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Chapter 615 - 616 Collective Anger_1

Chapter 615: Chapter 616 Collective Anger_1

As for Li Changlin’s wealth points that were wiped to zero, we can slowly help him farm it back up later, it’s not that big of a deal.

However, the fact that the Feixue Legion would rather lose than to drag it out to an hour’s time, has made Eyes Within Eyes feel a sense of powerlessness.

"Stop the attack, brothers, let’s heal!" Suddenly, Li Changlin smiled coldly and came up with an idea.

If the Feixue Legion wanted to defeat him within an exact hour, he would simply not let them have their way.

He still had two hundred thousand health points and fifteen minutes left until the hour mark, plenty of time to build up even more health.

When there were five minutes left, he would just use a Lucky Bread.

He wanted to see if the Feixue Legion could still win the battle within an hour, with his luck soaring to levels unimaginable to the common man.

"Changlin." Hearing Li Changlin’s voice, Eyes Within Eyes was slightly startled, then called out with a hint of astonishment.

"Marshal Sister, don’t worry, just do as I say," Li Changlin gave Eyes Within Eyes a reassuring look. Although the battle was undoubtedly lost, he was determined to make the Feixue Legion take a heavy tumble.

"Alright, let’s heal!" Seeing the look in Li Changlin’s eyes, Eyes Within Eyes clenched her teeth and immediately shouted to the other guardians, "We still have six people, so let’s pair up into groups of two, and take turns healing. Everyone just choose small and medium sizes, no need to waste the large Blood Bags."

"Alright."

"Okay!"

Although they didn’t understand why Li Changlin wanted to do this, the guardians had spent some time together, so they knew Li Changlin would not act recklessly.

After all, the outcome of this battle was pretty much already set in stone.

But now, the only thing that everyone couldn’t accept was why the Feixue Legion was trying to control the timing of the win or loss.

Moreover, the Feixue Legion even dared to attempt to win an exorbitant bet through this battle.

This kind of behavior had greatly crossed everyone’s bottom line.

Li Changlin could lose, and everyone could afford to lose as well.

But the Feixue Legion, why should you use us!

Damn it, since it’s like this, then let’s play this game properly, I must not let you have your way.

At this moment, the brothers of the Home of Changlin were mostly harboring the same thought.

They were not afraid to lose, they could always start over.

It’s just a pity about Li Changlin’s wealth points; that was indeed a big loss.

However, since Li Changlin had accepted this battle, naturally he was prepared to lose.

So, there was nothing to complain or resent about.

"GOGOGOGO, brothers, let’s all farm those Blood Bags."

"People strive for pride as monks strive for incense, we, the brothers of the Home of Changlin, absolutely cannot be looked down upon!"

"Feixue Legion, we’re going all in against you!"

With roars of rage, Blood Bags frantically flew out from Li Changlin’s camp.

All these Blood Bags were absorbed into Li Changlin’s throne.

Suddenly, his health points were rapidly climbing.

Thirty thousand, fifty thousand, a hundred thousand. One hundred fifty thousand!

In just a moment, with a surge of Blood Bags, Li Changlin’s health points shot up to three hundred fifty thousand.

And that wasn’t all, it really wasn’t all.

Because when Eyes Within Eyes and Luxurious Silk were waiting for the cooldown, the third-place ˇ, Unreachable and the fourth-place All The Accumulation also quickly activated the healing function.

Suddenly, whoosh whoosh whoosh, Blood Bags crazily flew out from Li Changlin’s camp.

Li Changlin’s health was continuously rising, just kept going up.

"Damn it, Li Changlin, you’re playing wild, aren’t you?"

"Stop wasting money, Li Changlin, you’re blocking our way to wealth, damn it!"

"F*ck, Li Changlin, you were already losing, why the hell are you still being stubborn, wouldn’t it be nice to just sit there and wait to be drained of all your health?"

"What the hell, Li Changlin, what’s your deal, man? Are you trying to make an enemy out of everyone here?"

The chat channel suddenly burst with countless comments.

These people had seen the bets placed by Feixue Legion and placed their own bets within the hour as well.

At this moment, the entire battle arena, all the audience combined, had nearly one and a half million people.

Honestly, the battle between Li Changlin and Endless with no crying, no fuss, no showing off, could be considered a grand event of Home of Changlin’s live-streaming platform.

If it weren’t for the capacity limit of the battleground, maybe there would be even more spectators by now.

After all, the last time Home of Changlin’s live platform broadcasted Feng Xu’s and Lucky Bread’s tangled return, the platform gained millions more members.

So many people, and most of them were newbies; they probably had never seen this kind of battleground action.

Boiling blood and passion!

That was the most truthful portrayal of the battleground.

However, just then, the chat channel started showing countless abusive messages towards Li Changlin.

Seeing these, Li Changlin also felt deeply frustrated.

These people, really are pitifully pathetic, expecting me to just lose, huh!

F*ck that!

Li Changlin slammed his hand down hard on the computer desk.

He barely managed to hold back the rage in his heart and said calmly, "I know everyone wants to win, and I would like to win as well. But please, put yourself in Changlin’s shoes and think about what choice you’d make if you were him!"

"Pfft, cut the crap!"

"Exactly, if you could actually win, I’d livestream myself eating shit!"

"F*cking hell, knowing you’re doomed to lose and yet acting like an idiot, stopping us from getting rich!"

"Damn, I’m guessing Li Changlin wants to kiss up to Sky, Blood Flame, and Shadow Moon. But who knows if they’d even give a damn about you!"

"Right, even if you tried, the three big Legions wouldn’t turn against Feixue Legion just for you!"

"Li Changlin, just go die already, stop struggling and be still, and wait for Feixue Legion to finish you off."

For their own bets, these people were really shameless, cursing Li Changlin and showing their venomous side.

"Even if I lose, I, Li Changlin, will lose with dignity. If Feixue Legion wants to win, fine, but they have to pay the price!" Li Changlin bit down on his teeth and coldly shouted.

Originally, he didn’t think it worth his while to stoop to their level, but these scumbags were really pushing it too far, as if they think he, Li Changlin, is a pushover!

Even if he were a clay figure, he still had a temper of his own.

Li Changlin had been on the Home of Changlin platform for at least four months now; he had heard all sorts of insults.

Did these people really think they could intimidate him with a little pressure, that he would just back down? They were being ridiculously naive!