The game lasted 12 minutes, and the blue side broke all three outer towers.

In the 13th minute, the red side was nearly 8,000 ahead of the opposite blue side.

In the 14th minute, the dark tyrant was quickly won by Liu Bei's solo solo.

The tempo is getting more and more in the hands of the Red Legion.

And no matter how unwilling someone is to admit it, the Nakano combination of Liu Bei and Diao Chan on the red side on the field is increasingly showing an amazing tacit understanding in team battles of various sizes.

Such a perfect cooperation in the middle field, falling in the eyes of countless ordinary players and viewers on the Internet, naturally ushered in a wave of amazement and praise.

But for some people who care......

But think a little more.

The Nightcrawler is still going on intensely and intensely.

The 20 players in groups A and B are also engrossed in the game on the field at this moment, and they dare not be careless.

Off the field, there are more other players, netizens, and viewers guarding the live broadcast room to watch the ob screen, watching intently for fear of missing the slightest detail.

In the training bases of major professional team clubs, professional players, coaches and team leaders from various families also gathered together, constantly whispering and discussing while watching the game, and studying and analyzing the feasibility of some tactics in Honor of Kings through the performance of the players from all sides in the two dark battles.

At the same time—

Europe, Russia, Moscow.

In a private apartment, the small bedroom room is simply furnished, and a computer is placed in front of the desk by the window.

A man sits in front of a computer screen.

The man should be about twenty-seven or eighteen or even close to thirty years old, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a handsome angular face like a knife, just sitting quietly and calmly in front of the computer, but the aura of danger exuded by the whole person makes people faintly feel palpitations and chills.

Seemingly harmless beneath the surface......

But it always makes people feel like there is a terrifying and dangerous beast lurking, as if it may pounce at any time and take away the life of its prey in an instant.

Very few people can recognize the man's identity.

But in fact, in the past two days, the ID name he used has spread throughout the entire King of Glory circle, and also shook the entire world professional e-sports circle.

He is a nerve knife blues at the level of countless professional players, and he has come to the conclusion that at his peak, he has the nerve knife of the Three Emperors level.

Of course, this is only what those who don't know the situation think.

Because in fact, he didn't just have the strength of the Three Emperors at the peak moment, he himself was a powerhouse who was stable at the Three Emperors level!

The reason why those people think that he only has the strength of the Three Emperors level at the peak of his peak is because of that Bruce's account, which he has not been operating.

He only took over the account when Bruce couldn't win or was out of shape.

Putting aside "Bruce", which is more akin to a code-calling presence for him, in fact, his real name is the existence that makes people even more stunned.

It is the last generation of esports that has already had a well-known presence in the professional esports circle.

He's Alex.

One of the four great kings in the history of European esports - Alex.

At this moment, Alex sat calmly and quietly in front of the computer screen, and his eyes fell on the ob screen of a Night Stalker watching the battle on the computer screen.

His gaze continued to sweep over the red side of the single sable cicada and the jungler Liu Bei on the field, and the pupils in Alex's eyes seemed to unconsciously shrink slightly for a moment, and then returned to calm, but in that calm, there seemed to be a more dangerous and surging cold chill.

The battle situation on the field seems to have become calm for the time being, Alex reached out and moved the mouse to minimize the ob screen, clicked on his QQ, found a person in the friend list, clicked out the chat window, and sent a message over:

"Group A, are you in OB?"

A moment later, the person on the other end of the chat window replied with a message:

“yes。”

Alex continued typing, "OK, I'm watching too." ”

The man: "Did you observe anything?" ”

Alex was silent for a moment, typing: "That faker's strength is indeed very good, stronger than I expected, I thought that the so-called god of e-sports and the upper god level of the temple of gods are about the same, at most it is at the same level as zeus, maybe now it seems that I should be wrong, this faker, much stronger than zeus." ”

The man on the other end of the chat window replied:

"Yes, it seems that you think about the same as me, this new faker in the Korean e-sports circle is no worse than their predecessors in the Korean e-sports circle."

The conversation between the two seemed to inadvertently mention the kings of the previous generation of Korean professional esports circles, but there was a kind of familiarity in the tone that made people can't help but feel stunned, as if they were very familiar with the people who were recognized as the top powerhouses in the previous generation.

Alex Typing:

"And that Ye, do you know where he came from?"

The man replied crisply:

"I don't know, it's the newcomer in our management group who was invited in with administrator privileges."

"What, you also think there is something wrong with Ye?"

Alex was silent, recalling the dark battle game he encountered with Ye yesterday, and remembering the jungler Han Xin on the opposite red side, his eyes were sharp and quickly calmed down in an instant:

"Well, his hero pool seems to be deep."

"Whether it's mid laner or jungler, the level of personal operation and awareness are very strong."

"It seems that he has at least seven kings or more in these positions."

"It's weird, there's never been an example like this before, has it?"

The man on the other end of the chat window agreed:

"Yes, you think about the same as me, it seems that there are indeed many juniors in this generation who cannot be underestimated."

Then the man's tone changed, and he became a little relaxed and even playfully asked:

"What's the matter, my old fellow, does seeing these geniuses of this new generation make you feel the pressure too—or are you starting to retreat a little?"

Alex's gaze turned cold suddenly when he saw this message, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold arc:

"Pressure?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Of course, some juniors like this can't have any influence on me."

The tone of the man's reply was flat, even a little indifferent:

"That's good, I'm still worried that you have been worn off by time now, you must know that the one I was familiar with back then will definitely not be affected by this little thing."

"Otherwise, it will disappoint me too much."

Alex replied with a sneer:

"Don't worry, I won't be the same now."

This was the end of the conversation between the two.

(There are three days to go before the new season, I wish you all the babies come on~)