expression was indeed not as solemn as before, but it was still incomparably serious.
"But Senpai One is right.
No matter how serious the problem is, I've actually been slacking off recently. This … is not right. "
An Xin's lips curled into a smile. "It's not too late to reflect on yourself."
Ceng Rui suddenly thought of something. "Then, if that's the case, could it be that Senpai One's ten-minute result … is also …"
It was a very reasonable speculation.
After all, no matter how you looked at it, ten minutes on Nightmare mode was too terrifying.
But at the same time, Lin Feng and An Xin shook their heads in unison.
"No."
"That … should be true."
After the two of them finished talking, they looked at each other again. The girl casually tossed the hamster game in her hand and said with a smile, "Ten minutes … It sounds scary, but if an idiot like Lin Feng is given some time to practice hard, he might still have a chance to rush up."
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