Chapter 141: Competition Among Streamers

The demolition match in the provincial semifinals was expected to be a passionate affair, bursting with flying sparks.

However, in the demolition match between Pepsi and Black Wind, the audience witnessed plenty of passion, but no sparks flying at all. The Pepsi team seemed to have no intention of getting bogged down in a protracted entanglement with Black Wind, employing surprising and unconventional tactics in every single round. Whether playing as Global Risk or Black List, they firmly maintained absolute initiative throughout.

10:0—a new demolition record was set in professional CrossFire major tournaments. And the Pepsi team accomplished this magnificent feat in a mere 26 minutes and 21 seconds, which even included six minutes of halftime and Black Wind’s tactical timeouts.

Such terrifying strength.

Once again, people vividly realized the charm of Pepsi’s super strategist, both mesmerizing and domineering.

The third match was the Elimination Mode, set on the most frequently featured map, Alley. During the preparation time, the audience engaged in heated discussions, full of anticipation and speculation. Given Pepsi’s current form, there was an 80% probability they would secure the match and face off against the championship favorites, Vivii, in the finals.

Win or lose the championship or runner-up title, they had already locked in their tickets to the East China regional finals ahead of schedule.

And bear in mind, Pepsi was a new team established less than a year ago...

No wonder the wealthy young heirs of Hangzhou poured investment funds into the team one after another; they had clearly recognized a rising gaming star with boundless potential. Given Li Xin’s current momentum, breaking into the ranks of top-tier professional players in the future would be no difficult feat. And the significance of that was crystal clear to these wealthy young heirs who acted as business investors.

"Great Demon King, this is just too overpowered! I’ve been into gaming for years, but I’ve really never seen anyone this terrifying."

"Crap above, isn't the Nine-Crown Gun King Dawn just as ruthless? He's a top-tier strategist too, you know."

"You have a point, but compared to this Yiran, Dawn clearly falls a bit short. This guy is much more unrestrained and flexible, and way more passionate than Dawn. It's true what they say—true masters are found among the common folk."

"I think... I might know what big secret the streamer was talking about..."

[Little Fairy Li An'an gifted the streamer 888 roses.]

[Passionate Martin gifted the streamer 6 Mwahs.]

[Pomelo Family Lone Wolf gifted the streamer 3 sets of 33 Prayers.]

The barrage of gifts scrolled continuously. The Pomelo Great Demon King’s stream was buzzing with activity, and his viewership was steadily climbing. Song Lun saw it all in his eyes and rejoiced in his heart; these people were his bread and butter, after all.

Of course, the main reason was that today’s match was exciting and thoroughly entertaining—even a layperson could watch and enjoy it comfortably.

With his bread and butter happy, the streamer himself naturally reaped a bountiful income.

"Haha, anyone want to catch a glimpse of this gaming star’s real face in a bit? If so, type '1' in the chat. The streamer is going to get things ready and wander backstage to check out the Pepsi team after the match."

"Attention, a treat is coming! According to legend, Ms. Jiang Chuxue, the vice president of the Pepsi Gaming Club, is a once-in-a-century ice beauty—both wise and gorgeous!"

Upon hearing that there was a beauty involved, and an exceptionally rare ice beauty at that, the active male viewers instantly transformed into ravenous, hungry wolves with gaping jaws and greedy eyes, spamming '11111' continuously, accompanied by various unspeakable comments.

Song Lun awkwardly rubbed his nose. If word of this reached Eldest Miss Jiang's ears, would she fly into a rage and squeeze the life out of him?

On Douyu Live.

Who reigned supreme among gaming streamers?

If Amy Little Jiujiu dared to claim second place, no one would dare claim first.

She didn't stream herself playing games; instead, she broadcasted various large and small gaming tournaments and interviewed numerous gaming stars. In the esports circle, she knew many top-tier professional gods and boasted immense fame herself.

