Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 657 - 655: Rebirth [Third Update]

Chapter 657: Chapter 655: Rebirth [Third Update]

Demon King Team Club.

At this moment, the club has long lost its former training atmosphere.

All the players seemed as if they were half-dead, either sitting or lying there with dull eyes.

The air was thick with the smell of alcohol, and the corner was piled up with bottles!

Especially Li Wenliang, who was already completely drunk, but kept pouring more liquor into his mouth!

His heart was filled with all those comments on the internet.

Every word, every sentence was like a knife stabbing into his chest!

He felt as if he was being executed by slow slicing, with not a single part of him not in pain, not a single part not bleeding!

Only alcohol could give him some illusionary comfort!

At this time, the coach walked in.

Looking at the completely fallen Li Wenliang, he was so infuriated he couldn’t even express it!

He grabbed Li Wenliang by the collar: "Drink, keep drinking! Drink yourself to death, why don’t you! Are you still planning to participate in the global competition?!"

"Global competition?" Li Wenliang, with bleary drunken eyes, looked at the coach and revealed a miserable smile: "With the state I’m in, what global competition could I possibly participate in? Even if I did, I would lose! I am trash!"

"That’s right! You are damn trash!" The coach could no longer contain his anger, clenching his fist and smashing it onto Li Wenliang’s face!

So frustrated that he could not turn iron into steel!

"Go ahead! Beat me to death!" Li Wenliang fell to the side, not fighting back.

"I!"

The coach slammed the table fiercely and sat aside, saying nothing.

The players are muddled, but the onlookers see clear!

Although he somewhat guessed Young Master Bu’s intentions!

But in his heart, he still couldn’t understand why Young Master Bu insisted on doing this!

There were clearly gentler methods available.

Now look, all of these people are ruined!

Forget about the championship, they probably can’t even make it onto the stage now!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became!

Suddenly, his eyes fell upon the banner hanging there—Championship for Lu Xiaobu!

"Give me a break!"

A rush of rage welled up in the coach’s heart, he went over, grabbed the banner, tore it down, held it in his hands, ready to rip it to shreds!

These people have all become trash, so what championship are they talking about?!

However!

At that moment!

"Don’t touch it!"

The drunken Li Wenliang suddenly shouted out, his eyes red with veins: "What are you doing?!"

"What am I doing?! I’m ripping it up!" The coach said furiously!

"How dare you! Put it down!"

Li Wenliang, not knowing where the strength came from, suddenly stood up and yelled at the coach.

This banner was his faith all along!

It transformed him from a castaway addicted to games, scolded by parents and teachers, into a national champion!

These seven characters even surpassed his own passion for the games!

Now someone was about to tear it up in front of him, and he would absolutely not sit back and do nothing!

"Not putting it down!" The coach’s temper was also flaring up: "Look at yourself, become trash! And you still hope for the championship for Lu Xiaobu? You wish!"

"Put it down!"

Li Wenliang roared.

Actually, if he were sober, he probably wouldn’t have done this.

After all, no matter how much he didn’t dare resent Lu Xiaobu, it wasn’t possible to say he didn’t resent him even a little bit.

However, he was drunk now, and all of this was the deepest subconscious judgment made by his mind.

"Put it down? No! You trash!"

The coach was equally stubborn.

When Li Wenliang heard this, he actually swung a punch!

But how could he, in this state, beat the coach who was sober?!

He was quickly knocked down after a few moves!

However, this kid was vicious enough to actually bite!

The coach screamed, the banner fell to the ground, and Li Wenliang pounced on it, clutching the banner tightly, then fainted.

"Fuck!"

The coach looked down at Li Wenliang on the ground, really pissed off to no end, wanted to give him a kick, but he just couldn’t bear to do it!

In the end, he could only storm off furiously!

Where did he go, you ask?

He went to drink!

Things have gotten to this shitty point; his role as a coach didn’t seem to mean much anymore!

...

The night passed without conversation, and it wasn’t until the sun was high in the sky that Li Wenliang slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he did upon waking was to look for booze!

But then he noticed the banner under his body!

This plunged him into confusion, how did this banner end up with him?!

He grabbed a bottle, turned on the surveillance camera, and began watching the footage!

Afterward, the scene of him fighting desperately yesterday appeared on the screen.

Watching himself on the screen, then looking at the banner again, he suddenly fell into a daze!

Was that really him?

What was really going on in his own heart?

Why was he always worried about what others thought of him, but never listened to his own inner voice?

What’s more important, himself or others?!

Holding the banner, he sat quietly in place, starting to question himself!

Time ticked away bit by bit, and finally, he found the answer!

He wanted to compete!

He wanted to win!

He wanted to bring the championship to Lu Xiaobu!

"Bang!" Li Wenliang punched the table and stood up: "Fuck it!"

At this moment, his eyes were no longer murky, but they weren’t as sharp as before either; it was a kind of restrained brilliance!

After this loss, he had transformed!

His heart had become stronger!

"Everybody up! Training!"

Li Wenliang gave each of his still soundly sleeping teammates a kick.

...

Lu Xiaobu soon received the news of Li Wenliang’s successful transformation, and a hint of a smile appeared on his lips: "Good job! Well done! I’m waiting for the moment you dedicate the championship to me!"

This Li Wenliang has done well, not letting him down!

As such, the championship is in the bag!

Don’t doubt it, you all know too, in fact, many competitions come down to almost all mindset in the end!

Especially since this is the first global competition and it’s one that the entire populace is paying attention to.

Yes, the Demon King Team is under a lot of pressure.

But does that mean the Japanese team isn’t under pressure?

Does that mean the Korean team isn’t under pressure?

They’re all under tremendous pressure!

In fact, their pressure is even greater than the Demon King Team’s because the Demon King Team has the home ground advantage, while the Japanese and Koreans are fighting on foreign soil!

And now, the Demon King Team has broken through their own limits and adjusted their mindset.

With this increase and decrease...

Tell me, what do the Japanese and Koreans have to fight them with?!

What qualification do they have to fight them?!

So, the champion has already been decided!

The Japanese are arrogant? The Koreans are conceited?

Wanting to come to the Heavenly Dynasty’s territory, using the Heavenly Dynasty’s game to defeat the Heavenly Dynasty’s team?!

Ha, what a joke!

He dares to leave these words here today!

This trophy absolutely won’t leave the country!

These so-called Japanese and Korean teams are merely here to make up the numbers!

Slap my face?!

Ha!