CS: The Last Dance, a Dance That Leads to Professional Success

Chapter 31 Us! Minds United!

"What the hell did he say after he finished taking that?"

"Bro, you're telling me that the way you're drawing your gun and positioning it is with a bandaged hand?"

"So steady and accurate! That's incredibly powerful!"

"That's ridiculous! He got wiped out in the end and then got headshot!"

"Outrageous! When did the Dark Desert Eagle become this ruthless?"

"He really had an epiphany?!"

"No way! Dude, are you Niko?"

Fun fact: Shrimp Bro has already agreed.

"Fun fact: Dark withdrew Shrimp Bro's approval!"

"I once swore I would never shed a tear for a man again, but today, with Nini down, Dark's outburst of revenge for Nini has made me cry so much that my makeup is ruined."

"CP fans, get out of here!"

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In the 6657 live stream room, some people were amazed, some were using tired jokes, and of course, there were also haters and Liquid fans who disagreed.

"No, I was thinking, didn't Liquid just wipe out the game themselves?"

"Seriously, none of the people in this liquid are human!"

"Brother Chicken's AK burst failed to kill Black÷, it's practically a crime."

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As he watched the few questioning comments scrolling through the live stream, he smacked his lips and replied:
"I saw someone in the chat saying that Dark got a Desert Eagle pentakill because Liquid messed up their shots. Dude, you're really messing around! That's true, Liquid definitely made a mistake, but let me be honest, which highlight in CS professional matches isn't built on the opponent's mistakes? Everyone makes mistakes, and everyone's performance fluctuates, but you can't deny someone else's highlight performance because of that!"

“I’m not saying I’m speaking up for Dark just because I’m on good terms with him,”

He paused while playing with the machine, then raised his voice.
"But think about it, isn't that the truth? In professional matches, it's all about seizing those fleeting opportunities and exploiting your opponent's mistakes!"

"Dark was caught, so he's awesome!"

"Some people say that the last two shots from Dark were just luck, like when Dark flashed at Chicken Bro and then took out Nitr0's head with a single shot? Well, you're not wrong with that, are you? Dark's two shots did have an element of luck."

"But then again, back in January during Blast, when Dark's sniper rifle missed and Chicken's AK headshot him with a lucky shot, we weren't talking like this! Back then, it was all about 'Chicken is awesome' and 'lucky streak'!"

"It doesn't make sense that Chicken Bro gets kills because he's skilled, and Dark gets a pentakill just because he's lucky!"

Playing with the machine's rapid-fire rebuttal was so logical and clear that it immediately silenced the haters and some of the fans in the live stream.

In the dormitory of Jianghai University.

Hearing what Wanji said, Li Shan felt incredibly relieved. His fingers pounded on the keyboard. "Some people are just too proud to stand up after kneeling for so long. White players are strong when they kill, but our own players get five kills just because of luck? What a hypocrite!"

After sending his comments, Li Shan felt great and quickly opened WeChat to message several of his classmates who were also watching the game:
"I created a Dark fan group, and the group name is 'The Dark Lord on the Road to Goat'! It's super cool! I just posted the group number on Tieba, come join!"

Not long after the message was sent, QQ started ringing with messages requesting to join the group.

As Li Shan watched the number of members in the group keep increasing, he felt a strange excitement, as if he had done something big.

Yes!

If Dark ever manages to catch up with Sen's overload!

At that point, he'll be a "founding father" of the fan base!

It’s exciting just to think about it!
At the same time, in the Antwerp stadium studio.

On the G2 pitch.

His adrenaline had surged just moments before, and now he slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, his heart pounding in his chest, his hand holding the mouse trembling slightly.

But this trembling wasn't from lingering fear.

It stems from extreme excitement and an indescribable...sense of conquest!

he made it!

In a real competition,
Using the Desert Eagle, he pulled off an almost impossible 1v5 ECO comeback!

and,

EliGE was executed in the opposite position!

That man who almost forced him into retirement!

Although Meng Lang's face didn't show much expression at this moment, if you asked him in his heart whether he was enjoying it, he would definitely say that he was enjoying it immensely!

"NICE!! Bro!!" "Holy thanks! How did you do that?!"

"Unbelievable! What the f**k is that!!!"

