That night.
After eating dinner with Lin Feng and the others, Tang Bingyao went to an internet cafe not far from the hotel to continue her training with her senior teacher.
However, tonight's training was slightly different from the previous two days. After playing two simple solo matches with TangTang, the girl was allowed to play a European server ranking match in the Master Division. After that, the training came to a temporary halt. Bullet started talking to the girl.
"Becoming a pro player is only the beginning of learning and improvement."
"From the simplest and most direct division of strength, it can be divided into the ordinary third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate. Above the first-rate is the so-called world competition level, which is the true first-rate strength. It represents the first echelon level of the competition zone."
"Of course, if you want to subdivide it further, you can divide it into more stages. Be it the official system of the World Telecommunications Association or the competition zones, they all have a special strength evaluation system. You don't need to know too much about it."
"But above the first echelon, only the so-called 'Seven Kings' and 'Four Emperors' of your new generation are recognized by the general public."
"Your current overall strength is still a long way from reaching these two levels. Strictly speaking, there's still a gap between you and a true first-rate player."
Hearing this, Tang Bingyao couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She lowered her head in embarrassment.
"Senior, I'm too weak …"
It was only when Bullet was facing the disciple he had personally chosen to inherit his legacy that he would show a rare gentle smile and encourage him.
"There's no need to be ashamed."
"Every pro player has their own beginning and starting point. They all need to slowly improve and become stronger step by step."
"Your talent has already determined that your starting point will be higher than 99% of the pro players. This is an area that others cannot reach, and it is also the greatest reliance that will allow you to stand higher than everyone else in the future."
Tang Bingyao looked at her master in a daze. She spoke hesitantly in a small voice.
"Senior, can I really …"
It wasn't that the girl didn't have enough desire to become stronger. On the contrary, if it wasn't for her desire to become stronger faster, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to confess her thoughts and feelings to the senior in front of her.
In the past two days of training, although Bullet had patiently and unreservedly taught and guided her, she had made very little progress. She had even forgotten some of the mistakes that had just been pointed out and subconsciously made the same mistakes again.
This made the girl a little depressed, and she also felt a little uneasy in her heart.
Bullet's eyebrows twitched.
"Oh."
"What are you worried about?"
The girl lowered her head and said softly,
"It's just that these two days of practice … I can't remember a lot of things. Senior, you've taught me so many times, but I still make mistakes … And there are some operating methods that I've tried to use in the qualifiers after listening to you, but it's still very awkward and not smooth at all. It seems like I'm playing even worse —"
Bullet was slightly startled.
Then, for the first time in a long time, he was speechless.
The girl's words were very frank, which was rare for him. If the latter half of her words were translated simply, what she meant was, "I learned what you taught me, but not only did it not work, it seemed to have the opposite effect."
This was basically accusing her master of being unreliable.
After Tang Bingyao finished speaking, she suddenly realized the problem with her words. Her face instantly turned red, and she nervously explained, "Senior, I didn't mean it that way …"
Bullet waved his hand nonchalantly.
"It's fine."
"If that's all you're worried about, then you don't have to worry."
"Because this is a very common situation for a professional player. You can even think of it as a good thing."
Good thing?
The girl was slightly stunned when she heard this. She looked at the senior master in front of her in confusion.
Bullet nodded and explained patiently.
"Yes, it's a good thing."
"Because as a professional player, or even just an ordinary esports player, when you stay at your original level for too long and try to make a breakthrough, you will inevitably encounter such a situation in the process of breaking through."
"And this isn't because your method of making a breakthrough isn't right. It's because you've found the right path. It's just that in the process of making a change, it will conflict with your original operating style and playstyle. It will cause a lot of your playing to become sluggish and even a little out of shape."
"But as long as you continue to persevere and gradually adapt to these new changes, these things will be more naturally integrated into your original operating system. It will even make your playing better and more perfect."
At this point, Bullet paused and looked at Tang Bingyao in front of him. A hint of a smile appeared on his serious and rigid face.
"So, all you need to do is calm down and work hard to get used to it."
"Because this is just the beginning. In the future, when you reach a higher level, you will continue to encounter this kind of situation more than once."
"Break through to Seven Kings."
"From Seven Kings to Four Emperors."
"Or even higher."
"Every breakthrough will inevitably be accompanied by a period like this, and this stage can also be called 'Cocoon Breaking'."
"Only when you truly break out of the cocoon and look back, will you see that the height you were originally at has been left far behind. What awaits you … is a brand new realm."
The girl couldn't help but feel a little dazed and yearning as she listened. Then, she came back to her senses and slightly widened her eyes.
"Above the Four Emperors … will also encounter this kind of situation?"
For the girl, and even for most players in the world, the title of "Four Emperors" in the new generation represented the highest level of professional esports.
Bullet paused for a moment. Then, his expression returned to normal and he calmly nodded.
"Of course."
"For example, that kid with the surname Han from Team SSK today. He's the best example."
The girl subconsciously opened her small mouth.
"Senior, you also went to the match today?"
Bullet replied with a "Yeah."
"I just watched a few matches."
Tang Bingyao suddenly remembered the discussion she heard from the LPL players in the arena today. She immediately covered her mouth in shock.
"That … that F, it really isn't a problem with his condition …"
Bullet raised his eyebrows.
"Of course not."
"If you can't even see this, then you're probably a brainless idiot."
"That kid with the surname Han … is indeed amazing. His current situation is similar to yours, but he's a few levels higher than you, and the difficulty level is also more than double."
"If he really succeeds, heh …"
At this point, Bullet only let out a snort and did not continue. It was as if even he was a little afraid of certain possibilities in the future, and he maintained a faint vigilance and respect.
But then, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"But it's also strange."
"The only thing I can't figure out is why that kid would dare to try something like this at a time like the finals."
"His situation is different from yours. The problem you're currently facing can be checked by me throughout the entire process, and I can make sure that every step is at least on the right path without any mistakes. But for him … hmph, even that guy Li Daozai might not be able to help him in this kind of thing."
Hearing the senior in front of her frowning and muttering to himself, Tang Bingyao was a little puzzled.
"So senior, you're saying …"
Bullet paused again. Then, his eyes gradually became sharp.
"I'm saying …
That kid … should have someone helping him. "
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