169 The Growth and The Battle ?

Zhao Yao acted all serious and continued, "Do you know that the electronic keyboard is the most demanding sport for finger flexibility? Controlling your fingers in a Mobile Legends game will be peanuts once you master the electronic keyboard."

"This is it!" Matcha's entire face lit up, and his eyes burned with excitement. He declared, "Little fatso, wait for me! I'll destroy you until you have to delete Mobile Legends from your phone."

At the far corner of the room, Elizabeth glanced at the pair of human and cat and rolled her eyes, "R*tard."

For the subsequent days, Matcha focused all his energies on practicing his fundamentals. The strength of his meaty paws rose exponentially. Matcha had improved significantly.

…

In the blink of an eye, a few days had zoomed past. Matcha was persistent and extremely focused on his training. He even devoted his spare time at the café to the mastery of his finger drills.

This continued until a specific night at Zhao Yao's apartment.

With a continuous clattering, Matcha's paw movements had turned into afterimages while rolls of toilet paper placed on top of Roly Poly's head had been shredded to pieces.

The next moment, Matcha had instantaneously appeared at the front of his keyboard, and a beautiful song was heard as Matcha's fingers flew across the instrument.

Roly Poly announced excitedly, "Big brother, you have finally reached the pinnacle of both your strength and precision training. It will only be a matter of time before you are declared as the strongest to ever play the game!"

"Hmph, I've finally succeeded!" Matcha took a look at his paws, and his eyes glimmered with satisfaction, "This is a result of my five days of strenuous training. I refrained from playing games, watching live streams, entertaining the customers, napping at the café and hitting Roly Poly. This is the product of my five days' worth of effort. I've finally achieved this pair of steel paws!"

Dust Ball just simply commented, "I suggest you get rid of all the mess that you have created with your 'steel paws'. If Zhao Yao finds out …"

Matcha and Roly Poly gave a violent shudder and immediately picked up the shreds of paper strewn all over the floor. They then disposed it into the toilet bowl.

They finally heaved a sigh of relief after flushing everything away.

Matcha turned around to Dust Ball and said, "Thank you Dust Ball. I would have forgotten about it if not for your reminder."

Dust Ball simply glanced at Matcha nonchalantly and replied, "You do not have to thank me. I just did not want the two of you to infuriate Zhao Yao and affect my supply of catmint."

Suddenly, Matcha's ears began twitching, "What's this sound? Where's this buzzing coming from?"

Roly Poly scanned the entire apartment and reported to Matcha, "Big brother, it's coming from the newcomer, the Scottish Fold." Roly Poly's eyes remained fixed on the Scottish Fold which was soundly asleep and commented, "I'm not sure what happened to this silly cat, but she has been sleeping for abnormally long hours and her snores are growing louder and louder."

"Hmph, I'll just let her continue like this for now. After I teach Chubby Luban Assassin a lesson, I'll teach this silly cat about our house rules." Matcha declared as he excitedly ascended his massage throne with his phone in his mouth. He immediately opened the WeChat application.

He messaged, "Where's the fatso? Come out now! @ChubbyLubanAssasin"

Chubby Luban Assasin replied, "Rookie, are you looking for me?"

The World's Strongest (Matcha) typed, "Hmph, do you see my new name?"

Chubby Luban Assassin sneered, "Oh, I think it suits you. Your WeChat id is as shameless as who you actually are."

The World's Strongest responded, "Hmph, you do not understand a single thing. I've overcome the boundary between humans and cats. I've slowly metamorphosized from The Strongest Luban into The World's Strongest. From today onwards, you will look up to me as I stand atop the entire world while you remain standing on the surface of Earth.

Xiao Yu curled her lips in disgust and replied annoyingly, "Alright! Enough with your big words! Do you dare to fight me 1 on 1?"

Matcha replied, "Don't you understand? Our skill level is too far apart."

Roly Poly stood behind Matcha and carefully observed the trash talk between the both of them. He was taken aback by how fast Matcha's finger darted around the phone's screen, "What kind of speed! Is this the product of his training? He types as fast as I speak. Until now, he has not made a single typo! How will this translate to his performance in Mobile Legends with his newfound precision and speed?"

