The Shattered Him
On Team X's player bench, Jiang Yang had packed up his peripherals early and was patiently waiting for the Little Fire members to come over.
The first two times he'd gone to shake hands with their opponents, he'd been in a great mood. Now it was finally his turn.
Noticing the young man's expression, MO patted him on the shoulder. "It's okay. Everyone has to experience defeat eventually. You played well enough."
Jiang Yang shook his head. "I'm fine."
More than frustration over losing, he felt a sense of emptiness, a feeling of helplessness.
He wasn't a child who hadn't grown up. Of course he knew that no one could win forever in esports. Even NIP, a powerhouse in the early days of CS, had once put together an absurd record of 87 consecutive wins, only to have their streak ended in their 88th match.
Jiang Yang had never thought Team X was a particularly strong team, and he understood the difficulties they faced—this was, after all, a streamer team made up of former pros.
They shouldn't have been able to make it this far. Much of it had depended on Jiang Yang's performance and some good luck with the map pool.
Losing today to Little Fire's precise tactics had always been bound to happen.
Jiang Yang reached out and gave hooxi, Little Fire's in-game leader, a light handshake.
Hooxi pulled him into a brief hug and praised him. "You're very talented for someone so young. Keep it up. I hope we get another chance to play each other at this Major."
During today's match, hooxi had truly felt how much trouble this handsome young player had caused them. If he hadn't figured out a solution during the latter half of the second map, they might still