Honor of Kings: Leading XYG to the Championship

Honor of Kings: Joining XYG from the Start and Winning the KPL Championship

Ye Chen was reborn in a parallel version of China and obtained the Honor of Kings System! Completing System missions earned him rewards. He joined the Daxian XYG team and led them to the KPL championship!

Though burned by fire, I rise again, reborn from the ashes. May you chase your dreams for thirty thousand miles; may your sword hold back a million foes. May your bow be drawn like the full moon, your arrows aimed at the wolf in the northwest. Time may turn, but the dynasty endures. You fought for me for one day, and in my heart, you will forever be king.

Three or five years mean nothing; what does victory or defeat matter? You hold up the sky as a jade pillar, while I span the vast sea as a golden beam. What is there to fear? Just watch the hibernating dragon rise through the clouds, then ride the wind for a hundred thousand miles.

Three years to hone one sword. May I see you draw your bow, scale mountains, and split great rivers. Rein in your horse and level your golden spear; crack your whip and sing the Qin opera. Say no more, just watch that dashing young man. Span the four seas, command the eight corners of the world. With sky and sea wide open, let the fish leap and race the phoenix in pursuit of the wind and sun.

Cross the northern seas, tread the southern frontier; the young rider gallops to every corner of the land. Who are you? Where are you going? The sky is ten thousand feet high, like a tower to climb. Worry not, fear not, never turn back. When the silver dragon rises once more, it will roar at the heavens. Three years of battle, the pure-hearted AG crowned king.

The sky splits and the earth cracks as the dragon sweeps its tail; mountains crumble and tsunamis roar as the phoenix lifts its head. The dynasty endures through every rise and fall; the hibernating dragon rides the wind for a hundred thousand miles. The crown of old, I bear it worthily. Where is the sword I once raised? Seven thousand white-robed warriors storm the enemy’s stronghold; with the lives of three armies in my hands, I take command.