164 Fighting Spirit and Special Training
Zhao Yao curled his lips and said, "You are a vegetarian now, but it doesn't mean you are a vegetarian forever. Who is the master of the present? Who was not a vegetarian before?"
Seeing Matcha's decadent look unresponsive, Zhao Yao walked to the kitchen and started feeding, hoping to make him happier by eating.
The moment they started feeding, Elizabeth, Yuanyuan, coal balls, and mangoes immediately turned into four lightning bolts and rushed over, and began to eat them in a rush.
Even Yuanyuan, who originally disliked eating the most, is now eating happily under the influence of illusion and looks happy.
Rice cake, who was sleeping properly, suddenly opened its eyes, got up and stretched, and ran towards its own food.
But Zhao Yao looked at the sofa in the distance, but Matcha was still lying on the sofa, like a rotten piece of wood.
"I actually don't even eat my favorite cat rice."
Zhao Yao looked at the matcha in front of him helplessly and asked tentatively: "Matcha, it's time to eat."
Matcha stared at the ceiling with his eyes empty, and sighed: "A useless meow like me is like a little wild monster in the wild area. Even if he dies, no one will care about it. What else can he eat?"
Zhao Yao pulled the corner of his mouth and continued, "Then you can't give up completely. If you give up, you will lose. If you don't give up, you will have a chance to win."
"Win?" Matcha looked at Zhao Yao: "Does a genius like me have a chance to beat a great man like the fat man?"
"Of course." Zhao Yao insisted on: "If you want, I can personally guide and train you to become the strongest king, and from then on, pretend to be slapped in the face, bring your sisters to your point, and be admired by everyone."
"Is it really possible?" Matcha looked at Zhao Yao with a yearning look, and suddenly his face changed, and he said, "But you are so good."
"Although I'm a little bad at operation, it doesn't mean I'm weak in consciousness. Wait for me." Zhao Yao walked into his bedroom, and the crackling keyboard sounded.
Fifteen minutes later, he walked out, took out the photos prepared on his phone and said, "Look, this is a photo of me and a professional player. Now I don't plan to hide it from you anymore. I used to be the coach of the Honor of Kings Professional Team."
Matcha stared at the photo on his phone and grew up his mouth, but suddenly he wondered: "But why the colors of your head and hands are a little different?"
"Don't care about these details. Always focus on these details. You will never become the strongest king." Zhao Yao silently put away the photo, stared at Matcha and said, "Do you want to be a croaker for the rest of your life, and be stepped on by the little fat man forever, watching him fuck your female cat, or do you want to become the strongest king, Guangzong Yaozu, and be admired by thousands of cats?"
"I...I...I...I...Zhao Yao!" Matcha looked at Zhao Yao, and a raging fire seemed to burn in his eyes: "I want to be the strongest king!"
"Okay!" Zhao Yao said in his heart: 'It finally inspired this kid's fighting spirit. He will work hard for at least one or two weeks.'
"Since that's the case, we will start the first step of special training from today." Zhao Yao raised his palm, letting his five fingers keep retracting and bent: "Did you see it?"
Matcha frowned and said, "Your hands seem to be a little stinky."
"I'm not asking you this, don't care about the details if you say it." Zhao Yao said: "You have never been able to improve your grades. The most important reason is that your foundation is not solid enough. The cat's claws are prone to clicking on the mobile phone screen by mistake, causing many misoperations."
A gleam flashed in Matcha's eyes: "Yes, what should I do?"
"To overcome this, you must break the barrier of race and practice your palms as flexible as the human palms." Zhao Yao said, holding the meat ball of matcha and said, "From today, you must level up every day and retract your four front fingers one by one, and then stick them out one by one. If you can retract and release them as easily as me, this foundation will be laid."
Matcha looked at his meatball and said, "But this feels so difficult."
"Of course it's very difficult. Those who can achieve this step are already a legendary genius of kings who are rare in a century. They are dragons and phoenixes among cats..." Before Zhao Yao finished speaking, Matcha had quickly stretched and stretched back and forth quickly.
He laughed: "Coach! It seems that I am the legendary genius of the king, a dragon and a phoenix among cats!"
Zhao Yao glanced at Matcha speechlessly and said to himself: "Why is this stupid cat very useless and has great skills? It's troublesome. What should I do if I haven't figured out the second step yet? Let's make up one of them casually."
Yuanyuan looked at his fleshy palm, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stretch his fingers quickly like Matcha. He thought with a sad look: "Oh, I'm not a wizard among cats that are rare in a century."
"Yes, it seems that you are really talented." Zhao Yao coughed and continued: "Since you can continue to stretch your fingers, the next step is to enhance your accuracy and strength. You need to know that a game of Honor of Kings can be as short as five minutes or as long as five hours, and the surface of the screen is more likely to appear greasy to increase the difficulty of your operation.
If your fingers need to be pressed continuously for such a long time and in such a harsh environment, it has extremely high requirements for the strength and accuracy of your fingers."
As he said that, he had tied 8 rubber bands to Matcha's left and right front paws, and the other end of the 8 rubber bands was connected to the foot of the sofa. However, every time Matcha contracted his claws, he needed to use force to fight the elastic force from the rubber band.
"Since ancient times, no matter which hero or which strong man, the most effective way to practice is to bear the weight.
This is a special weight-bearing strap I have made for you. It simulates the weight-bearing effect through elasticity. From now on, you will wear this to exercise your fingers every day as soon as you get home."
Matcha struggled to retract his claws from the meat pad: "I'm so tired. With just one stretch and contraction, I feel like my palms are about to lose strength."
Zhao Yao said: "But as long as you persist, when you put on a rubber band and wave your fingers, your fingers will have extremely strong power. From now on, you can operate King of Glory as you wish, and you can easily meet a battery bureau that has been around for more than five hours."
Matcha nodded and said, "I understand that coach, I will practice hard, but how do I practice accuracy?"
Zhao Yao directly found an electronic piano full of dust from the storage room. This was also what he bought when he suddenly wanted to practice the piano. Unfortunately, he gave up after reading the piano score and never played it once.
Chapter completed!