Chapter 54: It’s amazing enough to be called a dream

Two solo games, two consecutive losses.

If in the first solo game, Qi Ming still had reason to believe that it was Lin Feng's good luck that led to the victory, then his defeat in the second solo game completely left him unable to say even a single word.

It was also the second E of the flash of the fishman Fitz. When he was using it, he was directly killed by Lin Feng's Lux with a reverse flash; but when Lin Feng was using it, he was killed by the fishman's Sea Stone Trident. The halberd hit his remaining blood Syndra firmly, completing the fatal blow.

"Oh, actually, Syndra wouldn't have died if she reverse-flashed just now——"

Lin Feng's evaluation voice sounded in a matter-of-fact tone.

Qi Ming almost blushed when he heard this. He was so embarrassed and angry that he couldn't find a word to refute.

Yeah, reverse flash.

If he had been able to do this just now, he could indeed have perfectly dodged the deadly pursuit of the little fish man. But the problem was that that moment just now was almost at the critical moment of life and death. He subconsciously handed over [Flash] and ran away in a straight line. Where? Can you still think of such an operation as reverse flash?

This is precisely the most difficult part of the "reverse flash" operation.

Because any player will have a subconscious habit, especially at the most critical moment, it is easiest to operate and respond based on subconscious actions - and reverse flash is a kind of reverse thinking, which requires you to ensure absolute accuracy in that flash of lightning. Amazing operations that can only be achieved by being objective and calm and breaking your own routine.

Qi Ming himself is a player in the Master level of Dianyi, but it is even more difficult to achieve this.

In his opinion, maybe even professional players may not be able to do this.

So it stands to reason that since he didn't do it, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

But the problem is that the high school kid in front of him actually did it!

This makes Qi Ming have 10,000 legitimate reasons to defend himself, but they all look extremely pale and weak in front of the reality at this moment——

Others can do it, why can't you?

What other reason can there be? It’s your cup of tea anyway!

The truth is that simple.

But it’s such a simple truth,

At this moment, Qi Ming was simply shocked, angry, ashamed and annoyed, his face almost turning red to the color of pig liver. Finally, he stood up angrily and left in a hurry without saying a word.

Without even saying hello to Zuo Youyou, he ran away in confusion.

…

"Eh?"

Looking at Qi Ming's hastily leaving, Lin Feng was surprised: "Why did you leave so quickly?"

Zuo Youyou on the side burst into laughter: "Hahahahahaha, this pretentious guy is making me laugh to death. Let's see how he can show off in front of me in the company in the future. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha——"

Lin Feng scratched his hair and commented objectively: "Actually, Brother Qi played pretty well."

Zuo Youyou rolled her eyes and came over: "But you are stronger, right?"

Lin Feng chuckled and pumped his fist: "That's right!"

Zuo Youyou suddenly became curious: "Hey, when I saw you beating him just now, you were just beating him. You couldn't tell that that guy was a master of electricity. Are you really that powerful? Come on, let's get together. Try it solo.”

While saying this, Zuo Youyou sat in front of the computer that Qi Ming had just used.

So another solo game began.

3 minutes later.

Looking at the game screen that turned into a black and white TV in front of her, Zuo Youyou was in a daze for a while, and then she dropped her mouse angrily:

"Fuck! No more fun!"

Just now, she used the Clockwork Demon Spirit, but in just over three minutes, she was easily killed and taken away by Lin Feng's swordsman Yasuo. From the beginning to the end, she had no resistance at all, which made the platinum player Zuo Youyou's self-confidence was severely hit.

Lin Feng, who was sitting opposite Zuo Youyou, happily announced again: "Oh, my Yasuo is also very strong!"

Zuo Youyou rolled her eyes: "Yes, yes... you are the strongest, you are the strongest."

Now she can almost understand how Qi Ming could be defeated so easily when he was clearly a master of the First Master level.

