Morning Star couldn't agree more with No. 1's statement about increasing the intensity of training to further squeeze out his potential.
Therefore, in the few consecutive matches with Number One in the middle lane, even if he lost consecutively, even if he could not help but feel dispirited and powerless when facing the legendary and strongest person in the world of professional esports, he tried his best to overcome it, grit his teeth, and continue to challenge.
But even with Morning Star's tenacious and steady personality, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the new lineup arrangement made by his seniors.
Because …
There was always a limit.
One or two players could barely win, three was already a huge challenge, and four was basically impossible. But if all five of them came together …
Even if the real God himself came, he probably wouldn't even have the slightest idea of winning against this legendary lineup from the previous generation, let alone their Hand of God.
It was a complete one-sided suppression …
How were they supposed to fight?
No. 1 was still as calm as ever.
"It's fine.
It's also a form of training and experience. "
"Just treat us as your opponents in the finals. Treat us as SSK's five-man lineup."
Lin Feng, Morning Star, and Huangxue Nightsong looked at each other. "…"
Black lines appeared on someone's forehead.
"This … isn't it a little too far?"
Even if all five of SSK's players came out, it still wouldn't be enough compared to the seniors in front of them. Even if Han Shihao really did break through the threshold of becoming one of the Four Emperors, it still wouldn't make a difference.
But the decision had been made, and there was no room for change. No. 1 waved his hand.
"Alright.
Don't waste time. Come on, let's fight. "
Lin Feng, Morning Star, and Huangxue Nightsong looked at each other again. They could see the headache, helplessness, and resignation in each other's eyes.
Next …
They would probably have to bite the bullet.
…
His prediction was correct.
Perhaps before such a rare training match began, the other members of Team God and the substitutes in the training room couldn't help but feel a little excited. They thought that even if they were to face the five-man lineup of the seniors, with the help of Lin Feng, they might still stand a chance.
If he really won … wouldn't that be awesome?
But when the duel officially began —
Everyone in the training room realized how foolish and laughable their idea was in an extremely short amount of time.
Similarly.
Everyone was also shocked by the pace of the match and the process of what had happened. They were completely dumbfounded.
For the first six minutes, there weren't many problems. The three lanes, including the jungle, were relatively stable. Top lane Lin Feng versus No.3, and mid lane Morning Star versus No.2. They gritted their teeth and fought fiercely. Even Huangxue Nightsong, who was facing the combination of No.1 and No.5 at the bottom lane, had to brace himself and endure the pressure, stabilizing his rhythm of last hits.
But.
Six minutes later.
Under the control of the fourth player, the Spider Spiders on the top lane gank and the third player, Bladelight, dealt damage and crowd control to Lin Feng's top lane Gnar. Then, at the 7: 40 mark of the match, the first and the fifth player, Policewoman and the support, Japanese Girl, killed Barren Snow Nightsong's Frost Archer.
The pace of the match changed in an instant.
Almost from this moment onwards, the entire situation seemed to fall into the hands of the legendary players from the previous generation of the national server at a shocking speed.
Ten minutes.
The head count on both sides became 0: 4.
Fifteen minutes.
The difference in head count widened to 2: 8.
After 20 minutes, the overall economic gap between the two teams had reached 7,000. The two small dragons and more than half of the jungle resources were firmly controlled by No.1 and the others, who had a lead of three towers.
By the time the match reached the 25th minute, the economic gap had widened to a full 9,000.
Directly …
There was no way to continue.
The spectators of Team God's second team and their substitutes, as well as the club's coaches and team leaders, were completely stunned. They had expected this match to be more difficult for their own main players, but they had never imagined that even with the addition of Lin Feng, a strong new force, they would collapse so quickly against the five-man lineup of several specially hired coaches.
It really was a collapse.
The gap between the two teams suddenly widened to an irreparable extent.
Twenty minutes …
Nearly 10,000 economic gap.
Moreover, they couldn't even see Lin Feng and the others making a comeback. They didn't even have the slightest chance. In the twenty-fifth minute of the match, Number One and the others had completely sealed the victory for Lin Feng and the others under their flawless control.
The training match finally ended in the 29th minute of the match.
But in fact … counting from the 20 minutes onwards, it was already garbage time.
The last nine minutes were incomparably torturous, as if a day had passed by like a year. Every second, as No.1 and the other four advanced methodically, for Lin Feng and the others, little by little, the feeling of helplessness became more and more vivid.
They lost.
The training room was silent.
As the victors, No.1 and the others had relaxed expressions on their faces. The corner of No.3's mouth twitched. "Tsk, didn't have enough fun."
No.2's expression was still indifferent.
He commented, "It could have ended a little faster."
Number Four smiled a little.
"Looks like my current condition is not enough to drag you guys down."
No.1 also nodded slightly. "Yes, all of you are old, but you can still cooperate like this. You pass, not bad."
No.5 covered his mouth and chuckled. "It feels like … the same as before."
The seniors chatted and laughed. The atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful, forming a perfect contrast with Lin Feng and the others sitting on the other side.
Whether it was Lin Feng, Morning Star, Huangxue Nightsong, or the other main players of God Team One, their expressions were incomparably gloomy.
They accepted defeat.
They had even mentally prepared themselves for defeat before the match.
But …
When the match ended and they lost to the seniors in such a way that they could not even fight back, they realized how terrible this feeling was.
Even if the opponents were seniors —
This kind of defeat was still hard to accept.
At this moment, No.1 looked over with a calm smile on his face. "How is it, what do you think?"
That one sentence seemed to ignite a barrel of gunpowder.
Lin Feng, Morning Star, and Huangxue Nightsong's eyes lit up at almost the same time. They gritted their teeth and shouted in unison.
"Again!"
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