Rise Chapter 703: 10 out of 89

Phoenix, who is not only one of the four emperors, lost his stance because of the most mysterious and dazzling mysterious man J in this nightingale battle. At the same time, it is still in this group A game. While continuing--

South Korea, Seoul, Fate team club training base.

"This person has never appeared in the circle!"

In this game, Moon, who is a single card in the blue side, still sits in front of the computer screen and continues to concentrate on controlling his card master to fight. Behind Moon, a group of other members of the Fate team and The coaches formed a group. As the oldest chief tactical coach of the Fate team, Park Chonghuan also gritted his teeth and gave this assertion:

"Never heard of this person's name."

"But even from the beginning of the S1 season... we Korea, Europe, North America, China... absolutely never appeared such a number one person."

The tone is decisive.

It even smelled of gnashing teeth.

It’s not because of other things. In fact, in this game alone, the mysterious J and Moon are teammates on the same team. The amazing performance of the top single Jian Ji can also help Moon to win. The victory of this game——

Speaking of which, this is a good thing. Even the coaches of the Fate team who are worthy of the Fate team have a good impression of J.

But Park Chong-hwan, the chief tactical coach of the Fate team, is in a really bad mood at the moment.

As the chief of the team club coaching staff, Park Chonghuan is also the top first-class and most senior coach in the entire Korean professional e-sports circle. In the circle, he has always been known for collecting information on all professional players and teams, and his brain is just like From a data database, even if some third-rate professional players in the wild card competition area mention their names, he can tell a lot about the player's hero pool, play style and other information.

But this time...

Park Chonghuan completely hit a wall with this J.

Simply hit an iron plate.

Because even if he racked his brains and desperately searched the database in his mind, he couldn't find half a person to match this J.

This really made Park Chonghuan feel ashamed and angry.

Besides becoming angry... the head coach of the Fate team still has a fear and palpitation in his heart that is difficult to deal with outsiders.

Because this J is so mysterious.

This kind of top orderer, who has absolutely reached the level of the "Four Emperors", his existence is simply unscientific!

First of all, in today’s professional e-sports circle, no one can be found, which means that the opponent is definitely not an active member of a professional team—at least, he has never been in any sub-league of any division. Appeared in the above-mentioned professional competitions.

But how could there be such a person!

Not playing professionally?

League of Legends, an e-sports game, is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger among the folks, but Park Chong-hwan, as a top coach in South Korea, is quite aware of one thing, that is, no matter how amazing the talent and how impressive the strength, the genius or mysterious strong , If you haven’t been tempered by the top professional tournaments, at most you can only be limited to the level of "passerby king"——

There is a clear difference between non-professional players and professional players, which can be seen at a glance.

And Park Chonghuan also confirmed this effortlessly or even extremely decisively through this dark game in Group A that J's level of strength and comprehensive consciousness ability in all aspects is absolutely professional.

Even...

It is the top level among the professional level.

So this is precisely the problem that makes Park Chonghuan feel mad and frightened the most--

A person who has the consciousness of top professional players and the level of operation of the four kings has never appeared in a professional league. How did this person achieve this level?

Private training?

That still has to be professional strength!

And I have never heard of any team or club that secretly hides such a four-emperor-level top ace. If there is any, who would hide this level of core ace?

Unscientific!

It makes no sense!

……

Not to mention how the head coach of the Fate team feels crazy and can't figure it out. In fact, at the same side of the SSK team club in Seoul, South Korea, the team members also couldn’t bear it because of J’s performance. There was a commotion and discussion.

These SSK first and second team members are also shocked by the strength of J's upper single sword girl in the mid-term team battle. They have guessed the origin of each other, and naturally there is no slight result.

Han Shihao, who was among the teammates, was silent.

But in his eyes... there is also an extremely rare flash of vigilance.

As the best mid laner recognized in the world today, he carries the highest honor of "the head of the four emperors". His training intensity on weekdays is absolutely beyond everyone’s imagination, with an average of more than 14 hours a day. High-intensity training, even other top professional players can't match him in this respect.

And this kind of high-intensity training also means that in the past few years, he has played in Chinese, Korean, European, American, and Taiwanese. I've been to a master who doesn't know how many.

But even so, with his actual combat experience, he has never heard of the existence of such a "J".

So even he couldn't help but a little suspicion arose in his heart.

An ID like "J" can be a vest number.

But this genuine Four Emperors level strength can't be concealed.

If he has never heard of it, then...

Suddenly a thought swept through Han Shihao's mind inadvertently, causing his eyes to flicker with indefinite light:

Perhaps--

Should he go ask Dao Jae?

……

Modu, Shanghai, China E-Sports Association Branch Office Building, President’s Office.

Chu Fangnan's gaze turned to Fang Hao, and he couldn't help but say again:

"Brother Fang——"

"What is this J..."

The suspicion in his heart is almost to the point that he can't control his patience, and he is eager to know even a little bit of truth or news from Fang Hao's mouth.

But before finishing speaking, Fang Hao shook his head again:

"I really don't know."

"The only guess, if it is indeed what I guess..."

"The true identity of this J, it should be possible that only those few people will know."

Chu Fangnan was stunned.

Who are those?

Who are they talking about?

But suddenly he came back to his senses, and suddenly moved: "Brother Fang, you mean--"

Fang Hao nodded solemnly.

Understanding Fang Hao’s acquiescence, Chu Fangnan immediately contacted and thought of more things, and couldn’t help but subconsciously take a breath: "Actually... it is actually related to those who can !?"

If it is really like that...

Then the origin of J's identity~IndoMTL.com~ is definitely old to a terrifying degree!

……

Northern Europe, a small town in Denmark.

In a hotel apartment with classical decoration and medieval charm, a computer is placed in front of the antique desk, and a League of Legends game is being played on the screen of the computer screen.

The man named "Senior Number Three" by Lin Feng respectfully sits at the table, his eyes falling on the OB screen on the computer screen.

Precisely, the gaze of No. 3 has been closely watching the blue swordsman from the beginning to the end.

J.

No. 3, who has always been casual and unruly on weekdays, has a slight coldness in his eyes at the moment.

The ID name...

Very familiar.

I picked up my mobile phone and dialed out an international long-distance call. A certain young man’s calm voice came from the receiver:

"Hello? What are you doing?"

The young man on the other end of the phone is naturally the idol that Lin Feng admires most, and is also the "senior number one" in the latter's words.

The tone of No. 3 is flat as usual:

"Are you paying attention to this year's Nightingale Fight?"

The number one on the other end laughed:

"Of course, it's a rare excitement."

"You also watched it?"

There is no plan to continue chatting nonsense with his former companions, and the number three is straight to the point:

"J, do you have any ideas?"

The voice on the other end of the phone paused, and it took a long time for the young man to calm down:

"Hmm."

"Did you also find out?"

No. 3's brows have been frowned, and his eyes flicker with cold light:

"So, is that guy really?"

The number one on the other end seemed to nod, and answered calmly:

"Ten have **."