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Chapter 620 - 621: All Sorts of Mockery Weighing on Me_1

Chapter 620: Chapter 621: All Sorts of Mockery Weighing on Me_1

Being single means our boss is in no hurry at all, they want to slowly drain Li Changlin to death.

When the crucial moment arrives, they will all strike at once, delivering a deadly blow to Li Changlin.

"So awesome, this time Li Changlin is definitely doomed."

"Take it easy, don’t be too impulsive, take it slow, don’t kill Li Changlin all at once."

"Struck it rich, this time we’ve really struck it rich, following the Feixue Legion really gets you some meat on the plate!"

"Haha, with the money we win this time, we can play for a while longer."

"Li Changlin, just go die already!"

As time passed, the health of Li Changlin’s throne dwindled, becoming less and less.

Soon, in another five minutes, an hour would have passed.

And by then, the health of Li Changlin’s throne was down to just thirty thousand.

Such a small amount of health was simply laughable.

Once the Feixue Legion launched another attack, Li Changlin would be completely dealt with.

Seeing this scene, everyone despaired.

"Damn it, curse the Feixue Legion!"

"Alas, it’s over, all over!"

"If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn’t have bid to be the host."

"Ah, totally screwed over."

The leaders of the three major legions sighed endlessly.

"Li Changlin, you’re finished, haha."

"Looking forward to, looking forward to the final victory."

"Heh heh, too awesome, this battle was beautifully done by the Feixue Legion."

"Before, I couldn’t stand the arrogance of the Feixue Legion, but now it seems they have the goods to back up their arrogance!"

"Time, hurry up already, just get to one hour!"

In the chat channel, those who had placed bets were excitedly chatting away.

"Damn, Brother Changlin is going to lose."

"I can’t stand it, I really can’t stand it!"

"Damn it, someone take down these bastards from the Feixue Legion!"

"Shit, if Brother Feng Xu were here, the Feixue Legion wouldn’t dare to be so arrogant!"

"This is so freaking sad, does anyone have Brother Feng Xu’s phone number? Let’s call him to come online!"

"I’ve already called, Brother Feng Xu has gone abroad, his phone is unreachable!"

"Damn!"

Inside Home of Changlin’s chat group, everyone was discussing the situation with frustration.

Today’s battle was just too unfair for them.

The Feixue Legion, such a formidable force dealing with Li Changlin was one thing, but damn it, they even played dirty with spies and had several princes target Li Changlin.

It’s depressing, intolerable, and infuriating.

Shit!

However, faced with this situation, everyone felt so powerless in their hearts.

That’s what power is, no matter where you are, having a strong force is the real foundation!

Li Changlin had fame and his fans were incredibly supportive.

But he lacked a solid foundation, his roots were too shallow, not even one person from the Wuxiang Legion stood up to speak for him.

Oh, that’s not entirely true, just now many people saw it; Zhao Enrong, Li Changlin’s manager, who seems to be quite beautiful, fiercely cursed the Feixue Legion in the chat channel.

But what good did it do!

The higher-ups of the Wuxiang Legion did not make any statement about it.

It seemed they simply didn’t care about Li Changlin at all.

Even if Li Changlin’s entire fortune was wiped out, they were completely indifferent.

Facing such an inept legion was the saddest part for Li Changlin.

If it weren’t for the constraints of the contract, why would Li Changlin have ended up like this!

"Li Changlin, are you still trying to struggle?"

"Heh heh, you’re doomed to lose, you fool."

"See if you dare to be arrogant in the future, we’ll play you to death!"

"Those who oppose the Feixue Legion, no matter who they are, never come to a good end."

"From today on, there will be no place for you, Li Changlin, to survive in Endless!"

The guards of the Feixue Legion sitting on the thrones all started to sneer gloomily.

It was this Li Changlin who had once caused them great humiliation.

Now, only by crushing Li Changlin thoroughly underfoot could they vent their fury.

"Damn it!" Hearing these malicious words, Li Changlin trembled with rage.

Clenching his teeth, he coldly peered at the computer screen, ready to fight back bitterly!

Originally, Li Changlin had actually prepared himself to give up.

So even when five minutes had passed, Li Changlin did not choose to immediately use the Lucky Bread.

Because he wasn’t sure what kind of luck the Lucky Bread could bring him in just five short minutes!

Winning was clearly impossible.

His health points had already dropped to just thirty thousand.

Such a low amount of health points, one attack from the enemy could blow up his throne.

Even if the Lucky Bread was miraculous, it couldn’t change the fact that he was losing.

Moreover, what could change in a mere five minutes?

Could it be possible for all members of the Feixue Legion to log off by themselves?

As delightful as that thought was, it was clearly just wishful thinking.

In the live stream, many people were logged in using their phones.

Even if they disconnected, they could quickly log back in, basically changing nothing.

And at that moment, Eyes Within Eyes and the others had completely lost their temper.

All they could do in response to the opponent’s abusive language was tremble with anger and turn pale, unable to change anything.

"The Feixue Legion is really going too far!" Li Changlin gnashed his teeth, slowly reached out, and pulled out his phone.

Now, he was truly infuriated.

Even though he knew it wouldn’t be of much use, he still wanted to put up a fight at this moment.

If you don’t fight, how can you win!

Even if he couldn’t win, if he could drag out the time to an hour, that too would be a victory!

Without further thought, Li Changlin immediately opened his phone to enter the system and chose to use the Lucky Bread.

Whoosh, the bread disappeared, Li Changlin took a deep breath, then stared blankly at the screen.

Whether it could succeed depended on just how miraculous the Lucky Bread was!

Actually, Li Changlin also had no confidence whatsoever in his heart.

"Haha, Li Changlin looks so stupid now!"

"I think Li Changlin is about to give up, he’s even using his phone to check the time. Damn it, doesn’t the computer have a clock, what an idiot."

"I reckon Li Changlin must be in despair."

"As long as there’s no loss of life, do you guys think Li Changlin will get so desperate he might commit suicide after this battle?"

"He probably won’t, Li Changlin is a well-known broadcaster, a mere few tens of millions, he will be able to earn it back later."

Seeing Li Changlin’s expression, many people couldn’t help but discuss in the chat channel.

"Brother Changlin." Seeing these words, Eyes Within Eyes’s heart tightened, and she called out worriedly.

"I’m here, Marshal Sister." Li Changlin was slightly startled, then looked up and forced a smile.