It's just the commentary on the stage and the guests off the stage, and even the other professional players who participated in the competition felt that there was a problem with their eyes after seeing this scene.

The little fishman's operation just now was like a glorious gold-level player, and he met the strongest king, and there was too much difference between the two sides.

His every operation was calculated by the other party.

After YM's coach PDD saw this scene, his eyes widened.

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How powerful it is, he knows it well, what the other party lacks is just a big enough stage. Even if this kid is sent to the first-tier league to play in the mid-laner, he will definitely be able to play quite well.

But at this moment, in front of Ye Feng, he acted like an apprentice.

"My God, how did he get suppressed from the beginning to the end, that wave of kills just now was completely limited." The pony sat next to the fat man, and said with a shocked face at the moment.

He knows how powerful the mid-laner is, and everyone usually plays games together. Sometimes she plays at an almost excellent level, and she is also very good in the first league.

But in front of Ye Feng, the operation he played just now looked extremely stupid.

"The YM team can't do this mid-laner, why was it killed like this all of a sudden?" The audience in the audience suddenly didn't buy it, and the level of this guy's performance was too different from the other party.

PDD suddenly felt a little bitter in his mouth, he had always known that Ye Feng was extremely strong, but he didn't expect the other party to improve again.

He is not the only one watching this game, but many of the middle laners of the first-tier league of China feel a little bitter when watching this game.

"That guy seems to be more powerful than before, and the improvement is not small." The broiler gently teased his bangs, and he was broadcasting live at the moment. The other party's operation made him feel a little difficult to breathe, and that kind of calculation was almost top-level.

Every step is as precise as a computer, and it doesn't give the other side any respite.

"Is this guy a monster?"

Xiaohu's eyes were also a little red, and he didn't understand why the other party was able to calculate the game to this place. That's not at all a level of human strength that can be reached, it's like an accurate calculator playing a game.

"I feel that the way he plays now, he already has a top AI level." When Spicy Xiangguo said this, he felt a little ridiculous.

That guy's strength will even improve, it is already the ceiling of this industry.

If he goes one step further, how will the rest of the people live, will he really find a powerful artificial intelligence to fight against him?

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You feel a little dizzy in your head, he taught a death flash, and he was forcibly killed by the other side when he was at level 1.

For a professional player, being beaten by the opposite side is a lingering stain on his career.

Even though that person was Ye Feng, he still felt quite ashamed.

"Brother Ye, how do I feel that you have become powerful again." When Xiao Zhao said this, he felt that his throat was a little dry.

Although the man was already extremely powerful, he didn't expect it to be able to go up.

"Keep fighting."

Ye Feng smiled simply, and did not answer his little brother's question.

Strength is made by one's own hands, not by other people's verbal recognition. Having obtained this powerful talent for life, he himself is also extremely satisfied in his heart.

After the little fishman jumped to the line, just like just now, the Wind Sword Hero didn't give the other party any chance in the middle lane.

Each of his Q skills hit the little fishman's body with great accuracy, which made the opponent's little fishman quite frustrated.

"How the hell did he predict my move, and why did he hit my body every time?"

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I didn't even think about it, if his position was put to ordinary passers-by, even if it was in the king bureau of Tai Chi service, it could be regarded as a top level.

The players PDD is looking for are all expert operators, and if he can't do micro-manipulation, he will definitely not be able to get into his team.

It's such a terrifying existence, and it's all eaten to death by the other side.

Ye Feng had a satisfied smile on his face, big data was really a very terrifying thing. With data and probability, it is reasonable for the other side to be able to hold skills.

Ordinary people simply can't make such a penetrating analysis, and most people lose their skills according to their own inertia. But it can use the weapon of mathematics to help itself play to an advantage, and the other side can't fight him at all.

Ye Feng's brain is a top-notch computer now, what is the other side going to fight him?

People make mistakes, computers don't.

Because every data is accurate, as long as the opposite side plays the game according to his own inertia, he will definitely lose a lot.

But if he doesn't play the game according to his own inertia, his game ideas will be interrupted, and the game operation will be deformed.

From any point of view, this is already a matter for which there is no solution.

The two commentators stared at each other, locking on the wind swordsman in the middle lane like a script. Every skill can hit the opponent's body, and after he came to the third level, the little fishman on the opposite side was once again killed by him alone.

Constantly use Q skills and E skills to hit the damage of details, and supplement Ping A and continue to output next to it.

The little fishman felt that his operation was like a novice against a man-machine, and he himself felt that his hands were very stupid. Whenever he tried to escape, his brain's instructions were always much slower than the other side.

"What the hell am I going to do?"

It's the first time that Little Fishman has encountered such a game problem, and when he used to play games, he always felt that the opposite side was playing very slowly.

But now, such a dilemma has come to his own head.

"I feel like the gap between the two sides is a little bit bigger." One commentator said this cautiously, because his words would offend a certain professional player.

"After all, it's Ye Feng, everyone can understand." The commentary next to it also added.

Ye Feng had already made a name for himself in this circle, and he was now standing on the top of the mountain. Many people wanted him to go downhill, but they didn't expect his skills to improve.

The unequaled sword queen on the road played quite cautiously, and Graves on the opposite side had already gone over to arrest him.

But at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly felt something, and he suddenly calculated that the jungler on the opposite side might go......