This battle song was written by a fan specifically for Lin Xiaoqi.
“The Seventh Son Legion goes to war, Doumao platform will be barren!”
As the passionate DJ music started, those who joined the Seventh Son fan group began to furiously send gifts.
“Seventh Brother travels, all gods welcome you on their knees!”
“One person generously spends to win, Seventh Brother’s actions must be efficacious.”
“Doumao’s top spenders are countless, only Seventh Brother can break through mountains.”
“Seventh Brother goes, Seventh Brother is efficacious, Seventh Brother is always popular!”
The fervent melody continued to play, and San Luizi’s side also began to generously send gifts.
Since San Luizi’s livestream had many suppliers selling goods on their small yellow carts, upon seeing a major battle approaching, these suppliers also started paying for promotion slots.
Super yachts, super rockets, gifts worth tens of thousands of dollars each filled the entire server.
San Luizi’s health bar crushed Luokeke and Liu Mengyao with unstoppable momentum.
In less than thirty seconds, San Luizi, with a gap of several million, pulled away from Luokeke and Liu Mengyao, to the point where their health bars were no longer visible.
“Little sisters, your swords are too dull and your horses too thin, what do you have to fight me with?”
“Do you think my Wild Donkey Legion eats grass? Talking about this top spender and that top spender, in front of me, San Luizi, who the hell is a top spender?”
“Go at them, defeat them. Two new little girls, and you want to subdue me? What are you even good for?”
San Luizi was arrogant and presumptuous, and it was precisely this kind of forceful language that made him so popular.
Undoubtedly, San Luizi was a successful streamer and the most money-generating streamer.
He could earn tens of millions in a single livestream with sales, a strength that truly allowed him to challenge the entire internet.
“Sister Yaoyao, this San Luizi is too arrogant, I, Keke, must teach him a lesson.”
Luokeke’s competitive spirit was ignited, and she wanted to fund the gifts herself, but looking at the ever-widening gap, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
“Keke, you don’t need to care too much about winning or losing, as long as the fans are happy.”
“Also, streamer San Luizi, please watch your words. We are only PK-ing with you, not listening to you spew vulgarities here.”
Liu Mengyao’s pretty face was cold, and she spoke in a reasonable tone.
“Haha, little sister Yaoyao, I’m not spewing vulgarities. This is just how I talk. If you don’t like listening, then don’t. I’m talking to my family, and they like listening!”
“If you can’t win, then surrender. Tell that Lin Xiaoqi to keep a low profile. Don’t think that just because you send a few gifts you’re a real big shot. In front of me, he’s just a little brother! Damn it!”
San Luizi’s triumphant taunts echoed.
Liu Mengyao didn’t intend to bother with San Luizi, but San Luizi’s insult to her Seventh Brother was unacceptable.
Seventh Brother was her reverse scale, touch him and die!
Liu Mengyao frowned, a wave of intense anger surging in her beautiful eyes. She picked up the microphone and said domineeringly, “Surrendering is impossible. Even if we can’t win, we have to fight. What’s wrong with being new? Should new people be trampled by you?”
“Fans, everyone who can, please help send gifts. For our Seventh Brother, we’ll fight this battle with all our might!”
As soon as Liu Mengyao said this, the fans in the livestream instantly regained their fighting spirit and began sending gifts to catch up.
“Fight with what? Stop bragging. You’re too green. I’ll let you catch up for a while. Everyone in the livestream, stop sending gifts and watch the two sisters perform!”
San Luizi sneered dismissively and indeed stopped sending gifts.
Liu Mengyao felt an unprecedented humiliation. Looking at the huge gap between the two sides, she wished she could fund millions herself.
But Liu Mengyao didn’t do it, even if she lost, she wanted to lose honorably.
“Keke, beg me! I have money in my account. As long as you beg me, I’ll help you defeat San Luizi!”
Young Master Jiang sent a private message.
“Get lost, this Keke doesn’t need you!”
Luokeke decisively closed the private message from Jiang Mingyu.
At the same time, Liu Mengyao also received many private messages, including one from Zheng Youlong.
“Yaoyao, I really can’t stand it anymore. I really want to protect you, but my money doesn’t grow on trees. If you become my girlfriend, I’ll spend my fortune to help you defeat San Luizi. It’s too infuriating!”
“No need, I can win myself.”
Liu Mengyao replied coldly.
As for other private messages, they were from some big bosses who wanted to develop something with Liu Mengyao. As long as she agreed, they would help send gifts.
There were also some talent agencies that wanted to sign Liu Mengyao.
But Liu Mengyao ignored them all. She would never bow down to anyone for a PK.
“Sister, where is your great benefactor Lin Xiaoqi? Is he scared and afraid to go online? Tell him, as long as he dares to go online, I, San Luizi, dare to make him go bankrupt from sending gifts!”
“Family, listen up! From today onwards, there are no big shots on this platform. In front of me, San Luizi, even big shots have to kneel and watch my livestream!”
With these powerful words, San Luizi’s number of fans surged, and many people were furiously mocking Lin Xiaoqi as a coward.
Even in Liu Mengyao’s livestream, many fans were left speechless by the insults and felt disappointed in Lin Xiaoqi.
Liu Mengyao and Luokeke also noticed their fans’ reactions, and for a moment, they didn’t know what words to use to retort.
In this situation, words were too pale. Only strength could shatter everything. The more they spoke, the more ammunition they provided, and it only tarnished Lin Xiaoqi’s reputation.
Just as Liu Mengyao and Luokeke felt helpless, Lin Xiaoqi’s account appeared in the livestream.
As soon as he appeared, the screen was filled with gifts.
Super rockets were launched frequently, and the health bar kept increasing with the flight of the rockets.
“Seventh Brother travels, all gods welcome you on their knees!”
“Seventh Brother, you’re finally here! San Luizi has been challenging you!”
“Seventh Brother, we missed you so much, hurry up and take down San Luizi!”
The fans, as if seeing hope, typed furiously.
Lin Feng naturally noticed what the fans were saying. His fingers continuously pressed the gift-sending keys, intending to subdue San Luizi.
“Holy crap, Lin Xiaoqi, you actually dare to come online? Then let’s do it! Today, either you fall, or I fall! Family, go get him!”
San Luizi ran a hand over his bald head, a bloodthirsty curve appearing at the corner of his mouth. With a command, gifts overwhelmed them!
Because there were so many wealthy individuals in San Luizi’s livestream, nearly dozens of people simultaneously sent gifts worth tens of thousands, leading to an overwhelming victory over Liu Mengyao and Luokeke.
On this side, Lin Feng’s gift-sending speed was so fast that his phone began to lag. But no matter how much Lin Feng sent, he couldn’t keep up with the opponent’s gift-sending speed.
The most crucial point was that the gifts he was sending were already the most expensive. To win the PK, more people had to send the most expensive gifts with him.
Otherwise, continuing to fight like this was a sure loss.
“Lin Xiaoqi, do you feel powerless? Let me tell you, you have no chance of winning this PK today!”
“From now on, keep a low profile and don’t pretend to be a big shot. You’re not worthy!”
San Luizi sneered triumphantly. He knew the platform's rules very well and understood that a swarm of people was the true secret.
Even if a top spender like Lin Xiaoqi truly had money, he couldn't defeat him.
Furthermore, this PK was of great significance to him. If Lin Xiaoqi himself was defeated by him, then from then on, on this Doumao platform, he would be the true king.
Everyone would have to submit to him!