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

With the Baron buff, SKT was like an unstoppable heavy chariot, rumbling and crushing SSG's last line of defense.

Once the female police officer gets the Baron buff in a winning game, she becomes an unstoppable tower-pushing machine.

Xiao Yan controlled the policewoman, standing at the edge of the defensive tower's firing range, using the cannon's extremely long range to fire one, two, three shots...

Every bullet that struck the turret felt like a blow to the hearts of the SSG members.

"I can't hold on... I can't clear the wave at all." CoreJJ sighed in despair as he looked at the screen full of purple minions buffed by the Baron buff.

Top lane inhibitor turret, destroyed!

Mid-lane high ground tower, destroyed!

Bottom lane inhibitor turret, destroyed!

Within just two minutes, all three of SSG's high ground crystals were destroyed.

The three lanes of super minions surged into SSG's base like a tidal wave, and with the push from SKT's five players, SSG's inhibitor turrets collapsed instantly.

Congratulations to SKT!

With a shout from the commentator CT, SSG's Nexus shattered into pieces amidst a spectacular explosion.

VICTORY!

On the big screen, the word "Victory" was displayed prominently.

The director immediately focused the camera on the players' seats.

Ruler took off his headphones and slumped into his chair, staring blankly at the damage panel on the screen.

The policewoman's damage bar was far ahead of his, exceeding Varus's by a full three times.

"Is this really a newcomer...?" Ruler muttered to himself, feeling his throat go dry.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the SKT players' bench on the other side of the stage.

There, Xiao Yan slowly took off his headphones, his face showing no elation, no excitement, not even a hint of a smile. He simply picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip, his expression so indifferent that it was as if he hadn't just won a highly anticipated professional debut, but rather casually finished a simple game against bots.

That young, handsome, yet overly calm face deeply wounded Ruler's pride.

The feeling of "I haven't even used my strength yet, and you've already collapsed" completely shattered Ruler's mentality.

To be completely outplayed by a newbie during the laning phase, to flop in team fights, and then humiliated by this dismissive attitude...

An unprecedented sense of frustration and shame welled up inside me.

Just then, Xiao Yan paused slightly as he was tidying up the peripherals.

That familiar mechanical voice rang cheerfully in his mind once again:

[Ding! Enemy ADC Ruler's mentality has suffered a devastating collapse, classified as "Severely Breached."]

[Congratulations, host! You have received an S-rank skill reward: Hero Proficiency Increase!]

[Reward: Varus, the Arrow of Retribution, mastery increased to 100% (God-tier)!]

Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Varus?

This is one of Ruler's signature heroes.

Unexpectedly, this match completely crushed him, directly boosting his mastery of his main hero to a god-level 100%!

A massive surge of memories and muscle memory flooded Xiao Yan's mind. The prediction of Varus's charged Q, the precise control of his ultimate's range, the damage calculation of the Withered Quiver… everything seemed to come from tens of thousands of matches he had already played with this champion.

Xiao Yan's lips finally curled into a barely perceptible smile as he glanced at Ruler, whose face was ashen, not far away.

"Thanks, Ruler Emperor."

He said this silently to himself.

With this 100% proficient Varus, SKT will have more tactical options in the draft phase of the next game.

"Let's go shake hands." Faker stood up, patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, his eyes full of admiration, "You played well."

Xiao Yan nodded and followed Faker toward the SSG players' bench.

The SKT team lined up and headed towards the SSG players' bench.

Faker, walking at the front, maintained his signature humility, politely shaking hands and bowing to the SSG players. However, Xiao Yan, following behind him, displayed a completely different demeanor.

He had one hand casually in his team uniform pocket, the other hanging loosely at his side, his steps relaxed, a faint, amused smile playing on his lips. His demeanor was nothing like that of a newcomer; rather, it resembled that of an "old man" inspecting the work.

As he passed by Master An, the veteran jungler from the LCK glared at Xiao Yan fiercely, his eyes sharp as knives.

If it were an ordinary newcomer, they would probably have been scared and lowered their head to avoid him when faced with a "death stare" of Master An's caliber.

Xiao Yan acted as if he hadn't seen it at all, and even whistled lightly, completely ignoring the hand that Sect Leader An had reached out to shake as a warning, only lightly touching it with his fingertips before quickly passing by.

"You..." Sect Leader An's face darkened, and he was about to lash out when Xiao Yan had already moved on to the next person.

Crown was still reeling from the defeat, not even lifting his head during the handshake, looking like a walking corpse.

Finally, Xiao Yan stopped in front of Ruler.

Ruler was pale, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the culprit who had humiliated him. His outstretched hand was stiff, as if it weighed a ton.

Looking at Ruler's bitter and resentful expression, Xiao Yan's smile deepened.

Unlike Faker, he didn't bow. Instead, he stood up straight and looked down at Ruler. He reached out his hand, but instead of shaking Ruler's hand, he gave the back of Ruler's hand a perfunctory pat.

It's like comforting a frightened puppy.

Immediately afterward, Xiao Yan leaned slightly closer to Ruler's face, which was flushed with anger, and said in Korean in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Senior, that Ferrari cannon car... it must be very expensive, right?"

boom!

These words were like a spark that instantly ignited the powder keg in Ruler's mind.

The scene of being killed in the lane at the beginning of the game because he was greedy for the cannon minion replayed in his mind again and again.

humiliation!

This is a blatant insult!

Ruler's face instantly turned a deep liver color, reddening from the base of his neck all the way to the back of his ears. He looked like a boiled shrimp, in a state of extreme heat.

He tried to pull his hand back, but found that Xiao Yan had already withdrawn his hand first, and even wiped it on the team uniform in front of him in a very natural way, as if he had just touched something unclean.

After doing all this, Xiao Yan shrugged, leaving Ruler with a dashing yet irritating back view, and turned to walk to the center of the stage to greet the audience.

"Damn it...damn it!!!"

Ruler was trembling with anger, his teeth grinding together. If it weren't for the referee and his teammates being there, he probably would have already rushed up and started a real fight.

Just as Xiao Yan turned around, that beautiful mechanical voice arrived once again as promised:

[Ding! Enemy ADC Ruler has been subjected to a double blow from the host's words and actions, resulting in extreme emotional instability. Status is now "Red Temperature Defense Break".]

[Congratulations, host! You have received a special attribute reward: Constitution +2!]

[Note: Physical attributes will significantly enhance the host's physical endurance, reaction time, and fatigue resistance, helping you maintain peak performance throughout a long best-of-five series.]

Xiao Yan felt a warm energy flow through his body. His shoulders and wrists, which had been slightly sore after a high-intensity match, instantly felt incredibly relaxed. He felt refreshed, as if he had just woken up from a good night's sleep.

"Physical enhancement?" Xiao Yan clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power within his body, and secretly rejoiced. "This is a good thing. After all, professional athletes ultimately compete on their physical strength."

He stood in the center of the stage, bathed in the spotlight, listening to the sparse applause and the still-present boos from the audience, his smile growing increasingly arrogant.

"Be red-hot, be angry."

"The angrier you get, the stronger I become."