The atmosphere on the rooftop fell into a moment of silence.
Only the cool night wind blows gently, and the bright lights of the Manchester city night scene in the distance.
"Four emperors go one step further..."
Nian Shisan suddenly sighed with some sigh, as if he was carefully trying to savor such an illusory concept even for most of the top professional players, including him, and then turned to look at Lin Feng:
"Hey, what kind of realm is that?"
Quite straightforward to ask.
And Lin Feng heard it with a blank eye, and replied unambiguously:
"how could I know."
"You have to ask Senior No. 1 about this question."
Nian Shisan suddenly nodded and nodded: "That's right, except for Senior No. 1... Everyone else, even the other seniors of the previous generation, are still a little far from that realm."
Lin Feng nodded:
"I heard Senior No. 3 say it before."
"Among the five of them back then, with the exception of Senior No. 1, Senior No. 3 should be the closest to that realm. Sister Xiao Wu and Senior No. 2 are a little behind. Senior No. 4 is about the same as those in Europe. ."
Nian Thirteen interjected: "The Crow and J from Europe? And the two from South Korea and Your Excellency Bullet from North America?"
Lin Feng touched his nose: "Oh, these are similar, but if I really want to say, Crow and that senior Li Daozai should be a little bit stronger than the others, including senior number three."
"Then it's a little worse than Senior No. 1."
Nian Shisan thought about it for a long time, and finally straightened out the relationship, and then opened his mouth slightly:
"Dry."
"Does that mean that F is already a step ahead of both Crow and Li Daozai?"
Lin Feng thought about it seriously, and answered cautiously:
"Hard to say."
"I don't know about your Excellency Li Daozai, but Crow's words, the few fights I've encountered in the European server king group before - it's similar to the feeling that F gives me now."
Nian Shisan breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned again: "That's also scary... It hasn't happened yet, it has already reached this level, if it does happen - wouldn't that guy be able to get along with him directly? Senior No. 1 is on an equal footing?"
Lin Feng paused, and then slowly "um".
The atmosphere on the rooftop was quiet again.
Nian Shisan took a deep breath: "At that time... He will be the first person in the new generation of e-sports circles, but he is really stable."
"Um."
Didn't get more feedback from someone, Nian Shisan looked at Lin Feng again: "Hey, so you have been tossing so much every night recently, how is the situation, how far are you from him now?"
After all, he also knows the current state of Lin Feng's strength. Even if there is still a gap from the peak of the year, he has at least returned to the realm of the Four Emperors.
But Lin Feng shook his head.
Nian Shisan raised his eyebrows: "How much worse?"
Lin Feng nodded again.
There is no more answering explanation about my recent experience in the training room every night.
Nian Shisan didn't ask any more questions, just shook his head and looked at the night scene in the distance from the rooftop, and let out a foul language like he was complaining:
"Dry!"
…
Later, Lin Feng and Nian Shisan who were on the rooftop continued to chat for a long time.
Perhaps it was precisely because of the result that he was eliminated from the group stage, so that night's Nian Shisan was able to put aside his original identity as the jungler captain of the Assassin team and the burden on his shoulders. The whole LMS region wants to be a burden, and it's more easy to chat with someone like this without any scruples.
The two talked about the past of the S1 season that year.
"It was so embarrassing to lose to you in the S1 finals back then—"
"What's there to say, your strength was not as good as Eleven back then, and the match was completely suppressed. You can only win if you win."
"Hum, but to be fair, you asked me to use my current state to play against the top eleven of the year. I will never lose. Believe it or not?"
"Well, that's true. Eleven admitted it when he was watching the game offstage today."
He also talked about the analysis and prediction of the follow-up schedule of this World Finals.
"Although it is said that all three teams in your LPL division broke the record this year and entered the quarterfinals, but to put it in a bad way, I think the situation is still not so optimistic for you, and even in the quarterfinals, the lottery is almost unlucky, except for God. Other KGs and Hayami will be in trouble."
"Anyway, everyone has to bite the bullet. Ah Xing, Lao Shi, and Fatty should all be ready."
"Hey, it's still a bit painful to say... This year, our LMS division has done this. When we go back, it is estimated that the entire Taiwan server professional e-sports circle will be turbulent again. Thinking about it, it feels troublesome."
"No breaking, no standing, your competition area has been comfortable for too long, just relying on your assassin family to support the scene in the World Championship, the people below are also just getting by, this time, it may not be a bad thing for the LMS competition area. ."
It also includes an outlook for next year's new season.
"I hope so... Hey, I don't care about things in the competition area, and I don't bother to care. Anyway, I'll go back and calm down and rectify the team, and come back next year."
"Well, next year—"
"Go! I'm going to fight with you next year, right? Damn it's getting harder and harder to get along..."
"Hahahaha so early to admit that you are not like you!"
"Who's going to admit it? If you want to see you in the arena next year, it depends on whether you can bring your team to the World Championship first - but don't even make it to the LPL by then."
"Tsk tsk and see."
"Look and see!"
After the two of them chatted, they were so habitually joking and bickering.
The atmosphere on the rooftop also became relaxed and cheerful again.
Originally, one was not good at comforting, and the other never liked mother-in-law's hypocritical temperament, and it was always like this when they got together.
And maybe.
That's enough.
After chatting to the fullest, when he was about to leave the rooftop, Nian Shisan suddenly stopped and looked back at Lin Feng:
"correct."
"Since I heard such news from you—"
"Then I also have something to talk to you about here."
Lin Feng was slightly startled:
"Um?"
…
Leaving the rooftop, he took the elevator all the way to the floor of the hotel's own room. When the elevator door opened, Lin Feng happened to bump into An Xin who came out of the elevator next door.
"Have you come back from chatting with Thirteen?"
The girl held a pile of clothes and raised her eyebrows to look at someone.
Lin Feng nodded honestly:
"Oh yeah, just finished talking."
As he said that, he glanced at the clothes in the girl's arms and wondered, "What are you doing here?"
The girl pouted: "Stupid, do laundry. There is no washing machine in the room. I asked the hotel to help wash it. I just went downstairs and brought it back from the front desk."
"Oh..." Someone scratched his head suddenly, then looked left and right: "Where are the others, have they all gone back?"
If it's the same as the previous days, it's still early tonight, and the three players in the LPL division should still be training and preparing for the battle.
An Xin nodded: "Yeah, I've gone back. The group stage has just ended. I always have to rest and adjust, and I have to get up early tomorrow - tomorrow morning will be the draw for the quarterfinals."
After An Xin's reminder, Lin Feng remembered:
"Yes."
"It's going to be drawn again."
Compared with the group draw for the group stage, tomorrow's quarter-final draw will be a more critical highlight.
An Xin smiled: "So, so do you, go back to rest early, and watch the fun tomorrow morning—"
As she said that, the girl stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and yawned: "I'm sleepy too. I went back to the house to take a bath and sleep. Good night and good night."
"Well—" Lin Feng nodded subconsciously, and then watched the girl turn around and leave leisurely, but suddenly said, "Bun."
An Xin stopped in her footsteps, looked back at someone, and raised her eyebrows slightly:
"Um?"
But this time, Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and showed a smile:
"Oh, it's alright, call me whatever you want."
"Pig." The girl gave someone an angry look and left with a pile of washed clothes.
But only Lin Feng was left standing still.
Silently looked at the girl's back.
I remembered the last words I said to myself on the rooftop before reading Thirteen.
Then he shook his head.
Putting those words behind him for a while, he stepped forward and followed.
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