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Chapter 154 : Black fans come out! Legend falls!

In Xu Qingcheng's live broadcast room, the moment Wen Xiaoxin took the C seat, the popularity of the live broadcast room reached its peak in an instant.

I saw that Xu Qingcheng's personal live broadcast room had a huge increase. The moment Ye Chen appeared in Ding Town Qiankun, the number of people increased exponentially. In just one minute, it exceeded 500,000.

Come to think of it, during this officially organized event, the number of online viewers once climbed to 30 million.

At the end of the draw, all the major anchors withdrew, and the official live broadcast room was hidden, so the number of people dropped rapidly.

But the number of people in Xu Qingcheng's live broadcast room, at the moment the showdown started, countless spectators came back to watch the show.

Countless anti-fans are constantly flooding the screen. This is the best moment to show your face and show off the strength of the legion.

Lion King: "Brother 1, I estimate that the other party has prepared at least 40 billion votes, and since the other party has many people, they will definitely use cheats and use human sea tactics."

"Can you resist? If it's difficult, I still have tickets. They're almost getting moldy, so just let me show my face?"

Little Raccoon: "Yes, Brother Yi, you agreed to give me three seconds to light the fire? I was already thinking about the exclusive gift, but you actually stood up and started it right away!"

Brother Sadness: "Brother Chen, why don't you let me show my face too? I have specially prepared more than 10 billion votes, and my assistant is by my side ready to top up at any time. Give us a chance to show our faces too?"

These three people knew in their hearts that Ye Chen had spent so much money in the past half month. Even if he had a money printing machine, he would not dare to do so.

Some were worried that Ye Chen would be forced to hold on by himself for the sake of face, so they all asked to show their faces.

On the public screen of the live broadcast room, the screen was full of black fans asking to join the fight.

Diao Bangtian: "I have more than one million, apply to fight!"

Exploding through the intestines: "I have five million votes, apply to fight!"

Red Panda: "I have 10 million votes to apply to compete!"

Tang Xinxin: "I have three million votes and apply to compete!"

Passerby A: "Brother Yi, I only have a cautious heart, but I also apply to fight!"

The audience who came in saw a real person take on the entire consortium. This courage deeply shocked every audience and fan.

Regardless of victory or defeat, just this kind of courage has made countless powerful people admire him and want to help him.

It is even more shocking to see the strength of the anti-fan army. These big brothers can easily get millions or billions of votes, and they have requested to fight.

Black powder army, apply to fight......

In an instant, the number of online viewers exceeded 700,000.

Not to mention, after this fight, I don’t know how much my popularity will increase, and I don’t know how many fans I will gain.

It has to be said that official events, as long as they are used properly, are a powerful tool for attracting fans.

Ye Chen was outputting with all his strength, and took a look at the public screen, and was instantly shocked.

Not to mention, there are quite a few brothers who are all over level 50, and there are even many who are level 60.

Unexpectedly, such a commotion would cause them to explode, some were fawning, some were trying to please, and some really wanted to help.

Even Xu Qingcheng, who was used to being a tool, was stunned for a while. He didn't expect that her live broadcast room would have so many big brothers hidden in such a short period of time.

And one by one, the level of the fan lights is not low, and there are so many big guys.

Wen Xiaoxin smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. She looked at each of her big brothers. These are all members of the Black Fan Army, and they are all her own soldiers.

Wen Xiaoxin: "Cousin, I still have 300 million votes in my backpack. Do you want me to play with it?"

Xu Qingcheng: "I can also recharge. I don't want to be a tool anymore. I also want to apply to fight."

Ye Chen was speechless for a while. Good guy, Xu Qingcheng actually jumped out. Was he infected by the passion of the battle?

Ye Chen quickly stopped their impulsive behavior and said angrily: "You don't believe me so much? I have 140 million votes per second, and I can get through to the end of the pk. Is it possible that the other party can surpass me? Don't worry, Shanren has his own clever plan.

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"As long as I'm here, there will be no accidents. You don't have to worry about the fight. With the speed at which the opponent is getting votes, I will definitely win."

"Didn't we agree that you will be in charge of the audition, and I will be in charge of fighting against this Huya sister? Everyone has failed to abide by the agreement, right?"

Although he said this, Ye Chen was quite satisfied in his heart. He had to look at these people a few times and take the initiative to share the pressure for himself. It is true that a friend in need is a friend indeed.

Applicants showed up one by one, saving enough face for themselves. If it were anyone else, they might be able to take advantage of the situation.

But it's a pity that Ye Chen Te Miao has a ticket, so why not pull it? What's more, he still has system tasks.

It seems that in the future, I will have to find an official gift with a higher value. If I meet the legendary god-level consortium, I might be able to be sent back to my hometown to raise pigs like a little lion.

