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Chapter 211 The Shameful Ending of the Broadcast

[Yang Dingtian delivers a "Carnival"! X 50-hit combo!]

Fifty Carnivals!

150,000 RMB!

The gift effects, like a tsunami, instantly engulfed the entire screen!

Zhao Yihuan's PK health bar, at a speed completely imperceptible to the naked eye, suddenly reached its maximum with a "boom"!

Crush them!

A complete and utter crushing defeat, without a doubt!

The smiles on the faces of Yeguoguo across from her and her top-ranked friend, who was still spending money on virtual sports cars, instantly froze.

The whole world seemed to fall silent at that moment.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

In Coconut's live stream, everyone seemed to have been put on pause.

The fans who were just shouting wildly are now unable to type a single word.

The smug smile on Coconut Fruit's face froze completely, turning into incredulous horror.

Her top fan had just gifted her three sports cars and was preparing to receive everyone's praise, but the overwhelming carnival effects on the screen were like one loud slap after another, hitting him hard in the face.

Fifty Carnivals!

150,000!

What does this mean?

He works himself to the bone for a month and only earns this little bit!

The other party didn't even blink, and it appeared in just a few seconds?

Where did this deity come from?

The difference in health bars between the two players is beyond description.

Zhao Yihuan received 150 million votes.

On the other hand, Coconut Fruit only received a pitiful 16,000 votes.

Is this a crushing defeat?

No, this is a massacre!

In Zhao Yihuan's live stream room.

A torrent of mockery instantly flooded the chat.

"Hahaha! Weren't you so arrogant just now? Where did you go?"

"Fifty Carnivals! Yang Shen is awesome!!"

"That's hilarious! A convoy of sports cars? They're not even worthy of carrying the shoes of the God of War!"

"Coconut Jelly? Hurry up and turn off the beauty filter! Stop dawdling! Everyone's waiting to see your bare face!"

"Anyone who doesn't acknowledge it is a son of a bitch! You haven't forgotten what you said, have you?"

Looking at the mocking comments on the screen and then at her almost invisible health bar, Coconut on the other side turned ashen-faced.

She couldn't understand how such a powerful figure could be hidden in the live stream of a washed-up female star.

This is more than just kicking a hornet's nest!

They clearly kicked a steel plate!

She had finally made it into the top 100, only to be overtaken by Zhao Yihuan. She didn't even get a second to go before her big brother stepped in and caught up in points, crushing Zhao Yihuan. She never expected to be matched up against him in a random PK. Yeguoguo was not going to accept this and immediately started mocking him.

But now I realize that this is mocking myself!

The thought of turning off the beauty filter in front of tens of thousands of people made her feel dizzy.

Her face has been surgically altered; she looks terrible without makeup.

Once exposed, her live-streaming career will be completely over!

Overwhelmed by fear and humiliation, she could no longer hold back and burst into tears in front of everyone.

"Big brother... I'm sorry... I didn't know the guy on the other side was so powerful..." she cried as she asked her number one fan for help.

But her top fan was already terrified and couldn't say a word. He even quietly left the live stream.

Are you kidding me? Going head-to-head with such a super-rich person? Is he out of his mind?

Looking at Yeguoguo across from her, who was crying her eyes out, Zhao Yihuan felt no sympathy, only a surge of pleasure.

This is what happens when you have a foul mouth!

She glanced at the golden ID [Yang Dingtian] at the top of the screen, her heart filled with gratitude and a hint of inexplicable awe.

The PK is over.

When the words "PK Victory" popped up, Zhao Yihuan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

On the other hand, Coconut Fruit looked as if she had lost her parents.

"What are you crying about? If you can't handle the game, don't play!"

"Hurry up, turn off the beauty filter! Stop pretending to be dead!"

"The God of War said it himself: anyone who doesn't acknowledge you is a son of a bitch. Do you want to be your mother's mother?"

Zhao Yihuan's fans weren't going to tolerate her, and the barrage of urging comments kept coming.

Left with no other choice, Coconut had trembling hands and clicked the button that terrified her in the settings.

[Turn off beauty filter].

next second.

The exquisite face of the internet celebrity on the screen vanished instantly.

In its place was the face of an ordinary woman with sallow skin, heavy eye bags, and a slightly crooked nose.

"Holy crap! Who is this?"

"My God! Is this the same person? Did they get a head transplant?!"

"Ugh! Is my nose still swollen? It's terrifying!"

"This is your goddess Guoguo? It's hilarious!"

The live stream chat exploded, with the screen filled with all sorts of vicious taunts and memes.

Coconut was filled with shame and indignation as she watched the comments. She screamed and immediately turned off the live stream.

The farce ended with Yang Shen's overwhelming power and the opponent's public execution, leading to a humiliating end to the broadcast.

Instead of decreasing, Zhao Yihuan's live stream viewership surged to tens of thousands due to this PK battle!

"The Yang God is mighty!"

"Goddess Huanhuan is awesome! Following Yang Shen means you'll get what you deserve!"

The comments section was full of praise for Ning Xiuyang.

Zhao Yihuan looked at all of this as if she were dreaming.

Looking at the impressive ID, she said excitedly, "Thank you so much, Brother Yang Dingtian! Thank you so much! I..."

She was so excited that she was almost incoherent and didn't know what to say.

Ning Xiuyang's phone was on speakerphone, and the loud special effects and music during the PK finally woke up the people next to him.

Tong Anjin let out a soft moan, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and slowly lifted her head from Ning Xiuyang's arms.

"Hmm... what's wrong?" she asked groggily, her voice thick with nasal congestion.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Ning Xiuyang leaning against the headboard, looking at his phone with great interest.

On the phone screen, a woman who looked somewhat familiar was expressing her gratitude with a face full of excitement.

"Isn't this... Zhao Yihuan?"

Tong Anjin recognized her too, after all, she was once a national goddess.

"Why...is she doing live streaming now?"

Curious, she leaned closer, snuggled into Ning Xiuyang's arms, and watched the live stream with him.

When she saw Ning Xiuyang's Douyin profile and the ID "Yang Dingtian", she instantly understood.

It turns out he had his eye on this washed-up actress.

A complex feeling welled up in Tong Anjin's heart; it was a little sour, but more than that, it was a sense of inevitable helplessness.

How could a man like him only have one woman by his side?

She wisely refrained from asking further questions and simply stayed quietly by his side.

Ning Xiuyang did not stop after winning a PK match.

Yang Dingtian: "Let's continue the PK."

Upon seeing the comments, Zhao Yihuan immediately became energized and started another PK match.

The next hour became a night of revelry for all the viewers in Zhao Yihuan's live stream.

Under Yang Dingtian's command, Zhao Yihuan transformed into a female PK warrior, frantically calling for reinforcements.

Ning Xiuyang, on the other hand, was like an emotionless voting machine.

No matter who the opponent is, no matter what rank the opponent's boss is.

He always uses the same move.

Carnival begins!

There are as few as twenty and as many as fifty.

Use the simplest, most brutal, and most unreasonable methods to crush all opponents to the ground!