Swordmanship Veteran's Game Stream Chapter 155
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Seo-jun fell into thought.
In fact, it was not that he had not thought about asking Lee Dong-soo.
Even when calling him a coach, it did not mean he would be directly involved in the tournament, but rather that he would just help with practice.
Once the six-day scrim period ended, there would be a gap of time for a while.
That was a period designed for analyzing the opponent's strength observed during the scrims and matching their teamwork.
It was no exaggeration to say that teamwork was virtually completed at that time. It was even said that some teams went into training camps together.
'I appreciate him bringing it up first.'
Seo-jun smiled faintly.
"I'll let you know if I need your help."
There was no need to ask just yet.
"Yes. Wait, what? Ah, well, whatever. You know that no matter how good your physical mechanics are, you can't match me when it comes to game knowledge, right?"
It would definitely be of great help.
His understanding of 5v5 team games would be much deeper than that of average players.
Since the overall skill level had risen so much, professionals could be called gurus when it came to theory.
"Of course I know that well."
"Why are you admitting it so readily?"
Lee Dong-soo whipped his head around with a suspicious look in his eyes.
Seo-jun was practically a person who teased others like an uncle teasing his nephew, wasn't he?
"Since I don't even need to know theories, I don't learn them. Why would it be hard to admit this?"
"Originally, brains are for people whose bodies are lacking."
As expected, he knew there would be a catch.
Lee Dong-soo, who had taken damage today without fail, toyed with the gloves he had taken off earlier.
Should he try challenging him today for the first time in a while?
He was slowly getting the hang of sparring, so just one hit.
If only he could land just one hit on this older brother's face, who looked like a pretty boy!
Then, suddenly remembering a certain fact, Lee Dong-soo asked back.
"Then how bad is your body, hyung?"
"You're at Hankuk University."
Where else would that brain, which had gotten him into South Korea's top university, have come from!
"Mmm, haha. I guess your body was very lacking during your school days? You weren't a bread shuttle, were you?"
Of course it wouldn't be the case. But well, he could at least say it, couldn't he?
Lee Dong-soo spoke with that thought in mind, but from behind him, Tae-woo let out a dry cough.
He said that hyung was planning to sleep after double-checking the patch notes but got dragged here by Seo-jun hyung; was he doing that because he was sleepy?
"Ah. A bread shuttle?"
Seo-jun smiled chillingly, and Tae-woo's coughing grew more intense.
"I did indeed eat a lot of bread during my school days."
Lee Dong-soo felt confused.
Could it be that he had steeled himself because of that bullying and got stronger by doing 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10km run every single day!
'If that's the case, he needs to watch out for hair loss.'
While Lee Dong-soo was having such a typical high schooler thought, a large hand reached out from behind and rested on his shoulder.
"That nettle was exactly the same in the past as well."
The director recalled a secret story that he had never properly told anyone.
The son of a friend who had come to ask him to teach him modern martial arts immediately climbed onto the ring.
He was quite arrogant and cute with his confident look, so as always, the director had tried to suppress his spirit first.
However, at some point, his vision had gone black.
That was right. That damn nettle bastard had been complete right from the beginning.
"Aha? But what is a nettle?"
"You don't need to know."
Seo-jun entered Ha Yun-ho's lobby.
"You're here! Our team's ace!"
The promised time was until 4:20, but everyone except Seo-jun was already there.
Seo-jun felt a sense of doubt at that.
"No, it's 4:05, so how is Wind Sword-nim here?"
"I went straight to the capsule room near my office!"
"Well, as everyone knows, there's a capsule room on almost every block in Seoul."
Although it was not to that extent, there were indeed very many. But Seoul?
Seo-jun was not one to miss a slip of the tongue.
The reason the promised time was 4:20 was to take Wind Sword's clock-out time into consideration.
However, if the office was in Seoul and the clock-out time was 4:20, it naturally meant that his residence was also in Seoul.
'As expected, he didn't live in the provinces.'
Wind Sword did not even realize he had made a mistake, while Seo-jun engraved the information into his mind.
"Now then, let's first discuss the issue of positions."
"What do you think about Rumi and me going bottom?"
First of all, the most played lanes of the two were AD carry and support.
However, sending those two to the bottom lane would mean completely giving up on the bottom side.
"I talked with Rumi yesterday, and we're confident we can hold out well! Haha. Both of us are experts at holding out."
Considering that in low-tier lanes, simply holding out without dying too much is doing one's part, and doing one's part can even get someone called the carry or MVP of that game.
"Well, it might not be a bad idea to concentrate all our weaknesses on one side at bottom and blow up the top side. But just in case any of the three of you are relatively better at AD carry or support than other lanes, it would be best to accommodate that person."
Shrugging his shoulders, he sought the opinions of the three.
Alpaca and Wind Sword wore somewhat apologetic expressions.
If they were broadcasting right now, the viewers would have teased them to their hearts' content.
"Yes, I understand. Haha, it's fine. What about you, Seo-jun-nim?"
"As for me, I think I could go anywhere, but I've only ever played mid."
"I know that. You haven't played the game that much, after all."
Seo-jun had spoken including his past life, but at any rate, the point was conveyed.
"Then first of all, it seems right for you to go mid, Seo-jun-nim. It's only right to put our strength into the lane we do best."
'I think I could do decently even if I went to another lane though?'
Seo-jun was confident.
That being the case, if Wind Sword or Alpaca performed too poorly in other lanes, it might be better for him to go to another lane while at least one of the two went mid.