Today, just like any other day, Amy Little Jiujiu (hereafter referred to as Amy) woke up promptly at 9:00 AM, ran on the treadmill for 10 minutes, showered, applied makeup, and ate breakfast. Then, she logged into the streaming platform and went live. Recently, she had been feeling slightly unwell and hadn't gone out to stream live from tournament venues much; her viewer count had dropped slightly, but it didn't affect much.

Half an hour into the broadcast, the concurrent viewer count in her room had already reached over 30,000. Amy was pretty and vibrant, especially her slender, captivating eyes, whose every flutter and smile seemed capable of stealing a man's soul. Men drooved over her incessantly, and gifts poured in without stop. However, Amy was a relatively conservative person and never put on any coy or seductive acts, which left the men somewhat disappointed.

Yet, following that disappointment came an even more passionate and fanatical devotion.

Amy’s slight conservatism acted like a mysterious veil, constantly stimulating men's desires and restlessness, filling them with endless fantasies about the slender, graceful figure hidden beneath her chic and stylish attire.

Suddenly, a repulsive message appeared amidst the racing barrage.

"The Pomelo Great Demon King's stream is broadcasting a professional CF tournament right now. A dark horse team has produced a super strategist who's even more badass than the strongest strategist, Dawn. Come and check it out, everyone! ID: 6021194."

Although the moderator acted promptly and banned the spammer from the room, it still caught the attention of many.

Over the past five years, the gaming industry had developed at an exceptionally rapid pace. Many top professional players had become major stars, widely recognized by the public, and Dawn was undoubtedly one of the most dazzling among them. However, a few months ago, he was forced into retirement and went completely underground. Now, hearing that a figure even more formidable than Dawn had emerged felt like a depth charge, instantly causing a massive uproar.

"Damn, is that for real? Is he really that beastly?"

"Aside from Yang Yu, no one else would dare claim to be better than Dawn..."

"What’s the point of talking about this? Let's go take a look..."

Hundreds of people swarmed out, all heading over to watch the Great Demon King's live stream.

Amy secretly sighed. She had even prepared for the worst; if it were only a few hundred people leaving, she wouldn't really care. But that Pomelo Great Demon King fellow was just too detestable. His popularity had skyrocketed over the past two years, and many of her hardcore fans frequently poached viewers from her channel. Needless to say, the person who had just been banned was undoubtedly one of his hardcore fans.

"These people are so boring. Watch if you want, leave if you don't." Amy offered a gentle smile and, in a rare move in front of 30,000 viewers, pulled her top upward.

Pay attention: right at the collarline.

Pulling her clothes up didn't seem like much, but the terrifying part was that this tug caused her top to stretch taut, revealing a pair of towering, majestic peaks—full and proud.

In an instant, the eyes of the men watching in front of their screens went wide and fixed, cheering in ecstasy as they flooded the chat with gifts.

Meanwhile, the Pomelo Great Demon King’s stream rapidly gained several hundred new viewers—not a massive number, but certainly not insignificant. Pomelo said nothing, continuing to broadcast toward the large screen while wholeheartedly focusing on the match.

Among these newcomers, some might genuinely be curious about this rookie who had surpassed Dawn. But the vast majority of them were undoubtedly undercover agents from Amy’s stream, coming to check out his viewer count and looking for a chance to drop nasty remarks. Haters, after all, always existed at every moment.

"Alright, the third match—Elimination Mode on Alley—has already begun. Playing as Global Risk is the Black Wind team, while the Pepsi team plays as Black List. Let me ask our beautiful host, Kele, which team do you think will win?"

The golden-toe host's charming voice echoed, followed by the sweet, melodious laughter of the beautiful host, Kele.

"Heh, Shaguo, that's such a difficult question for me to answer. But based purely on my personal opinion, I think it will be the Pepsi team. What do the audience members here think? If you agree with me, let's hear your applause!"

Immediately, thunderous applause erupted with boundless enthusiasm.

In the Pomelo Great Demon King's stream, nearly a hundred people were struck with a deep sense of shock!