This was not the first time that Number One had shown his strength in front of everyone in the training room.
As early as when the three major guilds were training and preparing for the tournament, No.1, as the chief coach, had personally gone on stage more than once to give pointers to KG, Quick Water, and God. He had accompanied the main mid laners of each team to practice with each other's positions.
Including Lin Feng.
At that time, when they were still at KG Club's training base, Number One had randomly chosen a mid laner, Ice Bird, to go against someone's Clockwork Demon, and then … it was almost completely crushed.
So at that time, the LPL players of the three domestic teams already had a sufficient understanding of the strength of Number One, and they were even more in awe of him.
It was just that …
They never thought that even at that time, what Number One had shown was still not his true strength.
Even —
Perhaps at that time, the well-deserved legend of the domestic server and even the world's professional esports circle had never really been serious.
Until now, at this moment.
Two hours ago, when Number One casually said to Morning Star, "I'm going to show my true strength," everyone in the training room was finally stunned for the first time. They were shocked to see the absolute style of this legendary senior when he went all out and showed his "true strength."
Three consecutive 5v5 actual combat training sessions.
Three matches of mid lane matchups.
Even if the bottom lane also had Huangxue Nightsong and Lin Feng in the ADC position, they were completely reduced to supporting characters. All the glory of the entire Summoner's Canyon seemed to be focused on the mid laner hero under Number One's control.
In a true sense, he dominated the entire game.
His casual and unrestrained movements made people's hearts tremble and sway. When they came back to their senses, they realized that the rhythm of the entire game had been completely carried by that person to an irreversible extent.
Even if his opponent in the middle lane was Morning Star, who was now only a layer away from the threshold of the Yonkō (Four Emperors).
Even if this was the strongest mid laner in the LPL region, he could even win against top Yonkō (Four Emperors) players like Moon and Phoenix.
But it seemed that in front of the true legend of the esports circle —
He had no ability to resist at all.
The lane was perfectly suppressed.
Even if he were to face an opponent at the level of the Seven Kings or even the Four Emperors, he would be able to pose a huge threat to them. However, when it came to Number One, it was like a clay ox entering the sea, drifting away and disappearing without any effort.
It wasn't just the alignment.
He even had to consider the roaming support in the early and middle stages of the game, as well as the teamwork with his side and jungler teammates.
Then there was the mid-stage team battle maneuver, and even the late-stage …
No.
There was no late stage.
This was the most important reason why everyone in the training room couldn't help but gasp. Morning Star's current lineup consisted of God Squad's five main players. God Hand of God was best at controlling the situation in the early and middle stages. Even when they were at a disadvantage, they would still be pressured and drag the pace into the later stages before trying to turn the tables.
Very few opponents, not even teams as strong as Fate, Legend, or SSK, had managed to end the match in the early and middle stages of the match.
However, the three matches that had just ended did not last more than thirty minutes. At most, they could only be considered to be in the middle and late stages.
He was taken down as if he was chopping vegetables.
…
Lin Feng couldn't help but feel his eyelids twitch.
Even though he was on the same team as Senior No. 1, he could still clearly and intuitively feel and experience that terrifying dominance and pressure that made one gasp in shock and awe.
He also remembered the training matches that he had played against Senior No. 1 during the training for the three major guilds in China.
At that time, he was still brimming with confidence that as long as he was given a little more time or a few more chances, he would be able to get back at Senior No. 1.
But now …
Only now did he realize how naive he had been.
Not to mention Morning Star who was in the mid lane position in the previous three matches, even if it was him who had returned to the threshold of the Yonkō (Four Emperors), he wouldn't have any chance of winning against Senior No. 1 in this state just now.
This was …
Senior No. 1's true strength.
This was the legendary number one player who was able to suppress many of the top legends of the previous generation. Even Europe's Shadow Crow and Korea's Lee Do-jae had to bow their heads and admit their inferiority.
That was why even Number Five, Number Two, Number Three, and Number Four were so engrossed in the fight.
Because to the few of them —
It was extremely rare for them to see Number One bring out all of his abilities to battle.
It was also because of this that they were able to come up with a firm and reassuring judgment. Perhaps God and SSK were racing against time to prepare for the finals, but Team God was definitely more efficient and had more confidence in winning.
The two from the previous generation of Korea might be able to help Han Shihao come up with a plan to break through the bottleneck above the Yonkō.
But on their side …
There was the one and only legend in the world who had truly crossed the threshold, personally demonstrating and teaching.
"If Ah Xing still can't comprehend something, it would be unjustifiable."
Number Three commented.
Number Four nodded in agreement while Number Two beside him said coldly,
"It's not just teaching."
"This guy … is also warming up for himself."
The other three paused for a moment before showing a look of agreement.
Indeed.
Although the current mock competition was for the members of Team God to prepare for the finals, this year's finals wasn't the end. On the contrary, it was the start of the real battle.
It wasn't just for Morning Star to break through the bottleneck.
Furthermore, Number One himself had to warm up for next year's new season, which would involve the entire previous generation, and prepare for the pinnacle battles that would take place in the previous generation.
"Then, shouldn't the few of us be busy as well?"
Number Three narrowed his eyes and threw the question to his three teammates.
Number Four adjusted the spectacles on the bridge of his nose.
"As for me … I'm probably the one in the worst condition out of all of us. I'll have to ask you guys to bear with me later."
Number Five smiled sweetly.
"It's fine."
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since the five of us fought side by side."
"I miss it."
Number Two raised his eyes and swept his gaze across the five main members of Team God. "But these few brats … might not be enough."
Another mock competition had come to an end.
Number Three walked up to Number One and casually said a few words to him. Number One paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile on his face. He then looked at Lin Feng, who was sitting in the ADC seat next to him, and said, "Go.
"Lin Feng, go to the opposite side next."
Someone was stunned.
"Huh?"
"Opposite side? What position should I play?"
Number Three waved his hand. "Up to you. Top lane, support, jungler. Pick one."
This meant that he would keep Morning Star in the mid lane and Barren Snow Nightsong in the ADC position. If these two core aces of Team God and Lin Feng were to join them, the strength of the lineup would be even more terrifying than the original five main members of Team God.
Someone's eyes lit up.
"Sure!"
"Will it still be Senior One?"
"Of course!"
Someone began to rub his palms together in anticipation.
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