But thinking of the way Qi Ming left in a panic just now, Zuo Youyou's mood suddenly improved again, and she waved her hand:

"Okay, mission accomplished!"

"Little devil, let's go, my sister will treat you to dinner!"

…

In a KFC fast food restaurant, at a dining table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lin Feng happily started a sweeping sweep of a Family Bucket.

Zuo Youyou, who was sitting opposite him, rarely joined in the activity of sweeping up food. Instead, she complained nonstop to Lin Feng about her colleague Qi Ming:

"You don't know, that guy can really pretend!"

"No, no, he's just a B!"

"I'm twenty-six or seventeen years old, but I'm still just an ordinary employee in the company. I just rely on my bad looks and my rank as a master of electronics to pick up girls all day long. Wow, don't be too low!"

"This kind of person will probably stay like that for the rest of his life!"

At the end, Zuo Youyou made a rather unceremonious assertion to Qi Ming, and then her eyes finally fell on Lin Feng, and she suddenly became curious:

"Hey kid, do you support your sister Xue becoming a game anchor?"

Lin Feng was fighting with a New Orleans grilled chicken leg at this time. When he heard the question, he nodded quite simply:

"Support it."

Zuo Youyou raised her eyebrows: "But being an anchor is a youth meal, and you can't do it for the rest of your life. If you do this when you are young, what will you do when you get older?"

Lin Feng's mouth was full of chicken drumsticks at this time, but he still held half of the chicken drumstick and waved it hard twice, and answered vaguely:

"It's just because I'm young that I do what I love most now."

"When I was young, I didn't have any realistic dreams...what's the difference between them and salted fish!"

Zuo Youyou rolled her eyes: "So you don't think about the consequences at all, right? Hey, what is your dream? I seemed to have heard Xuexue say before that you want to be a professional player?"

Lin Feng corrected: "To be the strongest professional player in the world!"

Zuo Youyou couldn't help but gasped after hearing this: "I believe your goal is too ambitious, isn't it? It's even more unreliable than Xuexue's dream of being an e-sports anchor -"

The strongest professional player in the world?

As a platinum-level veteran League of Legends player, Zuo Youyou naturally knows the strong players in the world's professional e-sports circles and the pyramid-like distribution of power ladders:

Folk masters and above are ordinary professional players.

An average professional player or above, a first-line professional player in the national server LPL or equivalent level.

First-tier professional players and above are the kind of World Series players - at this level, there are basically only seven or eight people in the professional division of each country's server, and as few as three or four.

Further up, there are the top powerhouses at the palace level, such as the so-called "Seven Kings of the World" and the "Four Emperors of E-Sports".

…

"If you want to be the strongest professional player in the world, then you have to defeat all the four e-sports kings, right?"

Zuo Youyou counted one by one with her fingers, and finally added:

"And don't forget, among the four emperors, the one who ranks first...is currently recognized as the strongest mid laner in the world."

At this time, Lin Feng was just lowering his head and biting a straw to drink Coke. When he heard Zuo Youyou's reminder, he replied vaguely without looking up:

"oh."

"I know."

Of course he knows.

In other words, from the beginning, he always regarded that person as someone he needed to work hard to catch up with, then surpass and defeat.

That person... is really strong.

Very strong very strong.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng held the Coke cup and took a big sip of Coke. There was a "gurgling" sound coming from the straw, and the cold and refreshing breath of the carbonated drink suddenly rushed to his forehead, making him feel refreshed for a moment. Vibration:

"Oh, so cool!"

Some dreams may indeed sound a bit exaggerated and unrealistic, but then again, if they are not the kind of shocking super goals that can scare you when you say them...how can they be called dreams?

That man was strong, and he knew it.

In that distant year, he had already lost to that person once, and that time he achieved the ownership of the supreme throne of e-sports. He sent that person to the throne that is now the head of the four emperors of e-sports, and also allowed him to take it with him. Leaving with infinite regret and regret.

But he's back now.

And he wouldn't let himself be defeated in front of that person a second time.