The moment Meng Lang fired his fifth shot with his Desert Eagle, the G2 players' bench erupted in chaos. Both Cousin and Little Li were stunned!
Coach XTQZZZ was the first to rush up from behind, pressing his hands firmly onto Meng Lang's shoulders and excitedly giving him a "premium" shoulder massage!

m0NESY leaned closer with an incredulous look, staring at Meng Lang's screen and then at Meng Lang: "Bro?! Your Desert Eagle is this powerful? Last time we duo queued, you were like a water gun! What happened? Did it secretly evolve?"

Meng Lang rubbed his shoulder, which was sore from the coach's massage, took off one earphone, and smiled, still looking a little dazed, as if just waking up from a dream. His tone remained humble:
"Just luck, nothing more."

But at this moment, the most excited and unbelievable person was Niko, who was sitting right next to him.

He switched to Meng Lang's first-person perspective as soon as the first player was killed by the enemy, and witnessed the entire earth-shattering Desert Eagle pentakill!

At this moment, Niko turned his head, his mouth involuntarily agape, looking at Meng Lang with eyes filled with shock and an indescribable admiration.

he knows,
This is definitely not just luck!

As a top user of the Desert Eagle, he saw it more clearly than anyone else—Meng Lang's Desert Eagle and his Desert Eagle were two completely different styles!
His Desert Eagle is accurate because of his perfect aiming and steady rhythm, aiming for a very high hit rate with every shot.

But Meng Lang took a completely different, wild approach!

He hardly relies on pre-aiming, but instead uses his terrifyingly fast reaction and positioning ability after pulling out the crosshair to instantly and forcefully "throw" it onto the enemy's head—the visual effect is almost like a mouse "spirit" seizing control of the crosshair.

That's a complete cheat code!
However, this style of play has a fatal flaw – it is not stable enough. Once you miss a shot or fail to kill the opponent instantly, you will be in great danger after losing your rhythm.

But the advantages are also obvious!
That means you don't need to aim first, your movements are extremely agile and unpredictable, and you have the opportunity to create impossible kills from impossible positions!

Just like now.
To put it bluntly, this playstyle still relies too much on talent and reaction time!

Niko glanced at Meng Lang, who was excessively young and whose eyes still held a hint of naivety yet was already bursting with such energy, and then at the equally young genius sniper m0NESY on the other side, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.

CS is still a battlefield for young people.

The meaning of time, at this moment, seems both so cruel and so full of hope.

because,

They are teammates!
Actually, the introduction of Meng Lang into the team was a reluctant move made out of necessity.

Niko never expected that Meng Lang would give him such a big surprise on the Antwerp circuit for two consecutive days.

Thinking back to how he had shouted "Hide! Hide!" in the voice chat in a moment of panic, telling Meng Lang to hide and wait for the defense to return.

Shrimp Bro smiled shyly, revealing a set of white teeth, and patted Meng Lang's shoulder forcefully, his tone more sincere and appreciative than ever before:

"Well done, Bro! That was fantastic!" He shook his head, his face full of amazement. "I really didn't expect... your Desert Eagle to be this strong!"

He should have just let Meng Lang get started.

As long as he can win the game, Brother Shrimp never hesitates to use his star position and hero gun.

Upon hearing this, Meng Lang turned his head, looked at Niko, and suddenly laughed, saying in a mysterious tone that was half-joking and half-seriously:
"It's not that I'm strong."

He paused, a look that only he himself could understand flashing in his eyes.

He pointed to Niko.

He pointed at himself again.

"We are strong."

"This wave... it was our combined willpower, and we just went on a rampage."

You were just five years ago.

Prince Ni's Eagle...

That's absolutely insanely powerful!

Although Niko didn't fully understand the terms "unity of mind" and "gaga rampage,"
But he understood the genuine closeness and recognition in Meng Lang's tone, and guessed that Meng Lang must have watched his Desert Eagle POV—in fact, many professional players do this when practicing the Desert Eagle.

But to his surprise, Meng Lang didn't just look; he simply "came in."

"Haha! Anyway, Bro, you played brilliantly! Keep it up!"

"I try my best."

Old Ni's smile widened, and he happily gave Meng Lang a tight hug on the shoulder.

however,
People's joys and sorrows are not shared by one another.

On the liquid-filled playing area.

Team Liquid, who were defeated in an eco round, managed to turn the tide with a single Desert Eagle five-kill headshot.
Everyone was feeling stifled.
(End of this chapter)