On the Beijing side, Lin Feng and the others from the Shanghai TV Players Association spent the entire afternoon training in an internet cafe.
Now that they had determined their opponent for the next round of semifinals, they naturally needed to practice their tactics during the training.
Fudan University's playstyle was somewhat similar to Zhejiang University's. They were both stable teams.
In the early stages of the game, they weren't very aggressive. They often relied on line battles to slowly establish an advantage. In the early and mid stages, they would start to quickly group up and use small scale teamfights in the jungle or in the middle of the jungle to further snowball their advantage. In the mid and late stages of the team battles, they would rely on outstanding teamwork to directly crush their opponents.
"Basically, this kind of team … isn't too much of a threat."
Ceng Rui held a small notebook in his hand. His tone was as calm as ever as he analyzed:
"On the bottom lane, Tang Tang and I should have a certain advantage against Fudan's bottom lane.
"On the top lane, it might be a bit difficult for Hao Zi to face Fudan's top lane alone. It's best to stick to the old routine. Steamed Bun's jungler will try to squat in the top lane as much as possible. The opponent is likely to use Hao Zi as a breakthrough point.
"As for the middle lane …"
Ceng Rui paused and looked at Lin Feng beside him.
"The middle lane should be our biggest advantage."
Although the core trump card of the Fudan team was their mid-laner captain, Qiu Yijie, who almost had a mid-laner level close to the A-level strength evaluation index, if it was an ordinary opponent, it was possible that the mid-laner would be under great pressure when facing the Fudan team.
But …
As luck would have it, the strongest core of the Shanghai Telecommunications Association team was also a mid laner.
Mid versus mid.
In a "king versus king" situation, Fudan University's biggest reliance was almost equivalent to zero.
Even the senior of the Fudan Esports Club, Jin Shanshan, who was far away in Shanghai, had already lamented and accepted his fate. This time, the captain of the Fudan Team, Qiu Yijie, could only be said to be unlucky.
Lin Feng, who had been praised, raised his hand confidently.
"Oh!"
"I'm very strong!"
Directly ignoring someone, Ceng Rui turned his head to look at the other members of the team expressionlessly.
"Then, first follow the tactics that we discussed and analyzed before. Next, practice a few more times in the actual battle."
…
It was an entire afternoon of training without much rest time in between.
In addition, they weren't playing every match with a relaxed mentality. They had to be fully focused and work hard to adapt to and practice new tactics. After an entire afternoon of training, it was inevitable that everyone in the team was a little tired.
Especially Lin Feng.
The other members of the team had rested in their hotel rooms for a while this morning, but Lin Feng was different. He had woken up early in the morning and started fighting for the top rankings on the Korean server. He had lunch at noon and then continued to fight for the entire afternoon without any rest.
In total, it was almost eight hours of high-intensity battle time.
No matter how addicted a player was to LoL, their stamina and spirit would be worn out after playing for so long in a row.
But during dinner, when Ceng Rui suggested going back to the Internet Cafe to play another three hours of group queue, Lin Feng was the first to agree without a second thought.
"Sure!"
"No problem! Keep going! "
Chu Fang Nan looked at Lin Feng worriedly and reminded him.
"Lin Feng, you've been playing ranked for long enough. It's been seven or eight hours since this morning. Can you handle it?"
At that moment, Lin Feng was busy stuffing food into his mouth. His voice was muffled.
"I'm fine!"
"It's just a small matter. It's nothing!"
… …
Even though that was his answer, Lin Feng's condition had indeed slipped a little when it came time to continue training in the evening.
In the first two matches, Lin Feng's mid laning wasn't as perfect as it had been in the afternoon. Several times, he made mistakes in the lane and even in the team battles. Either he miscalculated the damage and failed to kill the target champion, or he wasn't able to react in time to dodge the opponent's crowd-control skill and was instantly killed.
In the first group match of the night, the Shanghai Television Association's representative team, who was in training, won.
But in the second match, they lost to the opponent because of a mistake in the team battle.
Ceng Rui frowned. His gaze fell on Lin Feng.
"Are you okay?"
"If you're not, don't force yourself."
Tang Bingyao also looked at Lin Feng worriedly. Lin Feng was sitting in front of the computer screen, rubbing his temples. He really did look tired.
Chu Fangnan, who was watching from the sidelines, also chimed in.
"Yeah, today's training was pretty intense," Chu Fangnan said.
"Rest early tonight. We still have a match tomorrow. Resting is the most important thing."
But Lin Feng still shook his head.
"I'm fine.
I was a little dazed just now.
I'm fine now. "
After saying that, Lin Feng took a deep breath. It was as if he had regained his composure.
"Come on! Let's continue! "
Ceng Rui gave Lin Feng a deep look. Finally, he nodded.
"Alright, let's continue."
Following that was another three consecutive matches. Indeed, just as Lin Feng had promised, in the next three matches, he seemed to have returned to his ideal condition. He was the solo carry in all three matches, winning three consecutive matches in one go.
After playing five matches in one night, apart from Lin Feng, the other members of the team were also feeling exhausted. Their mental and physical strength had been greatly consumed.
There wasn't much point in continuing to train in this state.
"That's it for tonight."
Ceng Rui made a decision.
"It's about time. Everyone, take a shower and go to bed early."
Zhang Hao and Tang Bingyao were already yawning, so everyone nodded in agreement. Ceng Rui didn't forget to remind Lin Feng, "Don't worry.
"You should rest early too.
"It's been ten hours since morning. Even if it's you … I don't think you'll be able to take it."
You'll have to do well in the mid lane against Fudan tomorrow. "
Lin Feng laughed and patted his chest.
"No problem! No problem!"
"Don't worry. Leave it to me!"
… …
However, after returning to the hotel room, Lin Feng didn't go to bed early as promised.
He leaned against the bed and closed his eyes. After resting for a while, he sat down in front of the table, turned on his laptop, and started playing solo on the Korean server.
Chu Fangnan couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
"Lin Feng, you still want to continue?"
"Really. Don't force yourself. Your health is the most important thing."
Lin Feng took a deep breath, then turned to Chu Fangnan with a bright smile.
"Brother Chu, no problem!
Also, since I promised Senior One, I have to hurry up. I want to get into the top five of the Kings of Korea! "
Under Chu Fangnan's complicated gaze, Lin Feng continued playing solo on the Korean server. His gaze was as focused as ever, his eyes burning with a never-ending desire to fight.
Since I've promised, I must do it!
A little tiring was nothing.
As for the ten hours of high-intensity ranked matches …
From his retirement at the end of the S1 season until now, he had missed too much precious time. Now, he was just making up for the time he had lost.
This little bit of hardship and tiredness …
For him, there was no reason he couldn't bear it!
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