Chen Heng transmigrated to a world where a national-fortune-themed Golden Spatula game had descended.
Each country sent contestants to compete in the Divine Arena.
The winners’ nations would prosper for ages, while the losers’ nations would decline under a shroud of divine punishment.
For some inexplicable reason, Chen Heng became a contestant. By then, the Dragon Kingdom had already finished eighth five times in a row.
While everyone else was fretting over new team compositions,
he looked at the familiar Set 9 Runeterra and said he could play it with his eyes closed.
Everyone picked Twisted Fate for their Legend power? He went with Urf instead.
He used the Tome of Traits and got an Ionia emblem.
The crowd mocked him: “Hahaha, he actually picked Urf, the one with the lowest win rate. We in the Sakura Kingdom already told you the best pick for this patch is the power of Twisted Fate.”
“He even picked an Ionia emblem? Ionia is the weakest, squishiest comp. The Dragon Kingdom is doomed.”
Faced with all the taunts, Chen Heng looked utterly bewildered. “I thought this was a showdown between experts. Who knew I was so far ahead of the meta?”
Chen Heng then rolled a five-cost Bel’Veth and equipped her with the Ionia emblem.
The viewers were stunned.
“Is Ionia Bel’Veth really that strong?”
The new Set 13 arrived.
Powder’s exclusive upgrade: You said a skill that attacks your own teammates too was too clunky?
“What the heck? How did Powder clear the whole screen with one skill?”
The high-dimensional family treasure from an 800-stack Chem-Baron: You said it was useless?
“Is that a portal? Why is the whole screen full of three-star five-cost units?”
Chen Heng: “You said I’d definitely lose to the other side’s 800-stack Chem-Baron cashout and high-dimensional family treasure?”
Chen Heng let out a cold laugh, then…
