Shi Hang's voice was clearly broadcasted from Lin Feng's hands-free earpiece.
Impossible!
That's right, BW-Blue. Whale was just a dark horse team that had just appeared in the European LCS this year. In terms of competition experience and overall strength, they were far inferior to the veteran first seed of the LMS region, the Assassins.
Everyone knew that the reason why BW-Blue Whale was able to stand out in the LCS this season was because of their ace player, Nate, who had amazed the world with his "debut" and received even more praise and praise than the genius ADC from North America, Blade.
It could be said that in many ways, this European rookie team, BW, shared many similarities with the Assassin team.
Both teams relied on their junglers as their core.
Through the coordination of several other positions and their junglers, they could constantly find a rhythm to attack and open up the battlefield in the early stages of the game, snowballing their advantage. Even in the mid and late stages of the game, they could rely on their junglers to find opportunities to strike first and ultimately clinch victory.
When two teams with similar characteristics met, to determine who was stronger, it was more likely that the strongest team of both teams would compete against each other.
To put it more bluntly —
This was the duel between the junglers of BW-Blue Whale and the Assassins.
The stronger jungler would almost directly determine the outcome of the match.
Before Shi Hang's call, Lin Feng, Li Shiyi, Huangxue Nightsong, Morning Star, or anyone else in the room had never doubted Nian Thirteen's ability.
The only person who could truly compete with the number one jungler in the Korean LCK was Mafa, who was also one of the Seven Kings of the SSK team.
Other than that …
No one could pose a threat to Nian Thirteen.
Therefore, when Lin Feng and the others heard the news from Shi Hang, they suddenly felt a sense of disbelief and absurdity in their hearts.
More importantly …
The wording of Shi Hang's words was rather subtle.
It wasn't that the Assassin Squadron was about to lose, but that "Old Thirteen and the others" were about to lose.
Huangxue Nightsong could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. He hurriedly moved closer to the phone and asked Shi Hang anxiously, "Hey, what's the meaning of this? Thirteen couldn't win against Nate?! Are you kidding me? "
It was obvious that Shi Hang was rolling his eyes on the other end of the phone.
"Are you joking?"
"Who would be in the mood to joke about something like this! Is it really okay? "
"Oh my gosh, it's really hard to explain. Things were going well in the early stages of the game. Thirteen's jungler Olaf managed to get first HP from his first gank — Nate's jungler Panther Lady was just farming."
"Who knew that something would happen right after that!"
"There's really no way to explain it over the phone. I'm still a little confused, but honestly speaking, we've all underestimated Nate's jungler skills!"
"This guy … Let's not talk about anything else, his strength is really not below Thirteenth Brother's!"
"Alright, if you have the time, then hurry over! You'll know once you see it for yourself! "
Shi Hang began to urge them to hurry up again.
It was clear that the match between the Assassins and BW Team had also shocked him greatly. He could not wait to share his experience with more people.
Lin Feng, Li Shiyi, Tang Bingyao, Ceng Rui, and An Xin looked at each other.
"Alright, eighth training room, right?"
"I'll be right there!"
After hanging up, Lin Feng turned to look at Morning Star and Huangxue Nightsong.
"We'll be heading over then."
Morning Star nodded. "Sure. Help us keep an eye on BW too. Maybe we'll have a match with them later."
Huangxue Nightsong smacked his lips at the side.
"Holy sh * t … Even Thirteen and the others are going to be crushed?"
"This BW team is quite something. They've already revealed all sorts of underdogs this year."
Just like how no one expected Morning Star to be able to defeat Moon in the middle lane in the two training matches between Fate and God.
The sudden news caught everyone off guard. Nian Thirteen, the strongest jungler in the LMS and one of the top two junglers in the world along with SSK's Mafa, was outclassed by a rookie European jungler who had just made a name for himself this season.
"When Nightingale was in the dark, I already thought that guy was pretty good."
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.
"But now … it seems like Thirteen and I were wrong about him."
Even a jungler who had just reached the level of Seven Kings wouldn't be able to take advantage of Nian Thirteen. Nian Thirteen had been at this level for more than a year or two. Even though he was still a distance away from the Four Kings, he was at least at the level of one of the Seven Kings.
In comparison …
From what Shi Hang had said just now, Nate from BW's team wasn't just any ordinary player.
Seven Kings.
Or perhaps even one of the Seven Kings.
Lin Feng took a deep breath and looked at Ceng Rui, Tang Bingyao, Li Shiyi, Anxin, and the others.
"Let's go."
"Let's go and see … what's up with BW."
… …
When Lin Feng and the others arrived at the eighth training room on the sixth floor, they quietly pushed open the door and entered. The atmosphere inside the room was solemn and somber.
The only sound that could be heard was the crisp and hurried clicking of the mouse.
The surrounding audience, the players, coaches, and team leaders of the several clubs were all holding their breath, not daring to make a sound, as if they were worried that they would disturb the performance of the players of the two teams on the field.
Shi Hang, who was sitting in the front row of the spectators, was also completely focused on the screen. He didn't even notice Lin Feng and the others walking over until someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind. Only then did he snap back to reality. He turned his head and looked at the person in front of him.
"Damn, don't scare me!"
"You're here?"
Lin Feng nodded and went straight to the point. "How's it going?"
Shi Hang glanced at the arena.
"You can tell. They're still fighting. It's not over yet."
Lee Shiyi was puzzled. "Didn't you say that Thirteen and the others were about to lose?"
Shi Hang nodded, then shook his head.
"Yes, they were about to lose. I'm not lying, but …"
At this point, he paused for a moment, his eyes looking towards the direction of the Assassin squadron. His face involuntarily revealed some heartfelt admiration.
"Thirteenth Bro is really strong."
"He managed to hold them back."
"He's holding the situation back for him."
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