3-13
Looking at the score on the screen, Su Zhe was overcome by a deep sense of helplessness.
Astralis was strong, but not in the same way Falcon had been.
The night before, unable to sleep, he had brought Astralis's five players into the Simulation Training Ground one by one to practice solo duels. He'd found that all but Brother Ji were a step behind in aim.
And even Brother Ji's aim didn't put the same pressure on him as donk's.
But once the match began, Astralis's waves of attacks came one after another, leaving him no chance to catch his breath.
It was nothing like yesterday's match against Falcon, where he'd found chances to take them on in isolated 1v1s.
When he'd started out with a hot hand, he could still hold off two or three attackers in a row. But as the gap widened, he had no idea how they could possibly win the match.
Seeing the dejected young man, k0nfig felt for him. He walked over and gently patted Su Zhe on the shoulder. "Come on, let's head back to the locker room and regroup. Vertigo is one of Astralis's strongest maps, so losing it is normal. We can make it up on the next two maps."
Su Zhe's thoughts returned to the present. He turned toward k0nfig, who stood behind him with a strained smile, and shook his head. "You guys go rest. I'm feeling fine. I'll warm up a bit. Don't worry—I'll play well on Map Two."
He wasn't being stubborn or putting on a brave face. He meant it.
After saying that, he opened the Aimbotz map and tried to get back the touch he'd lost on Map One.
K0nfig watched the other three walk away, then looked back at Su Zhe.
He really