Not enough.
This was Lin Feng's most honest and straightforward answer after carefully pondering Senior One's question for a while.
On the other end of the line, Number One laughed out loud.
"You brat, you're not just a normal kind of greedy."
"You're Europe's Strongest Crow. You fought ten matches with him for free. Most people would be envious of such treatment, but you're still not satisfied?"
Lin Feng chuckled. He didn't forget to flatter his master.
"No matter how good I am, I'm still no match for you, Senior One."
On the other end of the line, Number One shook his head and stopped smiling.
"Alright, let's get back to business."
"You fought ten matches. What do you think of that Crow?"
Hearing this, Lin Feng finally became a little more serious. After thinking for a moment, he solemnly replied:
"He's stronger than I thought."
"I'm no match for him right now."
As a matter of fact, Lin Feng didn't feel the slightest bit complacent even though he had defeated Crow in the tenth match. The previous nine consecutive defeats were enough to make him absolutely vigilant and vigilant against the previous generation's strongest player in Europe.
On the other end of the line, Number One smiled.
"That's good to know. I was afraid you'd get cocky just because you won one match."
Lin Feng shook his head.
"That round was just luck."
"That's nothing."
Indeed, in the match between Raven and Lamia, Lin Feng was well aware that he had temporarily recovered to his peak state during the S1 season. But in the end, it wasn't because he was stronger than Crow that he was able to win the match.
It was just that the Purple Team's ADC made a mistake at the end, allowing him to seize the opportunity.
Number One nodded.
"Compared to that Han brat, who do you think is stronger, him or that damned crow?"
Lin Feng paused and hesitated for a moment. After a long while, he replied in a deep voice,
"In terms of individual skill, I think they're evenly matched. Maybe F is a little better."
"But in terms of overall skill —"
"That Crow's commanding ability and ability to dominate the battlefield are even more ruthless than F."
Only Lin Feng had the guts to give such an evaluation.
It could be said that he was the opponent who truly understood Han Shihao the best. Including the ten matches he had with Crow, he was the only one who had the qualifications to evaluate and judge these two God-ranked mid laners who stood at the top of the pyramid of the professional circle.
His words were ambiguous.
But somehow, Lin Feng had a feeling that Crow was slightly stronger than Han Shihao.
But then Lin Feng added in a serious tone.
"However, I think that if F is given more time and can fight with that crow a few more times, the outcome might not be certain."
In response to Lin Feng's reply, Number One nodded and smiled.
"Yes."
"That damned crow is still at its peak, but it's already at the ceiling. It can't go any higher."
"But regardless of whether it's that Han brat or you, there's still plenty of room for growth."
"As long as you're given a little more time, surpassing those old guys from the previous generation, including me and Li Daozai, won't be a problem."
Number One's unreserved praise and recognition of Lin Feng and Han Shihao were actually contained in his casual words.
Lin Feng listened attentively to Number One's teachings on the other end of the phone.
Number One paused for a moment, then continued in a calm and collected tone.
"But you're different from Han Shihao."
"Right now, he's standing at the peak of the new generation. He's trying to reach a higher level."
"But you haven't."
"You're improving very quickly. I can see it, and so can Number Two. But it's still not enough."
"That's why you'll have to put in more effort and risk your life."
Lin Feng nodded vigorously as he listened.
He had long known about this, so he had already made sufficient mental preparations.
In the last sentence, Number One's tone became somewhat meaningful.
"Furthermore —"
"Just you alone won't be enough."
Lin Feng was startled. Then, he heard Number One's voice on the other end of the phone.
"Esports isn't a game for one person …"
"Even if it's that Han brat, he already has SSK's four teammates and companions by his side. They're more than enough for him to trust."
"What about you?"
"Don't forget —"
"Even that damned crow isn't fighting alone, either."
"It might be a little early to talk about some things, but it's not too early. Kid, have you found enough companions that you can trust and fight side by side with?"
…
The young man on the other side of the ocean hung up.
There were some things that didn't require more specific reminders and warnings. That was all he had to say. The rest was up to a certain kid to ponder and reflect on himself.
In the living room of the hotel apartment, a beautiful woman, whose temperament and appearance were suffocating, was sitting on the sofa. Her soft long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, and she was flipping through a book in a leisurely and elegant manner. Seeing that the young man hung up the phone, the woman raised her head and looked over with a smile.
"Are you teaching Lin Feng again?"
Number One subconsciously scratched his head and smiled.
"Yeah."
"I'm afraid that kid will become complacent after beating that damned crow once. I have to give him a wake-up call."
The woman who was regarded as the golden godly duo of the previous generation in the professional esports circle smiled sweetly.
"You, you always seem to be indifferent to it."
"It's just an act."
"You're still so attentive when it comes to your disciple."
Number One coughed awkwardly.
"Ahem, I'm still his master. I can't just wash my hands of him, can I?"
The woman smiled faintly.
"But there are some things that Lin Feng and the others have to experience and face on their own. Only by accepting setbacks can they truly grow, right?"
Number One nodded, but then shook his head.
"Under normal circumstances, that's indeed the case. I also believe that kid can surpass us one day and truly grow into a flag of the new generation, but …"
"The situation now is different."
"That damned crow and those old bastards from Europe are all back."
"If I let those guys interfere, the situation will change a lot. If I really don't do anything and just rely on Lin Feng alone, he might not be able to withstand the pressure."
The woman nodded. She suddenly became curious.
"By the way, Lin Feng and Crow have fought?"
"What's the result?"
Number One smiled.
"He lost nine times in a row and won the tenth match."
The woman couldn't help but chuckle. "As expected, that kid is still as persistent as before. When he played solo with you, he also didn't give up even after losing more than twenty matches in a row, right?"
Number One laughed. "Of course. Otherwise, how would he be qualified to be my disciple?"
As a top Undying Legend that almost everyone in the previous generation had to acknowledge, the young man was undoubtedly very picky.
To be able to fight against him twenty-three times in the past and obtain the first victory in the twenty-fourth round, a certain person's talent, strength, and tenacity could be said to be one of a kind among the new generation of pro players.
But …
Number One narrowed his eyes slightly.
At this moment, his thoughts also drifted back to several years ago.
Back then …
Apart from that stinking brat, there was actually another existence that was even more stunning and moving to him.
It was also a solo match.
That girl, who was also only fifteen years old at that time, lost consecutively and finally won the first match against him —
In total, it only took her eleven matches.
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