On the Beijing side, Lin Feng, a member of the Shanghai Electric Association's representative team, spent an afternoon in the Internet cafe to continue group training.
Now that the opponent for the next round of semi-finals has been determined, it is natural that targeted tactical drills are also required during the group training process.
The Fudan University team is somewhat similar to Zhejiang University in terms of play style, and they are also stable teams—
The offense in the early stage is not very strong, and they often rely on the laning to slowly build their advantages. In the early and mid-term, they start to quickly form a group, small-scale coordinated walks of wild auxiliary or middle and jungle to further snowball the big advantage. The team battles rely on excellent cooperation and tacit understanding to directly crush the opponent directly.
"Basically, a team like this... is not too threatening."
Zeng Rui held his own small notebook in his hand, and opened his mouth to analyze in a calm tone as always:
"On the bot lane, Tangtang and I are playing Fudan's bot lane, so we should have a certain advantage."
"If you're on the road, Haozi may be a little tight on Fudan's top lane alone. It's best to stick to the old routine. The top road is vulgar and the jungler of the steamed buns should try to squat in the top road as much as possible depending on the situation. The opponent is likely to regard Haozi as a breaking point."
"As for the middle..."
After saying that, Zeng Rui paused and glanced at Lin Feng beside him:
"The middle lane should be our biggest advantage."
Although the core ace of the Fudan team is their mid lane captain Qiu Yijie, who almost has a mid lane level close to the A-level strength evaluation index. If they are replaced by ordinary opponents, it may be that the mid lane side faces the Fudan team. pressure.
but…
Coincidentally, the strongest core of the Shanghai Electric Association team is also a mid laner.
Mid-single to mid-single.
In the case of "king to king", the original biggest reliance of the Fudan University team is almost equal to zero.
Meeting someone whose strength status is still recovering and rising... Even Jin Shuan, a senior from Fudan E-sports Club in Shanghai, has already lamented and accepted his fate, so this time, the mid-single captain of Fudan team, Qiu Yijie, is indeed It can only be said that it is blood mold.
Lin Feng, who was praised, raised his hand with confidence:
"Oh!"
"I'm strong!"
Ignoring someone directly, Zeng Rui turned his head blankly to look at the other members of the team:
"Then, let's first follow the tactics discussed and analyzed before, and then practice and cooperate a few times in the next platoons."
…
An afternoon of training, there is basically not much rest time in between.
In addition, each team and platoon is not played with an entertainment and relaxation mentality. It is necessary to concentrate on the game and work hard to adapt and practice new tactical routines. After such an afternoon of training, everyone in the team will inevitably be too. A little tired.
Especially Lin Feng.
The other members of the team still rested in the hotel room for a while this morning, but Lin Feng was different. He just woke up early in the morning and started to hit the ranking list in the Hanbok solo queue at noon. After lunch, followed by an afternoon of platoons without rest—
Add up to almost eight hours of high-intensity battle time.
Even players who are addicted to lol will be a little overwhelmed mentally and physically.
But at dinner time, when Zeng Rui proposed to go back to the Internet cafe to play queuing for three hours later, Lin Feng was the first to answer without thinking:
"OK!"
"No problem! Keep doing it!"
Chu Fangnan was a little worried, looked at Lin Feng and reminded:
"Xiaofeng, you've been in the rankings for a long time today. It's been seven or eight hours since the morning until just now. Can you hold on?"
At this time, Lin Feng was busy stuffing rice and vegetables into his mouth, and answered vaguely:
"no problem!"
"This little thing is nothing!"
…
Although he answered like this, Lin Feng's state did decline slightly when he continued to train at night.
In the two group queues, Lin Feng's mid-laning operation was not as perfect as in the afternoon training. There were mistakes in several laning and even team battles, or the damage calculation was wrong, and the target hero was not able to be eliminated in seconds, or he was alone. Accidentally failed to react in time to avoid the opponent's control skills and was killed by focus fire—
In the first platoon of the night, the Shanghai Electric Association team in training still won.
But in the second game, due to a wave of teamfight mistakes, the opponent was overturned and won the victory.
Zeng Rui frowned a little, and his eyes fell on Lin Feng:
"Are you ok?"
"If the state is not good, don't force it."
Tang Bingyao also looked at Lin Feng with worried eyes. At this time, the latter was sitting on the seat in front of the computer screen.
Chu Fangnan, who was sitting next to the game, also persuaded him:
"Yeah, the training intensity has been very strong today."
"Rest early in the evening, and there will be a game tomorrow afternoon. The most important thing is to keep your spirits up."
But Lin Feng still shook his head:
"fine."
"Just a little bit stunned."
"it's OK now."
After speaking, Lin Feng took a deep breath, as if the whole person's spirit was revived:
"Come on! Go on!"
Zeng Rui took a deep look at Lin Feng, and finally nodded slowly:
"Okay, continue."
It was followed by three consecutive qualifying matches, and indeed just as Lin Feng had promised himself, in the next three qualifying matches, his performance seemed to have suddenly returned to his normal ideal state. All mid laners in the field carried, and he won three consecutive victories in one go.
After playing five qualifying games in one night, except for Lin Feng, several other members of the team also felt exhausted and exhausted mentally and physically.
In this state, there is no point in continuing to train.
"That's it for the night."
Zeng Rui made a decision:
"It's about the same time. Go back and take a shower and go to bed early."
Zhang Hao and Tang Bingyao on the side had already started to feel sleepy and yawning, so everyone nodded in agreement one after another, and finally Zeng Rui did not forget to tell Lin Feng:
"you should also rest earlier."
"It's been ten hours since the morning, and I've been ranking all the time. Even if it's yours... it should be too much."
"Fighting against Fudan tomorrow, it's up to you to play in the middle."
Lin Feng laughed and patted his chest in response:
"No problem no problem!"
"Don't worry, just leave it to me!"
…
However, after returning to the hotel room, Lin Feng did not go to bed early as promised.
Leaning on the bed, he closed his eyes and rested for a while, and then someone sat down at the table again, opened the laptop, and started the solo row on the Korean dress again.
Chu Fangnan couldn't help but be dumbfounded:
"Xiao Feng, do you want to continue!?"
"Really, don't force it, your body is your capital—"
Lin Feng took a deep breath and turned to face Chu Fangnan with a bright smile:
"Brother Chu is fine!"
"And I agreed to the number one senior, so I must hurry up in the future - I want to rush to the top five of the Hanbok king!"
Immediately, under the gaze of Chu Fangnan's complex eyes, Lin Feng has continued to start a single row of Hanbok, his eyes are as serious and focused as always, and his eyes are burning with a flame of war that seems to never stop.
What was promised, must be done!
A little tired, nothing at all.
As for this ten-hour high-intensity qualifying confrontation—
From his retirement at the end of the s1 season to now, he has missed too much precious time, and now he is just making up for those times of the year.
It's a little bit tiring...
For him, there is absolutely no reason to be overwhelmed!
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