CS2: My reaction speed is the limit of human capability.

Chapter 108 The Group of Death

"Tang Ye! Tang Ye! Look this way!"

"GOD! Can I get your autograph?"

"CNCS forever!"

In the hallway, shouts from fans came from all directions. Tang Ye had just stepped out of the battle area when he was surrounded by a group of enthusiastic spectators. They held up support signs that read "gOd" and "Human Limits," and some even had lifelike drawings of sniper rifles.

Tang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

He took the pen from a fan and signed his ID on the support sign. He wrote each stroke carefully.

"Tang Ye, you just said your goal is the championship, is that true?" a young fan wearing glasses asked with sparkling eyes.

Tang looked at him and nodded.

"real."

"Are you confident you can beat the little bee?" another fan asked.

Tang thought for a moment, then said, "We'll only know after the match starts."

He didn't rule out any possibility of a definitive answer, but he wasn't overly modest either. This composed attitude only excited his fans more.

"Go Tang Ye! Go Tianlu!"

"Go for it in the group stage!"

We will always support you!

Tang felt a warm current welling up in his heart as he listened to these voices.

Even in a foreign land like Krakow, many local international students came to support them, and some even flew in from afar.

The fans' enthusiasm made Tang feel an even greater responsibility on his shoulders.

Now that we've made it to the group stage, we must show our best.

This is not only to live up to their own and their teammates' expectations, but also to live up to the expectations of the fans who are watching them and everyone who cares about CNCS.

People.

When they returned to the lounge, Zhong Weijie was drawing something on the whiteboard. Ling Feng, Hamburger, Xiao Ju, and Mo Siyu surrounded him, their expressions focused.

"You're back?" Zhong Weijie asked without looking up. "Come and listen."

Tang walked over and stood in front of the whiteboard.

The whiteboard showed the group stage draw, and TyLoo was placed in Group B.

"Let me see the teams in my group..." Tang glanced at the group assignments for Group B and immediately felt uneasy.

"Falcon... Little Bee... Green Dragon..." Mo Siyu pursed her lips helplessly, "Brother Tang, your mouth is truly blessed!"

Tang was also quite surprised.

Is Zun Du fake Du?

He only mentioned in a post-match interview that he wanted to play against teams like Falcon, Bee, and Green Dragon, and sure enough, he actually ran into them!

"That's not all." Zhong Weijie's voice was calm. "Besides the three teams Little Bee, Green Dragon, and Falcon in our group, there are also teams like Mouse and FAZE. Moreover, our first opponent is Green Dragon."

"The group of death..." Ling Feng muttered to himself.

When the group assignments were announced, Tang Ye didn't feel much pressure.

His opponents were just players like zywoo, monesy, niko, and donk. Tang was in a good mood, after all, his individual skills were no worse than theirs.

But this puts a lot of pressure on the teammates.

I'm betting, is that true?

It's worth noting that after the Green Dragons changed their formation, they strengthened their firepower. Teacher Da Chao became the sunny boy tN1R, and the team's firepower can be said to be at its maximum.

And most importantly, the Green Dragons have the superstar player Donk.

As for the prestige of Xiaodong Daren, it goes without saying that winning three tournaments at the Katowice Major is already a lifetime achievement for most riflemen.

But actually, something even worse was yet to come.

The camera switches to Douyu live stream room 6657.

"Here they come, guys! The group stage draw is finally out!"

He sat in his gaming chair, the screen in front of him displaying the group stage draw for IEM Krakow. His expression shifted from anticipation to shock, then from shock to a complex mix of emotions that defied easy comprehension.

He leaned back while playing the machine, put his hands behind his head, and stared at the screen for a full three seconds.

"Brothers, do you know what a group of death is? Do you know what a real group of death is?"

"Let's forget about starting with the Green Dragon. Although the Green Dragon has strong firepower now, its tactics are clearly lacking. It's not like TyLoo can't win..."

However, the conversation then shifted to playing with machines.

"But TyLoo's group is quite awkward. If they win, they'll most likely face Little Bee, since Little Bee is playing against BC, who just came up. Although it's still a battle between Senzai and Green Dragon, things are different now, and the two are no longer comparable. So even if TyLoo beats Green Dragon, they'll have to face Little Bee next."

"But the bottom half of the bracket isn't easy either. If we lose, we might have to play against Twitch or FaZe. Of course, Falcon isn't out of the question either."

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"Damn it, IEM Krakow! What kind of lottery did we get?!"

The God of Gamblers Has Fallen

[Tianlu: I didn't offend anyone]

[Actually, it's not that pessimistic; Tang is in such good shape.]

Are Donk and Elige in the same league?

