The computer screen once again lit up with the statistics interface.
It signified the end of another solo match.
This was the ninth solo match between Han Shihao and Li Daozai, the holders of the "F" title in two generations.
Even before these nine matches, Han Shihao had also completed two top-notch Challenger's Matchups in the European server's Solo Mode.
More than two hours of high-intensity and intense combat training did not seem to consume any physical energy for the two players in front of the computer screen in the training room.
However, Han Shihao remained silent and did not say a word.
Li Daozai's brows furrowed even more. He also did not speak.
M, who was the only spectator in the training room, reached out and rubbed his temples. He looked a little tired.
Even in the previous generation, his physical endurance was not considered outstanding among the top legends. Although he was only a spectator, he had to memorize and analyze all the details of every training match for two hours. The physical and mental exhaustion was no less than that of the other two players in the training room.
The most important point was — —
The problem they were facing right now was not something that could be easily solved in two or three moves.
Furthermore …
Just like that, for two whole hours, no matter how focused the spectators were, no matter how much the opposing operators performed, no matter how much they performed at a breathtaking level, there was not the slightest bit of progress in the difficult problem they were trying to solve, which made them feel gloomy.
In other words —
In other words, the past two hours had been a complete waste of time without any results.
One had to know that of the three people in the training room, one was the leader of the new generation of the Four Emperors in the eSports circle, while the other two were the top legends of the previous generation. The three of them had gathered together to tackle a difficult problem, but they had made no progress. Before this happened, it was almost unimaginable.
But the reality was cold in front of the three of them.
Li Daozai took a breath and looked at Han Shihao sitting across from him.
"How is it?"
Han Shihao was silent, then slowly shook his head.
"Almost."
This conversation had also been repeated nine times. Each time, the same question was asked and the same answer was given.
M habitually reached out to adjust his glasses. He shook his head with a bitter smile.
"I think the problem is too simple …"
"This hurdle is indeed not so easy to cross."
Yes.
Needless to say, one could understand this logic. Looking at the entire world of professional esports, from the previous generation to the current new generation, for more than a decade, there had been countless top geniuses or legendary powerhouses. However, there had always been only one person who could cross that supreme threshold.
Even M and Li Daozai in the training room, as M had just admitted, had never experienced the scenery beyond the threshold. They could only share their own experiences and insights with Han Shihao.
Speaking of which, Li Daozai was second only to "that person" in China's previous generation's esports circle. He was also the one who had fought with "that person" the most times, understood him the most, and had truly experienced his strength the most.
Therefore, there was no doubt that he was Han Shihao's ideal sparring partner.
But …
This kind of training progress really made people feel irritated and unbearable.
"This can't go on."
Li Daozai said coldly, directly rejecting the hard work of the three of them in the past two hours.
"It's just a waste of time."
But if there was no better way, then these words would just be grumbling and meaningless.
So this sentence was originally thrown to M, who was the only spectator and analyst of the battle.
M pondered for a while and shook his head.
"It can't go on like this."
"The method is wrong."
Li Daozai raised his eyebrows and looked at his old friend. There was no need to express his inquiry. M frowned again. After thinking for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes."
"The method isn't right. The solo matches just now were too homogenous. Dao Master, you and Shihao were originally leaning towards the same type of playing style. No matter how many matches you played, it would only be equivalent to Shihao fighting against you. There's not much meaning to it."
"If you want to cross that threshold … you have to jump out of the original thinking frame and operating habits."
"So, change."
Li Daozai frowned. "How?"
M pushed up his glasses. His eyes flickered slightly under the lenses.
"This is the best time to display your advantage, Daozai. We have never really stood at that height, but at least some people have, haven't they?"
"And among all of us, you happen to be the one who is the most familiar with that person."
His tone was meaningful.
Han Shihao was stunned when he heard this, and he seemed to have grasped something. Li Daozai reacted even faster, and his expression had already changed a little. "I'm sorry.
"You want —"
M smiled.
"Yes."
"Although it may be a little uncomfortable for you personally, if it is for Shihao … there is no harm in making a sacrifice, is there?"
"So, the solo matches continue."
"But —"
At this point, M paused for a moment, then slowly spoke of his own idea.
"Daozai, please try your best … to simulate 001's operating style."
…
In comparison, they were both training for actual combat, but the atmosphere in God's training room was much more relaxed.
After a 5v5 actual combat match ended, the emblem of "Victory" slowly appeared in the center of the game screen on the computer screen in front of him. Number One casually pushed the keyboard away, looked up at Morning Star who was sitting directly opposite him, and smiled.
"Not bad."
"It's even better than I expected."
Morning Star at Dawn revealed an ashamed expression.
"Senior, you flatter me."
"I still have a long way to go …"
He was indeed not being modest.
Although he was only one step away from crossing the threshold of the Yonkō (Four Emperors), if he were to compare himself to Senior No. 1 who had just gone through such a training session, the current Morning Star was indeed far from being on par with him.
Considering that Number One was also the only legendary existence in the world of professional esports who had truly reached the height above the Four Emperors, the difference in strength between the two was actually two realms apart.
Number Three, who was watching the match from the sidelines, twitched his mouth.
"You don't have to blame yourself too much."
"If you can compete with No.1 right now, there wouldn't be so many problems. Against SSK, all you have to do is bulldoze your way through them."
This was also the truth. If Morning Star today had the strength of Number One, he wouldn't even have to worry about whether Han Shihao would break through the threshold before the finals. Even if Han Shihao did, he still wouldn't have any chance of winning.
Number One laughed.
"Don't think too much."
"But after this match, I've seen something. It's good news."
"Compared to that little guy with the surname Han in SSK … your progress is definitely faster."
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