At first, Wang Yuyan seemed a bit flustered, but with the encouragement from the live chat, she gradually mustered up her courage.
She smiled sweetly and said, "Anything is fine. I just started streaming, so I’m not very familiar with all this yet. What would you like to play?"
Fei Fei frowned. "A new streamer? So you don’t have many fans yet, huh?"
This PK probably wouldn’t bring in much money. She had thought the other side was a big deal, given how pretty Wang Yuyan was.
Fei Fei’s enthusiasm instantly waned. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and said,
"Then the rules are simple—whoever gets fewer gifts does squats, and the loser at the end takes off their top and dances."
Wang Yuyan had watched a few streams before and knew what "doing squats" meant. Since she was wearing pants, that part didn’t bother her.
But taking off her clothes? That was out of the question.
"Taking off clothes? Can we change that?"
"Fine. If you lose, just sing a song for my big spender then."
Fei Fei wasn’t trying to make things difficult for her. She didn’t want to waste time with Wang Yuyan, so after stating the rules, she restarted the PK bar.
Now the real battle began—the PK timer was set for five minutes.
Fei Fei’s big spender immediately dropped 3,000 yuan in gifts, which was his usual baseline for her PKs.
Wang Yuyan’s fans hadn’t expected to run into a streamer like Fei Fei right off the bat.
Fei Fei was somewhat well-known on LeBo, so Wang Yuyan’s side already assumed they were going to lose.
They threw in a few hundred yuan just for show—no way they could actually compete.
Just as Wang Yuyan was about to start doing squats, Gong Zi suddenly sent a 5,000-yuan gift.
"Wow, thank you, Gong Zi! But you really don’t have to send me gifts. It’s fine if I lose, seriously!"
Wang Yuyan felt guilty. She had only asked everyone to watch her stream to boost her viewership, never expecting Gong Zi to spend money on her again.
[Gong Zi: No big deal. Don’t be so polite. I usually send gifts to streamers when I watch them anyway. It’s really nothing.]
[Is this a friend of Rabbit’s? A big spender, huh?]
[Nice! Maybe we can win this. I wanna see the other side take off her clothes, lol.]
[Her body is killer, but her face looks a bit too artificial.]
[A few thousand isn’t that much on LeBo. What kind of big spender is that?]
[When Fei Fei’s at her best, a single PK can hit hundreds of thousands. She’s got some real backing. Don’t celebrate too soon, folks.]
Fei Fei, who had been chatting with her big spenders, raised an eyebrow.
Huh? So the other side actually has some support.
"They seem pretty strong. Am I really gonna lose to a newbie, Brother Jiu?"
Fei Fei pouted and batted her lashes at the camera. An account named "Jiu" replied: "Relax. You won’t lose."
Then he sent another 8,000 yuan in gifts.
[Brother Jiu’s got power. Dropping nearly 10k like it’s nothing.]
[New here? Last time during the PK with YaYa’s crew, Brother Jiu sent 400k. Absolute legend.]
[Brother Jiu is Fei Fei’s ride-or-die. He only spends on her. I’m actually crying.]
[What does Brother Jiu do for a living? How’s he so loaded? No way there’s nothing going on between them off-stream.]
[Stop speculating. I’ve spent a lot on Fei Fei too, and we’re just friends. I just like hearing her call me 'brother.' Paying for happiness, got a problem?]
Some in the chat speculated about Brother Jiu and Fei Fei’s relationship, but Fei Fei never addressed it—she acted like she didn’t see those comments.
Whatever their private dynamic, on stream, they were just streamer and fan.
She didn’t rely solely on Brother Jiu—she had other big spenders too.
Seeing Fei Fei’s PK bar catching up, Wang Yuyan quickly messaged Gong Zi, telling her to stop sending gifts or she’d end the stream.
Gong Zi finally relented—otherwise, she wouldn’t have let Wang Yuyan lose.
After reading comments about Fei Fei’s PKs hitting hundreds of thousands, Wang Yuyan had already accepted defeat. She didn’t want her friends wasting money on her.
Just as she was about to start doing squats, the screen exploded with dazzling fireworks, castles, and other flashy effects. The chat went wild, and Wang Yuyan froze in shock.
[Holy crap, which big spender just went nuclear?]
[Bro’s lighting up the entire gift wall!]
[Total bloodbath. Let’s see if the other side dares to fight back now.]
[Damn, 100k!]
[Rabbit’s got connections? Did she transfer from another platform?]
When the effects faded, Wang Yuyan saw that her new top supporter was Zhou Yi.
He had just sent 100,000 yuan in gifts.
Fei Fei’s eyes gleamed. Well, well. Looks like the other side isn’t playing around. Time to make Brother Jiu bleed.
She swayed into a squat, her ample chest nearly popping out of her top.
Panting dramatically, she whined, "Their big spender’s insane. And they said they were new? Guess I’m losing to a rookie today. Ugh."
[I checked—she really is new. Even her big spender’s account is fresh.]
[Probably a talent agency account. They’re investing early to push her.]
[With her looks, she’ll blow up sooner or later. Smart move to get in early.]
[Brother Jiu, are we fighting back? If you go in, I’ll chip in too.]
The chat buzzed with questions about whether they should keep pushing. If they did, it’d be at least another few hundred thousand.
Brother Jiu scoffed. What kind of amateur thinks they can compete with me? 100k is nothing. Bunch of peasants.
[Brother Jiu: Fight. Crush them.]
With Brother Jiu’s declaration, Fei Fei’s other big spenders started sending thousands at a time. Brother Jiu dropped another 100k.
Only one minute remained.
He figured even if the other side was trying to promote Wang Yuyan, they wouldn’t spend much more. Getting her on the rookie rankings was enough.
But as Fei Fei’s bar surged ahead again, Wang Yuyan’s fans panicked.
[They’re coming back! What do we do?]
[Throw in what we can. Even a few hundred helps.]
[Where’s the 100k big spender?]
[Zhou Yi: Topping up.]
[LMAO, dude’s so real. First time watching streams?]
[His account’s brand new. Definitely a rookie.]
Just when Fei Fei’s side thought the battle was over, Zhou Yi sent another 200k.
Wang Yuyan was speechless. She frantically messaged Zhou Yi, but he just said he wanted her to win and forbade her from ending the stream.
Now that Zhou Yi had made his move, Gong Zi joined in with 50k, followed by Kong Xiaohe matching her.
Fei Fei was ecstatic.
Perfect! The more, the better!
It had been ages since she’d faced a streamer with this kind of backing.
Even if Wang Yuyan was new, her firepower rivaled veterans who’d been streaming for years.
Fei Fei put on a pout, biting her lip as she gazed pitifully at the camera.
"What do we do now, Brother Jiu?"
Brother Jiu… Brother Jiu was sweating.
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
