LPL didn't want me? I joined SKT instead!

Ren Dong strode excitedly onto the stage, his voice trembling slightly with extreme excitement.

He walked over to Xiao Yan, handed him the microphone, and his eyes were full of respect, even with a hint of undisguised fanaticism.

As a Chinese person, watching a Chinese player fight his way through a legendary South Korean team, ultimately winning the FMVP at the Bird's Nest, evokes extremely complex emotions, but more than anything, a sense of awe and witnessing history.

"Xiao Yan, congratulations! Congratulations to SKT! And congratulations on winning the 2017 League of Legends World Championship FMVP!" Ren Dong's voice echoed in every corner of the Bird's Nest stadium through its top-notch sound system. "On this coronation night that belongs to you, facing the 90,000 spectators here, and the tens of millions of Summoners watching the live stream around the world, what do you most want to say right now?"

The entire arena fell silent instantly, with 90,000 eyes fixed on the close-up of Xiao Yan on the big screen. Whether they were die-hard SKT fans or viewers who had originally supported LPL teams but were now completely defeated by Xiao Yan, everyone held their breath, waiting for the new king's declaration.

Xiao Yan held the microphone, his gaze slowly sweeping across the boiling sea of ​​red below the stage, over the waving support signs, and finally, he turned his head to look at his teammates standing not far from him, smiling and watching him: Peanut with red eyes, Huni dancing excitedly, Wolf who had always silently supported him, and the man hailed as the true god of League of Legends, Faker.

He took a deep breath, raised the microphone to his lips, and his clear and steady voice instantly resonated throughout the world.

"First of all, I want to thank my team, thank you SKT," Xiao Yan said slowly in fluent Chinese, which made the Chinese audience erupt in cheers again. "Thank you Coach Kkoma for choosing to believe in me during the most difficult time of the Summer Split. Thank you to my teammates, it is your understanding and support that allows me to unleash my full potential on this stage without any reservations."

Upon hearing the translation, Faker's smile deepened, and he gave Xiao Yan a thumbs-up.

Xiao Yan paused, his gaze returning to the audience, his voice gradually rising, "I know that when I first debuted in this summer split, many people questioned me. They said I was just a lucky guy, that I couldn't adapt to the LCK's operational rhythm, and that I couldn't fill the void in SKT's bot lane. Even before the World Championship started, some people said that SKT bringing me along was their biggest mistake this year."

At this point, Xiao Yan let out a cold laugh, a laugh that revealed the arrogance of a genius.

"But esports is never about words. I'll use my keyboard, my mouse, and my weapons to shatter those doubts one by one!"

"From being on the verge of relegation in the Summer Split, to winning four consecutive playoff games, and now, standing here today, lifting this Summoner's Cup. I just want to tell the world..."

Xiao Yan abruptly raised the FMVP trophy high, pointing it towards the sky. His voice boomed like thunder throughout the Bird's Nest stadium: "Remnants of the old era, step down! From this day forward, I rule the bot lane of Summoner's Rift! This is just the beginning. SKT's dynasty has not ended, and I will lead this dynasty to a new peak!"

"boom--!!!"

As soon as Xiao Yan finished speaking, the entire Bird's Nest Stadium seemed to be ignited like a powder keg, exploding instantly!

"Xiao Yan! Xiao Yan! Xiao Yan!"

"That's incredibly arrogant! But it's arrogant in a way that makes perfect sense!"

"He deserves this arrogance! Five games, he shattered Ruler's spirit, and in the final game, his fake recall and pentakill on the high ground—he truly deserves to be called a god!"

In the commentary booth, Miller excitedly slammed his fist on the table: "Listen to this! Listen to this! This is Xiao Yan's declaration! In esports, skill speaks for itself! He not only has exceptional skills, but also unparalleled confidence! This confidence is his strongest weapon, the one that has brought him to where he is today!"

Guan Zeyuan nodded repeatedly, deeply moved: "Yes, looking back at this year's Summer Split, SKT suffered a losing streak, falling into the biggest slump in the team's history. It was at that time that Xiao Yan emerged out of nowhere. He was like an incredibly sharp knife, tearing through all the opponents' defenses. From the Summer Split to the World Championship, in just a few months, he completed his transformation from a rookie to the world's best ADC. This FMVP is well-deserved!"

Amidst thunderous cheers, Xiao Yan's victory speech instantly went viral on social media worldwide.

Seven out of the top ten trending topics on Weibo were occupied by Xiao Yan and SKT.

#Xiao Yan's Bird's Nest Pentakill#

#Xiao Yan FMVP#

#Xiao Yan's victory speech was too arrogant#

#SKT's Fourth Championship#

Naver, a popular forum in South Korea, was completely paralyzed.

Countless South Korean netizens are posting frantically, expressing their excitement and shock.

"SKT's most successful signing this year! Without a doubt! Without Xiao Yan, SKT wouldn't even have qualified for the World Championship!"

"Quick! What is SKT's management doing? Renew his contract immediately! With the highest salary! We absolutely cannot let him be bought by a rich LPL player!"

"He's now another god on SKT! Faker and Xiao Yan, what an incredible dual-core lineup!"

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in Seoul, South Korea.

The night was deep, and the whole city was asleep, but in the magnificent SK Telecom T1 Club headquarters building in Gangnam District, the top-floor conference room was still brightly lit.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was not relaxed and joyful despite the team having just won their fourth S-series championship; instead, it was filled with a suffocating tension and solemnity.

On the huge projection screen, the video of Xiao Yan's final five-kill streak on the high ground was being played repeatedly, along with his domineering victory speech delivered at the Bird's Nest.

Seated around the conference table were the top executives of SKT eSports Club: Kim Sun-joong, Choi Byung-hoon, Park Tae-joon, and several core data analysts.

"Have you all finished watching?" Kim Sun-joong placed his hands on the table, his gaze sweeping over everyone present with piercing intensity. His voice was deep and serious. "Let's leave the championship celebration for tomorrow. Tonight, we have only one agenda—how to keep this young man named Xiao Yan in SKT at all costs!"

The conference room was completely silent, with only the sound effects of Xiao Yan controlling the cannon to jump and fire echoing on the screen.

"Director Choi, why don't you go first?" Kim Sun-joong said, looking at cCarter.

cCarter adjusted his glasses, took a deep breath, and opened the thick data report in front of him. Although he was mentally prepared, his hands still trembled slightly as he looked at the data.

"Everyone, this is a data summary that the data analysis department just finished. It covers all of Xiao Yan's data from his debut in the Summer Split to the World Championship finals." cCarter's voice carried an undisguised excitement. "I've coached SKT for so many years and seen countless geniuses, including Sang-hyeok. But, I've never seen such monstrous data like Xiao Yan's before."

"First up is the Summer Split."