Wang Tong had already gotten bored with the game, but Mr. Wannabe was still thrilled by it. "Nice, nice! It was so much fun! However, your punch was too weak, if it had been me, I wouldn’t even need to evade the strike in the first place, one blow would settle the matter."

"B*lls, this game is about skill, not brute force."

"Skill my a**, if you had stepped left instead of right, you could have saved half of the maneuver time."

"B*lls, the right side was more intuitive."

"How dare you question me? You wanna bet? Stepping left would have saved you 0.03 seconds of time."

"Yea I’m down for the bet, I know I’m right." Wang Tong had learned these techniques from battles with the Zergs; therefore, he was very confident to enter the bet.

"Alright, here we go."

Mr. Wannabe quickly performed two sets of moves, and stepping left was indeed quicker and more efficient than stepping right. Wang Tong felt dejected as he conceded his defeat. He felt like he could never be right in front of Mr. Wannabe as he always nipped away Wang Tong's newly sprouted confidence.

"Fine, a bet is a bet, what do you want, I don't have money."

"You piteous miser! Fine, let's play another round of the