King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

The van slowly drove into the city and, under the direction of security personnel, successfully stopped at the entrance of the e-sports arena.

Before the door was even opened, a noisy cheer could be heard outside.

Wolves' performance in the play-in stage was less than stellar, but that didn't diminish the fans' love and support for them. Moreover, when they learned that Little Fat was playing with an injury, many fans forgot about his performance on the field and showed genuine concern.

Most importantly, Ye Lan's addition has further strengthened the Wolves' squad on paper.

In terms of team roster alone, they are absolutely in a class of their own in the KPL.

Many Wolves fans have even pre-ordered the Spring Split championship.

The car door slowly opened, and Ye Lan had just lifted her leg to get out when she was frightened back by an overwhelming shout, the sound of which was no less powerful than a lion's roar.

On the contrary, the other members of the Wolves team did not show much change in expression.

They had seen this scene far too many times.

Some people put on masks, while others straightened their collars, then stepped out of the car and waved to the fans.

As esports competitions gain more and more attention, many professional players have a status similar to celebrities. They receive flowers and applause from fans and enjoy the lights and stage of professional competitions.

But the more famous you are, the more you should set a good example.

Ye Lan got out of the van and blew a kiss towards the crowd.

When several girls holding up signs that read "Ye Lan" saw this scene, their screams went off the charts, completely drowning out the cheers.

The Wolves glared at Ye Lan with deep resentment, their teeth practically grinding to powder.

Damn it, I've been tricked by this guy again.

Ye Lan spotted a familiar figure in the crowd and immediately jogged over.

"Boss, here's what you asked me to bring. Take it." Zhang Longhe handed over a cardboard box.

Ye Lan smiled and took it, then stuffed a Polaroid photo with Fly's signature into his hand, instructing him, "Wait until no one's around to appreciate it. I'm afraid if you take it out now, your fans will tear it to shreds."

Zhang Longhe nodded repeatedly. A photograph might not be worth much, but once it has the author's signature, it becomes highly valuable for collection.

Some celebrity autographed photos can fetch tens or even hundreds of thousands of yuan from enthusiastic fans!

Ye Lan returned to the group with the package Zhang Longhe had brought, and Li Luo asked curiously what was inside.

"Some brooches, clasps, etc., to ensure they don't violate the competition rules."

Upon hearing this, Li Luo nodded and didn't pay any more attention to it.

A group of six people entered the e-sports stadium amidst cheers and shouts from fans, and coincidentally, they ran into the members of Wuxi JXG.

Huang Wenyan recognized Ye Lan at a glance and waved with a smile, "Brother Ye, please go easy on him when we get to the competition."

Li Luo looked at Huang Wenyan and felt that he looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

Fly, with his good memory, reminded him, "He was Ye Lan's teammate when we were at Shancheng Vocational and Technical College."

Li Luo suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

After that match, Wolves almost became a disgrace to the professional scene, and many professional players and clubs criticized them.

Saying they can't even beat amateur teams, they might as well disband; they can't even beat random players, yet they dare call themselves professional players...

In short, at that time, all sorts of overwhelming insults and abuse came crashing down.

Who would have thought that Ye Lan, who almost crippled the Wolves back then, would now become their savior?

What a story of love and hate!

Rong Xing, the coach of the Wuxi JXG team, hardened his expression and said coldly, "Huang Wenyan, being cowardly before the battle is a major taboo in military strategy. If you shake the morale of the team again, I will make you sit next to the water cooler."

Huang Wenyan scratched his head in confusion. "Didn't you just say in the training room that winning one game would be a success? Why are you acting all high and mighty now?"

"In professional matches, relationships don't matter. Just wait and see if I don't crush you." Ye Lan grinned and patted Huang Wenyan lightly on the shoulder.

The two teams just missed each other.

The Wuxi JXG players returned to the training room, sitting in chairs, their morale low, as if they had been dumped by their goddess.

Rong Xing slammed his fist on the table in anger. "Why are you all looking so miserable? The competition hasn't even started yet, and it's not certain who will win or lose! Can't you show some fighting spirit?!"

Faced with Rongxing's encouragement, everyone remained motionless.

Mid-laner Yu spread his hands, "Coach, it's not that we lack fighting spirit, it's just that we have no chance of winning no matter how you look at it."

Top laner Pineapple chimed in, "Yeah, if you let me lane against Fly, I'll be lucky if I don't get crushed. Trying to gain an advantage is just a pipe dream."

"I'm the most unlucky one, having to lane against Ye Lan. That guy is inhumanly strong." Jungler Mo Fan lay on the chair, looking miserable.

Matcha, a player from the development lane, also said at this time: "I ran into Ye Lan when I was playing ranked matches before, and he treated me like I was just a nobody on the side of the road."

Hearing this, the morale of the group plummeted even further.

Rongxing realized this couldn't go on, so he slammed his fist on the table, shouting, "Cheer up, everyone! Wolves may be stronger than us, but how many impossible things have happened in professional matches?"

"We made it to the Spring Split Finals by stepping over the Wolves' corpse, how can we dampen our own spirits and boost the morale of others at this time?"

"If we could beat Wolves in the play-in stage, we can do it again!"

Rongxing’s words were passionate, but for everyone else, they were still somewhat self-deceptive.

Yu: "Coach, we made it to the finals purely by luck. If Xiao Pang hadn't played so poorly, the rest of us would still be stuck in the club."

Rong Xing nodded, "But Ye Lan is a newcomer who just joined the Wolves team before the Spring Split. He hasn't had much time to gel with the other professional players, so their teamwork will definitely be lacking. Maybe we can end up like we were in the Play-In Stage, losing all our lane matches but winning all our team fights!"

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope finally appeared in everyone's eyes.

During the qualifying rounds, Xiaopang's illness mainly manifested in team fights, but he still maintained dominance in the jungle against his opponents.

At that time, Wuxi JXG was completely crushed, but they managed to turn the tide little by little through team fights.

They ultimately pulled off a reverse sweep, defeating the Wolves 3-2 and securing their ticket to the Spring Split finals.

Huang Wenyan remained silent, though he wanted to remind the coach of something.

Ye Lan is like water; whatever shape you put him in, he will take that shape.

No matter how unfamiliar the team environment is, he can adapt quickly.

He will do whatever the team needs him to do.

Furthermore, even if Ye Lan and the Wolf Team members have no chemistry, as long as the Wolf Team members can follow Ye Lan's commands, they still have no chance.

Back then, four rookies, under Ye Lan's command, defeated the professional Wolves team!

This shows just how high Ye Lan's command level is!