The Top Supporter! Eastern Emperor Taiyi: It's a Metaphor! Do You Understand Exaggeration?!

Di Jun gritted his teeth and directly opened his livestream.

He put on that pair of red Free Combat Gloves.

With energetic Dragon Quest music playing.

He began wildly shaking his head from side to side in front of the camera.

Displaying the peerless bearing of a Muscle Devil Man.

"For the first time in 1974!"

"I defeated Japanese Heavy Gunner Lei Long!"

"Gui Zida, the sole inheritor of Primordial Ancient Boxing!"

The moment this silky combo and those overwhelmingly imposing lines came out.

Coupled with the status boost of the Demon Race Great Emperor.

Countless demons and fangirls instantly flooded into the livestream.

[The Demon Emperor is mighty! That head-shaking frequency is so cool!]

[Is this the supreme divine fist that one-punched Ancestor Shaman Di Jiang into a KO? I love it, I love it!]

[Great Emperor, I want to bear your monkey babies!]

A string of gift effects instantly flooded the screen.

Watching the wildly soaring earnings in the backend, Di Jun grinned so hard his mouth went crooked, shaking his head even more vigorously.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the Primordial World.

Di Jiang was riding his Deja Vu wheelchair plastered with little ads.

Boasting loudly in his livestream.

He arrogantly slapped the wheelchair's armrest.

And roared at the camera.

"Brothers, spam those gifts for me!"

"Today, whoever becomes the top supporter in my stream."

"I'll fulfill one request for him!"

Di Jiang revealed a perverse, sinister grin.

"And that is, going to disgust his enemy!"

"As disgusting as I am, that's how low-down my methods are."

"You brothers have definitely seen it with your own eyes and heard all about it, right?"

"As long as the money's in place, I'll push this wheelchair to drift right outside his home!"

**"I'll carry a stretcher to his