As the top legends of the previous generation in Europe, if the few people in the living room of the presidential suite of the Ryan Hotel were compared to the new generation of professional e-sports players in the LPL division at the Hilton Hotel, they were more than a level and a half higher on average in terms of strength and realm.
Therefore, when they heard the news from Crow's mouth, their reaction was not as exaggerated as that of Huangxue Nightsong, Shi Hang, and the others.
But still …
When Crow, who was the leader among them, said such a news in such a calm and emotionless voice, the entire living room of the suite could not help but be silent for a moment.
In the dim light, it was difficult to see the expressions on the faces of the European legends of the previous generation.
However, the unconsciously trembling bodies could not hide their true feelings at the moment.
No one doubted the authenticity of the news, because since it came from Crow's mouth, there was no need to lie. However, if it was true … it was too shocking and shocking.
"Ten minutes?"
After a long silence, J's voice was the first to be heard, with a hint of shock and disbelief.
"How is it possible —" Arrow's voice could not help but rise a little, as if he could not believe that such a terrifying result could actually come from the younger generation of the eSports circle that he had always looked down on.
Crow did not give a direct answer, but looked at J next to him:
"If it were you, to what extent could you do?"
J was silent again, and after a long time, a low voice slowly came from the dim light:
"Nine minutes."
"Maybe nine and a half, but that depends on luck."
Such an answer was also shocking enough. If it was based on the evaluation standards discussed and analyzed by the LPL people in the Hilton Hotel, this nine minutes or even nine and a half minutes of hand speed … had far exceeded the standard of ordinary Yonkō (Four Emperors), and was even close to the peak of the Yonkō (Four Emperors).
If it were anyone else, it would be impossible and would not dare to give such an answer.
But it was true that J could.
Because he was originally the existence of the five legends of the previous generation in Europe, second only to Crow. Previously, Nightingale's secret battle had shocked the entire professional eSports circle. In the past, his strength was close to the peak of a group of legends, and now he was not much inferior to that time.
However …
Even with such an answer, there was still a huge gap between the result and the result of 10 minutes.
"How could that Han brat do it for ten minutes?"
Arrow's voice was sharp again, and it was obvious that there was a slight change in tone.
At the next moment, Crow narrowed his eyes and looked at Lin Sanjiu calmly. "Are you questioning my source of information?"
As a result, Arrow's voice instantly quieted down. After a while, he said with some embarrassment:
"S-sorry —"
Soon, another voice came from the darkness in the corner of the living room. There was a hint of ghastly malice in it.
"It's just hand speed … It doesn't represent everything."
This was Ghost speaking.
Crow glanced at the corner. "But it's enough to explain a lot of things. If I'm not mistaken, Ghost, the best you can do is around nine minutes."
Ghost, who was in the corner, did not reply. Instead, they let out a low grunt.
Unknowingly, he had already tacitly acknowledged it.
In the living room, Crow's voice continued to echo in a calm tone.
"Shield isn't good at hand speed to begin with, so it should be around 7.5 minutes at most."
"As for Arrow, I think eight minutes to eight and a half minutes should be your limit."
After pointing out the level of his other two teammates, the burly and majestic Shield nodded slowly in silence. Beside him, Arrow was also speechless.
In the end, Crow let out a faint sigh.
"That's why … the younger generation will surpass us in time."
The atmosphere in the living room was once again silent.
The other European legends from the previous generation could hear the meaning behind this sigh.
Yes.
As the saying went, the younger generation will surpass us in time. The emphasis was on the word "younger generation".
Of course, Ghost's statement and doubts were not entirely wrong. Pure individual hand speed could not represent the entirety of a professional esports player, nor could it directly measure a player's true overall strength.
However, being able to achieve such a degree of hand speed already revealed many things that made people's hearts tremble.
And the most important point was — —
The successor of Korea's Lee Do-jae was still young enough.
Perhaps in terms of overall strength, the young leader of the Yonkō (Four Kings) might not be much stronger than J or Ghost, not to mention the fact that the leader of the five, Crow, was much stronger than the other four.
But everything could not compare to the word "young".
Youth meant that there was still a bright future ahead of them.
There was still the opportunity to continue to climb to a higher level.
But as the legends of the previous generation, the five of them in the living room were inevitably aging.
Time did not stand on the side of these elders from the previous generation, and these two words were something that made it hard for them to not be able to avoid feeling heavy in their hearts.
After a while, Crow suddenly shook his head.
"You don't have to worry about this too much.
"I'm just mentioning it to you guys. Just be a little more careful, so that you guys don't look down on these young guys of the new generation, but —"
At this point, Crow paused for a moment. Then, he seemed to have changed the topic.
"That young guy might reach a terrifying height in the future, but it's not something we need to worry about now."
"Youth is the capital of these young people, but it's also their weakness."
"They need time to grow."
"They also need enough time to truly become stronger."
"What's more —"
"Even if they grow old, it won't just be us."
Crow paused again.
The others seemed to have sensed it. Their gazes fell on their leader, who was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room. At that moment, half of the man's thin and chiseled face was faintly illuminated by the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows. His gaze suddenly became so deep that it made people's hearts palpitate.
"That person …"
"He's also growing old."
…
The next morning.
Lin Feng woke up in a daze in the Hilton Hotel room, rubbing his eyes. He picked up the phone on the bedside table and looked at the time.
It was already nine o 'clock.
He looked around and saw that the pillow and quilt on the bed next to him had been neatly folded. He slept in the same room with Ceng Rui last night, but Ceng Rui was nowhere to be seen. He had no idea where he went.
Lin Feng yawned, stretched, and got up from the bed.
It was a new day.
It was finally time to get busy.
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