"That Nate guy …"
"There's no way he can do it."
Lin Feng's words were like a nail in the coffin.
However, it wasn't that Lin Feng had any prejudice against the rookie jungler of the European team BW.
Just before arriving at the eighth training room downstairs, Shi Hang had told him over the phone that the BW team had suppressed the Assassin team. At that time, he had even thought that he had misjudged Nate. He had thought that this European rookie jungler, Nate, had improved and become even stronger than when he was in Nightingale's Dark War.
The Seven Kings.
Or the Seven Kings.
Lin Feng didn't think it was impossible for Nate to be close to the level of the Seven Kings, because Nian the Thirteenth was currently at that level. If Nate was able to gain the upper hand against Nian the Thirteenth in a training match, he might really be close to that level as well.
But now, after listening to Shi Hang's detailed description of the training match, Lin Feng's opinion changed.
Because …
This was truly impossible.
Even Li Shiyi, who was at his peak in the past, and Mafa, the world's other top King of Junglers, could not do it, and yet a rookie European jungler could do it. This was not something that the Seven Kings could do.
It had to be one of the Four Kings.
However, there hadn't been a jungler at the level of one of the Four Kings in the world of esports. Maybe Ghost from the previous generation in Europe could do it, but it was impossible to find one among the new generation of professional players.
Lin Feng's train of thought was very clear and straightforward. You're a rookie jungler. Half a year ago, you were in the Nightingale Dark Battle, and now you've broken through to the Seven Kings. It's understandable that you have amazing talent.
But to say that you actually broke through to the threshold of the Yonkō (Yonkō) within half a year and easily crushed the veteran Seven Kings in terms of strength, Wild Thoughts the Thirteen …
Such a thing was absolutely impossible.
Lin Feng felt that even if Number One, Xiao Wu, and the other seniors personally taught him, there was no chance of success.
Then …
There must be something fishy about this abnormal situation.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed subconsciously. His gaze flickered.
"If I didn't rely on my own strength to understand Nian Thirteen's rhythm and movements …
"I can only prepare in advance."
…
This sentence suddenly awakened the rest of the people present.
Shi Hang was the first to react. "You're saying … BW's people have researched Old Thirteen's style in advance?"
Li Shiyi also came to a realization.
"If I spend a lot of time and effort to study all of Thirteen's past matches, I can indeed find a lot of patterns."
Every jungler had their own style.
This was, of course, a signature characteristic of a jungler, but at the same time, this fixed style would also become a weakness that opponents would study and target.
Even though Nian Thirteen's playstyle and wandering gank ideas were often imaginative, and he did all kinds of daring moves that ordinary people would not dare to do, there were still traces of his moves if there were countless video recordings and analysis data.
And if that was the case —
In that case, the situation that Nian 13 encountered in this match could be completely explained.
It wasn't that the European rookie jungler had reached the level of one of the Yonkō (Four Emperors), but that the entire team of Nian Thirteen was standing behind Nate. This meant that Nian Thirteen wasn't facing just one jungler, but the entire coaching team of BW.
"But, is it really necessary?"
Ceng Rui couldn't help but frown as he voiced his doubts.
"To study a jungler of this level, even the entire coaching team of a club would need to spend a lot of time and energy. They probably wouldn't even have the time to make other preparations."
Yes.
This was indeed a problem that couldn't be avoided.
Although any professional player could be analyzed and summed up certain patterns in their playstyle, their weaknesses could be detected, and then they would be targeted by the opposing club team, but this was not so easy — — — — — —
To analyze and target Nian Thirteen to such an extent, it would probably take BW at least half a month or longer and a lot of manpower and energy.
However, it should be noted that the Assassins were not the only strong team in this season's finals.
No matter how strong Nian Thirteen was, he was only one of the Seven Kings.
While the BW- R team was focusing all their attention on the Assassins and Nian Thirteen, the other teams in the finals were too busy to care about anything else.
From the looks of it, BW's decision was a little rash and reckless. It was as if they were picking up sesame seeds while losing watermelons —
Even if they won against the Assassins, wouldn't it be a waste if they lost all their remaining matches?
Shi Hang, Li Shiyi, Lin Feng, and the others were slightly taken aback by Ceng Rui's question. Just as they were thinking about how to answer, An Xin smiled and said,
"Ah Zeng, you're oversimplifying the problem this time."
"To be more precise … you're oversimplifying BW."
Her words immediately attracted everyone's attention. An Xin continued to explain with a smile, "You're a good girl.
"Actually, you can understand it if you think about it."
"First of all, for a rookie team like BW, their strength, experience, and foundation are naturally far from the top teams. Therefore, even if they participate in the finals, teams like SSK, Season, Legend, and God will not stand a chance against them no matter how they prepare for the finals —"
"This is the disparity in raw strength. Even if you put in the effort to study your opponents, you still won't be able to make up for it."
"Speaking of which, this team isn't that weak."
"After all, they are this year's second seed. Even though their jungler, Nate, is slightly weaker than the other two junglers, he should have already crossed the threshold of seven kings."
"Therefore, with this kind of strength, they are at least in the middle of the 16 teams in S6 this year."
Hearing this, Ceng Rui couldn't help but interrupt.
"But even if they're in the middle, there's still more than one or two teams."
"There's no need to focus so much effort on the Assassins alone, right?"
An Xin smiled.
"Ah Zeng, don't be hasty. I'm about to continue."
Ceng Rui blushed and said awkwardly, "Ah … yes, Steamed Bun, continue."
The little interlude was soon over. The young lady patiently explained and analyzed the situation to the crowd. "Of course, there are plenty of teams that are on par with BW in terms of overall strength. Perhaps, they might even be slightly stronger than BW. Therefore, it is impossible for BW to not make any preparations against these opponents.
At this point, the young lady paused for a moment before continuing.
"Even among so many teams … the Assassins are definitely the biggest threat to BW."
"Therefore, when faced with such an opponent, it's not surprising that they would spend so much time and effort to study and counter them."
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