He'd reached 400 points in Master. He hit refresh and, sure enough, he was already King.
After much hustle and bustle, he finally caught up. He could submit his order today.
Four friend requests popped up on the game screen simultaneously. Xia Xin didn't even bother to look at them, simply quitting the game.
Looking at the Vayne image on his computer desktop background, he felt a sense of relief and whispered, "Thank you."
He liked Vayne because she was a hero who could work miracles.
She had the highest passive skill in League of Legends, true percentage damage. Even in the most unfavorable situations, she could still work miracles. With her powerful pursuit ability, once she set her sights on someone, there was practically no escape.
He didn't take what the others had just said seriously.
Games are about skill, not words. All he had to do was play well and shut them up.
The four friend requests that had just popped up were proof of their recognition and approval.
Xia Xin smiled with relief. "Since I dared to enter the game, I'm naturally prepared to go one against five."
Is this a team match?
Perhaps.
What do you do when the team is unreliable?
Then rely on yourself.
I'll carry.
Give me ten seconds to deal damage, and I'll give you a whole new world.
Even if no one defends him, even if the opponent targets him, even if he's reviled, he remains steadfast in his pursuit of victory, determined to avoid heartbreak, to honor his favorite hero, and to honor Vayne's arrow.
He didn't want to bring shame to the arrow in the hand of his beloved Vayne.
Xia Xin stood up and glanced behind him at his sister, who was soundly asleep in bed. A knowing smile crossed his face.
Outside the balcony, a bright moon hung high.
Opening the French window, he stepped onto the balcony, stretched comfortably, and took a deep breath. The slightly cool evening breeze lifted his spirits. After glancing at the bright moonlight, his eyes were immediately drawn to a graceful figure on the adjacent balcony to his left.
A graceful figure leaned forward against the balcony railing, a delicate white hand resting on her chin. A white lace suspender nightgown outlined her beautiful figure in a soft curve, casting a graceful shadow on the ground.
Silver moonlight shone on her delicate, snow-white face. Her bright eyes shone as she quietly gazed at the full moon. The cool night breeze blew the playful hair on her cheeks, tickling them. Her small, red lips formed an alluring curve, a truly beautiful sight.
Xia Xin felt his heartbeat suddenly accelerate, his face flushing. He simply thought she was truly beautiful. Every time he saw her, he felt she had become even more beautiful than before, a feeling that stirred in him.
Especially since the air was filled with the delightful scent of shower gel and shampoo, perhaps mingled with a hint of the girl's beautiful body fragrance, it piqued the boy's curiosity and he couldn't help but breathe in a few more times...
She was the landlord's daughter, attending the same school as Xia Xin, but not in the same class.
She must have been the center of attention at school...
Xia Xin suspected she was just as worried about the college entrance exam as he was.
After staring for an undetermined amount of time, a gust of night wind blew past her round, pearly shoulders, and the thin sash of her dress slid off her arm.
The girl reached out in surprise, brushing it back off her shoulder. Just as she was about to pull it back up, she noticed something strange.
She turned and met Xia Xin's gaze.
They exchanged glances, both stunned.
An awkward silence lingered.
Three seconds later, the girl clutched her chest with her right hand and took several steps back. Her pretty face flushed crimson as she glared at Xia Xin with shame and anger, demanding, "Did you see it?"
"No," Xia Xin quickly shook his head.
The girl's voice grew even more displeased, her pretty eyebrows raised as she demanded, almost word for word, "Did you see it?"
Xia Xin panicked at her menacing stance, blushing slightly as he said, "Just... just a little bit. White, as white as your face, indistinguishable."
Because the girl wasn't wearing any underwear.
"Go to hell."
Xia Xin had barely finished speaking when he heard a crackling sound and a pile of clothes racks flew towards him. Terrified, he quickly shielded his face with his hands.
Hangers, washbasins, laundry detergent...
This "dart-throwing" continued for a while. Just when Xia Xin thought it was over, he looked up and saw a red bucket flying towards him, clanking over his head.
Then, accompanied by a cry of mixed shame and anger, "Die! Die 100 times to atone for your sins," the sound of a French window slamming shut echoed.
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night. That stunning moment just now lingered in Xia Xin's mind, lingering uncontrollably. It felt as if something had taken root and sprouted within him, slowly growing.
And soon, the online debate was in full swing.
He was famous. No, to be more precise, the account he'd boosted last night, "A Glance, a Million Years," had become famous.
In fact, the Sona who had supported him last night was a commentator, a somewhat popular one at that, Xiao Ai.
She made a video of the most exciting five minutes of that match and uploaded it online.
"What is a 1v5? This is a true 1v5. A god-level 5 kills, and 0 assists from teammates."
From the verbal abuse from his teammates to Vayne's godlike escape, counter-kills, and the final 5 kills.
Everyone who watched it was worried for Vayne. With five people chasing him, even one more skill would have killed him, any one skill.
He truly walked through a sea of flowers, untouched by a single skill.
The video went from 100,000 views in one hour to 2 million in eight hours, instantly climbing the charts.
Comments were filled with praise for Vayne's feat. How did he do it?
At his lowest point, his health was in the single digits, at 9 drops.
"That's cheating!"
"That's outrageous! A Champion player is being treated like a Bronze player, and the opponent is being made into an idiot."
"Mom, come look at the aliens."
"Is this the same game I'm playing?"
"Didn't anyone notice what those three teammates were saying? Hilarious! Zed called him a Silver Dog, so that piece of shit wouldn't be even as good as a Bronze player."
"That's right, Warwick blamed the AD for the game, saying they'd have won if it weren't for him. Hilarious! He has the nerve to say that. In the end, he still had to cling to Vayne. He had no business being a piece of shit like him."
"I'm Vayne: Don't ask me why I'm so cool. From the moment I entered the game, I was ready for a 1v5."
"Tsk, not that great. If the opponent wasn't chasing him, he'd use his flash, He'd already used his E to get going, and he'd be dead by now, what a loser!
"Reply, troll! You're dead, and all you know is bragging! You were able to dodge Gragas' E while attacking someone, and roll away the instant you got a yellow card, dodging Twisted Fate's Q. I'm eating keyboards on my livestream."
Those blind players like Zed and Olaf were already being made laughingstocks. They were even mocked for entering the game, "Masters of Kings, how do you have time to play with us Silvers?"
"I don't believe you're at that Silver level. In Masters' eyes, I'm only Bronze."
"Ah, then I'm only Bronze, Master. This game depends on you."
Soon, Xiao Ai couldn't withstand the pressure from netizens and was asked to release the entire game to explain why the AD's early game stats were so dismal.
After watching, everyone understood. Xiao Ai made three mistakes in the bottom lane. It was a sure win, a 2v2 game. If he had hit any of his ultimates, it would have been a double kill for Vayne. Yet, he missed all three of them.
In teamfights, there was no one to protect Vayne. The opponent was so dominant, even Titan had already built a gat. Once the gat was activated, a herd of animals rushed in, groping the beautiful Vayne. Vayne dodged several attacks but still died. As for Sona, she used her ultimate instead of protecting anyone, only for damage.
Xiao Ai begs for mercy: Please be gentle. I know I made a few mistakes that cost Vayne his life and got him scolded by his teammates. I'm taking the blame. I'm honest and I apologize. I think everyone should forgive me this time. I admit my bad form. But if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have seen such a spectacular pentakill, right?
With this level of difficulty and excitement, it's worthy of being the best pentakill of the year!
After seeing such extreme play, someone in that game even called someone else and asked, "Were you playing just now? On your smurf?"
"What? I was showering. What's wrong?"
"...Uh, it's okay. Keep going."