Chapter 139: Opening
ICELORD is definitely one of the important territories in the game industry, and even if ICELORD has been shot to death once, Yang Hai has to admit that this guy is really a genius, after all, people with high talent abound, but the talent is so high that it is too scary to look like ICELORD no matter what, and some people even compare ICELORD's talent with Yu-Gi-Oh N-PRINCE predecessors.
Yang Hai felt that it was nonsense, there would be no one more talented than N-PRINCE, and no one would be more powerful than that legendary predecessor, and the Nuo Tianwang who created the glory of an era would not be good. BUT SINCE PEOPLE WOULD COMPARE ICELORD'S TALENT AND TALENT TO THE NIGHT PRINCE, IT'S DEFINITELY NOT FOR NOTHING. Yang Hai's talent is good enough, but Lin Bo, who watched Yang Hai grow up, also felt that Yang Hai was not as good as ICELORD in terms of talent, and he didn't say this in private.
When he was a child, Yang Hai asked Lin Bo so, and Lin Bo also answered openly.
HE BELIEVES THAT THE MOST TALENTED PRO GAMER IN THE HISTORY OF GAMING IS N-PRINCE, THEN ICELORD, AND IT WAS HIS TURN AFTER ICELORD.
ICELORD was already the sharpest knife in the world when he was eating, drinking, and having fun every day, and there was no one, so what would happen now that he started working hard?
Yang Hai still remembers the first time he met ICELORD, this guy came to the competition venue in a casual suit, at that time he was a foreign player of the TC club, so he even wore a casual suit when he was good at it.
Yang Hai obviously felt that even if BAN completed such an amazing game, ICELORD didn't get serious at all, maybe in the eyes of outsiders, BAN's performance was amazing, but in ICELORD's eyes, BAN was just a mortal. HE EVEN JOKED AT THE WORRIED DAKALA WHEN HE CAME ON THE COURT, ALTHOUGH HE WAS AT A DISADVANTAGE AT THIS TIME, ICELORD WAS ALREADY A LITTLE MORE SERIOUS THAN AT THE BEGINNING, BUT HE WAS OBVIOUSLY GOING FOR THE IDEA OF 1-3 WHEN HE PLAYED.
And then what...... Then he taught this careless guy a hard lesson on the field, and TC could only go back with a rout, and E-TYPE was successfully relegated......
BUT NOW ICELORD, IT'S REALLY DIFFERENT.
YANG HAI LOOKED AT ICELORD'S BACK AND WAS A LITTLE EMOTIONAL.
All great pro gamers have one trait in common, and that is paranoia and candour. Frankness allows them to face anything with a calmer and more positive mindset, while paranoia is the embodiment of the spirit of excellence. ICELORD'S MERCILESS ACCUSATION OF GODLIKE'S BEHAVIOR JUST NOW SOMEWHAT SHOCKED YANG HAI.
ICELORD IS NO LONGER THE SAME ICELORD WHO CAN'T OFFEND ANYONE AND DOESN'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING, BECAUSE XILO'S BAD BEHAVIOR DISTURBED HIS TRAINING, HE DARED TO ACCUSE HIM TO HIS FACE, AND HE ALSO GAVE GODLIKE AN UGLY LOOK, ICELORD HAS THE KIND OF PARANOIA AND FRANKNESS THAT ONLY GREAT PROFESSIONAL GAMERS HAVE.
PRINCE WILLIM AND VIVA WERE SOMEWHAT ASHAMED THAT THEY HADN'T STEPPED UP JUST NOW, ESPECIALLY SINCE THE PERSON WHO STOPPED XILO FROM CONTINUING TO RUDELY INTERRUPT EVERYONE'S TRAINING TURNED OUT TO BE ICELORD, THE GOOD OLD GUY IN THE GAMING INDUSTRY. THEY LOOKED AT ICELORD'S BACK, AND EACH OF THEM SIGHED.
ICELORD SUDDENLY TURNED HIS HEAD TO LOOK AT YANG HAI, AND THE EYES OF THE TWO PEOPLE SUDDENLY MET.
ICELORD SMILED GENTLY AT YANG HAI, YANG HAI ALSO NODDED IN GREETING, AND THEN ICELORD TURNED AROUND AND CONTINUED TO WARM UP.
BUT WHAT YANG HAI COULDN'T SEE WAS THAT ICELORD'S HAND HOLDING THE MOUSE WAS SO HARD THAT HE ALMOST WANTED TO HOLD THE MOUSE OUT OF THE CRACK, AND YANG HAI COULDN'T SEE ICELORD'S RAPIDLY FLUTTERING NOSE AND DETERMINED EYES.
This world-renowned attacker, a professional gamer who is always superior, is burning like a fire in his heart.
When I was in a daze, when I was drunk and dreaming of death, I thought I was the only genius in this world, and I deceived myself with such reasons, basking in glory, content with all the money and power and status I had gained.
