Chapter 735 From Now on, I Am Brother Li

"Who is the scumbag?"

Suddenly there was laughter, and Lu Zibo and others looked back, just in time to see Mo Yu holding his daughter and Zhang Zhaoyang, all three of them walking over with dinner plates in their hands.

"Mr. Mo, boss, why are you here?"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise and quickly made way for the three of them to sit down.

Mo Yu conveniently put the chicken drumsticks from his own plate onto his daughter's plate, then looked at Lu Zibo and said with a smile, "I heard you playing NB the moment I came here. What, the coach is tired of being a player and wants to be a player again?"

"Okay." Zhang Zhaoyang gnawed on the soft bread and said, "As long as he is willing, he can come back."

Lu Zibo looked bitter when he heard this, waved his hands and said: "Forget it, I'm only a professional goalkeeper now, so I'd better not get embarrassed. Not everyone can compete with Lee Sang Hyuk's B. He's almost thirty. , still so cool.”

Mo Yu couldn't help but sigh when he heard this: "He is indeed amazing. He is almost thirty and can still maintain his touch."

Zhang Zhaoyang couldn't help but admire him: "It depends on professional attitude. People train seven or eight hours a day and never slack off. Who can persevere? I admire him very much."

After playing professional e-sports for so many years, there are not many people who can persist in training and maintain their condition, but there are only those who can stay the same day after day, year after year, and decades like Faker. An example.

He is still able to compete against Faker in the professional arena when he is nearly 30 years old. In addition to his outstanding talent, this professional attitude also provides a lot of help.

You know, players at the same time or even later stages of his career have no idea how far they have retired, and he is the only one who can persist until now.

He is even the only ancient god who started from S1.

"He's really admirable."

"But it's uncomfortable as an opponent. He is still starting in the Korean national team this year. I don't know how to sanction him."

"With him here, the Korean team will always be the biggest threat on the way to the gold medal."

Lu Zibo also had a headache when he thought about it.

One-on-one, to be honest, many talented mid laners nowadays can suppress Faker, but if you want to complete a solo kill or snowball in the mid lane, then don't think about it.

Although Faker's operation has declined, other aspects have been rising.

Obviously he only has the operation, reaction, and hand speed of a top-notch end-level player, but with the blessing of team, consciousness, vision, roaming, and overall view, he is still the top mid laner in the middle.

It's almost impossible to gain an advantage over him.

You can suppress him in the line, but there will never be a qualitative difference in last-minute hits or health, and he will not give you a chance to kill alone. He can even quickly observe changes in the situation on the field, move around quickly, and even land early. Bit.

This terrifying awareness, honed through countless games, is the most critical part of why Faker remains at the top.

"Then do you have any good solution?"

Mo Yu is a little worried. He is also afraid that the gold medal will be taken away by another team after entering the Olympic main event for the first time, even if it really wants to regain the title of bronze medal again.

When they won the bronze medal at the Asian Games in Hangzhou two years ago, the players who competed at that time were all scolded miserably.

That was the first time since GAG ​​entered the Asian Games that the Chinese team failed to win the championship, not even a silver medal.

In the past, whether it was the Incheon Asian Games or Jakarta, there were gold medals every year.

It was also the Waterloo that happened during the Asian Games in Hangzhou that year, which almost caused the number of GAG players to drop significantly. If the news of the Olympic Games had not been announced in time, the game might have really gone downhill.

"It's hard to say. I can suppress you in one-on-one situations. As for consciousness, I can't train it in a short time."

Lu Zibo shook his head and looked at the immature boy next to him who was only a teenager at most.

That is the mid laner of the national team this time, and he is also the current mid laner of Emperor Star.

His name is Li Hao. He is from Jinling. He is 17 years old and has won first place in both the Chinese and Korean servers.

He played in the professional arena for three years. In the first year, he played in GDL and performed fairly well. Later, he joined WE, but his performance was poor. In the winter window, he was terminated from his contract and became a free agent.

Then in a live broadcast, he used Enchantress's forehand and backhand military training to beat Lu Zibo who was ranking at the time. He even became a hot search for three consecutive solo kills, and he started to get his name from this.

Later, it was precisely because of that qualifying match that Li Hao was valued by Lu Zibo, who was already the coach of the God Star. He finally hired him, and against all opinions, he strengthened training every day, keeping both physical and mental balance, and was familiar with encouragement therapy. In the end, he completely transformed and shined in the second half of last year. Not only did he help Emperor Star win the summer championship, he was also the GPL league MVP for the entire year!

That's not all. Last year, Emperor Star was able to overturn the European division in one fell swoop and regain the S16 championship in one fell swoop. Li Hao's performance also played a major role.

Without him suppressing the top midlaners of all walks of life and turning the tide in desperate situations in several rounds, Emperor Star might really have no hope.

Li Hao, who was immersed in eating, seemed to sense the gazes of several people. He couldn't help but raise his head with a big mouthful of rice, revealing a sharp young face.

I saw that he hadn't even swallowed his food yet, and his tone was vague.

"Don't worry, coach, leave the middle to me. The big devil and Brother Li are all scum!"

"From now on, I am Brother Li!"

As expected, they are of the same origin, and they are indeed confident!

GPL plays AD, Emperor Star plays mid laner, it has always been like this!

Several other people also raised their heads, without any fear in their eyes.

"The old man should have given up his position earlier!"

"Why do you occupy the position for nothing?"

"I'm afraid there are no newcomers in South Korea. Even an old guy can't be defeated!"

"Coach, Mr. Mo, Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I will kill him!"

"The South Korean team is nothing, we will definitely win the gold medal!"

The seven teenagers slammed the table, full of vigor and enthusiasm. They didn't take Faker and the South Korean team seriously, and even the teams from other countries were not worth mentioning.

It seemed that the worries of Mo Yu and others just now were not worth mentioning in their eyes.

Strong?

You will know after playing!

Who is not a genius to enter the Olympic national team?

"Good!"

Mo Yu immediately praised: "This is the momentum we want. As long as we win the gold medal, I will let the club give you bonuses!"

Zhang Zhaoyang happened to be at the scene. At this time, he was also infected by the youth's vigor and shouted as he slammed the table.

"I'll go first. If I get the gold medal, everyone in Emperor Star will get 500,000!"

"If your boss doesn't give you money, I'll ask for it for you!"

The teenagers were all laughing and happy.

"Don't worry, just wait and see!"

The meal made Mo Yu's worries go away.

And not only GAG, he later went to DOTA and watched other exhibition games.

Every team is full of confidence.

"It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. I'm old, and I'm actually scared!"

"But they are right, who is afraid of the strong or not?"

"We haven't played yet, who knows who will win or lose?"

"Let's talk about it after the game!" (End of this chapter)