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

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Tang Ye.

"Who is this guy, daring to say Brother Feng's gun is slow?"

"Tang Ye from our class, the one who's a table tennis champion."

"A table tennis champion? Has he even played CS before saying that?"

Seeing this, Wang Hanjie became somewhat anxious and nudged Tang Ye again, while simultaneously gesturing for Tang Ye to retreat.

However, Tang Ye couldn't leave now, looking at the whispering crowd and Ling Feng questioning him.

"Oh no, oh no, this is it." Tang felt incredibly embarrassed.

Even though the black smoke from the grenade explosion blocked his view of the screen earlier, he still noticed the difference.

It might have been just a tiny pixel change, but Tang could clearly see that it was a human figure.

However, Ling Feng didn't fire, giving his opponent an opening. He was taken down with a single shot, which is why he said those words.

"Damn it, I'm in a really awkward situation now." Tang Ye glanced at the whispering crowd around him, made a snap decision, and said, "Fine, I might as well just go all out!"

"Um, I just saw the person being pulled out, but you didn't fire, so I said that. Don't misunderstand."

"Whoa!"

These words ignited the atmosphere among everyone present.

This looks like they're about to have a little showdown!

"Heh." Ling Feng merely scoffed at this.

That grenade just now almost completely blocked the sniper scope's view; how could I see anything clearly?

Ling Feng retorted with just one sentence.

"What's your skill level? Have you ever reached S rank?"

As expected, Tang Ye was immediately embarrassed by Ling Feng's words and found himself unable to save face.

Not to mention his rank, he had never even played CS before and didn't know the most basic controls.

"Oh dear, he's never even played the game, he's just a show-off who's only good at pretending to be an armchair gamer, don't bother with him!" Wang Hanjie stepped in with a smile to smooth things over, and helped Tang Ye away from this troublesome place.

"Wait!"

However, Ling Feng did not think so.

"Since you say my gun is slow, then I'll see just how fast yours is!"

After saying that, Ling Feng put his headphones back on and said, "I ecoed this round. Next round, I'll let you play with the unarmored sniper rifle. I want to see if your gun is faster than mine!"

Having said all that, Tang Ye and Wang Hanjie slunk back amidst the gloating glances of their classmates.

"I'm not trying to be mean, but what are you showing off for? What are you trying to prove?" Wang Hanjie said with a look of utter disappointment. "He's Demon King S, a top player in this game. You're saying his gun is slow? You're just asking for trouble."

"I didn't know that saying his gun was slow would cause such psychological harm!" Tang argued, but his voice grew weaker and weaker. "Besides... his gun really is slow..."

"Can you even shoot a gun before spouting nonsense?" Wang Hanjie was speechless. "You can't even walk properly and you're still mocking Demon King S? You're unbelievable, kid!"

"Our university life has come to an early end!"

Looking at Wang Hanjie's worried face, Tang Ye was at a loss for what to do.

While he was at a loss, Ling Feng had already finished the game.

"Your teammates played well and we won this round. You can use a full-armor sniper rifle now." Ling Feng stood up, took off his headset, and handed it to Tang Ye. "You said my gun is slow? Fine, you try it!"

"superior!"

"Rush!"

"Don't be a coward!"

Encouraged by those around him, Tang had no choice but to put on his headphones and sit down at the table.

"Um, how do I do it again?"

Tang tried hard to recall the movement mechanics of the FPS games he played as a child, but due to his nervousness, he forgot them all for a moment.

"Hey buddy, why aren't you moving?"

"Could he really be a newbie? No way, no way?"

"Hahaha, that's hilarious!"

Everyone burst into laughter at Tang, who couldn't even move, while Wang Hanjie covered his face, unable to look.

Ling Feng shooed Tang Ye off: "Time's up, we can't contest the mid lane anymore, let's play this round."

After saying that, Tang was kicked off the gaming chair by Ling Feng.

"I've really embarrassed myself, buddy. I can't afford to lose face like this, I'm leaving now." Wang Hanjie waved his hand and then prepared to go back to his dormitory.

"Hey, hey, don't!" Tang immediately grabbed Wang Hanjie's hand, refusing to let him leave.

Tang is now in a very difficult position, and he has no choice but to prove himself.

Otherwise, he would become a laughing stock, and his entire college life would suddenly become gloomy.

"Godfather, I beg you, please help my brother out!"

