Copying player AK?
What a joke. The mainstream overseas view was that pirated versions could never beat the genuine version. Who the hell could have imagined that the LPL would be so different? With domestic conditions being what they were, the genuine version was practically about to get absorbed by the pirated one.
"So confident?" Support Zven frowned beside him. If it had been a couple years ago, when he was still playing AD, he might have felt the same way. But ever since switching to support, he had reined in much of his arrogance and vaguely sensed that something was off.
"Just watch. Can someone who only knows how to copy other people's playstyles really be called the world's number one AD? That only proves those old guys can't play anymore."
In Berserker's eyes—
So-called highlight reels were something anyone with hands could pull off. It entirely depended on how bad the opponents were. He had watched last year's World Championship recordings too. From God's perspective, AK had been able to slaughter everyone only because Little Lu Bu had been too trash.
If it were him? He could make those same plays AK did.
Prejudice was a mountain. It was like getting used to Jay Chou's songs, then one day someone named Tony Wood suddenly appeared and announced he was holding a Wood Has Become Zhou concert, with signature tracks like We Said It Would Be Comfortable, Dao Xiang, Wait For Your Bell, Obedient Mother, Disguise as Orc, Cry of a Woman, Seventh Sheet of Fluid, Nunchucks, Half Box Iron Set, Old Man Holding Tea, Clock Out of Control, Enduring, kimoji, In the Name of a Woman, Fluid Extraction, Digging Flow, Make White Wife Ball, Kiss Flower Fanatic, Chrysanthemum Remains, You Are Faster Than Before, Greatest Work, Secret Investigator