They had thought this would be RNG's final killing blow against Xu Junyan. After all, every club in the LPL had issued statements boycotting him, and even the LPL officials had personally stepped in to support RNG.
They had thought Xu Junyan's Weibo post had been an act of desperation and rage. Directly mocking the entire LPL—he had completely cut off his own escape route. He must have gone completely mad!
They had thought that once the LPL officially announced Xu Junyan's ten-year ban, he would be finished for good. The Royal Hooligans had fallen into boundless ecstasy, shouting with tremendous vigor.
Who would have thought that he truly couldn't be bothered to stay in the LPL any longer? He had directly joined the LCK's three-time championship dynasty—the only three-time championship dynasty in the global League of Legends scene—and become teammates with that man.
The LCK's unprecedented first Chinese import. Recognition from the LCK's three-time championship dynasty. That man's teammate—Faker's teammate!... Which one of those titles wasn't dazzling beyond measure? Compared to that, what the hell was RNG?
That enormous sense of disparity nearly crushed the Royal Hooligans' spirits completely. They only felt that they had become clowns on an unprecedented level this time! It was like slap after slap being smacked straight across their faces!
Just then.
SKT's official Instagram posted another player portrait, and it was Xu Junyan's.
On domestic Weibo, Xu Junyan also updated his account with his own player portrait.
At the same time, he specifically @'d the Weibo post where Uzi had mocked him and commented: "Yeah, I'm not worthy of wearing a one-star jersey, so I reluctantly put on a three-star one instead. How should I put it? After trying it on, real three-star jerseys seem a little more comfortable than fake one-star jerseys. What do you think, Little Rumble?"
Fake?
Little Rumble?
And he was asking Little Rumble what he thought?
Holy fucking shit!
The Royal Hooligans were still trapped in the massive, clown-level psychological blow, unable to recover. Every one of them looked as if the sky had fallen, because nothing hurt them more than seeing Xu Junyan doing well.
The largest faction among the Royal Hooligans, the GSLs, felt the same way. Still, their mental resilience was sturdier than that of ordinary Royal Hooligans.
The moment they saw their master being singled out and mocked, they felt utterly humiliated. In their fury, they all went mad again, desperately arguing with Xu Junyan.
Uzi Is God: "LMAO! Those three stars aren't even yours! If you've got the skill, win three stars yourself! Can this stuff be inherited or something? What a fucking joke!"
Seething Mud Monster: "Just wait. It won't take long—this year, Uzi will get his first championship! When that happens, our RNG jerseys will have a star that belongs to us!"
Let Uzi Win a Championship: "Exactly! This year's championship will definitely be RNG's! No one can stop us. Wake up, this is what a truly meaningful star looks like!"
Rampaging Little Bird: "No, what right do you even have to mock our Uzi? Our Uzi is the world's number one ADC. What the hell are you?"
Xu Junyan promptly @'d Let Uzi Win a Championship's comment and replied: "Right, right, right. When it comes to winning fake championships, we still have to look to you guys. Every year, aiming for the sword; every year, winning in the void. This feeling is just fantastic! Come on, let's enter the void together with Kassadin! That way, maybe our championships in the void will become real championships! Their real championships are the fake ones instead! Hmph!"
Then Xu Junyan @'d Rampaging Little Bird's comment and replied: "World's number one ADC? Who recognizes that? Could you bring out a championship to back it up? Don't tell me it's the All-Star solo competition championship... Of course, if you really want to use that, then fine, you have a point. We'll shout it along with you: World's Number One Solo Competition Champion, fucking awesome! /waves little flag"
"Fuck!" The GSLs instantly glared with wide eyes, their defenses utterly shattered. They trembled with rage from head to toe, cursing Xu Junyan like mad in their hearts, yet helpless in reality.
What made them even more furious and ashamed was that, even on Weibo, they had temporarily lost the confidence to keep confronting Xu Junyan. They were even more afraid of being individually singled out by him.
