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"Old Zhang, that was so satisfying!" Wang Ling exclaimed with excitement, "When I saw their top laner talking trash, I really wanted to rush to their base and beat them up. What world's number one top laner? In front of you, they're just the top laner who's easiest to kill in the world!"

"Coach, how on earth do you pull off those moves with your feet? It's amazing; we can't even do it with our hands!"

"Coach, are you still holding back on us?"

Winning that match had greatly boosted the team's morale. With Zhang Menglong joining, it wasn't just about fixing a best-of-five from two losses; the other team couldn't win a single game!

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"Alright, if you guys can win this year's S11 by your own strength against SK2, I'll teach you everything!" Although Zhang Menglong only had ten student slots in the Super God Academy at the moment, it didn't mean there wouldn't be more in the future.

According to his estimate, once the ten student slots for this session were filled, more teacher and student slots would likely be unlocked. It seemed he needed to start looking for students soon.

The second match was about to start, and all the players were eagerly looking forward to Zhang Menglong's next performance.

"Members of Team LSP, please hold on a moment!" Right before they were about to go on stage, they were stopped by the staff of the Olympic Committee.

Although Zhang Menglong and his team were the hosts, the esports Olympics were still managed by the Olympic Committee, which had dispatched a special team to handle various affairs arising during this esports Olympic event.

"May I ask what Mr. Fox wants?" Wang Ling asked as the team leader.

"Mr. Wang, the thing is, SK2 has lodged a serious protest against your top laner playing the game with his feet. They believe it is a highly disrespectful action. So please, for the next match, could Mr. Zhang Menglong, your top laner, stop using such behavior?"

Wang Ling immediately felt indignant. When the SK2 team engaged in verbal insults on social platforms, there was no sign of the Olympic Committee stepping in; so why were they jumping out now when Team LSP was fighting back?

"Mr. Fox, I believe you must have received numerous messages about SK2's inappropriate comments on social platforms. Aren't you going to take any action against that? They said that one could win with feet, so we're just respecting their opinion and cooperating with them," Wang Ling said assertively but calmly.

"Mr. Wang, verbal skirmishes before a match are common in any sport, and I think that's in line with the Olympic spirit of competition. However, on the field of play, such things should not be brought up," replied Fox.

"If Mr. Zhang continues to play with his feet in the next match, we will consider disqualifying Team LSP from any further competition."

"Damn it! So you're ganging up on us, huh?"

"Why the hell should we just sit back and take their insults while being disqualified for fighting back?"

"You've been bribed, haven't you?"

All the players were instantly filled with righteous anger. The actions of the Olympic Committee were clearly targeting their Huaxia's LSP team!

"It seems these people are really unhappy with us winning so many championships!" Zhang Menglong was slightly taken aback, but not surprised.

The LSP team's prominence was too great; so far, in all the concluded events, Team LSP had won all the gold medals, an outcome that was extremely embarrassing for the clubs from other countries.

How could people from other countries be happy if Huaxia monopolized all the gold medals at the Olympics? The same was true for the esports domain! Besides, Fox was European, and with the European teams performing poorly, it was not surprising they wanted to come together to suppress the Huaxia team.

"No worries. If I can't use my feet, I won't use them," Zhang Menglong said with a smile. "But aren't they afraid of losing even more miserably?"

"Even if they lose, the SK2 team still wants to witness your true strength. Only by defeating the opponent with your full strength can you truly respect your opponent, right?" Fox said, taking the moral high ground.

In fact, after this match, the SK2 team from Qingqiu Country knew very well that they had no chance of defeating Team LSP today. With the opponent operating with his feet, the five of them couldn't take him down, and instead, four were killed; could such moves be made by humans?

If they were beaten by feet three games in a row, they would probably become the laughing stock of other teams.

"Didn't you say you could win with your feet? So how come you got reverse-swept with them?"

But if Zhang Menglong is playing normally, at worst they would only be bested in skill, and wouldn't have to suffer humiliation.

The reason they lost four players in a five-against-one was partly due to Zhang Menglong's operation, but his equipment lead was also a significant factor. If they had targeted Zhang Menglong frantically from the start, perhaps they would have stood a fighting chance and might even have won the match to redeem themselves!

But no matter what, they absolutely couldn't let Zhang Menglong continue to be so arrogant!

So Qingqiu Country submitted an application to the Olympic Committee, requesting to ban Zhang Menglong's behavior, and Fox, who naturally didn't want the Huaxia team to win ten championships in a row, was only too willing to comply with such a request.

"Fine, then I won't use my feet in the next match."

"It's not just that you can't use your feet!" This Fox clearly knew Zhang Menglong's tricky ideas very well. He could play games with his feet, not to mention with his tongue or his butt; there was nothing he couldn't do, "You can only use your hands to play the game."

"Alright, hands it is then!"

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Amongst the cheering, players from both teams once again stepped onto the stage, but now the SK2 team clearly lacked their initial arrogance and instead wore solemn expressions as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Coach, are you really going to use hands?" The team members had all witnessed Zhang Menglong's terrifying gameplay; if he used his hands, he could even finish a match all by himself!

"What can I do when the Olympic committee has spoken?" Zhang Menglong spread his hands.

"Damn, they're not even worthy of our coach playing the game with hands against them!"

"Exactly, even playing with his feet was already giving them too much credit!"

"And that Fox, he's clearly in cahoots with them!"

The team members were each indignant. They were all young and full of spunk, it didn't matter if they were insulted, but they had to return the insult with interest.

What's this about a temporary setback bringing calm waters, or taking a step back to open up the skies? This is about a temporary setback causing a brain hemorrhage, taking a step back leading to infertility!

"I just agreed to play with my hands, but I never said how many hands I'd use!"

The team members were stunned, then they once again displayed the evil grins of the whole crew.

Who was Zhang Menglong? A millennia-old hermaphrodite, Huaxia's craftiest, the Theological Academy's Hong Shixian of Esports, how could he let himself be at a disadvantage? Zhang Menglong had more tricks up his sleeve than the paths they had walked in their entire lives!

In this match, Zhang Menglong's chosen hero was the Time Assassin Ekko, a jungler type assassin.

"He can play other roles too?"

"Zhang Menglong, forever a god!"

"I've got the script ready, General Zhang alone will cut through all three lanes, killing wherever he goes!"

"Hmm? General Zhang isn't using his feet this match?"

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"Okay, we can see that the match has already started!" the three commentators got into the zone.

"SK2's jungler Zhang Menglong has entered the enemy's jungle. Is he really invading alone at level one?"

"Wait, let's take a close look at the camera work from the director. In Zhang Menglong's left hand is a cup of milk tea, what does this mean? Is he planning to have afternoon tea during the match?"

"The enemy's bottom lane and jungler are both heading his way! He's not planning to retreat!"

"Oh! My God, it's unbelievable, he's charging in!"

"He dodged the crucial control skill! His ability casting is so precise, directly hitting all three opponents!"

"He's going in again, took out the enemy support, oh my God, he's really like a computer, his movement and operation are terrifying."

"Thanks to the director for this close-up, we can see Zhang Menglong's expression is very relaxed, he just took another sip of his milk tea!"

"No way! His left hand hasn't let go of that cup of milk tea from the beginning! He was playing one-handed just now!"

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