Counting the history of the world's professional e-sports circle, no matter which region or country, there are characters who have risen from generation to generation standing at the peak of their respective eras, and their inheritance is continuous.

Each generation has its own legend.

The last generation, in the world's professional e-sports circle, is the corresponding generation of the national costume and the Hanbok.

At that time, the national professional e-sports circle had two people who were communicating on the phone across the ocean, and the young man who was called "Senior No. 1" by Lin Fengzun was especially recognized as the most brilliant and immortal glory legend in the entire e-sports circle that year.

In the Hanbok professional e-sports circle back then, the supreme e-sports king was Lee Do-jae.

In that generation......

The ID name of the youth, and Lee Do-jae, who bears the name of "F", are the top two in the history of the Esports Hall of Fame.

Almost everyone knows about it, and everyone knows about it.

But in fact......

In that generation, although most of the top professional esports players were hidden under the dazzling light of the first two, it does not mean that there were no other strong players in that generation who were also qualified to stand at the top of the pyramid.

Some people chose to lie dormant and silent because they understood that they could not surpass the No. 1 and Lee Do-jae of that era.

But such silence is dormant......

Although it will let the passage of time dilute and wash away the memories and impressions of most people, it does not mean that these dormant powerhouses are really willing to remain in obscurity for the rest of their lives.

"Nightingale Dark War—"

In the hotel apartment in a small Danish town in Northern Europe, No. 3 was holding his mobile phone, his eyes still fell on the live broadcast screen of the dark war OB on the computer screen in front of him, and he couldn't help but sneer:

"That guy...... I'm really good at picking places. ”

"It's getting active here."

No. 1 on the other end of the phone heard the emotion in his old friend's words and smiled:

"How?"

"You can't help it?"

Rhetorical question No. 3:

"What do you think?"

Number One seemed to shrug his shoulders: "Yes." ”

If outsiders listen to the content of the exchange between the two, they may feel that they are completely confused about the situation, but the young man known as No. 1 naturally knows very well that if the "one" who appeared in the nightingale's secret battle is indeed an old guy back then, then ...... Between the other party and No. 3, there is a lot of vendetta.

But then Number One shook his head again:

"Forget it, after all, this is the battlefield of these little ones in the new era."

"Don't go to join in the fun if you and I don't die, some people can pull down their faces, so we don't need to do it together."

The tone was calm and calm.

No. 3 was silent, and suddenly a sentence came out for a while:

"Maple, that kid, seems to be participating."

Number One laughed:

"Oh, I know—"

"It's good, that kid probably has also encountered a bottleneck recently, and a place like Nightingale Secret War is a good place for him to hone his skills."

chatted casually and talked a few more words, and before hanging up the phone, No. 3 asked again coldly:

"That guy...... Leave it alone? ”

One's answer seemed a little careless:

"Well, at least not for the time being."

After a pause, he added lightly:

"That person wants to stir up trouble in the new generation of professional esports...... It may not be able to stir it up. ”

"The little ones of this generation ......"

"But they're not vegetarians."

The phone hangs up.

In a high-rise suite in a five-star hotel in Los Angeles, USA.

"No. 1", who had just hung up the phone, stood up and walked to the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the Los Angeles cityscape outside the hotel, and behind him, a beautiful woman who had become the young man's fiancée was comfortably leaning on the sofa and casually flipping through a magazine.

"Number Three?"

"What's wrong?"

The youth shook his head:

"Nothing."

The young man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes still looking out of the window, the expression on his face was calm and indifferent, but the corners of his mouth were rarely slightly hooked with a hint of mockery:

"It's just ......"

"It's some old guys who have been pressed by me and Lee Do-jae for too many years...... Now, I don't seem to be willing to be lonely again—"

……

The perspective returns to the magic capital of Shanghai, in the box of the Internet Cow Internet Café.

The expression on Lin Feng's face in front of the computer screen has become more serious and dignified little by little, and the operations on the keyboard and mouse are fast and continuous, and he is completely devoted to the current battle that is still raging.

And sitting next to Lin Feng, Tang Bingyao and Zeng Rui didn't dare to say a word at this time, and they didn't dare to hold their breath for a while, for fear of affecting Lin Feng's operating state-

Because, the current record has become more and more stalemate.

It's a tact.

To be more precise......

At this moment, the Purple Legion has entered a more serious situation.

The clock is 23 minutes.

The economic gap between the blue and purple sides on the field has widened by 5,000.

For a game of this standard level, the economic gap of 5,000 is actually not too big, if you play a group, as long as the purple side of the economic disadvantage can cooperate with the tacit understanding and play enough output in a few C positions, it can still destroy the opponent.

Now the number of mid-single mainspring supplements on the purple side of the Dawn Star is also stable at more than 220 knives, which is almost impeccable data.

Lin Feng's ADC Delevingne is the second best sword girl in the whole field in terms of economic development, and the damage is almost explosive.

So......

There is also the power of a war.

But the same problem is precisely that the opponent's top and middle laners also have good core development.

Moon's midlaner cards are not mentioned.

Just the record data of J's top laner Jian Ji 9 heads...... It's enough to feel a kind of pressure that borders on suffocation.

In the previous waves of team battles, almost all of them were in the back row of the purple legion and were cut into by Jian Ji single-handedly and broke the game directly.

There is almost no solution.

The current blue army began to adopt the tactic of pushing separately, and let Jian Ji go alone to the single belt, and in this case, even the meatiest top single tree of Demon on the purple side is difficult to compete with J's sword Ji.

……

"You have to sanction Kenhime—"

At the training base of the God team, the wild snow night song sitting next to Dawn Star frowned:

"Now let Jian Ji lead the line alone, and force the line to the tower, the big tree can't stop it, people come up A and go down the tower twice and then retreat, or fight to consume poke, and the big tree's blood volume is slightly worn off, and it is estimated that it will enter the sword Ji's killing line."

Another member of the God team on the side was also sighing:

"The development of the big tree is almost one and a half less than Kenhime's large pieces......"

"The difference in level is also close to two levels."

"How do you keep this?"

That's true.

Even if the top single on the purple side is Demon, who is almost on the threshold of the Seven Kings, he has a sense of powerlessness in the face of the current situation.

The gap between the two sides is too big.

If he weren't a big tree with rough skin and thick flesh, it would probably collapse even more.

But even now this is the case......

If you drag it any further, it will definitely not be good.

How to break the game has become the most troublesome problem for the purple legion at this moment.

And finally at this moment......

A marker signal is played on the minimap.

It was a signal for the trees to evacuate.

At the same time, Lin Feng was controlling his Delevingne and had already rushed towards the direction of the lower road, and the light in his eyes flickered slightly:

This wave, in exchange for him to try a pair of sword girls.

This bureau ......

Let him try to break!

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Update sent.,The next chapter will be late.,What it looks like after half past eleven.。