The best option now was to avoid his edge for the time being. They often fought from disadvantaged positions, but today's disadvantage was simply too overwhelming! If they kept forcing it, they would only end up like fools, freely toyed with and humiliated by Xu Junyan.
"Hahahaha!"
"Silence God did great!"
"Emperor Silence, what a fucking roast! Curse those idiotic Royal Hooligans to death! Fuck their mothers! A bunch of LPL parasites!"
"Keep it up, Silence God! I support you!"
In SKT's training room, Xu Junyan had returned early after finishing the player portrait shoot and was waiting for scrims. As he scrolled through Weibo, he was suddenly caught off guard.
He stared at those laughing comments cheering for Silence God and couldn't help falling into deep thought.
What did this mean?
Silence God... were they talking about him? After all, his ID, Silence, did mean being silent or quiet in English.
He had gone to war with the Royal Hooligans, gone to war with the entire LPL, and somehow unexpectedly gained several diehard fans in the LPL?
Xu Junyan carefully looked through the comments and was shocked to discover that there seemed to be quite a few of these diehard fans!
Tracing things back further, he finally understood what had happened. These diehard fans were originally ordinary LPL viewers who had come to their senses after being indiscriminately attacked by the Royal Hooligans.
"Extremes really do reverse themselves. Interesting. Not all LPL viewers are idiots so easily fooled by you people."
Xu Junyan's lips curled slightly. The focus in his gaze gradually faded as he looked into the void, where brand-new titles had just appeared.
The little Royal Hooligans and Uzi had dropped loot.
Title: Stock God! Description: "After equipping this title, others will call you the Buffett of esports. You will become extremely passionate about stock trading, and if you don't trade stocks every day, your whole body will feel uncomfortable. If you cash out in time, you may have a chance to make money. If you fail to cash out in time, you will lose everything. Friendly reminder: The stock market carries great risks. Approach with caution. Don't start arrogantly flaunting yourself in front of others just because you made a little money too early, or you'll get slapped hard in the face."
The corner of Xu Junyan's mouth twitched slightly. What bad luck. His gaze swiftly shifted to the other one.
Title: World's Number One Solo Competition Champion Description: "After equipping this title, you will be invincible in 1v1 combat. You will gain the passive effect Never Be Solo Killed, as well as one of two randomly triggered effects: under no interference, you will either definitely solo kill your opponent once every four minutes, or always reach 100 CS faster than your opponent. Note that once your CS exceeds 100, this title's effects will automatically expire, because the solo competition is already over once you reach 100 CS. A solo competition is ultimately just a solo competition and cannot be compared with an official match."
Xu Junyan nodded faintly. Though this title lacked endurance and would end after roughly ten minutes, its effects were genuinely quite good.
Paired with My Hands Are Really Shaking, it would create a combined buff that guaranteed he would not die before twelve minutes. Unless his opponents were insane enough to send four or more people top lane to gank him that early—but was that even possible?
Xu Junyan inspected his status bar again and discovered that all the available equipment slots were now full.
From left to right: "Hey~! I Just Won't Ban Galio," Spring Tiger Emperor, Summer Trash, My Hands Are Really Shaking, Don't You Want Your Nationality?, Hidden Peeping! Sharp Eyes
After thinking it over, Xu Junyan temporarily removed Hidden Peeping! Sharp Eyes and equipped World's Number One Solo Competition Champion instead. In tomorrow's match, Faker and Wolf would definitely still control the shotcalling. It had nothing to do with him, so he might as well get a more practical boost to his combat power.
"This time, I really have to thank the little Royal Hooligans for their wholehearted contribution."
Giving him this kind of warmth right before the match—how embarrassing. Xu Junyan couldn't help pursing his lips.
He also happened to picture Uzi at the RNG base, hopping mad with a flushed little red face.
"Pfft~!" He truly couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing!
After taking a moment to settle down and organize his thoughts for the match, Chapter 49 would begin. It was indeed a little late, but we were starting straight with the official match. I didn't pad the word count with scrims, so does that balance things out? There would be another three updates tomorrow.
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