Are you angry that you have a backpack full of beans that are like a bank card account number, but you can't defeat the opponent? No wonder the little lion will be so aggrieved that he will quit the network directly.

9.9 billion votes...10.5 billion votes...13.3 billion votes...15 billion...more than 17.8 billion votes.

Two minutes passed, and Ye Chen's hand speed did not slow down, still maintaining a speed of 140 million votes per second, showing off like crazy.

That's right, it's dazzling, a frenzied dazzling just to show off your votes.

Every second that passes, Xu Qingcheng's health bar in the live broadcast room will increase by 140 million votes.

The other party is also very fierce, and they are also putting out all their strength. The gap is about the same, less than 5 billion votes.

To put it bluntly, if Ye Chen goes at the opponent's speed, he will be overtaken by the opponent as long as he delays for half a minute.

As time passed, Ye Chen's speed continued unabated, but the gap between the health bars of the two sides became wider and wider.

On the one hand, it is recognized as the number one giant in the entire network, and on the other hand, it is a behemoth consortium. The final victory or defeat cannot be measured by the strength of the moment.

Although there is a slight gap in the blood bars between the two sides, it only takes about a minute. As long as there are no votes for two minutes, the other side will immediately overtake.

The intense and anxious scene lasted for thirteen minutes, and there was an obvious gap between the two sides.

At this time, Ye Chen felt that his entire right hand was about to become useless. If he had known better, he would have bought a physics plug-in and let it click there all the time.

He went from three groups of x99 in two seconds at the beginning, to one group of x99 in one second in the middle, to one group of x99 in three seconds at the end, so that his hand was completely paralyzed at this time.

Fortunately, the gap between the two sides was large enough, which allowed Ye Chen to have an opening and wave his almost useless wrist.

It was Ye Chen's speed of getting tickets that became slower and slower, which made Sister Huya on the opposite side even more determined in her mind, and even more determined that Ye Chen's backpack had bottomed out.

With a cruel heart, he took out all his savings. For ten minutes, Ye Chen spent 78 billion.

Mrs. Chen also has 68 billion votes for her health bar.

This is 78 soft girl coins. In the remaining five minutes, it is obvious that the chance of catching up or even surpassing it is not high.

The enchanting Mrs. Chen's red lips couldn't help but move up and down. She looked at the other party's huge and thick blood bar. It was really thick. The emotional dolphin's cheers for Ye Chen's thickness came from here. Her whole body was filled with excitement at this time.

Stupid.

She knew that the fat boss behind her was going to give up on her.

"Lost...lost!"

Sister Huya also had a look of fear on her face and slumped down on her seat in despair. After she calmed down, her heart was filled with regret.

But now is not the time to regret it. Stop immediately and ask everyone to stop voting. In five minutes, it will be a full 1 billion soft sister coins. Even if the other party does not vote, even if you chase, you may not be able to catch up.

When she calmed down, she realized that she had already staked her entire fortune, but she couldn't let down the dozen sisters around her.

Therefore, she stopped voting because she did not want to waste years of savings of her sisters because of herself. After receiving the order, all accounts of the Chuanfeng Consortium immediately stopped outputting.

The atmosphere in Mrs. Chen's live broadcast room was even more deadly silent, and even the barrage stopped scrolling.

Mrs. Chen, who had a glimmer of luck, quickly dimmed her bright eyes, and sat limply on the ground with an ashen face.

She knew that Xu Qingcheng might not be her opponent, but how could she not be Wen Xiaoxin's opponent?

How could the consortium behind it ever be a match for the powerful Shenhao opposite? With its own strength, it was able to suppress the Chuanfeng Consortium with a total of 10 billion health bars, no more, no less.

Thinking of the punishment of the gambling game, she seemed to understand something. Perhaps this game was originally a game against the consortium behind her.

Wen Xiaoxin owns the original shares of Douyin's parent company and is rumored to be a graduation gift from her first brother. Even the officials have to be careful.

Even the exclusive gifts are personally designed by the CEO of Syllable Jump, and there are also exclusive one-click gifts, up to 99 of which are crazy.

To put it bluntly, the government wants to curry favor with the other party and rely on the other party to cleanse these unions and purge the consortia and live broadcast rooms on the entire network. She is only the first, but she believes that she will definitely not be the last.

It was precisely because she figured out all this that she realized that she had been given up and that she had lost. Even if your Sichuan Feng Consortium were ten times more powerful, you could still only hate Northwest.

Sister Huya looked at the sisters in front of her apologetically. Some of them felt helpless, regretful, angry, and some were unwilling to do so.

He bowed deeply and said: "I'm sorry, sisters, I made a mistake in judgment. I..."

Looking at the petite woman's grinning expression, Sister Huya sighed and said, "I will bear all the losses of the union this time. The Internet may not be suitable for me. I have had enough fun. I suddenly felt that racing and shopping are more important."

Suits me."

"Sister Huya..."
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