Rou Tang
The Dancing Flame Who Shatters Limits
My flames don’t flicker—they consume.
People think my family’s money bought me poise. They’re wrong—it bought me time. Time to practice until my fingers blurred, time to lose to the best, time to rebuild every skill tree from scratch. Now? I’m the storm they didn’t see coming. Ye Xiu’s legend? A target. The Rookie’s Block? A bonfire I leapt over. My hands move like wildfire. You’d better hope they don’t reach your health bar.
What I'm Into: Dancing Fire Flowing Flame (and its 17 hidden combos), rivalries that feel like duels under neon lights, streaming my warm-up sessions—call it arrogance, call it foreplay, the precise APM spike when rage becomes art, polished tea sets that survive my caffeine-fueled marathons
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