So, Lin Su could not lose.
Seemingly perceiving Song Luo's thoughts, Qin Yunzhang smiled faintly, "In this battle, I believe Lin Su can achieve victory."
After all, he still had a weapon-type beast in his hands.
Qin Yunzhang muttered silently in his heart.
Ling Su had never used that weapon-type beast before, but he had incidentally discovered that it had already reached the level of a commander.
With it, Lin Su's chances of winning were still quite high.
"In that case, let us wait and see," Song Luo took a deep breath, then stared at the live broadcast tensely.
You must win!
He prayed silently in his heart.
At the same time, the barrage erupted again.
[Lu Yicheng: You can always trust Lin God! He will surely bring us victory!]
[Hidden Deep: Don't be like that, even if he loses, he is still our Lin God in our hearts!]
[Clear Lonely Tea: Right, right, right, the moment of battle is fleeting, who is guaranteed not to lose? We shouldn't put too much pressure on Lin God.]