Naturally, Ha Yun-ho would also know this.
'Is he trying to check it today?'
Just then, Ha Yun-ho continued speaking.
"And above all, if we establish a system with Seo-jun-nim in mid as our foundation, and the other two increase their proficiency in their positions, we will gain a massive advantage. Because, although it's not widely known, I'm as familiar with top as a secondary position."
He could understand what he was trying to say.
The team members' eyes widened.
"If Seo-jun-nim has to go top, we can just swap with top. If you have to go jungle, we can just swap with jungle. Since both were mid anyway. And AD carry? In that case, the person who went top can go mid, and I will go top."
"So that means we can use you freely, Seo-jun-nim? According to the situation?"
It was just as Alpaca said.
"Exactly. Though of course, the other two have to adapt to those positions to some degree for this to ultimately become an advantage. Isn't this practically an invincible strategy?"
He had found a way to use a crisis as an opportunity.
Although the premise absurdly assumed that Seo-jun had to do well in all lanes, the team members did not doubt that point even for a single second.
"It could certainly become an invincible strategy unique to us."
"What do you think, Seo-jun-nim?"
"Then let's test it out today while running five-man games. I've recruited some fellow streamers."
Even if he seemed to have gone a bit wild during the auction, his preparation was thorough.
"Now then, who wants to play top?"
Ha Yun-ho's voice sounded refreshing, as if everything was working out smoothly.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Thank you all for coming out for today's friendly match!"
After the practice game ended, they gathered in the lobby.
Then, Ha Yun-ho, who was next to Seo-jun, sighed and muttered to himself.
"What should we really do?"
Anguish seeped through.
-Just send Wind Sword to top and give him Kael instead ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Still, Wind Sword was Challenger and Grandmaster a few years ago; why is he so bad at jungle?
-He got assigned to B because he got this bad ㅋㅋㅋ Did you think the operations team was a joke?
-But Wind Sword without mid Kael doesn't even seem B-grade? ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
He seemed to be agonizing over something, and the content of his worry would be this.
'Should we just abandon the Seo-jun mid system and send one of the two to mid?'
In fact, this was a thought that simultaneously filled the minds of the four other than Seo-jun.
They played a total of three friendly matches today.
The result was 2 wins and 1 loss.
Was it because they had lost the third game?
-ㅋㅋㅋㅋ Room leader, let's settle your karma tomorrow
-They lost a game even here, how are they going to manage in the main tournament? ㅋㅋㅋ
-Ah, you weren't playing seriously today?
-It really can't be helped since it's a team game ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
The discipline in the chat window had become lax.
Seo-jun silently watched the chat and spoke. It seemed they needed some education for a moment.
"Let's turn off the broadcast now? T-bye."
-Crazy room leader, don't turn it off... It was our mistake
-Aren't all the bastards who teased him going to lower their heads?
-I didn't do it! I said I didn't do it!
-Kuaaak! To think he'd look for an angle to end the stream just because he got teased!
"It's about time to turn it off. T-bye."
The broadcasts shut down one after another.
Seo-jun felt a tiny bit of apology toward the viewers of the neighboring rooms, but he quickly brushed it off.
It was about time to turn it off anyway. They shouldn't expose their strategies.
"By the way, Yun-ho-nim, you said the opponent's jungler today was Platinum, right? Are they perhaps C-grade?"
Wind Sword asked, and Ha Yun-ho calmly made him face reality.
"No, D. Since they're low Platinum."
Wind Sword and Alpaca swallowed a groan simultaneously.
A heart demon had arrived.
It could not be helped.
Wind Sword and Alpaca had been utterly crushed by the opponent's jungler in today's game, but that jungler was said to be D-grade.
Although they would improve much more once they learned, and even though they had never tried it before, they had still been toyed with by a D-grade player.
"At least Alpaca-nim, who played jungle in the first and last games, seemed to have been better."
At Rumi's words, a dagger flew and pierced Wind Sword as a double hit.
"So, what should we do?"
Ha Yun-ho sought an opinion from Seo-jun.
It was not because Seo-jun was A-grade that he sought his opinion.
"You said it's best to place people in the right positions where they can do best, regardless of each lane's carry potential, right?"
"Looking at the strong teams of past tournaments, that seems to be the case."
"For now, it seems we should observe a bit more."
Seo-jun judged that a mid system where he could fluidly transition to any lane was definitely useful.
"You know tomorrow is scrims, right?"
What Ha Yun-ho meant by those words was this.
Although the win or loss did not matter, still, if they lost...
"Are you worried about karma?"
Their team needed practice right now.
And if they did this practice in tomorrow's practice game, the probability of losing was high.
The result of the practice game itself did not mean much, but the problem was that Seo-jun had karma built up right now.
"Who cares? It's a scrim. And we lost today too."
"The reaction tomorrow will probably be a bit different from today, you know?"
Seo-jun recalled the chat messages that had teased him a moment ago and spoke.
"Well, it's still fine."
If they lost, and thus froze the chat...
Wouldn't they donate just to tease Seo-jun?
In that case, was it an opportunity for donation collection?
Without knowing that Seo-jun was having such thoughts, the team members burned with resolve to do their best even if it was just a scrim.
"Then Wind Sword-nim is top for now."
"Everyone, fighting tomorrow!"
The opponent of Seo-jun's team was decided.
It was the team of Dokkaebi, whose jungler was A-grade.