"Are they both pretty good?"

After listening to Zhang Mengyu's words, the surrounding team members all showed surprised expressions.

Although the audience base of Street Fighter is far from reaching the level of global hit games such as League of Legends, in terms of difficulty of operation, it is actually not lower than those games at all.

A Street Fighter master can even defeat an ordinary player's three characters with just one character without losing any health points, and Luo Ling and Wei Weihai have almost reached this level.

They are well-known in the entire Street Fighter game world. In the finals of the last National Street Fighter Internet Cafe Competition, Luo Ling's final operation was even sought after by many foreign players in terms of detail and difficulty. Even if It's not too much to be crowned a god in one battle.

Because of this game, Luo Ling suddenly gained support from a large number of fans at home and abroad. Even the Street Fighter world champion spoke highly of him.

In the eyes of other team members, although the two of them are a bit arrogant and domineering in the team, they absolutely recognize their strength. If both of them have to be described as "dishes", then who are they?

Although Zhang Menglong is their boss, every e-sports player has his own dignity. Zhang Menglong can say that they are not motivated and motivated at work, but they will never tolerate insulting their level!

"I heard that both of you offered a price of 2 million a year?" Zhang Menglong continued to ask.

The two snorted coldly and expressed their acquiescence. In fact, at this price, some of them were very open-minded. Among the professional players of Street Fighter, even the top foreign players, in addition to the competition bonus, the basic salary is 200,000. Just US dollars.

"But in my eyes, even if I give you 200,000 Huaxia coins for a year, I think it's too high!"

"What?" The two of them stared wide-eyed. Although their previous team was not as formal and large-scale as Wang Ling's club, the basic salary of 200,000 Chinese coins was definitely an insult to top players like them!

"What? Not convinced?" Zhang Menglong smiled, "But your technology is only worth the price!"

"Mr. Zhang!" Luo Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Luo Ling, what are you doing?" The coach immediately grabbed Luo Ling, but Luo Ling waved his hand and refused to accept the coach's blame at all.

"It's okay, let him say what you want to say." Zhang Mengyu said with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, since you said that our skills are inferior, then your skills must have reached the pinnacle." Luo Ling deliberately emphasized the word "peak", "Why don't we have a competition? Would you like to open my eyes as a novice like me?"

Wang Ling's face suddenly changed. He had known Zhang Menglong for so long. When the two of them hung out together, their most popular activity was playing games. But Zhang Menglong was simply a gaming black hole. Every time he watched the game, he would play games. Commenting is like being a world champion, but when it comes to actually starting to fight, it's just like picking on the food.

Especially for this kind of fighting game, Zhang Menglong has interpreted the word "rookie" to the extreme. When he and Wang Ling were singled out, he was almost always beaten one-on-three or two-on-three by Wang Ling, and so far he has not won. Once.

Even every time Zhang Mengyu loses, he always blames his keyboard or controller. But Wang Ling knows very well, which of Zhang Mengyu's gaming equipment is worth less than 100,000? The computer is a supercomputer as the host, and the display screen is

It's military-strategic level of clarity, even the mouse is encrusted with diamonds.

There is only one sentence to describe Zhang Mengyu's gaming skills - food is the original sin.

In the e-sports circle, the APM value of different games is different. For example, games such as World of Warcraft have a lot of value because they often operate the same button repeatedly. Even an APM of 300 is actually very valuable.

But for fighting games, APM is real and there is no moisture. According to Wang Ling's information, Luo Ling's APM exceeds 321. According to official data, the current world champion's APM is about 347. This APM value

It can be said to be quite terrifying.

Now Luo Ling, the Chinese champion, is going to have a fight with Zhang Menglong. Wang Ling believes that Zhang Menglong is already very good if he tries his best to knock out half of Luo Ling's blood line. It is even possible that he won't be able to do it with one effective attack.

!

If Zhang Menglong agrees, he will definitely be humiliated and defeated, but if he refuses, Zhang Menglong, the boss, will have no prestige at all in the future. Regardless of whether Zhang Menglong accepts the challenge or not, it will not be a good thing for him.