It is only occasionally on a rainy night, when I toss and turn between beds and can't sleep, that I recall my childhood, the pure, heartfelt joy. I used to love the game so much, cheering for every victory I had and crying for every defeat I had. All the laughter and all the tears and weeping seemed so palpable, everything seemed to have happened yesterday, but I knew that those days of pure happiness could never come back.
Business contracts, glamour, money, reputation...... I don't even go to the training ground anymore.
Anyway, I can make so much money without working hard, so why should I work hard? See, that's why I've been stuck in a quagmire that I can't help myself. That's an unassailable excuse. What else can you do as a pro gamer...... Isn't it just for the money...... I'm slacking off enough to make money to squander my whole life, so why do I continue to pursue those boring things. ,
MOREOVER, IF I TRY HARD, NEITHER GODLIKE NOR TONY WILL BE MY OPPONENT.
It's not like I haven't resisted this endless black hole-like addiction, and I've been asking myself in the long nights, do I don't like games anymore? Is this the end of my dream?
For the umpteenth time, I have considered retiring, and I have made enough money, which is enough for my son to squander even a lifetime, but.
But......
Every time I wake up with a hangover and plan to announce my retirement to the media, what do I do but pretend to be careless, lazily board the plane, and go to play with my teammates?
It's clear that I can't move forward anymore, so what's the matter?
And you won't give up?
Deceiving oneself is too simple and too difficult to do.
I know that I never gave up, I still love my game, my dreams have been dormant for a long time, but they have never died.
However, the habit of self-deception is so terrible that excessive alcohol and uncontrolled private life are like poisons (harmony) that make it impossible to move forward in the slightest......
I live in flowers and applause, my world is dark, and I cry silently alone on sleepless nights after nights.
Until one day.
Until one day, a man used his game to shred the lies I had woven for myself. I realized that there were still people in this world who might not be able to defeat even if I tried my best, that person's game was so powerful and pure, and that person's will was so firm and unshakable.
He didn't have the joy of defeating the third person in the world after his victory, he didn't even change his expression, he just calmly hugged each excited, excited teammate, and passed on his composure, his self-confidence and his strength to them. What makes me feel unwilling, my opponent doesn't take me seriously at all.
But what reason do I have to be angry, and what right do I have to be unwilling?
I'm just a coward who has abandoned his dreams and lost himself in someone else's world.
How can a person who doesn't even respect his own dreams be respected by others?
Lies are so weak in such force that I can no longer deceive myself.
At that moment,
I heard my dreams crying, struggling, and begging in the depths of my heart, but I always lived tenaciously, though it was full of holes;
I heard my heart beating vigorously and fresh blood flowing through my body;
I heard the laughter and crying of my childhood;
I heard the shattering of my hypocritical worldly realm, and it was a great joy;
I heard a call from heaven.
I knew I had to do something.
POSEIDON, GIVE ME ONE MORE CHANCE, WILL YOU STILL DEFEAT ME? Give me one more chance, and will you still ignore me?
POSEIDON, THANK YOU FOR TEARING UP MY LIES AND SAVING MY WORLD. I hope I can defeat you with dignity, and that's the only thank you I can give you.
I've wasted too much time, but it's not too late, I'm still young and we still have a chance to meet in the big games.
POSEIDON, TO BE YOUR OPPONENT IS REALLY A BLESSING FOR ME.
So, please work hard and don't let me down.
ICELORD FELT THAT HIS CURRENT STATE WAS NOT SUITABLE FOR CONTINUING TO WARM UP, SO HE CONTROLLED HIS EMOTIONS AND WALKED OUT OF THE TRAINING GROUND.
WARMING UP BEFORE THE GAME IS VERY IMPORTANT TO HELP KEEP A PROFESSIONAL GAMER IN SHAPE, BUT ICELORD DOESN'T CARE TOO MUCH, ICELORD KNOWS VERY WELL THAT HE IS IN A VERY GOOD STATE RIGHT NOW, AND HE WILL NOT BE AFRAID EVEN IF TONY COMES IN PERSON.
POSEIDON, I HOPE TO SEE YOU AT THIS MASTERβ
There are many reporters watching this scene at the Victoria Holiday Hotel, although they can't step into the training ground to interview, but it doesn't affect them from hyping up this matter. Because HE**EN's BIG3 has been in the limelight recently, ICELORD's behavior has pushed him to the forefront all of a sudden.
But ICELORD didn't go out of the hotel, and he didn't accept interviews with reporters at all, and the parties who were scolded by ICELORD were not very willing to revisit this shameful thing, so although there were ups and downs outside, the protagonists of the incident remained silent.
