Chapter 940: Ruler of Esports 54

The moment Ari gave the signal, everything moved at once.

Liu Chan charged forward, activating his skill to rush straight into the enemy tower. His mechanical arm slammed down, instantly stunning the turret.

At the same time, Yu Ji—controlled by Tang Wan—followed in without hesitation.

The enemy fighter’s heart sank.

“Damn! They’re ganking me again! Mid, come help!” he shouted in panic.

Was he being targeted?

It didn’t matter anymore.

It was already too late.

Xiao Qiao’s skill landed first, knocking him into the air. Her ultimate activated immediately, followed by another skill, chunking away half his health in an instant.

Right after that, Yu Ji and Liu Chan layered their damage.

Two seconds later—

The enemy fighter fell.

The player stared at the screen, speechless.

No counterplay. No escape.

No game experience.

At that moment, Ying Zheng—played by Lin Haiyang—finally arrived.

Seeing Liu Chan still tanking the tower with low health, Ying Zheng immediately activated his ultimate, unleashing a barrage toward the three players.

But Tang Wan didn’t retreat.

She stepped forward instead.

That single movement forced Lin Haiyang to hesitate. In the end, he had no choice but to burn Flash and retreat, withdrawing under his tower.

Ari clicked his tongue. “We targeted Lin Haiyang for two games, and now it’s his teammate’s turn.”

Tang Wan smiled faintly. “He doesn’t have the economy to fight us. Of course he won’t take the risk.”

If Ying Zheng had been properly farmed, he might have tried to fight a 1v3.

But now?

One mistake meant instant death.

Meanwhile, the audience had already caught on to NSDD’s strategy.

“Damn, Sacrifice Stream again? Athena players are wild…”

“NSDD really brought this dirty strat into pro play?”

“Hey, if it wins, it works. Why complain?”

“I’ve played it before—fed 20+ deaths and still won. It’s disgusting, but effective.”

No matter how heated the discussion became, it didn’t affect the game itself.

On the field, NSDD was struggling.

Without sufficient economy on their core players, they didn’t dare initiate team fights.

But TG had no such hesitation.

At the 16-minute mark, Fan Tong gave the call:

“Everyone mid. We’re taking the tower.”

“Got it!”

The top lane quickly cleared their wave and rotated. Within seconds, all five TG players gathered mid.

Liu Chan stepped forward again, completely ignoring Ying Zheng’s damage, and smashed the tower with his skill.

Tang Wan’s Yu Ji immediately followed up, firing basic attacks into the structure. The rest of the team joined in.

No minion wave.

No hesitation.

Just pure force.

A few seconds later, although everyone had taken damage, the mid tower collapsed.

The audience erupted.

Destroying a tower without minions—this was something rarely seen.

On the NSDD side, the atmosphere turned tense.

“How did you even defend that, Ying Zheng?” their jungler snapped. “You just let them take the tower like that?”

Lin Haiyang’s expression darkened further.

“I only have 5k gold. They’re all over 8k. How exactly do you expect me to stop five people alone?” he shot back.

He wasn’t invincible.

With that kind of economic gap, even holding the tower had already been pushing it.