He rubbed his temples in exasperation as he played with the machine, feeling quite frustrated.

CNCS finally made it to the IEM Krakow group stage, an S+ level tournament, but all their opponents were top ten in the world. Who can they complain to?

"Brothers, for so many years, CNCS fans have been waiting, waiting for someone who can carry the flag, waiting for a team that can compete with the world's strongest teams."

"Now, this person has appeared. Tang Ye, gOd, the limit of humanity. He played CS for three months and could already blow up Liquid like fish. His talent is obvious to the naked eye, and his future is limitless."

"But his opponents are Zywoo, Donk, Monesy... No, seriously, please don't mess this up, I still want to see TyLoo advance to the knockout stage..."

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He shook his head and gave a wry smile.

"Let's stick with one option, after all, there's still a chance of taking down the Green Dragon. If we win against the Green Dragon, we'll likely lose to the Little Bee, but making it to the loser's bracket isn't entirely out of the question..."

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"Regardless of the outcome, this TyLoo team has already given us too many surprises."

"I hope they can go further."

On the other side, Spirit.

Donk knocked on Magi's door.

Who is it?

"Your dad," Donk said.

Seeing that Magi hadn't locked the door, Donk simply pushed it open and came in.

As soon as Donk entered, he saw Magi watching an anime series, with a magical girl body pillow in her arms.

"Hot-blooded crab! Daniel, can't you knock?" Magi blushed and hugged the magical girl body pillow tightly.

Donk rolled his eyes. "Harry called us to a meeting. Didn't you see the notice?"

Magi suddenly realized, "Oh!"

"Stop watching anime, we need to start researching our group stage opponents," Donk steered the conversation. "Our opponent is TyLoo."

Upon hearing the name Tianlu, Magi's heart sank.

"Is that the Asian team that G0D plays for?"

"That's right." Donk nodded. "Their rookie is performing really well. He's already averaged a 1.98 rating in the first phase. We need to study him carefully."

Magi nodded noncommittally.

He had witnessed g0d's outrageous performance during this period and knew that TyLoo was completely different from before.

If the former Tianlu was a chicken that anyone could easily crush, now that it has Tang Ye, it has evolved into a Tyrannosaurus Rex, directly dominating all second-tier teams and possessing all the conditions to become a first-tier team.

If they don't take it seriously, given their current state, they really could lose.

Magi followed Donk to his teammates.

Hally stood in front of the whiteboard, arms crossed, his expression neither relaxed nor tense. As the coach who led Spirit to the Major championship, he had seen countless ups and downs.

"Everyone's here." He glanced at the five people in the conference room.

"You've all seen the group stage draw," Hally said bluntly. "Our first match is against TyLoo."

There was a moment of silence in the conference room.

"Tianlu." Hally repeated the team name, tapping the tablet a few times with his finger. "Ranked 24th in the world, they just beat Liquid 2-0."

"But that was just the qualifying rounds." tN1R shrugged and smiled, the sunny boy trying to lighten the mood. "His fluid condition was poor, so it doesn't mean much."

"But that sniper is a problem." zont1 paused, his brow furrowed. "gOd, average rating of 1.98 and ADR of 189 in the play-in stage. These stats are outrageous, no matter what level of competition you're in."

The atmosphere in the meeting room subtly shifted. Everyone present understood what this number meant—it meant that the young man named g0d was single-handedly crushing his opponents in almost every game.

"I watched his match against Liquid," sh1ro finally spoke, his voice not loud, but everyone was listening. "A five-kill jump sniper. He's only been playing CS for three months."

Magi opened her mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again.

He recalled what he was doing during his three months playing CS. Meanwhile, g0d had already stood on the stage of IEM Krakow, performing a historic play with a sniper rifle.

"His reaction speed is indeed fast." Donk finally spoke, his tone not tense, but rather with a hint of excitement. "I've played against him on Faceit."

All eyes turned to him.

"And the result?" tN1R asked.

Donk's lips curled into a slight smile: "It's been a back-and-forth affair. But that was ranked, this is a competitive match."

He didn't make any definitive statements, but he wasn't modest either. This attitude, in turn, reassured his teammates.

Donk never underestimates his opponents, but he also never thinks he's inferior to anyone. As a fellow prodigy, his abilities have been proven by winning several major tournaments. Facing Tang Ye, another rising star, he feels no fear, only excitement.

"His sniping style is very aggressive," sh1ro continued, his voice still calm, but his pace a little faster than usual. "He likes to push forward, likes to repeek, likes to look for opportunities at the edge of the smoke. This style of play is high-risk, high-reward. Once caught, it becomes a weak point."

