"A site has been overrun by DD and xiaosage's breakthrough. The players rotating back from B Area still want to make a play, but they don't check their corners as they come through Arch. Su Di is tucked away in the corner, and he sprays them down with an incredible transfer!"
"The score is 16:9. Congratulations to Helmet for defeating Mouz in this BO1 and taking the win in the second round!"
Wan Ji Qi shouted excitedly on his livestream. "Wow! This cousin—today, as long as he's alive, Mouz really has a hard time getting any points!"
"As long as the cousin's alive, Helmet has a chance to score!"
"His ability to get kills is incredible. On Dust II, he's basically hunting Mouz down. They're not even in the same league!"
[Feels like we're amazed every single time]
[This guy got 39 kills]
[What level of sniper is this cousin? How does he get so many kills?]
[Yesterday he went nuclear in a 1v5 and beat Team X. I thought that was good enough, and Helmet could leave with their heads held high. But after watching today, something's not right!]
[Did he come to the Major to farm noobs?]
[The king's back in his seat, for real]
[I've never seen a match where both teams felt this useless]
[The cousin is still alive!]
"That was ridiculous, guys." Su Di took off his headset, still looking dazed. "We're just 2-0 now?"
He'd never imagined that playing in a Major could be this easy.
Since arriving in Stockholm, he'd had a negative K/D in two consecutive matches.
Getting two kills in a match had counted as a hot streak for him.
Yet even in this awful form, he'd made it to the 2-0 bracket with the team. They only needed to win