Chapter 158: A Different Understanding of the Solo Lane

KPL: I Grow Stronger by Gathering Rage Little Black, Little Black, Little Black 2465 words 2026-04-13 18:55:03

At this moment, Lin Hao also saw the team name on the opposite side.

XYC Esports.

If he remembered correctly, this team had fought its way up all the way from the KPL GT, maintained a fierce momentum over the past two seasons, and charged right into Group S.

Under such a tense and suffocating situation, XYC would never give up the Lord; no matter what, they had to rush it.

Sure enough, the moment the Storm Tyrant dropped to thirty thousand health, Lian Po initiated directly with his third skill, and then flashed into the team fight right between skill cooldowns.

His teammates immediately followed up behind him.

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

Meanwhile, the members of AC were also frantically shouting and operating their champions while fighting the team battle.

"Gongsun Li! Gongsun Li!"

"Steal the Dragon! Steal the Dragon!"

In the end, the Dragon buff was secured by Lan, the jungler of the opposing XYC team. The XYC members were instantly enveloped in a thick layer of shields, and the tide of the team fight shifted in a split second.

On the surface, the team fight appeared extremely chaotic, but that was only to ordinary people.

After all, laymen watch the excitement while insiders watch the mechanics. With so much team fight information being processed and integrated all at once, it was hard to keep the focus centralized.

Watching this wave of team fights, Lin Hao's gaze was entirely focused on the ADC of both sides.

Here, AC's team was in a slightly awkward position. The opening of the Dragon pit faced XYC, so when the XYC team charged forward, AC's ADC was forced to retreat downward toward the bottom lane, which in turn made him the primary target for the enemy's focused fire.

AC's Di Renjie was eliminated, though he managed to trigger his Resurrection Guardian right before dying.

AC was probably done for.

Lin Hao silently concluded in his heart.

Sure enough, two seconds later, Di Renjie revived and was immediately focused down again. However, the mage on Lin Hao's side had been positioned near the red buff jungle on the opposite side of the Dragon pit and failed to arrive in time.

After Di Renjie was taken down, the enemy's momentum surged instantly. Coupled with the fact that AC had already lost their jungler while trying to contest the Dragon in the pit, the outcome was sealed.

Twenty seconds later, the high ground tower was pushed, the crystal was destroyed, and AC suffered defeat.

This also meant a defeat for this practice match in terms of the overall score.

Even though it was just a practice match, Coach Zhou Yu's expression remained stern.

"Let's do a quick review, and then we'll go grab dinner."

Coach Zhou Yu clapped his hands to draw the players' attention.

On the other side, while the players were in the match, one of the coaching staff members had not only shouldered the duties of the observer but had also recorded the entire content of the practice match.

The players were all a bit silent right now.

Even if it was just a practice match, the defeat still brought them down.

They had experienced this kind of match too many times—fighting hard for twenty minutes only to have all their efforts wasted by a single Storm Tyrant spawn. Yet every time they went through it, it still hurt.

Lin Hao and the other three streamers also crowded under the big screen, standing carefully behind the players so as not to block their view, intending to listen in and learn.

"Jump to twenty minutes and fifty-eight seconds." Seeing the progress bar of the newly recorded video being dragged to that timestamp, Coach Zhou Yu said, "Stop."

This was the vision right before the Storm Tyrant pit team fight, and the positioning of both sides was crystal clear.

Di Renjie's position was rather abrupt, right on the edge of the Dragon pit closer to the bottom lane.

It seemed like a relatively safe spot, but for a marksman without any mobility skills, this position left no escape route. Once the enemy charged, escaping would be extremely difficult.

"Right here, Yinuo. This positioning is wrong. I've said before that when contesting the Dragon, try not to reveal your vision. But you were outputting damage to the Dragon buff right here. As long as the enemy team swarmed in together, they could easily spot your position and instantly formulate a strategy to rush you."

"…… It seems your targeted training for Storm Tyrant team fights is still not enough. We need to step up practice in this area."

After the coach explained for about five minutes, Yuyi, one of the streamers alongside Lin Hao, whispered quietly: "The coach is so strict."

"He's probably capitalizing on the players' fresh memories to deepen their impressions," Lin Hao remarked.

Lin Hao and the rest of the streamers waited until the coach finished the debriefing, and then tagged along with the players to grab a meal outside.

Since the players still had training scheduled for the night, Lin Hao and the three streamers decided to go experience the nightlife of Chengdu.

...

The next day, waking up at 11 AM for breakfast, Lin Hao had already naturally synchronized his biological clock with the professional esports players upon arriving at the club.

Lin Hao and the other three streamers began their special training session around one o'clock in the afternoon.

The first to be taken away was Lin Hao, who the coach held in high regard.

Sitting in Coach Zhou Yu's office, Zhou Yu poured Lin Hao a cup of coffee with a warm smile: "Haoran, how about this? Let's start by testing you with a few basic questions."

Lin Hao nodded, waiting for him to continue.

The coach's office was quite spacious. Lin Hao's gaze drifted, and he seemed to notice a harmless, chubby little guy sitting across the desk.

That player seemed to be one of AC's starting players yesterday. Since Lin Hao didn't watch much of the KPL, he naturally didn't recognize him well.

"I heard that you primarily play the Clash Lane. You're quite proficient with heroes that heavily test mechanics and execution, like Yuan Ge, Guan Yu, and Ma Chao. So I want to ask, do you have any unique understanding of the Clash Lane role?"

Coach Zhou Yu dropped this question out of nowhere, causing Lin Hao to pause and think for a moment.

How should he put this? Prediction, positioning, game awareness, and hero proficiency—aren't all of these indispensable?

Of course, for ordinary people, these skills required thousands upon thousands of grueling trials combined with natural talent to reach the absolute peak. But Lin Hao only needed to complete the system's missions; naturally, his understanding of the Clash Lane was entirely different.

After a brief thought, Lin Hao decided to speak his mind: "My understanding of the Clash Lane is that it focuses on the psychological warfare of laning. Every single movement and operation is meant to bait out enemy skills, alongside positioning and prediction. If you can pierce the opponent's psychological defenses—meaning you prevent the enemy from maintaining a calm, tranquil state while laning against you—then you can establish a laning advantage very quickly."

Coach Zhou Yu: "???"

Even the chubby guy at the end of his line of sight raised his head upon hearing this, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked at Lin Hao with a puzzled expression.

Lin Hao shrugged. Regarding this point, this was simply his current understanding.

When you can provoke your opponent through your gameplay, the enemy's execution in a state of anger will inevitably fall short of perfection, which easily leaves openings for you to exploit.

This was experience Lin Hao had gained through the practical process of harvesting rage points.

"That is certainly a refreshing answer." Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, momentarily failing to find the right words to evaluate Lin Hao's response.

"It might be a bit hard to grasp theoretically. How about we put it to the test with a live match?"

Lin Hao subconsciously nodded in agreement.

With a wave of his hand, Zhou Yu summoned the chubby little guy sitting behind them: "A-Zhe, why don't you play a solo match against Haoran?"