#HPL Summer Grand Finals#
#Congratulations PNG!!#
#PNG are the champions#
HPL Esports League V: Fight for glory, crown your dreams! Congratulations to PNG for defeating Navic 3:2 and claiming the HPL Summer Grand Finals championship!
Esports Express V: Like a meteor chasing the moon, like a phoenix reborn—congratulations to @PNG Esports Club! A new king ascends, unstoppable and invincible!
The moment the result was announced, major domestic and international tournament platforms and livestreams simultaneously descended into frenzy. A flood of bullet comments spammed the screens so heavily that many viewers’ phones and computers began to lag!
“Holy shit, PNG won!!”
“They won?! Seriously? I didn’t dare watch Game 5!!”
“Of course it’s real!! AHHHH—”
In university dormitories across the country, the boys’ dorms would shout “PNG” in excitement, and the girls’ dorms would respond even louder with “INSANE!” Shout “We are—” and it would be followed by “THE CHAMPIONS!”
Fans in the city were no less wild!
At the central intersection of Century Plaza, the largest commercial district in the capital, the electronic screens covering surrounding skyscrapers were all taken over by PNG’s championship posters. No matter which direction passersby looked from, they could clearly see the scrolling words: [Congratulations PNG]
Almost everywhere with internet access was celebrating this championship feast together!
[Champions, CHAMPIONS AHHHH!!!]
[Undefeated champions—wdnmd, PNG, without you how am I supposed to live as a fan of top teams!!]
[3:2!! That was incredible—anyone who didn’t watch this BO5 is going to regret it!]
[ Sob sob I’m that idiot who didn’t dare watch the final game… saw the highlights on Weibo and I regret it soooo much]
[My friend watched it live. Called me when Navic was pushing the base in Game 5—was crying his eyes out, and then (smirk)—]
Online fans couldn’t wait to celebrate, and the fans at the venue were just as out of control. Dry ice fog kept spraying upward along the edge of the stage, and the endless golden confetti rain continued to fall. Some streamers drifted into Sui Ning’s hair before settling onto his shoulders.
“3 to 2—A NEW KING IS BORN!”
From the commentary desk, Chao Mi shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice brimming with passion: “Let us congratulate the fifth-ever holder of the HPL Summer Championship Trophy—!!”
As his voice fell, multiple spotlights suddenly crashed down from the dome above!
Beams of light intertwined and illuminated the center of the stage. The space within the circle was temporarily empty, but every audience member strained their eyes toward the light.
At the same time, a massive screen suspended in midair displayed the projected silhouette of the championship trophy. On both sides of the outline, team logos of all HPL teams appeared in a pyramid formation.
The rhythmic drumbeats of the background track Born for This suddenly intensified. With every strike of the drum, one team logo dimmed, then shattered and disappeared.
Sharp-eyed fans noticed that the order of disappearance followed the rankings of this Summer Split, starting from 48th place and moving upward. Clearly, those teams were not yet strong enough to challenge for the trophy.
As the music progressed, only four team logos remained on the screen, surrounding the trophy—
Navic, HTG, Gen, Tayloo…
These were the HPL teams that had won the Summer Championship over the past six years, with Navic having claimed it twice. But soon, even these logos dimmed. At the very center of the trophy projection, a burst of golden-red flame suddenly erupted!
“PNG——!!!”
“PNG——!!!”
That blaze seemed capable of burning away all setbacks and confusion. With reddened eyes, the fans roared the champion’s name: “PNG——!!!”
The flickering of the golden-red flames almost matched the rhythm of the audience’s heartbeat. Faintly, the cry of a phoenix echoed in the air!
At the same time, the mechanism at the center of the stage slowly rose, and the championship trophy finally revealed itself to its supporters. Its silver body and embedded gems shimmered brilliantly under the lights.
Behind it, the giant screen displayed dazzling special effects— a phoenix circling above the trophy, its fiery tail tracing long streaks of flame that spelled out PNG’s name across the sky!
Then, the phoenix coiled tightly around the base of the trophy, while stylized portraits of the five players filled the entire screen!
“AHHHHH—my baby Wind, my god Wind—!!”
“WAAAH my mid-jungle duo—!!”
“Mye—!! With you in teamfights, PNG is unstoppable!!”
“Erllit, my forever support god, please take care of my boy!!”
“The best five players of this summer—”
“—have lifted the trophy!!”
——
As the fans celebrated wildly, coach Chen Chen hurriedly led the five PNG players across the stage to meet Navic.
Though Navic appeared dejected after the loss, they still graciously offered their congratulations to their opponents.
Sui Ning shook hands with each of them in turn. Jiang Yin still carried a trace of regret between his brows, while Pei Xingyi looked utterly dejected—like a drenched puppy. When shaking hands, he seemed absent-minded; even his “congratulations” sounded forced, his expression listless.
Professional players will always taste defeat, and Sui Ning didn’t really know how to comfort him.
Compared to the dejected young jungler, captain Meng Xiyue was clearly far more composed. He stood straight, like a slender bamboo that no storm could bend, and gracefully reached out to shake Sui Ning’s hand.
