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

Chapter 121 Pressure

"Holy crap! Tang beat the Green Dragon?! Really?"

Wang Hanjie, on the verge of death, sat bolt upright in his sleep: "Is a straight 2-0 victory over Green Dragons really that outrageous?"

Huang Zihan was so startled by the shout that she almost fell off the bed.

"Hey bro, you're still awake? You scared the hell out of me!" Huang Zihan was clearly in a bad mood after being woken up.

It's 2:11 AM now, and Wang Hanjie is still awake.

It's not that he doesn't want to sleep, it's that he simply can't fall asleep. He watched the entire match between TyLoo and Green Dragon, from the first map, Mirage, to the second map, Sand City, from Tang Ye's VIP triple kill to the mid-lane sniper's 1v2, from being down 0-7 to seeing them turn the tide.

"Tang won!" Wang Hanjie held up his phone. "Tianlu 2-0 Green Dragon, can you believe it?"

"Holy crap?!"

Zhao Yunfan woke up at this moment. Unlike the other two, he wasn't excited; he simply picked up his phone silently. The moment he saw the score, a slow smile crept onto his lips.

"They actually won." Zhao Yunfan nodded unconsciously. "Awesome, Brother Tang!"

"What do you mean by 'truly won't happen'? We were supposed to win!" Wang Hanjie, the iron-blooded man, couldn't hold back any longer. "I told you long ago, in Tang Ye's condition, it doesn't matter who he hits! So what if Donk? Donk is human too! Tang Ye can still kill him with one shot!"

"If you ask me, Tang Ge really has the potential to be number one!" Huang Zihan's voice wasn't loud, but it was full of admiration. "Just look at his matches, his reaction speed, his positioning, his handling of endgame situations!"

"Even natural talent needs someone to discover it!" Wang Hanjie puffed out his chest. "I took him to watch Ling Feng play CS! I taught him the basics! I deserve at least half the credit for Tang Ge becoming TOP1!"

"What did you teach him?" Huang Zihan interrupted him. "You taught him to use the direction keys for emergency stops, right?"

Zhao Yunfan laughed out loud.

He originally thought that Tianlu had only increased its firepower, and that it would be necessary to use some tactics to fight a muscle team like Green Dragon.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ye's central gate was completely impenetrable, and Green Dragon completely outclassed Tang Ye in terms of marksmanship.

It's worth noting that the current Green Dragons boasts top-tier players like donk and sh1ro, and tN1R is also the leader of Team X. Even their commander, Magi, was a prodigy back then.

But in this round, they didn't have much of a shooting skill to show, and Tang also beat them so badly that their scalps tingled.

"So Tianlu was able to beat Green Dragon entirely because of your discovery, right, talent scout?" Zhao Yunfan joked.

"Definitely!" Wang Hanjie chuckled. "If you ask me, Brother Tang is truly a genius. His talent feels on par with Zywoo's!"

Wang Hanjie was deeply impressed by zywoo's debut.

Wang Hanjie initially paid no attention to the group of several old men with an inconspicuous chubby boy, but the chubby boy's rampage on the server gradually changed his impression of him.

After all, the contrast is just too obvious.

The old men were not human at all; they lost health every time they walked, but they always managed to win the game thanks to the performance of that chubby guy.

The little bee's performance was simply outrageous. The entire arena seemed to have become a personal show for this chubby guy, leading four red teammates with one green-clad player to the Cologne finals.

This also made Wang Hanjie remember the chubby boy's ID—zywo.

Then zywoo won MVP with a 1.33 RT. Of course, they didn't win; they were only runners-up.

"I never imagined I'd live to see the rise of ZYWOO, especially since he's my roommate..."

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Wang Hanjie couldn't help but sigh for a moment, then seemed to suddenly remember something.

It seems like after TyLoo beat Green Dragon, their next match will be against Little Bee?

Wow, this is the episode I've been most looking forward to!

In Krakow, Tang stood in the center of the stage, holding a microphone, with a smiling host in front of him.

"gOd, congratulations again on defeating Spirit 2-0 and advancing to the next round of the winners' bracket." The host's voice echoed throughout the venue through the speakers. "This is your first time participating in an S-level tournament, and also your first time facing Donk."

Such top-level riflemen. Did you feel pressured before the competition? And how did you cope with that pressure?

