Liu Mengyao and Luo Keke also noticed the other side's numerical advantage, realizing that Lin Xiaoqi was outnumbered and could not withstand a mob attack alone.
"Brother Xiaoqi, forget it, stop clicking. Your fingers must hurt. Don't keep gifting us!"
"Keke and I appreciate your intentions, but winning or losing really doesn't matter."
Liu Mengyao felt sorry for Lin Xiaoqi, who was fighting alone. Her eyes welled up, regretting her inability to help Brother Xiaoqi solve his problems.
"Oh my, this Keke is going crazy! San Luzi, shut your stinky mouth! What kind of hero bullies fewer people with more?"
"Even if you win, you'll have won by sheer numbers. In a one-on-one fight, you couldn't beat Brother Lin Xiaoqi!"
Luo Keke couldn't stand it any longer.
Just then, Young Master Jiang also entered San Luzi's livestream and began showering gifts.
While gifting, he didn't forget to taunt, "What's wrong with bullying fewer people with more? Having more people is also a form of strength. If you have the guts, call for help too!"
"Aren't you, Lin Xiaoqi, supposed to be amazing? Today, I'll beat the shit out of you, and from now on, when you see me, you'll kneel and watch my stream!"
Young Master Jiang spoke with cold sarcasm.
"Young Master Jiang is right, if you have the guts, call for help too? Get it done quickly and disperse. All the streamers on the entire network who know me, San Luzi, join in. I'll fully refund all the gifts you send!"
San Luzi was going all out. As a commercial streamer, he understood the current situation perfectly; he had to completely crush the opponent's morale.
This way, he could not only attract more fans but also establish his dominance.
As for money, he didn't care about it now. As long as he won this PK, he could earn more in the future.
As expected, as soon as San Luzi said this, many major streamers across the network joined San Luzi's side, crazily gifting him.
In just over ten seconds, San Luzi widened the lead to over twenty million.
With less than a minute left until the PK ended, a twenty-million gap was impossible to close, even if Lin Xiaoqi's fingers broke from clicking.
Meanwhile, Liu Mengyao and San Luzi's PK became the most watched event on the Doumao platform.
The number of viewers reached tens of millions.
Almost all viewers and streamers were watching this battle for supremacy.
"Brother Xiaoqi, I'm sorry. It's because Keke and I aren't capable enough. We don't have the same influence as San Luzi. I'm truly sorry."
Liu Mengyao's eyes were teary, and she felt very guilty.
She knew that the PK now had little to do with her; it was entirely the opponent targeting Lin Xiaoqi.
Luo Keke was also anxious and angry. She wanted to call for help for Lin Xiaoqi, but she simply didn't have the capability.
"It's over, we're definitely going to lose. Brother Qi, we're really going to lose this time!"
The fans in the livestream were dejected, their fighting spirit gone.
"Don't panic, with me, Lin Xiaoqi, here, victory today belongs only to the Seven Gentlemen Legion!"
Lin Feng stopped gifting and typed a message.
As soon as he said this, the fans in the livestream were stunned, unsure of what Lin Xiaoqi meant.
Lin Feng didn't explain. He made an international call and gave a few instructions to the person on the other end.
About ten seconds later, tens of thousands of strangers suddenly flooded Liu Mengyao's livestream.
These unfamiliar accounts all had "Seven Gentlemen Legion" in their names. .oγg
As soon as they appeared, they began to furiously send Super Rockets.
At the same time, there were only a dozen seconds left until the PK ended.
Seeing Liu Mengyao's health bar suddenly surge, San Luzi frowned and roared, "The opponent is counterattacking! Go, everyone! Spend as much money as you have, we absolutely cannot lose!"
At his command, hundreds of people in San Luzi's livestream simultaneously sent the most expensive gifts.
The gifts were so numerous that the livestream started to lag.
Until the very last second, no one could clearly see what had happened!
"What's going on? Why is it suddenly so laggy? Did I win? There shouldn't be any surprises, right?"
San Luzi on the other side was also experiencing lag, but he still showed a smile of victory.
"No, we won! We won!"
Liu Mengyao exclaimed in surprise as she saw the victory message displayed on her phone screen.
Only then did everyone clearly see the final result: Liu Mengyao had won with an overwhelming advantage of tens of millions!
"We won! Brother Qi is mighty! Seven Gentlemen Legion is mighty!"
Everyone cheered, unable to believe their eyes.
"Impossible! How did they win? Is there an error in the result?"
San Luzi was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it was true; Liu Mengyao couldn't have overtaken him in just over ten seconds!
"Brother Lu, it's true. In the last dozen seconds, tens of thousands of godly benefactors from the other side made their move together and took us down instantly!"
The people from the Wild Donkey Legion explained helplessly, sending screenshots of Liu Mengyao's gift list.
The people on the leaderboard all had "Seven Gentlemen Legion" in their names. Dozens of screenshots were not enough to capture them all.
San Luzi wiped the sweat from his forehead, finding it difficult to accept the result, his lips trembling. "No, it must be a system malfunction. Don't worry, brothers, I'll ask Doumao official!"
It wasn't just San Luzi who felt there was an issue; even Liu Mengyao and Luo Keke found it hard to believe it was real.
Who could summon tens of thousands of godly benefactors to act simultaneously in an instant?
What kind of person could do that?
But soon, the Doumao official responded, confirming that the match result was correct and there were no signs of cheating.
As soon as this was announced, Liu Mengyao's livestream erupted in excitement.
Visibly, Liu Mengyao and Lin Xiaoqi's fan counts soared.
In contrast, San Luzi's side was filled with insults, with many unable to accept the result and unfollowing him.
"Family, calm down. I've done my best. It's this ungrateful son who played dirty with me, finding over ten thousand people to gift together. He's bullying me with numbers, and I lost unfairly!"
San Luzi was truly panicked. His victory had slipped away, a result anyone would find unacceptable.
"Wow! Now you're saying we're bullying you with numbers? Didn't you say that? You asked Brother Lin Xiaoqi to call for help, and now that the people have come, you're crying injustice? Have you no shame?"
"What kind of big streamer are you? This Keke sees you as a sore loser, a coward!"
Luo Keke spoke with full confidence, fiercely retorting at San Luzi without holding back.
These words caused San Luzi's follower count to drop even faster.
"Brother Qi is awesome, Brother Qi is too awesome!"
"This PK was so exciting, it's the most exciting I've ever seen!"
"Brother Qi is invincible, love whoever you want!"
"What godly benefactor, what big streamer, in front of my Brother Qi, they all have to kneel!"
Countless people spammed the chat, venting their resentment.
"Alright, everyone be quiet. All those streamers who gifted San Luzi just now, listen up. Since you chose to stand against me, prepare to face my wrath!"
"Seven Gentlemen Legion, receive my orders! Any streamer who participated in this battle, deal with them whenever you see them!"
Lin Xiaoqi declared霸气, causing countless streamers to tremble and countless others to regret, with nowhere to cry.
Choice is more important than effort; clearly, they had made the wrong choice!