With a faint smile at the corner of his lips, Meng Xiyue leaned in slightly and said, “We finally meet. You played beautifully today.”
“I didn’t expect our first meeting would be under circumstances like this either,” Sui Ning replied with a small smile, meeting Meng Xiyue’s gentle gaze before adding, “…you guys played really well too. Very strong.”
At that, the curve of Meng Xiyue’s lips deepened slightly.
Their exchange was brief.
His eyes remained soft, but he said nothing more—only gave Sui Ning a light, fleeting hug before letting go. For a moment, Sui Ning thought he heard a faint sigh by his ear, but he couldn’t tell whether it was just his imagination.
Mutual respect between rivals, admiration between players in the same role—everything that needed to be said seemed to be conveyed in that brief embrace. Before Sui Ning could react, Meng Xiyue gently patted his back, silently reminding him to move on to the next handshake.
Steeling himself, Sui Ning turned as Zou Jiayou had already extended his hand. Beside him, Bian Cheng had returned to his usual quiet self after leaving the stage. Sui Ning had expected a cold reception, but although Bian Cheng’s expression remained indifferent, his left hand at his waist gave Sui Ning a discreet thumbs-up.
After finishing the handshakes, Sui Ning and his teammates quickly left Navic’s player area and headed toward center stage. The fans’ eyes—and the cameras—followed their every move, while applause and cheers thundered on without pause.
Watching them leave, Navic silently began packing up their equipment and walked off the stage via the dim staircase at the side of the player area.
As they stepped down the final stair, all five players instinctively paused. Meng Xiyue was the last to turn back, casting one long look toward the trophy in the distance.
Streamers drifted down beside it, gold and silver reflected together in his eyes.
In that instant, countless emotions seemed to flicker through Meng Xiyue’s gaze—longing, unwillingness, disappointment… The trophy had never moved from its place. It felt as though, with just one more step—just one—he could have reached out and claimed it.
A surging tide of emotion rose within him like a howling storm, like towering waves, igniting an intense desire deep in his heart.
But in the end, all of it was pressed down and buried, returning to silence.
He was simply too good at hiding his feelings.
Meng Xiyue’s expression didn’t change. He quietly closed his eyes for a brief moment, then calmly said to his teammates, “Let’s go.”
The five of them turned and left without another word.
Yet the cameraman didn’t miss that precious moment when they paused to look back at the trophy—everything was faithfully recorded.
——
“Let me once again congratulate the newly crowned HPL champions—PNG!!”
Amid the commentators’ hoarse, impassioned cries, Sui Ning was surrounded by his teammates as the five of them lifted the championship trophy together—an object countless players dream of holding!
The trophy rose above their heads. Looking up at its gleaming silver surface, Sui Ning felt the intersecting beams of spotlights filtering through the drifting dry ice fog, creating an almost dreamlike, unreal sensation.
In the next moment, the deafening cheers from the stands pulled him back to reality.
“Wind—!”
“Wind—!!”
After several hours, most of the glow sticks in the audience had already gone dim. Some larger fan signs still flickered stubbornly, but their light was weak. Compared to the radiant stage, the stands seemed almost dark.
But as PNG lifted the trophy, a breathtaking scene unfolded.
To match the brilliance of the champions on stage, every spectator spontaneously pulled out their phones, turned on their flashlights, and waved them high before their batteries ran out!
PNG!
First the left stands, then the right—until even Navic’s fans, who had not yet left, joined in, cheering for PNG in the same way. Countless points of white light lit up the arena like stars, merging into a flowing, shimmering galaxy!
PNG!
PNG!
Looking at the sea of light below, Sui Ning couldn’t help but free one hand to press against his chest.
To give everything in pursuit of victory, to fight side by side with teammates, to stand on the championship stage while the entire audience chants your name—
This feeling intoxicated him.
In that moment, it was as if he had truly come alive. Hot blood surged through his veins, flooding his body with energy and driving him to climb ever higher peaks.
Soon, HPL officials and the host stepped onto the stage to present medals to the players one by one.
A tall official stopped in front of Sui Ning. He bowed his head slightly as the golden nylon ribbon was placed around his neck. Looking down, he saw the silver medal engraved with the HPL emblem, PNG’s team logo, and the words: “Season 6 HPL Summer Champion — PNG_Wind.”
…So in this parallel world, even the player IDs are engraved on the medals.
Sui Ning thought, turning the medal over in his hands, reluctant to put it down.
Ji Yunyu had also received his own medal. Grinning widely, he stared at the words “PNG_Cloud” on it for a long while, then couldn’t resist tapping his medal against Sui Ning’s, producing a clear clinking sound.
“Hmm—” Ji Yunyu nodded to himself. “Judging by the sound, it’s probably made of silver. High purity!”
Sui Ning raised an eyebrow and retaliated by tapping back a few times. The two of them ended up playfully clinking their medals back and forth like a mini duel.
Lin Zhaoxu tilted his head, watching the mid-jungle duo having the time of their lives, and commented arrogantly: “Two idiotic elementary school kids.”
