Hilton Hotel, training room on the seventh floor.
After hearing Lin Feng's solemn request, the man nodded casually:
"Understood."
"So... let's start with solo first?"
As he spoke, the man walked over to another computer opposite someone, put down the small notepad he seemed to be carrying with him all the time, and turned on the power button.
solo
Lin Feng was stunned when he heard it, and then he couldn't help but look suspiciously at the man in front of him:
"Senior, are you soloing with you?"
The man raised his eyebrows:
"What, is there a problem?"
Someone carefully considered the wording: "This... wouldn't it be inappropriate? I'm recovering well now, I'm afraid if I play solo—"
The second half of the sentence was not spoken. Relatively speaking, the wording was relatively euphemistic, but the meaning was already obvious.
The man understood, and then laughed angrily:
"Why, you still want to take care of my self-esteem, afraid that I won't be able to go down the stairs with my solo abuse?"
"Stinky boy, even if I can't compare to your seniors, seniors number one, number three, or Xiao Wu and number two, they're not soft persimmons that can be handled casually, okay? If you look down on people too much... Believe it or not, I'll wait. Will I torture you first?"
Ordinary people can't say these words, and they don't have the capital and confidence.
Because it is indeed as Lin Feng said at the moment, even if his strength has not returned to the peak of the year, he has already stepped back to the realm of the four emperors, and even in terms of pure personal operation and solo ability, he is stronger than the four emperors Moon And Phoenix is a bit inferior to his estimate.
With such a level of strength, in order to play solo, basically no one can survive several rounds in someone's hands.
but…
The one sitting opposite Lin Feng at this moment really has the capital to say this rebuttal.
Also as he said-
Perhaps compared to No. 1, No. 3, or No. 2 and No. 5, no matter that year or now, the level of man's own operational strength is much inferior.
But as a teammate of the top legends in the national service and even the world's e-sports circle, even if his strength is slightly inferior to that of his peers, he is still not to be underestimated by anyone.
In fact, the origin of a man's identity has long been revealed in terms of his speech and someone's respectful attitude towards him and his title.
He is now the executive vice-chairman of the North American Electricity Association headquarters.
It is one of the dazzling stars of the previous generation that also shines brightly.
It was the last of the five members of the legendary team that was mythical back then.
he is…
number four.
…
The legendary five of the previous generation team, the No. 1 and No. 5 as lovers were always inseparable, and apart from the No. 3 who was always used to being independent and not loving and being restrained by others, the remaining No. 2 and No. 5 were always inseparable. No. 4, however, is also always the same.
This time, because of some important event, No. 2 came from North America for thousands of miles on purpose, so naturally and unsurprisingly, No. 4 also followed.
"Come on, I haven't seen you for so many years, let me show you my hands-"
He took off his suit jacket and put it aside, and the white long-sleeved shirt he was wearing also rolled up the sleeves. At this moment, No. 4 seemed to be full of fighting spirit and full of interest:
"Stinky boy... how dare you look down on me?"
"I didn't teach you enough lessons back then."
Someone sitting opposite looked at No. 4 and whispered:
"You didn't beat me in solo before, senior."
When Number Four heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows:
"Um?"
"Say it again?"
Someone was not afraid at all, and said confidently: "I said, senior, you are at your age, can you still feel good? You will be beaten so badly by me later that you won't be able to go down the stairs."
For a certain person and several other teammates of the team, the existence of several legendary seniors is naturally a teacher who is extremely respected and worshipped, but among them, it is definitely the No. 4 who has the best personality and makes them feel the most cordial—
You must know that even No. 5, sometimes being strict, makes these juniors even more stunned.
But number four is different.
He was always smiling and good-natured, and when he pointed out problems, he was very patient and calm, which naturally made Lin Feng and the few people at that time most unafraid of him, and even sometimes joked a few words— This is to replace the object with No. 2. It is estimated that these people who are joking about life and death have already cooled down.
Sure enough, after hearing someone complain like this, No. 4 was not angry, but smiled lightly:
"You kid is very confident now."
"It seems that the state is recovering really well, okay, let me see it by giving it a try first."
Soon a solo battle started.
Lin Feng on the blue side chose a clockwork demon who was well-behaved in his hands. It seemed that he really planned to save face for the senior No. 4 on the opposite side. .
As for the purple square, No. 4 took out the first-hand Leather City policewoman Caitlin.
Lin Feng was a little stunned:
"Hey, isn't it a mid laner solo?"
No. 4 shrugged: "You can be the mid laner. I'm more comfortable using female police officers."
Someone pouted: "Okay, let me have a little."
Quite generous.
Then, let something happen.
A solo game finally ended when the game time came to the early 11th minute. The Picheng policewoman on the purple side won, and the winning conditions were reached...
It's a full 100 fill-up knives.
No. 4, who won the first solo game, looked a little high-spirited:
"Hey, what did you just say?"
"Have you seen the level of my predecessors?"
Someone's eyelids twitched: "This is also... It's too chicken thief."
From the beginning to the end, the policewoman avoided the fight and concentrated on making up the knife, and even put out an anti-magic cloak in the middle, even if she had the cheek to brush up to 100 mending knives first, there was no way for him to wind up the demon.
Losing... a little embarrassed.
But No. 4 still didn't change his face: "There is no such thing as a chicken thief. Winning is strength, don't make excuses."
indeed.
Although this guy also kept his hand a little bit, but on the other hand, in this solo game, the policewoman under the control of No. 4 almost mastered the rhythm of making up the knife, and the position of the two sides. The control of the distance is even more watertight, and there is no chance for the clockwork from beginning to end—
This point, in fact, has already shown a scalp-numbing horror computing power in a quiet manner.
So it's not wrong to lose.
but-
Lin Feng took a deep breath, and next, he will go all out seriously:
"Come again."
At the beginning of the solo in the second round, No. 4 seemed to plan to repeat his old tricks and select a single bomber, but this time his bomber encountered... It was the little fishman Fizz selected by Lin Feng.
The fourth minute of game time.
The little fish man's face suddenly opened, the second-stage E connection flashed, the pole vault shot down firmly, the flat A connection ignited and then A.
A burst of damage instantly takes the bomber away in an instant.
"First Blood!—"
The female voice of the system killed the announcement.
Solo ends.
Someone let out a long sigh of relief, this was a little more comfortable to play, and then he quickly looked at the opposite No. 4 again, full of fighting spirit:
"Come again!"
But this time, No. 4 waved his hand unexpectedly:
"not coming."
Someone couldn't help but stay for a while:
"what?"
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The update is sent, the next chapter looks like at around 9 o'clock, congratulations to EDG for winning the first victory today.