During the Masters, it will be launched at night, but these days the online game is a bit lackluster, because they have stuck bosses. ,
The progress of the second regiment is stuck on the gardener Shottar, and there is no hope of moving a step forward, and it is rare for Shotar to have high requirements for equipment and skills. The most important thing is that Shotar is also a 0 fault-tolerant BOSS, and the unforced mistakes of the second group have been reduced to about 3, which is already very amazing, and the average professional team can't reach it, but it's useless, this BOSS still can't pass in the end. A powerful group annihilation skill like Poison Strike cannot be solved by compression errors, and even if you survive Poison Strike, you will have to pay for the problem of excessive healing mana consumption, not to mention the frequent forced mistakes when changing essences.
When the progress of the second group was pitted quite badly, as the DARK IEC, Yang Hai could only reluctantly start to seek cooperation from TIGER, but the situation of the first group was also not optimistic, they were also stuck to death by the boss of Shottar, Su Ruoshui's healing spell was useless, and in the face of such a cheating boss, TIGER, who has always been known for his resourcefulness, was helpless.
"That's not the reason for the IEC." TIGER SPOKE HIS MIND: "IT'S CLEAR THAT THE ABYSS OF DREAMS IS NOT A CIVILIAN COPY LIKE THE SWAMP OF DEATH. β
"What do you mean?" Yang Hai's heart moved.
"I feel that a copy with a great origin like the Dream Abyss will definitely not be simple." TIGER SAID WITH GREAT CERTAINTY: "LOOK, IT'S ALREADY SO DIFFICULT FOR YOU TO FIND THE ENTRANCE TO THE DUNGEON, AND WE JUDGED THAT THE ABYSS OF DREAMS WILL OPEN IN A WEEK, OBVIOUSLY THERE IS A SUBJECTIVE ERROR IN JUDGMENT." If I'm guessing correctly, the Dream Abyss is supposed to be a noble dungeon, and only those extremely capable professional players who combine it through a powerful IEC can make it possible to get through this dungeon. POSEIDON, YOU HAVE TO KNOW THAT THERE ARE A FEW TIMES WHEN WE SEEM TO BE LUCKY ENOUGH TO GET PAST THE BOSS OF SHUTTAR, BUT ACCORDING TO THE CONVENTION OF ONLINE GAMES, THE OLD ONE IS DEFINITELY NOT THE MOST DIFFICULT OF ALL THE BOSSES. According to the mission you told me, this Shotar is just a little person you have never heard of in the story of the Dao, and you have to fight so hard to fight the little people, so the demon named Hami, the captain Hugo, the mysterious patriarch of Hyde, and the protagonist little boy, Oden? What do you do with these bosses that are almost certain to appear? β
After thinking about it carefully, Yang Hai still had to admire TIGER's experience, and he said it to the truth.
But the elite copy that he had worked so hard to find was cheaper in the end, and Yang Hai was still unwilling, so Yang Hai made a decision: "That's it, Master Hu, we should think about the temporary merger of the first and second regiments." β
"Oh?" TIGER didn't expect Yang Hai to give such an answer.
"If you can't find outsiders, you won't find outsiders." Yang Hai said a little stubbornly: "The progress of the dungeon is the lifeblood of a guild, I would rather dig the potential internally than leave this honor in DARK." And although there are only two professional players in the Dragon DARK Guild, I think the combination of the elites of the first group and the elites of the second group is definitely not bad. β
TIGER THOUGHT FOR A MOMENT AND NODDED IN AGREEMENT: "IF YOU CAN RUN IN QUICKLY, IT IS A GOOD WAY TO TAP THE POTENTIAL INTERNALLY." I'll go back and sort out the information, and we'll talk about the merge after it's done. β
Yang Hai gave a thumbs up: "Master Tiger, with you, my work is a lot easier." β
TIGER SMILED FAINTLY: "IF YOU THANK ME, DON'T LOSE TO 1Q24 IN THIS YEAR'S NEBULA AWARD FOR BEST IEC, AND IT CAN BE REGARDED AS FIGHTING FOR ME." After all, many people now think that you are half my apprentice. β
"Come on, old fellow, you can be half a master too?"
"Hey, hey, do you understand respecting the old and loving the young?"
"Whew"
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Putting aside the things in the online game for the time being, after resting in the hotel for the night, Yang Hai came to Hell Road the next day accompanied by Prince William and VIVA. Today is the qualifiers for the Masters, and only four of the eight wildcard players will make it to the main event.
This is also the first battle for Yang Hai to officially land in the international competition.
ALTHOUGH IT WAS A QUALIFIER, IT ALSO ATTRACTED COUNTLESS PEOPLE TO WATCH THE GAME, AND THIS TIME THE POPULARITY OF THE WILD CARD PLAYERS WAS VERY HIGH, POSEIDON WAS ALREADY A SURE ROOKIE KING, AND THE LIMELIGHT OF HIS DEBUT EVEN OVERSHADOWED K, THE SYMBOL OF THE NEW GENERATION OF AMERICA.
But another wild card player has received more attention than Yang Hai.
That's a name named Minty? Silviago? Ella's girl.
But that's just her Italian name, she has another Chinese name: Atractylodes......
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