Chapter 533
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Almost no one knew that the Korean server's attempt to climb the leaderboards tonight, which had shaken the entire server, was all because of a promise and an agreement made between a "master and disciple."
Whether it was the person who set up the mission or the person who carried out the mission, their status and identity could easily shake the entire professional esports circle.
The latter was publicly recognized as the strongest mid laner in the League of Legends S1 Season.
He was an existence that could compete head-on with the current leader of the Yonko.
The former was the most brilliant and immortal legend in the history of the professional esports circle.
As a matter of fact, the only person who could make Lin Feng obediently follow his orders and go to the Korean server to rush up the leaderboards could only be the man he respectfully addressed as "Senior No.1."
At this moment, this young man, who was known as the number one player in the previous generation in the national server and even in the world of professional esports, had taken a flight from Thailand to Los Angeles in the United States with his fiancée to continue their honeymoon.
Upon hearing the reminder given by the woman who was already his fiancée with a smile, the young man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Oh, it should be early in the morning in China."
"Is it the last match?"
The woman smiled and nodded.
"Yup. Tonight, Little Feng has played fifteen solo matches in a row."
"Three wins in a row, four wins in a row, and now five wins in a row. I'm going for the last sixteen rounds."
"If I win, I can enter the top five."
The corner of the young man's mouth curled up into a playful smile.
"That kid really made it in time."
"Looks like the difficulty of the mission I gave him this time was quite accurate."
The girl shook her head slightly. "There are still some things that I didn't expect. Looking at the posts on the local forums, Lin Feng has met a strong opponent in the last round. His opponent is Orian from the Korean Warrior team."
One of the seven kings of the world.
Korea's third mid laner.
As soon as Orian's title was announced, it was enough to shock countless people.
Similarly, for the local server players and viewers who were concerned about the last crucial match of cn Hook 2, at this moment, they could not help but feel their hearts in their throats as they watched the live stream of the match.
After all, that was a Seven Emperors top class mid lane!
Anyone would feel immense pressure if they were in his shoes!
However, the young man still appeared to be quite calm. He shrugged and replied nonchalantly,
"Did I encounter an opponent on the same level as the Seven Kings?"
"That's normal. You've made it to the top five of the Korean server's Challenger Group leaderboards. It would be strange if you didn't encounter one or two strong opponents."
The woman looked at her fiancé, who had an indifferent expression on his face, and chuckled.
"It seems like you're not worried about Lin Feng at all."
The young man turned to look at his beautiful fiancée and smiled as well.
"If that kid meets an opponent at the level of Moon or F in the last match, I might be a little worried about whether he can complete the mission on time."
"But … if it's just a Seven King Tier Orian."
"That kid will definitely win."
This time, it was the woman's turn to raise her beautiful eyebrows. She was a little surprised.
"You have that much confidence in Lin Feng?"
Even though she had seen Lin Feng become one of the strongest mid laners in the world, she didn't think that Lin Feng would be able to compete with the seven strongest cultivators in the world right after he had just come back and was gradually recovering his strength. She didn't think that Lin Feng would be able to compete with the seven strongest cultivators in the world.
Lin Feng, that kid …
Has he already recovered to such a high level?
The woman couldn't help but feel a little surprised and puzzled.
The young man shook his head.
"That kid's recovery speed is really fast. Even I'm a little surprised."
"But … it's still a bit of an exaggeration to say that he can compete with the seven strongest professional mid laners."
The woman was taken aback. "Then what did you just say …"
The young man smiled and said, "Oh, that's not contradictory. That kid will definitely win this match."
The reason was simple.
The young man turned his head and looked out the window again. His gaze became a little deeper.
He knew very well how difficult the task he had assigned to Lin Feng was. Besides, he had added a time limit to make the task even more difficult.
In one night, Lin Feng had to fight fifteen to sixteen matches in a row.
If it were anyone else, or even many of the top players in the game, they definitely wouldn't be able to handle it.
But he knew that Lin Feng could.
In fact …
It was precisely under this kind of pressure that Lin Feng's potential could be stimulated.
Fifteen matches in a row?
Such a high-intensity solo match was undoubtedly a huge drain on the player's mental and physical strength, but it also had another benefit.
That was, during this continuous winning streak, the player's momentum would continue to rise bit by bit.
The young man was sure that after winning three, four and five times in a row, Lin Feng's Qi and condition had reached an unprecedented peak.
He had already cultivated an indomitable and decisive momentum.
The young man lowered his eyes.
Even that kid had only achieved this state during the S1 World Finals against the new king of the Korean eSports scene, "F" Han Shihao.
This was the second time he had reached this state under the young man's deliberate guidance.
Although his strength hadn't recovered to its peak, his momentum and condition had already reached its peak.
At this time, Lin Feng was speechless.
That was enough.
The other reason was even simpler.
The young man looked out the window and saw Los Angeles shrouded in the morning light. The corner of his mouth curved into a rare smile.
"That kid …"
"He's the disciple I chose."
"As the successor of the new generation of professional esports, as my disciple …"
"How can he fall so easily here!"
At this moment, the young man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back. A majestic aura slowly rose from his body.
He was 001.
He was the legend of the previous generation of the Chinese server.
The disciple he had taught naturally couldn't lose to anyone!
…
The top player ranking match on the Korean server was still ongoing.
Lin Feng's forehead was already dripping with sweat.
Pressure.
He could clearly feel the intense pressure he was feeling compared to the previous ten matches.
This time, his opponent …
This was a formidable opponent that even he didn't dare to say he could beat.
But at the same time, the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. The battle intent in his eyes burned brighter and brighter!
Because he felt it …
The excitement that made the blood in his body burn.
This feeling was incomparably clear and penetrating. The touch of his fingertips on the mouse and keyboard felt like they were connected by flesh and blood.
He had never felt better than he did right now.
The current him …
Very strong!
Unprecedentedly strong!
Six minutes into the game.
In the middle lane, both the blue and purple mid laners had reached level 6, but neither dared to rashly initiate the fight. Both sides maintained absolute caution and slowly retreated to their respective towers after clearing out a wave of troops. They chose to return to the city.
Back to the spring.
He quickly refreshed his equipment.
The next moment, Lin Feng's mid laner Yasuo rushed to the bottom lane!
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