Wang Hanjie stopped, turned around and glanced at Tang Ye, then shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"I'll reluctantly teach you since you call me godfather." Wang Hanjie sighed as he said this, then pointed to the keyboard and said, "W to advance, S to retreat, A to move left, D to move right, left mouse button to fire, right mouse button to aim, spacebar to jump, 1, 2, 3, 4 to access the item bar..."

After teaching Tang Ye the basic movement controls and mouse button layout, Wang Hanjie gave a wry smile.

"Alright, now you've learned the basics of this game. Now, go and battle Demon King S on the Perfect Platform!"

"Okay!" Tang nodded. "I feel incredibly strong right now!"

Wang Hanjie just rolled his eyes at the sight, silently complaining to himself.

"I think you're the scary one, Tang!"

Under Wang Hanjie's expert instruction, Tang finally understood all the game's controls, achieving a level of mastery that can be described as divine skill!

Lingfeng played this round very quickly. Since it was an eco round for the opposing team, Lingfeng's team, armed with long guns, quickly wiped out the opposing CT team.

"Here you go, full armor sniper rifle." Ling Feng stood up, offered Tang Ye his seat, and handed him the headset, adding a sarcastic remark at the end, "Let me see what you're capable of, quick-draw."

"Hahaha, quick-draw player!"

Everyone burst into laughter again upon hearing this.

Tang Ye wished he could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of his toes at this moment, but he was already in a bind and had no choice but to go on.

"W is for advancing, S is for retreating, A is for moving left, D is for moving right, left mouse button fires, right mouse button scopes in, spacebar jumps, 1234 is for accessing the item bar..."

Tang also remembered the movement method that Wang Hanjie had taught him, and moved horizontally across the T camp's home.

"Haha, look at this person, they can't even walk straight!"

"Wait, why are you looking down at the ground while walking? Even a C+ wouldn't walk like that!"

"Hey, get lost! Don't try to scam me for a C+ rating!"

"That's right, even our C+ level isn't that bad!"

Seeing Tang Ye's sweet and endearing way of walking, everyone burst out laughing.

"You think you can show off with this level of skill? I'll show you!" Ling Feng crossed his arms, a smirk playing on his lips. He sneered at Tang Ye, who could barely walk straight, thinking to himself, "While I may not have the talent to play professionally, I'm not someone you can fool!"

As the Demon King S, Ling Feng watched Tang Ye's miserable state from his perspective, constantly mocking Tang Ye in his heart.

Most of the time, you can tell a person's skill level just by looking at how they walk. Those high-level players who practically aim at the ground while walking are either geniuses or just average players.

To be honest, comparing Tang Ye to a child prodigy is a bit of an insult to child prodigies.

Tang Ye's current walking ability is even inferior to that of the genius boy. At least the genius boy knows how to walk, but Tang Ye simply holds down one key and doesn't even know how to press W, D, and E together.

Everyone watched as Tang Ye, after going through countless hardships, finally arrived at the secret passage, jumped down, and immediately activated his scope.

Everyone was dumbfounded by Tang Ye's actions.

Because Tang didn't control his position at all, he directly exposed his entire body in the dark passage.

"Damn, they parked right in the middle of the road! They have absolutely no sense of positioning!"

"It's a complete waste of time; you'll be dragged out and killed by someone else the next second."

"This is just plain clown-like..."

Seeing Tang Ye setting up a sniper rifle right on the main road, Ling Feng almost burst out laughing.

"No, no, I have to hold back." Ling Feng was finding it hard to contain himself, constantly telling himself, "I originally thought he was just a talker, but it turns out he's actually a 'armchair gamer' (or 'armchair gamer'). Are there armchair gamers in CS these days?"

"Luckily I didn't buy any items this round, otherwise I would have lost money if I died."

With this in mind, Ling Feng forced himself to calm down and focused on the game.

He had already placed one hand on the gaming chair, ready to mock Tang Ye as soon as he died, then pull him down and play by himself.

After all, this is his own account, and he can't afford to give away points to the other side like this.

"Now it's been sent."

Seeing Tang Ye and Tangtang's performance, Wang Hanjie wished he could immediately kick Run, but he couldn't bring himself to abandon his brother.

But when he looked at Tang Ye, his expression changed.

Tang was intently watching the screen, not even blinking.

Wang Hanjie knew that this was Tang Ye's expression when he was extremely focused. Tang Ye had the same expression when he practiced receiving two table tennis balls with both hands in the dormitory.

"boom!"

It was that familiar thunderclap in the middle lane again, followed by another plume of black smoke.

"Bang!"

Another sniper shot rang out.