Lin Feng was referring to the BW-Blue. Whale team, but Spoon did not know about this. He looked at Lin Feng in confusion, so he spent some time explaining what had happened in a few sentences.
Spoon nodded his head after listening to it.
"Team BW … and that Nate, they're indeed a little arrogant.
"But after being taught a lesson by you in the previous two matches, you've finally vented your anger. This kind of opponent is only so-so to begin with, not worth mentioning."
He didn't seem to care about the second seeded team in the European Division.
But then he changed the topic, and his face turned cold again.
"But if we're talking about their arrogance …"
"I think the people from Minx are much stronger than BW."
Both Lin Feng and Phoenix nodded in agreement. It was true that the members of BW were arrogant and conceited, but that was not the case with Nian Thirteen. When they encountered Assassin, they were only able to hold their heads high because they had made thorough preparations in advance to counter Nian Thirteen.
However, from Spoon's description, the Minx team didn't even care about top teams like MLG and Season. They only won one training match, and they already felt that they were above the two. They didn't even care about the teams from the other divisions, and they didn't want to waste time to learn from each other.
Of course, that wasn't the main point.
"The difference should be that BW is easy to teach, but Minx … is very difficult to deal with."
Phoenix looked at Spoon and mocked his old rival.
His words hit a sore spot.
The face of MLG's ace mid-laner darkened again. He looked at Phoenix angrily. "You wouldn't be any better!"
Lin Feng thought of something and asked curiously, "Hey, so how did you guys do in the mid lane? When did you open?"
His words hit a sore spot.
Although he had been trying hard to avoid this embarrassing question, now that someone had asked him directly, Spoon's pride as a Seven King Level powerhouse made him unwilling to lie. He could only take another deep puff on his cigarette, and with difficulty squeezed out an answer from the gap between his teeth.
"Barely … four to six."
Spoon seemed to realize that his answer was a little vague, so he gritted his teeth and added with determination.
"At the start of the game, I let that guy kill me in the first wave."
Huh!?
This time, Lin Feng and Phoenix didn't have time to laugh at him. Their eyes widened in shock.
Mid lane, getting solo-killed?
After all, this was not the match between Minx and Season. MLG's mid laner was not a random Team 2 player like Season.
This was Spoon!
A top-notch mid laner with the strength of the Seven Kings!
Excluding Morning Star, who could enter the realm of the Four Emperors at any time, he could already be considered the number one player below the Four Emperors.
Moreover, Spoon's individual matchup ability was his forte. Even at this level, he was still singlehandedly killed by Fly?
Phoenix frowned again.
"Did you make a mistake?"
He had seen Minx's performance in the first match. No matter how strong Fly was, it was impossible for him to single-handedly kill Spoon.
Because even he couldn't do it easily.
Spoon nodded, but then shook his head and sighed, "It's a mistake, but it's not entirely — at the start of the match, Ryze, went straight to my Lamia to trade health. The two of us were just showing off our maneuvering and skill casting accuracy. When we finally entered the critical health line, I hesitated for a moment and left one of my skills empty, allowing him to seize the opportunity to come up and ignite a wave of attacks."
He paused. His tone was no longer as irritated as before, and he became calm and steady.
"But my mistake is only part of the reason.
"That guy's Ryze … from the beginning to the end, that high-intensity online matchup, he didn't make the slightest mistake. It was almost perfect.
"Even if I didn't let go of that wave of skills, he would've used Flash and Ignite from behind. I would've most likely died, and I might not even have been able to kill myself."
Both Lin Feng and Phoenix listened in silence.
That was because they understood that Spoon's frank words meant that he had admitted that even if they were to redo the match, even if he was careful enough not to make any mistakes, he would still be at a disadvantage against Minx's mid laner, Fly. There was even a possibility that he would be solo killed.
Killing a midlaner of the Seven Kings …
It sounded almost comical.
But if even the person involved had already confirmed it, then no one could relax no matter how hard they tried.
Spoon looked at Phoenix again. "If it were you, you would've been pressured in the middle lane."
Indeed.
Although he was one of the Yonkō (Four Kings), in terms of individual maneuvering ability, Phoenix was indeed not much better than Spoon.
It seemed that most of the current top midlaners in the esports circle were more focused on the development and improvement of overall ability, especially the control of rhythm and the overall situation, which was reflected in team battles in the middle and late stages.
To say that this kind of midlaner who played the early lane offensive style to the fullest and only focused on individual maneuvering —
It was indeed very rare.
But to meet one out of the blue was actually able to force a veteran top midlaner like the Seven Kings and Four Kings into a predicament where it was hard to get off.
Lin Feng also shook his head when he heard this.
Random punches could kill an old master … It seemed to make sense.
Fly might have obvious shortcomings in terms of comprehensive strength. His team fighting ability in the mid to late game and many other aspects were not as good as Spoon, a veteran Seven King Level powerhouse, but he could completely suppress you with his offensive maneuvers.
It was really frustrating.
Spoon raised his head and looked at Lin Feng again.
"If it were you —"
"Maybe there's a way."
"So, how much of your strength have you recovered?"
As a veteran of the S1 season, Spoon naturally knew of Lin Feng's almost dominating style in the tournament as Maple.
Lin Feng rubbed his nose. "Not bad. I'm still a little weaker than I was back then, and not much stronger than you are now."
Spoon nodded, not surprised by Lin Feng's answer, but a little regretful. "That should be enough to beat that guy Minx. You and F are the only midlaners who are really good at lane maneuvering. It's a pity that you haven't come back this year. Now … F is probably the only one who can beat that d * mned guy."
Phoenix nodded in agreement and sighed.
"Maybe … with Fly's playstyle, he might cause a lot of pressure and trouble for F."
When Lin Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"You guys think too highly of the newbie."
Lin Feng had just blurted out this sentence subconsciously, but as soon as he said it, Phoenix and Spoon both turned to look at him.
"What?"
"Maple, don't you think so?"
"I told you, although you only see F as your only opponent, this newbie named Fly … really can't be underestimated," Phoenix even began to kindly advise Lin Feng.
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