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"You've studied him?" zont1 asked, somewhat surprised.

sh1ro did not give a direct answer, only saying, "I watched his match videos."

This is the highest praise sh1ro can give. He doesn't like to spend too much time studying his opponents before a match; he trusts his performance and instincts. But this time, he made an exception.

Hally saw all of this and understood what was going on.

"So, what's your conclusion?" he asked.

"He's not invincible," tN1R said first. "His positioning is indeed aggressive, and we can use items to limit his range of movement. Moreover, TyLoo's tactical system is not very mature yet, and there are loopholes in switching points and providing support."

If we can disrupt their rhythm, our chances of winning are very high.

Magi nodded in agreement: "I agree. Their firepower is mainly concentrated on gOd and Feng; the others' stats are actually average. As long as we can suppress these two, the other three points will be easier to deal with."

zont1 pointed out: "I watched their game against Liquid, and there were several times when they were a fraction of a second too slow in switching points. If it were us, we would have been able to seize those opportunities."

Donk sighed as he watched his teammates discussing the topic enthusiastically.

In the end, doesn't it still depend on him to handle things?

Donk knew very well that the Green Dragon team relied too much on his individual skills, always giving him the highest priority in weapons and firing rights, letting him break the deadlock.

But in reality, this is not much different from TyLoo on the other side. Moreover, TyLoo is a team that started by relying on tactics. Having g0d is like icing on the cake, allowing them to have more executable tactics.

On the Green Dragon's side, it's all pure brute force. They have tactics, but not many; they have items, but that's about it.

So from Donk's perspective, this match was a match between him and G0D.

Whoever is in better form will win.

Hally didn't speak, but listened quietly to the team members' discussion. Only when the discussion gradually subsided did Hally speak.

"You're all right. TyLoo's core is g0d and Feng. Their tactical system isn't mature enough yet, their rotations have flaws, and their item coordination sometimes falls apart. We can address all of these."

He paused, then changed the subject.

"But have you ever thought about this question?"

The five people listened quietly.

"TyLoo made it to the group stage, and it wasn't just because of individual skill." Hally tapped his fingers on the whiteboard. "They beat Liquid 2-0, both games by large margins. Maybe Liquid was in bad form, but think about it, even at their worst, Liquid is still one of the top two teams in the world. Winning like that shows that TyLoo's overall strength is no longer what it used to be."

His gaze fell on Donk.

"Donk, you've faced G0D before. What do you think is his greatest strength?"

Donk thought for a moment and said, "Quick. Quick reaction, quick shooting, quick decision-making. Before you even react, he's already fired."

"Yes." Hally nodded. "But his speed isn't blind speed. Notice how he pushes forward and repeeks every time; it's all purposeful. He's not gambling; he's calculating."

Hally picked up a marker and drew a simple sketch of a desert city map on the whiteboard.

"For example, when he's holding the archway in VIP, it might seem aggressive, but there's always someone behind him providing cover fire. Every time he pushes forward, it's based on his teammates' positions and information. He's not fighting alone."

"Therefore, it would be a mistake to only focus on 'targeting g0d'."

hally circled the name g0d.

"What we need to target is the entire TyLoo system. Cut off his connection with his teammates and turn his aggressiveness into recklessness. Doesn't he like to push forward? Then let him push. We'll set a trap and wait for him to jump in."

"Once we get G0D's location information, we can boldly push forward on the other lanes to take map control, and then send Donk to counter G0D," Hally said. "In terms of individual skill, our overall strength is definitely superior to theirs."

Hally then looked at Donk.

"Donk, you are our spearhead. TyLoo's focus will definitely shift towards you because you are the biggest threat. But this also means that you will have the opportunity to create space for your teammates."

He paused, then his tone became serious.

"I don't expect you to dominate every game. I expect every breakthrough you make to be meaningful. Even if you die, as long as you've taken down their core player or forced them to use their key item, that's enough."

Donk's lips curled up slightly: "Understood."

Hally's voice deepened.

"TyLoo is a team that excels at winning when they have an advantage. Once they get ahead, their aim gets hotter and hotter, and they become increasingly outrageous. So what we need to do is disrupt their rhythm from the very beginning."

"Even if we lose the pistol round, we must force buy and put enough pressure on them. We also need to be strategic in our map selection. While banning Small Town, we should try to play maps like Overpass. Although they won against BC, their tactical reserves on this map are clearly insufficient."

Hally glanced at her watch; it was getting late.

"Alright, we'll talk about tactics tomorrow. Everyone should get a good rest tonight and adjust your mindset."

He paused, and then said one last thing.

"Remember, they only have two people who can C. But we have five."