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Five official members and two substitutes.
However, whether it was in the previous friendly matches or the last two rounds of elimination matches, the Beijing Telecommunications Association's representative team had always sent two substitute players to accompany the three official players. The other two official midlaners and top laners were hidden and useless.
But even so, the strength displayed by the Beijing Telecommunications Association's representative team still shocked and awed the teams of the various universities in the North China region.
Even the two substitutes from the Beijing Telecommunications Association's team were not to be underestimated!
Just like this Crew Cut substitute top laner who shrugged and took the lead to express his opinion. In the national server, SK Telecom was at the level of a Master. His Blade Girl and Swordmistress were quite amazing, and his laning ability was quite strong.
In comparison, Zhang Hao, the top laner of the Shanghai TV Association's representative team in the video, seemed to be inferior.
Fan Yuan nodded slightly and glanced at the other members of the team.
"What about you guys?"
"Tell me your opinions."
Thus, another member of A-team lazily raised his hand to express his opinion.
"I feel like the bottom lane's coordination is just so-so. There were a few times where the support and the AoE's rhythm made mistakes, right?"
"It's obvious that they haven't gotten used to each other yet —"
Fan Yuan furrowed his brows and warned him with a cold tone.
"Don't underestimate your opponent."
"The representative team of the Shanghai Telecommunications Association played a friendly match with the first team of the Shanghai Institute of Finance and won 2-0."
At this moment, another voice suddenly rang out.
"It's normal, isn't it?"
Everyone, including Fan Yuan, instinctively looked in the direction of the voice. They saw the support member of the Beijing Telecommunications Association's representative team. He did not look good, and he wore a pair of glasses. Behind the lenses, his small eyes shone with a cold light.
"The representative team of the Shanghai Telecommunications Association should be commanded by their assistant, Ceng Rui."
"That guy used to be the captain of Shanghai High School's school team, the king of support players."
"Against the first team of the Shanghai Institute of Finance … If the opponent is careless and underestimates the enemy, a 2-0 victory is certainly not a problem."
Although he sounded like he was praising Ceng Rui, there was an undisguised chill in the tone of this assistant member of the Beijing Telecommunications Association team.
It was as if...
It was as if he and Ceng Rui had some kind of irreconcilable grudge.
…
However, when Ceng Rui's identity and information were mentioned, the expressions of the Beijing Telecommunications Association's team members became a little more serious.
"The captain of the Shanghai High School team?"
"I've heard of him. I think he's the strongest guy in Shanghai's high school."
"Aiden, the king of support? Solo?"
"Stronger than Hong Yi?"
The full name of the team's support player was Zhang Hongyi. Not many people knew what kind of conflict he had with Ceng Rui, but Zhang Hongyi himself had relied on his friend's bottom lane duo to make it to the master division. He was only one step away from the King division.
Listening to his teammates' discussion, Zhang Hongyi let out a muffled groan, his face clearly darkening.
From the looks of it … his hostility and hatred towards Ceng Rui was not ordinary.
"And their midlaner, he's pretty strong too —"
The jungler of the Beijing Telecommunications Association's representative team commented. The other players around him also hesitated for a moment. They thought back to the performance of a certain someone's clockwork in the recording of the match, and after a while, they nodded in agreement.
The other substitute midlaner of the team frowned.
"This guy's really good at pressuring people online."
"If I were to play … it might be a little difficult for me in the early stages."
Although he was only a substitute midlaner, in fact, his strength had also reached the master division. It was indeed rare to hear him admit that he was inferior to someone else.
But then, another cold voice rang out slowly.
"It doesn't matter."
"If we go against them, I'll definitely play."
"Mid lane …"
"Just leave it to me."
Hearing the voice and not seeing the person, one could already feel the cold arrogance and absolute confidence in these concise words.
Fan Yuan's gaze involuntarily shifted to the front of the conference table. His gaze fell on the player sitting in the soft chair. He could not help but reveal a satisfied smile on his face.
"With your words, Yu Ping, then there's no problem."
Based on his words, the vice president of the Beijing Esports Association headquarters seemed to be full of confidence and confidence in this player named "Yu Ping."
Yu Ping only nodded, as if he was too lazy to say anything else.
For him, the representative team of the Shanghai Esports Association was not the least bit of a threat. The opponent's midlaner was also not worth his attention.
In fact, what he was really interested in …
Yu Ping's eyes were slightly burning with an unpredictable fighting spirit.
Between himself and Glee, who was said to have reached the seventh place on the Korean server's Champion Division leaderboard, who was stronger?
…
Guangzhou.
In the same apartment, several members of the Guangzhou Esports Association, including two coaches and a translator, were also in a meeting.
The LCD screen on the wall had just played the recordings of two matches.
One was the representative team of the Beijing Esports Association.
The other was naturally the representative team of the Shanghai Esports Association.
The two coaches and several players also came to the same conclusion as the representative team of the Beijing Esports Association.
The strength of the Shanghai Esports Association's midlaner was indeed very good.
However, this kind of thing did not seem to affect or trouble the several members of the Guangzhou Telecommunications Association team, including the coaches.
"Glee, do you have any thoughts?"
A tactical coach had a polite smile on his face. His eyes fell on the pale and sickly boy next to him. His lips were as thin as paper, but his eyes were narrow and sharp.
This was Glee.
He was the top midlaner who had reached the seventh place on the Korean server's Champion Division leaderboard.
He was one of the most famous gods on the Korean server.
Even Huya Live Streaming Platform had specially sent out invitations to be a popular streamer.
The translator next to him explained the tactical coach's question to Glee. The latter raised his eyebrows slightly, his thin lips curved into an extremely contemptuous and sarcastic smile. He then said a few words in an arrogant tone.
The translator translated Glee's answer from Korean to Chinese:
"I have no opinion."
"In the previous match, the opponent was just too weak. It doesn't mean anything at all."
"I can defeat a midlaner of this level with only 70% of my strength."
Suddenly, Glee frowned again, as if he was a little dissatisfied. Then, a strange smile appeared on his pale and sickly face. He stretched out his hand and gestured the number "5".
This kind of gesture was immediately understood by everyone present.
Glee meant that he didn't need to use 70% of his strength.
He only needed 50% of his strength to completely crush the Shanghai Esports Association's midlaner.
… …
The comments from the Beijing and Guangzhou Esports Association's representative teams naturally did not fall into Lin Feng's ears.
Next up was the East China region's top 32 elimination round. The Shanghai Esports Association's representative team had to hurry up and start a new round of intense training.
However, on that day, Lin Feng was a little absent-minded during training.
Because just last night, he had received a call.
It was an international long-distance call from overseas.
Surprisingly, the one who called was Master Number One, whom Lin Feng admired the most.
And this time, the true legend of the previous generation's professional esports circle did not chat too much with Lin Feng.
That person had only said a few words to Lin Feng in a simple and casual manner.
A message.
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