Out of habit, Number 2 and Number 3 started arguing again.
On the other hand, No.4 and No.5 were already used to it. Back in the previous generation, when everyone was still fighting side by side in the professional arena, these two had also gotten along with each other in such a manner. Now, they were much more restrained. If it were back in the day, they would have been even noisier.
However, it was rare.
Because it had been a long time since they had the experience of fighting side by side like this morning. Coincidentally, the younger generation did not let them down and caused them some trouble.
"That's a good thing," Number 5 commented with a smile.
Number 4 habitually adjusted his spectacle frame.
"But, we have been relaxing for too long. If we really want to move next year, we need to make some adjustments."
Number One raised his eyes and looked at Number Two and Number Three, who were still arguing with each other.
"Alright."
"If you really think that it's because you didn't play seriously, then work harder this afternoon."
"Against these brats, bring out all the standards you should have. Don't think about other things."
"Don't forget, you can ignore it, but when the troublesome battles start next year, some people will not slack off like you."
"They … are coming for us."
As soon as he said this, the dining table instantly fell silent. Even Number 2 and Number 3 who were arguing stopped. They looked at each other and nodded slowly.
Indeed.
Just like this morning, when the five of them joined forces and personally went on stage, it was naturally not a last minute decision. In fact, it was not even for the upcoming finals, but for the future, for the greater and more arduous challenges that awaited them next year.
Right now, they were just giving the younger generation a warning and helping them to adapt to the more difficult and more intense battles in the future.
After all —
Perhaps when the five of them joined forces, they were stronger than the current world's strongest team, SSK. But if they were to look at the previous generation's professional esports circle, they were not the only ones who could reach or approach such heights.
Number 3 narrowed his eyes.
"True."
"Bottom lane, train harder. Otherwise, this bunch of kids might not be able to adapt so quickly next year …"
Next year's battles, even compared to this year's finals, were destined to be more intense and difficult.
Number Four smiled.
"Moreover, if we can get the championship trophy this year, the pressure next year will be reduced by half."
Number One's expression was noncommittal. "There will be a chance."
Number Five looked at the table where Lin Feng and the others were sitting and said, "I think I heard Lin Feng and the others discussing how to win three matches in a set of 'best-of-five' matches."
Number Two, who was sitting beside him, nodded slightly. Although his expression was still cold and indifferent, his words expressed his agreement.
"Ah Xing's Ryze can secure a victory."
Since these words came from 002's mouth, the weight was naturally heavier and more credible.
Just a few days ago, during the preparation stage for the semifinals, he had asked Morning Star to demonstrate a round of Rune Mage Ryze's midlaner. Under the control of Team God's junior, Ryze, the midlaner's elegance was so impressive that even a legend like him couldn't help but be moved.
Even Number One nodded again to show his approval.
"Yes."
"That move is relatively the most stable move."
"But other than that one victory, we still need to secure two more victories. It won't be easy to secure it."
"Their strategy in the morning is still alright. You guys can try to perfect it in the afternoon. There should be a chance to refine it a little more."
Number Three chuckled.
"This strategy is really one set after another. In the next few days, we'll practice according to this rhythm. In my opinion, the chances of winning the finals will be more than 50%."
A 10% chance of winning was already enough to strive for a miracle.
And 50% —
That was equivalent to the championship trophy right in front of them, within reach.
Number One narrowed his eyes.
"Of course."
"If … there are no accidents."
The atmosphere at the table fell silent with Number One's words.
The few legends in the previous generation's eSports circle knew very well that there was no lack of accidents in the professional eSports arena.
Number Four's face was solemn and worried. "I wonder … how are M and Li Daozai's progress?"
Number Two sneered.
"I don't think they're any slower than us."
"They … are also trying their best to win as fast as possible."
…
There were still four days left before the finals.
For the vast number of ordinary players and netizens on the internet, the past few days of waiting had been incredibly difficult. While they looked forward to the arrival of the final battle, they could not help but search for recent first-hand information on the various teams they supported.
They couldn't wait to know how their respective teams had adjusted over the past few days.
How their training was going.
Did they come up with new strategies?
What kind of trump card did he prepare?
This would give the players and fans more confidence and hope for the final championship trophy of this year's Finals.
But it was not easy for the fans of the two teams to obtain relevant information.
Because the two teams, whether it was God- Hand of God or SSK, were in a state of high alert. They were in their respective hotel training rooms, preparing for the finals.
SSK's training room.
The four main players, Mafa, Cube, Wolf, and Ray, were constantly undergoing actual combat simulation training under the personal guidance of the club's chief supervisor, Park Chan-yeol. Compared with the preparation for the game under the leadership of the club's head coach, it seemed that the training mode and intensity had changed dramatically under the supervision of the young director.
Good or bad.
But at least, from the sweat on the foreheads of the main players of SSK sitting in front of the computer screen, one could tell how exhausted they were from the training.
From time to time, the young director would say a few words in a leisurely and light tone, "That's right.
"That's it?"
"Is this how you guys are now?"
"How did your head coach train you before? Did he go easy on you?"
"With this level of performance, do you think you deserve to be part of our SSK's main lineup?"
"Compared to the senior players of SSK in previous seasons, you're not even close —"
If anyone else had said this, the current members of SSK would definitely have turned hostile on the spot. However, it just so happened that these words came from the mouth of their young director, the true head coach behind the scenes of SSK Club, who had personally groomed batches of top players since the establishment of SSK Club. He had the absolute confidence and qualifications to make such a merciless evaluation of them.
Ray's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot.
"Of course —"
"That's not all!"
Mafa took a deep breath and growled,
"Continue!"
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