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Chapter 380: Chapter 189: Battle of Fate, Lin Ye vs. Qin Wushuang

Wang Jingcheng opened his mouth to reprimand them, but he suddenly sensed something was off.

He looked up and saw that several of his young subordinates, who were usually buried in their work, had now stood up in unison. They were craning their necks, staring over at him with curious expressions.

"What are you all doing? Is your work finished?" Wang Jingcheng’s face darkened as he snapped, "Get back to your own work!"

His shout startled the young employees, and they all ducked their heads back down.

Only one bolder one, a young man named Li, spoke up with some hesitation.

"Mr. Wang... were you just watching that ’One-Punch Man’ video?"

"Yeah, yeah! That’s the one! That video is so hype!" someone from another corner immediately chimed in. "That new star’s record and power are insane!"

"Yeah, everyone’s going crazy talking about it online!"

The chatter rising and falling throughout the office made Wang Jingcheng realize he had apparently missed something.

He had been completely focused on his work recently and hadn’t paid much attention to online trends.

’This video... and this "One-Punch Man"... is it some new viral trend?’

He looked down at his tablet again.

In the video, the music had reached its climax. On the screen, the virtual avatar’s every punch, every one-hit kill, was perfectly timed to the drumbeat, creating a stunning visual impact.

Wang Jingcheng’s tightly furrowed brow unconsciously relaxed.

At the end of the video, a long, low-angle shot rendered the virtual avatar’s oppressive aura to the extreme, and next to it, two lines of shocking data exploded onto the screen. Wang Jingcheng completely lost his composure.

[Win Rate: 98.84%]

[Max Win Streak: 165]

"This is the person I want to sign."

Long Bohan’s calm voice sounded out.

When these words were spoken, the office first fell silent, then immediately erupted in an uproar.

"Holy shit! Mr. Long! The target you were talking about is that Goblin Soldiers guy?!"

"My god! No wonder you dared to go straight for an A-level contract!"

"Mr. Long, you’re a beast! How did you manage to scout him so early? Quick, tell us, what’s this monster’s background? Is he some hidden genius from a top-tier family?"

A group of young employees instantly crowded around, all talking at once, exceptionally excited.

They instantly understood why Long Bohan would give up on Qin Wushuang, who was a nearly guaranteed A-level prospect.

Compared to this mysterious dark horse who had already created a phenomenal buzz and whose combat record was so terrifyingly absurd, even Qin Wushuang’s brilliance seemed to dim a little.

Zhang Zewei’s mouth opened and closed, his face alternating between pale and ashen.

He had thought Long Bohan was digging his own grave, committing a major taboo in Wang Jingcheng’s eyes.

Who could have expected the situation to reverse in an instant?

Everyone’s attention, all their admiration and curiosity, shifted from him and the Qin Wushuang he had secured, over to Long Bohan and his so-called "dark horse."

He felt like a buffoon.

Facing his colleagues’ enthusiasm, Long Bohan simply offered a brief explanation.

"I learned about him through a friend long before he caused this sensation."

"His real name is Lin Ye. As for the specific details, I haven’t had a chance to talk with him at length because he’s currently participating in the Qiming General Star Training Camp."

"The Qiming General Star Training Camp?"

Wang Jingcheng’s eyes lit up, and he pressed, "Which province? How are his results? To achieve a record like that, he must be in the top three at least, right?"

Before Long Bohan could answer.

"He tied it! He tied it!!"

Li suddenly let out a cry of alarm, his eyes glued to his phone screen, his voice cracking with excitement.

"He just won another match! His win streak is at 166 now! He’s tied the historical record set by the Martial Saint!"

BOOM!

Those words exploded in the office like a thunderclap.

Wang Jingcheng’s and Zhang Zewei’s eyes instantly went wide as saucers!

’Tied the Martial Saint?’

’The Martial Arts Peak historical record?’

Even the most oblivious person could now finally understand the potential and value behind the name Lin Ye!

WHOOSH. Everyone in the office crowded around Li’s desk, craning their necks to see what was happening.

"Slacking off as a group, right in front of me, are we?"

Wang Jingcheng’s icy voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone jumped in fright as if doused with cold water, instantly snapping to their senses. They scattered like birds and beasts, scurrying back to their desks.