Tang thought for a moment and replied in English, "There is definitely pressure. Donk is an extremely strong player; his breakthrough ability is world-class. But our team is very well prepared. The coach and strategist have developed a very comprehensive strategy, and my teammates have given me a lot of support. So, once I got on the court, I wasn't as nervous as I thought."

The host nodded, then changed the subject: "So, the next question—as you probably already know, your next opponent will be TeamVitality, also known as the Little Bees. And the Little Bees' sniper is none other than zywoo, hailed as the greatest genius of the CSG0 era. What are your thoughts on this?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on this 18-year-old, eagerly awaiting his answer.

"A little bee...?"

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Tang Ye silently murmured the name in his heart, and then a smile flashed across his lips.

"The Little Bees are indeed a formidable opponent. For 25 years, they were unstoppable, dominating all the top teams, and that remains true even today."

"But we're here at IEM Krakow not to lose."

The host's eyes lit up: "So you mean?"

"We only have one goal: the championship," Tang said, his tone calm but firm. "Unfortunately, the Little Bees are standing in our way. In that case, we have no choice but to completely crush them."

"Wow..." The host was also infected by this momentum and asked with a smile, "Great speech! So, one last question—is there anything you'd like to say to Zywoo?"

Tang thought for a moment, then looked at the camera and said, word by word in English, "Zywoo, I know you're very strong. But this time, you won't be so lucky."

After speaking, he bowed slightly, handed the microphone back to the host, and turned to walk backstage.

The moment Tang returned to the training room, he immediately began his almost obsessive training regimen.

He achieved 1000 kills in deathmatch, practiced various maneuvers such as spraying, moving, and quick-scoping, and even used a Glock in deathmatch for specialized eco training, breaking the defenses of ordinary players who were holding AKs but got headshot by two shots from the Glock.

After completing his specialized training, Tang would take a break to watch the players' point of view (POV), then play some ranked matches to maintain his skill level, before continuing his specialized training.

Finally, he will practice running the map and using items, and listen to the coach's review.

Tang also understood that his personal ability largely determined the team's victory or defeat.

The current TyLoo team is not one that relies on gun skills; they only win because of the two players, Lingfeng and Lingfeng, who are skilled with guns, plus a bit of luck.

But against teams like the Bees, gun skills alone are not enough, and even tactics won't work.

Although Tang became even clearer after defeating the Green Dragons that those European teams were not invincible, the Little Bees were definitely an exception.

Because no team in the world can defeat them.

Tianlu must coordinate closely and have excellent marksmanship to even be able to fight the Bees.

The prerequisite for achieving all of this is that he must maintain 100%... no, 200% performance.

It's impossible to play against a honeybee without feeling pressured.

Whenever Tang stopped, those images would flash through his mind: Zywoo's positioning, Zywoo's endgame, and Zywoo's seemingly all-knowing intuition.

He watched zywoo's POV countless times, and every time he watched it, he felt that this person was not playing Counter-Strike, but playing chess. Every move was calculated, and every decision was just right.

"Let's fight a little longer," Tang said to himself.

He rematched in a deathmatch, picked up his AWP, and sniped three enemies in quick succession in the middle lane. But the fourth enemy's bullet was a split second faster than his, and his screen turned gray.

Tang also took off his headphones and rubbed his temples.

He knew he was too tense, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Before fighting Green Dragon, he did feel pressure, but it was the kind of pressure that made him think, "Winning would be best, but losing wouldn't be shameful." After all, Green Dragon was in the top ten in the world, while TyLoo was only number 24. Losing was normal, but winning would be a huge bonus.

But after we won, everything changed.

Everyone is saying "TyLoo is the dark horse," everyone is saying "gOd is the hope of CNCS," and everyone is saying "the next match is against Bees, maybe they can really win."

"We might actually win."

Tang gave a wry smile; he needed to relax now.

Tang picked up the phone on the table, and the moment the screen lit up, the WeChat icon was filled with red numbers.

Wang Hanjie sent over twenty messages, almost in sync with the pace of the match. The last one was posted right after the match ended: "Brother Tang! Awesome! 2-0!"

At the very bottom is a voice message.

Tang also clicked on the caller ID, and Wang Hanjie's voice came through the receiver, filled with barely suppressed excitement, yet deliberately lowered in volume, as if afraid of disturbing someone: "Brother Tang, I watched your interview. So cool, so damn cool. What happened to Little Bee? What happened to Zywoo? You said you'd win, and you definitely will. I believe you."