"Alright! Alright!" Xiao Yu had enough of Matcha's trash talks and sent a game invite via WeChat.

Moments later, the match between Xiao Yu and Matcha had commenced.

However, Matcha did not start playing after the competition had started. Instead, he was hurling a barrage of words at Xiao Yu, "Continue to struggle and cry! Open your eyes and observe the difference between you and me!"

Roly Poly hesitated for a while but decided to remind Matcha, "Big brother, I think that game has already started. Shouldn't you start playing instead of trash talking?"

"Why are you so worried?" Matcha replied smugly, "When I wave my paws in the air, the dust accumulated in my paws would be the same no matter when I do it. To me, that fatso is just like the dust floating around in our air, waiting to die in my hands.

Look at how fast I type. I feel as if the phone has turned into an extension of my arms. My consciousness is flowing through the world of Mobile Legends. Even I do not know how strong I've become."

"Look at this!" Matcha's fingers furiously pressed against the direction button and he announced, "I managed to change direction 12 times within a single second. How can I lose with such speed?"

Five minutes later …

Matcha stared at his screen in disbelief. He blinked his eyes and shook his head furiously, "This is impossible. How can I lose? I'll play one more round; I'll not give him any more chances."

One hour had passed, and Zhao Yao had finished his dinner. He walked out from the kitchen to see Matcha lying on his massage throne. Once again, his eyes were devoid of any spirit. He stared cluelessly at the ceiling and saliva streamed down from the corner of his lips. He looked just like a fool.

Zhao Yao was stunned by this scene and asked, "What happened to him?''

Roly Poly let out a long yawn and replied, "Oh. He lost seven games against Chubby Luban Assassin. I think he still cannot accept the fact that he had lost."

Zhao Yao started waving his hands in front of Matcha's face to get his attention. However, Matcha seemed oblivious to Zhao Yao's action, and his eyes remained glued to the ceiling.

"This useless fool." Zhao Yao's drew his lips together and asked, "Matcha, do you like Princess Qian?"

Finally, Zhao Yao managed to elicit some response from Matcha. Matcha's pupils constricted a little before he turned his head to Zhao Yao and said unabashedly, "Yes, I want to mate with her so badly.

However, a goddess like her is only interested in playing with cats which are good at Mobile Legends. She wouldn't even take a look at a rookie like me. I would be the soil beneath her feet while she tramples all over me."

Zhao Yao pressed his hands against his forehead and looked to Elizabeth for help, "Matcha is in no condition to work tomorrow. Do you have any methods to cheer him up?"

Dust Ball glanced at Matcha and sniggered, "He devotes all his time to this game, and yet he still sucks in it. He doesn't even groom himself nowadays, and he reeks of an awful stench. Even I will not fall for someone like him."

Bam!

Zhao Yao felt Matcha's body shake after he heard those awful yet honest words. Dust Ball's words had crushed his soul, and his entire body was about to sink into the gaps between the massage chair.

Zhao Yao could not believe his ears and shouted, "I told you to encourage him!"

Roly Poly eagerly pranced to Matcha and said, "I think big brother, Matcha, is a brilliant cat." Roly Poly knew that Matcha was listening to him when his ears stood up. Roly Poly continued, "He is very clear about what he is good or bad at. Evidently, e-sports is not his strong suit."

Bam!

Matcha's body sank deeper into the massage chair. Both his eyes rolled backward, and it seemed like he was about to die.

Zhao Yao looked to Elizabeth and pinned all his hopes on her.

"Actually Matcha …" Elizabeth was carefully selecting her words as she did not want to hurt his feelings further. She looked at Matcha for a few seconds. Suddenly, she opened her mouth, arched her body and began to retch.

She finally managed to control herself and wiped the corner of her lips. She said embarrassedly, "I'm so sorry, but the customers fed me too much cat food today. My stomach is a little bloated from all the food."

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Matcha, do not jump out of the window! This is the 17th floor, if you jump out, you will instantly die." Zhao Yao shouted as he carried Matcha from the windowsill.