Even though Bullet's technique and playstyle during the demonstration appeared to be casual, both he and No. 1 and No. 5 beside him knew how difficult it was to execute such a maneuver and playstyle.
It wasn't something that could be easily achieved.
Tang Bingyao had seen it clearly from the sidelines, but after she tried this playstyle, she quickly ran into all kinds of problems. It was impossible for her to replicate Bullet's unstoppable style.
Bullet could still remember when he was teaching his other disciple, Blade, how he had demonstrated the exact same playstyle. Blade had spent an entire day to learn and understand it, and it had taken him a week or two to slowly get used to it …
That was a barely acceptable academic result.
So when Bullet, No. 1, and No. 5 saw that the girl was able to grasp the essence of this playstyle in just two rounds, they couldn't help but feel surprised and gratified.
Being able to do this was already a reflection of the girl's outstanding talent and comprehension.
This was also a very important step. As long as you could grasp the essence of this playstyle, all you had to do was rely on a lot of time and practice to improve and consolidate it.
Up to this point, they had seen enough satisfactory results from today's teaching.
But …
In fact, the current situation wasn't much different from the gopher challenge in the coffee house.
Previously, when the girl was challenging the gopher machine, she had quickly achieved a result that left the three Legendary seniors in awe and satisfaction.
But that wasn't the girl's final result.
At that time, the girl … In a situation where the three legendary seniors believed that she had reached her limit, she continued to squeeze out more of her potential. In the end, she managed to achieve a result that shocked the three legendary seniors and defied the natural order of things by nearly eight minutes.
It was just like how the girl's existence always gave people all kinds of surprises and surprises.
At this moment, Tang Bingyao stubbornly shook her head.
She rejected the praise and encouragement from the three legendary seniors.
"Not bad …"
"Something even better."
The girl said in a serious tone.
Number One, Number Five, and Bullet, the three legends from the previous generation, were all stunned when they heard this.
Almost without waiting for these three to truly come back to their senses, two short minutes after the time of the match had passed, the system announced the kill in front of Dragon Fjord in the river of Summoner's Canyon. In the end, a grand and solemn announcement echoed in the canyon in an intimidating manner.
"Aced!"
"Penta-Kill!!! — "
The whole place was silent.
The canyon was completely silent. The corpses of the five heroes of the purple army were strewn all over the water. In the blue army's party chat, a few random players were spamming all sorts of praises and worshiping messages in ecstasy.
"Draven!"
"Are you a god!?"
"Too strong!! Too scary!! "
"One person! Damn it, did I meet a Yonkō! Even professional ADCs don't have this level of skill! "
"Can I duo queue with you later? Your strength is too shocking!"
Even Number One, Number Five, and Bullet, who were watching from the sidelines, were so shocked that they couldn't speak.
They were all thinking back to the scene that had just happened.
Draven's penta-kill.
After all of his skills were off cooldown, he went into a group battle with full health.
Once again, he faced a death trap from almost all of the five purple army players. In the fierce and chaotic battle, he made perfect decisions and judgments with every step he took. At the same time, his hand speed and precision were maintained at an extremely high level.
He used [Flash] to dodge the two chain crowd-control from the enemy Temptress.
His E skill, [Cleaving Axe], accurately and critically interrupted the most lethal threat from Swordgirl's Q skill.
It was a god-like movement at the peak of his skill.
While dodging the countless attacks, his movements were smooth and elegant, like a painting.
Amidst the splattering of blood that filled the sky, heads were harvested one by one as if they were dry weeds and rotten wood.
Although this round of maneuvers was still a little shaky and flawed compared to Bullet's previous demonstration, it already had the style of the former.
Number One took a light breath and turned to look at Bullet.
"Let me tell you, you owe me a bigger favor."
"Whatever you want …" Bullet replied almost unconsciously. At that moment, all of his attention was on the girl in front of the computer screen. His eyes flashed with excitement, and finally, it turned into an indescribably complex and gratifying sigh. He turned his head to look at Number Five and slowly said, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.
"Perhaps, the realm that you and I can't reach, will be reached by my disciple."
It was a judgment that would make anyone who heard it shudder.
Number Five paused for a moment and smiled.
"It's very gratifying, isn't it?"
"Our juniors … will be more outstanding than our seniors from the previous generation."
At that moment, Tang Bingyao, who was sitting in front of the computer screen, had just recovered from the intense group battle. The girl was completely focused on the group battle, and when she regained her senses, she was even a little dazed. Only when she saw that she seemed to have achieved a pentakill did her little face reveal a hint of surprise.
She seemed to have …
She did it?
The girl turned to look at her seniors and master behind her. She was a little cautious and expectant.
"Is this … okay?"
Hearing the girl's question, they could not help but look at each other. In the end, it was Bullet who once again revealed a gentle smile that almost made all the old opponents from the previous generation dumbfounded and his other disciple go crazy with jealousy.
"Yes."
"Very much so."
"This will save us even more trouble. If you're not tired, we can continue with the next round of teaching —"
…
In the Great Wall Internet Cafe in the center of Manchester City, a great legacy was about to begin and continued quietly.
In the suburbs of the city, after lunch, Lin Feng, Ceng Rui, and Anxin contacted the two official commentators, Mo Sheng and Su Xue, who were busy shopping in the morning. They met up near Milton Stadium.
"The officials have arranged our accommodation for today. It's at the hotel next to here."
Su Xue looked down at her phone and read the official message. Then, she frowned.
"Sigh … Our beautiful time is over."
Mo Sheng smiled.
"Yeah, we'll have to start working hard next."
Lin Feng also looked down at his phone. He seemed to have read a message that had just been sent. His eyes lit up.
"Sigh."
"The LPL people are in Manchester City!"
"They'll be here soon!"
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