At the beginning of the morning training, Han Shihao's progress wasn't considered smooth.
It wasn't even a normal situation where he stumbled, but he still moved forward.
Instead, he had no clue at all. He had wasted two to three hours without any substantial results.
If he continued at this pace, then even if he had Lee Daozai and M, the two top legends of the previous generation, as his sparring partners, even if he continued for five days, Han Shihao's bottleneck problem wouldn't be solved or even improved.
Fortunately.
It was indeed because M and Lee Daozai, the two legends of the previous generation, were present. Not only did they have a glorious resume and perfect personal ability, but they also had a vision and experience that no one else had.
That was how M came up with a solution to the problem.
M's solution alone wasn't enough. It was precisely because of Lee Daozai's existence that he was able to make up for the most crucial and indispensable part of M's solution.
That was the bottleneck that Han Shihao was currently facing. Although only "that person" from China had personally experienced the scenery above that threshold, as "that person's" strongest competitor in the past, even Li Daozai had never crossed that threshold. However, other than "that person's" strongest competitor, Han Shihao was the one who had the deepest experience of that new realm.
Therefore, the training schedule was immediately adjusted.
It was still solo practice.
But Lee Daozai directly gave up on the style that he was most familiar with and chose to try his best to recall and simulate the operating style of his greatest rival in the past to fight against Han Shihao.
The effect …
Was obvious!
Even if he tried to simulate "that person's" operating style, for Lee Daozai, at the beginning, not only was it a bit subjective, but it was inevitable that he would be a bit jerky in the specific aspects. But after slowly adjusting and adapting, he became more and more skilled.
More importantly, by using this method to practice with Han Shihao, this junior mid player of Team God really began to grasp some new ideas that he hadn't been able to grasp before.
It was as if his horizons and thoughts were suddenly opened up in an instant.
It was not to the extent where his inspiration would spill out.
But with the current bottleneck that Han Shihao was facing, even if he only slightly opened the door that was originally tightly shut, it would be enough for him to seize the opportunity to look inside, and then slowly pry open the door completely.
When his thoughts returned to reality, Han Shihao found that the game on the computer screen in front of him had paused on the final statistics of the last game for a while. M, who was watching the game from the side, looked at him with concern.
"Shihao?"
"What's wrong? Are you too tired? Why don't you take a break?"
The three of them had been sparring in this specialized training room since the morning until now. Even for lunch, they only had mineral water and some bread to appease their hunger. For the rest of the day, they didn't have any time to rest. They were completely immersed in training.
Han Shihao shook his head.
"No need."
"My current state … feels very good."
"I want to keep it up."
As he spoke, he looked at M and Li Daozai, then bowed respectfully and solemnly.
"I'll have to trouble the two seniors again."
Yes.
Although Han Shihao had never asked for help from the two seniors of the previous generation in front of him, it was impossible for Han Shihao to make such progress and gain from today's training alone.
The two seniors in front of him …
They had really put in a lot of effort to cooperate with him and help him without holding back.
M smiled warmly.
"It's not a big deal for me."
"Your senior, Daozai, has worked much harder than me. I should thank him."
Indeed, Han Shihao had fought so many games since the morning. Although he didn't have any time to rest, even if M occasionally came up to take turns, Li Daozai still had to try his best to simulate "that person's" playing style and operating rhythm. For him, the energy consumption was no less than that of his junior.
Seeing Han Shihao's gaze fall on him, Li Daozai's expression remained indifferent. He just said in a cold tone as usual,
"Since it feels good, then don't talk nonsense."
"Continue!"
Han Shihao was slightly startled, then nodded slowly. His eyes turned back to the computer screen in front of him, moved the mouse, and prepared to continue the next game.
Seeing this scene, M couldn't help but smile again.
His old friend was only one step away from the threshold of that bottleneck in the previous generation, but he failed to successfully cross it. Now, although he still had the ambition, his state was no longer at the peak of that year. It was already impossible for him to attack that realm, so he had always felt regret.
But now …
If he could see the successor that he had brought up surpass him and reach a whole new realm that he had never reached in the past, this old friend of his would definitely be incomparably excited and gratified.
This pair of master and disciple …
They had almost the same temperament and personality. They were never good at words. Even if they wanted to express something, they would not directly express it because of their pride or other reasons.
But he knew his old friend's character very well.
M shook his head gently and withdrew his thoughts. He picked up the notebook in his hand and looked at it from left to right. He said to the two who had already sat in front of the computer screen and were ready for a new game.
"Okay."
"There's an effect at the beginning, continue to maintain it."
"But there are some small details that I'll mention, pay attention to —"
…
They were all racing against time.
Not only the players, coaches, and leaders of the two teams, but even the legendary existences of the previous generation of the two major divisions had come out in person.
The undercurrent was surging.
The invisible competition had slowly unfolded over Manchester City, which was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Time passed quickly and moved forward.
The countdown to the final battle of this year's world finals was also constantly decreasing.
Constantly approaching.
Everyone continued to train and prepare for the game. Even in the rare leisure time, they put all their thoughts and energy on discussing and analyzing tactics and gains and losses. They did not have the time to guess the progress and situation of their opponents.
Because at this time, these little thoughts were meaningless.
When the final game came, under the gaze of millions of League of Legends players around the world, the two teams on the field only needed to bring out their best state and play the most explosive level of strength. It would be enough for them to have no regrets.
As for the rest —
It was up to fate.
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