Chapter 938 - Ruler of Esports 52

After a short break, the second round began.

This time, Tang Wan chose the mage Gan Jiang Mo Ye. The hero’s burst damage was terrifying—while not ideal against tanks, his long-range double-sword combo and built-in self-protection made him extremely dangerous in skilled hands.

On the opposing side, Lin Haiyang secured his signature pick, Zhuge Liang.

He was confident.

This was his best hero—surely this time, he could turn things around.

Reality disagreed.

A sharp click rang out as Gan Jiang’s blades struck. In an instant, Lin Haiyang’s health bar dropped to a sliver. Startled, he retreated under his tower.

But before he could stabilize, Han Xin—controlled by Fan Tong—leapt in from the jungle, diving the tower and finishing him off cleanly.

Lin Haiyang’s face darkened.

They were targeting him again.

Just like the previous match.

And the worst part?

He couldn’t do anything about it.

Even knowing their strategy, he still couldn’t escape. Gan Jiang’s ultimate extended his range so far that hiding under tower was meaningless. And Han Xin’s mobility made tower dives effortless—he could go in, secure the kill, and retreat before the tower could punish him.

After dying three times in a row, Lin Haiyang’s composure began to crack.

If this continued, how was he supposed to play?

“I’m being camped. Can support come mid?” he said, unable to hold back.

The coach responded immediately. “Jiang Ziya, rotate mid.”

As Jiang Ziya moved to assist, it was clear the NSDD lineup actually had strong early-game potential. But the TG team wasn’t playing conventionally.

They were running a “resource funnel” strategy.

Most of the economy was being funneled into Fan Tong. The rest of the team focused on defending lanes and disrupting the enemy jungler. Any kill that could go to Han Xin went to Han Xin. Any wave that could be handed over was handed over.

By the 8-minute mark, Han Xin’s economy had already surpassed the enemy’s highest by over a thousand gold.

That kind of lead was massive.

And Fan Tong pushed that advantage to its limit.

At 12 minutes, a small team fight broke out. But NSDD, already frustrated, made a critical mistake. That single misstep was enough—TG wiped them out and immediately pushed forward, destroying the crystal.

Game two—over.

Lin Haiyang’s Zhuge Liang ended with a miserable 0–7–1 record.

The livestream chat exploded.

“Is this really a pro player? That score is brutal!”

“Wasn’t Lin Haiyang supposed to be unbeatable on Zhuge Liang?”

Even without reading the comments, Lin Haiyang could already imagine the backlash.

His frustration deepened.

He couldn’t understand it.

How could he be suppressed this badly by Tang Wan?

How strong could she possibly be?

Just as his thoughts spiraled, the coach spoke sharply, pulling him back.

“Ocean, calm down. We still have a chance.”

Lin Haiyang took a deep breath, forcing himself to steady his emotions. Despite being targeted, he had always been able to recover in the past. This time… would be no different.

The coach’s tone turned serious.

“Next round—we use Sacrifice Stream.”

The strategy revolved around Athena. Even after death, Athena could move freely around the map, allowing her to slip behind enemy lines and intercept minion waves near the crystal. By constantly cutting off waves, the opposing team would be unable to push towers.

It was an effective tactic.

But also a controversial one.

Because everyone knew—

It was dirty.