Of course, Zhang Mengyu could fire them for the sake of face, but such masters are not easy to find, and they will definitely lose a general!

"Of course!" To everyone's surprise, Zhang Menglong agreed immediately, "But I have a condition!"

"What conditions?" Luo Ling asked.

"If you win, I will increase your salary to 5 million a year. I don't care how you dominate this team from now on!"

"Okay!" Luo Ling agreed directly without thinking. In his concept, he never thought that he would lose. After all, there is no correlation between money and technology.

"What if you lose?" Zhang Mengyu asked.

"If I lose, I'll let you do whatever you want!"

"That's not necessary," Zhang Mengyu said with a smile, "If you lose, how about you work for me for free for three years, and you are not allowed to insult your teammates in the future?"

"Okay! It's a deal!" Luo Ling said impatiently, as if the salary of 5 million a year was already within reach.

"Come on." Zhang Mengyu picked up the handle,

The rules are very simple, each person chooses three characters, and if all three characters on one side are defeated, the battle is considered defeated.

Both sides chose the exact same characters, Long, Ken, and Chun Li, but the order of battle was slightly different. Zhang Mengyu's battle order was Ken, Chun Li, and Long, while Luo Ling's order was Chun Li, Long, and Ken.

"Luo Ling is planning not to save any face for the boss!" When people around him saw that Luo Ling chose Chunli first, they suddenly screamed in their hearts, because this is the one where Luo Ling has the highest operational proficiency.

The character is also his famous character. He once hit a maximum of 41 consecutive hits in a game, directly defeating a professional player's character with full health.

"round1 ready fight!"

Luo Ling's hands were so fast that it was unimaginable, and he launched a violent storm of attacks on Zhang Mengwu in an instant. Zhang Mengwu, like a complete novice, was directly hit by Luo Ling's Chunli in a set of 35 combos.

"Fuck! I'm so shameless!" Wang Ling directly covered his eyes, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face, "Isn't it a matter of saving face and suffering in a one-on-one challenge with the national champion?"

The other team members also showed pity towards Zhang Mengyu. In this team, no one except Wei Weihai could force Luo Ling's third character to appear.

According to this trend, Zhang Mengyu may not be able to deal even a little damage.

"round2 ready fight!"

"Pa bang bang..."

Another set of 37 consecutive moves, Zhang Mengyu was killed instantly again!

"Luo Ling, give the boss some face!" Wei Weihai said loudly on purpose.

Sure enough, in the third move, with a set of skillful combos, Zhang Mengyu was left with only the last trace of blood. As long as he was hit again, the mandatory damage would take away the last little bit of blood, and he would not be able to survive.

This declared that Zhang Mengyu was completely defeated in this contest!

When everyone focused their attention on Zhang Menglong's face, wanting to see his expression, Zhang Menglong actually showed a weird smile.

"Yeah! That's almost it!" Zhang Menglong said, "Now I'll tell you how good your skills are!"

"Hmph! You're so tough!" Luo Ling muttered in his heart, and started working quickly with his hands.

"it's over!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, 5 million annual salary, you can get it so easily, I'm envious!"

"Wait! Mr. Zhang blocked it!"

"What? Blocked and forced blood loss? Is this Blocking?"

What they call blocking is a brand-new defense system. The moment before the opponent's move hits you, the player can completely block the attack by pushing the joystick → or ↓ without losing health!

However, this operation requires extremely high reaction speed and operation speed of the player.

"It's just once, it must be luck, right?"

"It must be luck. Even a novice can occasionally block like this!"

But in the next scene, everyone's eyes widened.

Zhang Mengyu's expression was calm, and the operations on his hands were full of rhythm. Luo Ling's next 13 attacks were all perfectly blocked by Zhang Mengwu using blocking!"

Luo Ling's expression suddenly solidified.

"This...this is impossible!"
Chapter completed!