Li was so scared his face turned white, and he stood there, at a loss for what to do.

A man’s shouting voice from a livestream could even be heard coming from his phone.

Long Bohan felt a little awkward. He was all too familiar with that voice; it was the distinctive on-air voice of his childhood friend, Dong Dongchen.

However, Wang Jingcheng suddenly changed his tune, a slight smile even appearing on his face.

"Li, cast the livestream you’re watching onto the big screen in the conference room."

"Since none of you can focus on your work right now..."

He glanced around the room and continued, "I’ll make an exception just this once. Let’s all watch together and see just how strong this genius Bo Han has found really is!"

"It will also help me judge whether this A-level contract is worth it."

"YEAH—!"

The office instantly erupted in cheers.

Li, flustered but flattered, quickly fumbled with his phone. With the help of a few colleagues, he managed to cast the screen onto the conference room’s giant display.

Long Bohan watched the scene unfold, feeling like he was in a dream.

’To think there’d come a day when I could openly slack off during work hours to watch my childhood friend’s livestream.’

As the screen casting succeeded, Dong Dongchen’s signature booming voice came through clearly over the conference room’s sound system.

"Brothers! It all comes down to this match!"

"Even if he loses this round, he’s already tied the all-time record!"

"ANXIOUS ANXIOUS ANXIOUS!"

"I know you’re all anxious, but the streamer is even more anxious!"

"Dammit, system, find someone already!"

"It’s been almost seven goddamn minutes!!"

Listening to Dong Dongchen’s rambling complaints, combined with the chat spamming "ANXIOUS," the atmosphere was palpable.

Only Long Bohan found it all utterly absurd.

’How could there ever be a day where I’m openly watching his livestream at work?!’

"Here we go! An opponent’s here!"

Dong Dongchen’s voice suddenly shot up.

"That ID... Peerless! Rank 312!"

"Brothers, this ID—his real name is Qin Wushuang! The direct-lineage genius of the Nanhu Province Qin Family!"

"The Qin Family! That’s an ancient martial arts family with a legacy spanning hundreds of years! And this Qin Wushuang is an extremely rare genius with Dual Martial Arts Spirituality, even for his generation of the Qin Family!"

"Don’t be fooled by his rank in the 300s. Rumor is he’s been at the Qiming General Star Training Camp and hasn’t played for a month! Just a month ago, his rank peaked at 100!"

"This duel is, in the truest sense, a top-tier match in the Great Xia Martial Dao New Star Sequence!"

Dong Dongchen’s passionate commentary made everyone in the conference room hold their breath.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the versus screen in the center of the display.

[Goblin Soldiers (Rank 846) VS Peerless (Rank 312)]

In the next moment,

after a brief moment of stunned silence, everyone in the conference room simultaneously tore their gazes away from the screen and fixed them on Long Bohan and Zhang Zewei.

’Could there really be such a coincidence in this world?’

The expression on Zhang Zewei’s face, which had been smug just moments ago, was now a picture to behold.

He never could have imagined that Qin Wushuang, the A-level prospect he had fought tooth and nail for, even burning bridges with Long Bohan to snatch away,

would, at this moment of immense public attention, become the final Gatekeeper for Long Bohan’s prospect to break the historical record in such a dramatic fashion.

’What the fuck is this shit?’

Long Bohan was also stunned.

He had just wanted to see Lin Ye break the record, to justify his own persistence, and to prove his judgment to his supervisor and colleagues.

But now, this was no longer about simply proving his judgment.

This was practically a public execution with both of their professional futures on the line!

If he won, he, Long Bohan, would be lauded for his keen eye, for going against the grain to unearth a peerless, uncut gem.

If he lost...

...then his decision to give up Qin Wushuang and gamble on an unknown rookie would become the biggest joke in the entire Recruitment Department.

And that rookie would have been personally shut down by the very prospect Zhang Zewei had signed.

At this moment, everyone in the conference room couldn’t help but glance back and forth between Long Bohan and Zhang Zewei, their eyes filled with amusement and the thrill of watching the drama unfold.

On the screen, the huge countdown numbers ticked down.

Three!

Two!

One!

[FIGHT START!]