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"Mr. Zhang, you must be joking. How could I possibly be your opponent?" Wei Weihai backed down immediately.

Luo Ling and his skill level were very close, and even Luo Ling had been beaten badly. If he stepped up, his fate would probably be about the same, so why should he go up there and humiliate himself?

"So, are you willing to accept the defeat?" Zhang Menglong asked, possessing Ye Qiu's true skills. Although Zhang Menglong's APM couldn't reach Ye Qiu's terrifying levels, achieving seven to eight hundred was not a problem at all.

Especially after practicing Three Elements Unite, Zhang Menglong's reaction speed, visual acuity, and more had greatly improved. Even within 0.1 seconds, he could make several efficient actions, of course, provided the equipment could support Zhang Menglong's high-frequency operations.

"I admit defeat!" Although Luo Ling was somewhat proud, for Esports players, skill is the hard truth. Zhang Menglong defeating him with just a sliver of health left showed that their skills were not on the same level at all.

Especially that spectacular blocking skill. Back then, Daigo Umehara's 15 blocks were called operations impossible for humans, and Zhang Menglong actually blocked three times his attacks. How much more difficult was that?

Even the world champion would likely be far from Zhang Menglong's match!

Such a boss was worthy of his respect!

"Starting today, I will work for you for free for three years, and I assure you, insulting teammates will never happen again!" Luo Ling said earnestly.

In the previous competition, Luo Ling had indeed shown significant improvement, and he was only nineteen years old. Even three years later, at just twenty-two, being income-less for three years wasn't particularly hard for a top player like him.

What he hoped more was to learn the skills and techniques from Zhang Menglong if he stayed here. Even if it cost a million annual salary, he would be willing to consider it a tuition fee.

"What about you?" Zhang Menglong looked at Wei Weihai.

"The same for me," Wei Weihai said with a wry smile.

"Good, as long as your attitude is right," Zhang Menglong nodded with satisfaction, "I'm not a vampire. I was just teaching you a lesson. There's always someone better, don't think you can just insult your teammates because you think you are strong. You should know, there's always someone better than you, unless you are Zhang Menglong!"

"Damn! So Versaille!" Wang Ling cursed, "Where on earth did you get such terrifying operations? Last time at your home playing Street Fighter, you were hammered flat like a winter melon. Where did the real Zhang Menglong go?"

"I was just being low-key!" Zhang Menglong said, "I fear if I am too amazing, I'll have no friends later."

"Mr. Zhang, I have a question I want to ask you. Why at the beginning, you didn't make any effective moves until the last sliver of health before you started to counterattack? If my last combo did a little more damage, maybe even that sliver of health wouldn't have remained."

"I... I was just observing the characteristics of this game version," Zhang Menglong said, "I hadn't played this version before and wasn't so familiar with character control and the like, so I needed some time to get used to the operations."

"You... You are playing this version for the first time?" Luo Ling's pupils dilated significantly.

It is known that even in the same game, each different version has some differences in various details. Any differences, such as the frame rate of each animation, the reaction time of each skill, etc., can affect operations.

Even professional players need quite some time to adapt to each game version update. Even for these 2D fighting games, they usually require a few days to a few weeks of adaptation period.

But Zhang Menglong had completed this process in just a few minutes, which was truly inhuman!

"I hadn't touched this version before, so it took a little time," Zhang Menglong nodded.

"Damn!"

"This is Ye Qiu alive!"

"I give up!"

"This level could easily thrash the world champion!"

"Mr. Zhang, why don't you just become our coach!"

"Yeah, if you coach us, we'd definitely win the championship at the Esports Olympics this time and thrash those European and American losers!"

"Cut it out, competing and coaching are totally different things!" Wang Ling said.

"Well, that's not necessarily true," Zhang Menglong had learned not just personal techniques and awareness from Ye Qiu, but also training methods and other related skills.

In Zhang Menglong's mind, there were many training methods. Although it was impossible to become as awesome as him, it was no problem to improve the team by one level if they stuck with it for a while.

"How about this, starting today, I'll also serve as the head coach of our club!" Zhang Menglong's statement shocked everyone, freezing the atmosphere in the entire training room. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

True, Zhang Menglong was indeed the boss, but "to each his own craft" applies here; Zhang Menglong's Street Fighter skills were indeed terrifying. Even as a coach, he was qualified.

But the club's Esports teams weren't limited to just one; each game had 1 to 3 coaches who each had profound insights into their respective domains. How could they wholeheartedly accept Zhang Menglong's leadership?

"What's the matter? You guys have issues?" Zhang Menglong looked at everyone's expressions and became a bit displeased.

"Old Zhang, what the heck are you doing!" Wang Ling said bluntly, "If you want to coach the Street Fighter team, I have no objections, but for the other games, are you up to it?"

"This Esports Olympics, since we've organized it, we must win every event. Starting today, I will serve as the main coach of the club, and I will decide the training plans for all events!"

"Old Zhang, doing this, what about the other coaches? It's not likely that they will accept your authority."

"No problem, call everyone over. Today, I'll really show you what I can do!"

Saying this, Zhang Menglong pushed the door and walked out of the Street Fighter training room.

"Let's go, let's go! Time to watch the show!" The members of the Street Fighter team quickly followed, feeling that something exciting was definitely going to happen today.

"Which team is this?"

"It's the PUBG team, there are eight members. They seem to have an international exchange match today; it probably hasn't ended yet?"

"Oh? Let's have a look!" Zhang Menglong led the way inside.

PUBG is a shooting strategy game where 100 players are dropped onto a map, teams of four, and can scavenge for various equipment and weapons. The map also contains safe zones and toxic zones. The safe zone shrinks gradually, forcing all players into a small area for a final showdown, and the last surviving team wins.

"Damn it! This is such bad luck, these damn dogs have teamed up to corner our Huaxia team!"

"If it were a one-on-one, I could take on their entire team by myself!"

Without needing the team members to explain, Zhang Menglong understood the situation. Even though forming alliances wasn't part of the game, this behavior was unrestricted. As long as an agreement is made, teams can gang up on another team.

Clearly, their team was being targeted by players from other nations.

Now the entire team was down to one struggling member; the enemy's encirclement was closing in. With three full teams, twelve players in total, it was only a matter of time before he would be killed and eliminated.

"Let me take over!" Zhang Menglong lightly patted the player's shoulder.

The player glanced at Wang Ling, who nodded. Since things had already reached this point, they might as well let Zhang Menglong give it a try.

"E12-person encirclement, let's see how you escape!" Wang Ling said with interest.

"Escape? Why would I want to escape?" Zhang Menglong picked up the mouse, "It's me who's surrounding those 12, not the other way around!"