Then he stuffed the medal into his mouth and bit down on it a few times—his expression instantly twisted in pain.
Cheng Su: “…? You okay?”
“Ptooey ptooey ptooey!! Why is there powder on this?! I’m done for—I’m poisoned!”
Hearing that, Wei Ye immediately stepped over several people to his side, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “What, you’re poisoned? Don’t worry, I’ll give you CPR right away!” As he spoke, he reached out a finger toward Lin Zhaoxu’s nose.
“Damn damn damn, what kind of CPR is that?!” Lin Zhaoxu, his face being pinched, was horrified. “—Help! Someone’s ganking the marksman on stage! Guards, where are my guards?! Support? Support?!”
Cheng Su couldn’t be bothered with him.
The award presenters: …
This is the strongest team in the HPL???
Is our HPL doomed?!
——
After the awards ceremony, it was time to announce the FMVP.
The Finals MVP is selected jointly by commentators, analysts, and coaching staff from each region, choosing the most outstanding player from the winning team. The evaluation considers the player’s overall performance across the entire BO5, and members of the losing team are not eligible.
Receiving a cue from the director, the host strode to the front of the stage and loudly declared, “Next, we announce the FMVP of the Summer Grand Finals! It is—”
Before he could finish, the audience had already erupted:
“—W—I—N—D!”
“Wind!!!”
With a loud bang, fireworks burst again from both sides of the stands. Screens throughout the arena simultaneously displayed Sui Ning’s portrait, ID, and match statistics:
[Finals — PNG_Wind]
KDA: 35 / 6 / 47
KP% (Kill Participation): 74.3%
DMG% (Damage Share): 31.6%
DMG/Gold (Damage Conversion): 164%
GD@END (Gold Lead vs Opponent): +2950
FMVP COUNT: 1
Another wave of astonished gasps swept through the crowd.
Maintaining an average of seven kills per game in the finals, with exceptionally high participation and damage output—without a doubt, he was the star of the match, PNG’s mid-lane carry!
—Sui Ning had completely silenced every doubt with sheer skill.
“There’s no controversy about this FMVP—it’s absolutely well deserved!”
Commentator Qing Ci remarked. “The other four members of PNG also had many standout moments, but looking across all five games, Wind’s performance was the most outstanding and the most consistent! That’s what impresses me the most—he’s not a coin-flip player; he’s both strong and stable!”
Chao Mi added with a smile, “Exactly. A player like him is every coach’s favorite! When the coaching staff came on stage earlier, Coach Chen Chen ran straight to hug Wind first! In the team, Wind is like a stabilizing pillar—he not only provides a safety net but also leads the charge!”
The award presenters returned to the stage to hand Sui Ning his FMVP trophy.
He had barely held it for a moment before several teammates crowded around, touching it here and there like curious kids, leaving him both amused and exasperated.
But it wasn’t really their fault—PNG had never even made the playoffs before, let alone won a championship. They’d only ever seen the trophy on TV, much less an FMVP trophy.
Seeing this, Chao Mi couldn’t help but sigh with emotion. “This summer, PNG has given us too many miracles! From mid-tier in the league to first place in standings, from their first playoff appearance to becoming the first team in history to win the championship undefeated! Whether as a commentator or a viewer, I have to say—this summer’s HPL was made spectacular by PNG!!”
PNG!!
PNG!!
“But I also believe their legendary journey is far from over—the HPL championship is not their final destination—!”
As Chao Mi’s tone shifted, the audience instantly caught the implication!
“AHHHHH—!!”
“PNG, go go go!!”
Amid the thunderous cheers, Chao Mi grabbed a sheet of paper from the desk and held it up to the camera. “I believe every War of Glory player watching already knows what I’m about to say!”
“—According to HPL league rules, the Summer Champion will become the No.1 seed from the China region and head to Paris, France, to represent the region in the Season 6 Global Finals of Glory Battle!”
He flipped the paper around. On it was written just one line: October 17 — Paris, France!
[AHHHHH S6!!!]
[S6! S6! S6!!]
[His Majesty PNG is about to arrive in its loyal Paris!!]
[How much is a flight from the capital to Paris?!]
After a brief pause, Chao Mi continued, “At the same time, Navic—who leads the seasonal points standings with 100 points, earned from 60 in Spring and 40 in Summer—will also represent the region as the No.2 seed!”
“AHHHHH—!!”
“PNG, charge!! Navic, don’t be discouraged—go all out at Worlds too!!”
“Waaah my scrappy little team, my dear Feng-bao—you’re going to Worlds!!”
“Holy shit, first seed!! You actually did it!”
The cheers in the arena refused to die down. The fans tonight were utterly unrestrained—normally protective of their voices, they now shouted without a care.
Chao Mi spoke quickly, but his voice remained clear and ringing.
Finally, he concluded: “Summoners, thank you for watching the Season 6 Summer Grand Finals. Today’s matches have come to a perfect close, and the HPL Summer Split journey ends here! In the coming week, we will hold the regional qualifier based on season points to determine the third and fourth seeds representing China!”
“See you at Worlds!”
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