Tang stared at the voice message for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Huang Zihan didn't post much, just one message: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Tang Ge, you're already awesome."

Zhao Yunfan also sent a voice message: "Brother Tang, get some rest, don't stay up too late. No matter what the result is in the next game, you will always be our 330's god!"

Tang put down his phone, leaned back in his chair, stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, and couldn't help but smile.

"These kids..."

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"Ding-dong!"

Suddenly, a message popped up on Tang Ye's phone. The post title read, "Tianlu 2:0 Green Dragon! g0d35 kills Fengshen!"

TyLoo breaks into the world's top 20! A historic victory for CNCS!

Clicking in, the building already has over a thousand floors.

"Is g0d's reaction speed even human? I watched his shotgun sniping that went from one kill to two at mid, I watched it over and over again, and I still couldn't see it clearly."

"To be honest, I didn't believe anyone could pull off a stunt against Zywoo before, but after watching today's match, I think G0D really has a chance."

"Don't overhype it; Little Bee and Green Dragon aren't in the same league. But regardless, Tianlu deserves all the praise today."

"Is this what talent is? It's terrifying."

"The next match is against the Little Bees. Win or lose, I'll be satisfied. It's already a miracle that CNCS has come this far."

"No, I feel that Tianlu can still improve. I want to see Tianlu beat Little Bee. I want to see Tang also silence Zywoo."

"That's enough, upstairs. Stop jinxing me, okay?"

"A classic halftime champagne celebration."

"Brothers, I'm not a jinx, I genuinely think there's a chance. Look at Tang Ye's performance today, that composure under pressure, that clutch play—it's exactly like Zywoo's debut. This is our cNCS's prodigy!"

Tang scrolled down the page one by one, and when he got to the tenth page, he saw a different comment.

"I'm a long-time TyLoo fan, I've been watching since IEM Sydney in 2018. Back then, TyLoo made it to the semifinals, and I thought CNCS..."

Spring has come. I waited almost eight years, experiencing countless disappointments, countless near misses, and countless promises to try again next year. To be honest, I had given up hope. But today, you made me believe again. Not because you beat the Green Dragons, but because you didn't give up when you were down 0-7, fighting point by point, game by game, and ultimately turning the game around. That resilience is more valuable than winning the match itself.

"So, regardless of the outcome of the next match against the Bees, I want to say something to everyone at TyLoo."

"You guys played fucking awesome!!"

Tang stared at that comment for a long time—he remembered many things.

These past few months have felt like a dream. From the widespread online accusations that he was using cheats, forcing him to livestream himself to prove it, to 259 taking him to TyLoo for a trial, and then to winning the ZEM championship...

Tang also picked up his phone and typed a message in group 330: "I saw all the messages. Thank you."

A few seconds later, Wang Hanjie replied instantly: "Holy crap, you're still awake?!"

"Brother, there's a time difference... It should be almost morning where you are, aren't you still awake?"

"I'm too excited to sleep! It's different! You get some rest, and keep up the good work, little bee!"

"Hehe..." Tang smiled knowingly and replied with a single word: "Okay."

Tang also walked out of the training room. The corridor was quiet, and the lights were dim. As he passed Ling Feng's hotel room, he saw a sliver of light shining through the crack in the door.

He knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"I."

The door opened. Ling Feng was still awake; a tactics notebook lay open on the table, covered with markings of several common attack strategies used by the Little Bees. Red, blue, and black ink filled the notebook.

"Still watching?" Tang asked.

"I can't sleep." Ling Feng leaned against the doorframe. "What about you? Finished practicing?"

"I'm done practicing."

The two remained silent for a few seconds.

"You don't have to carry this alone. There's no need to put too much pressure on yourself." Ling Feng's tone was calm, but every word carried a sense of certainty. "The Little Bee isn't a Green Dragon; you can't defeat it alone. But it's okay, we'll play as a team. There will always be a chance in the competition. You know, CS is a team game. No team can be carried entirely by one person, not even players like Donk and Zywoo."

"Don't overthink it, and don't put too much pressure on yourself. Rest is also very important. Remember, we are a team."

Tang looked into Ling Feng's eyes for a few seconds, then smiled.

See you tomorrow.

"See you tomorrow."