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Chapter 877 Yang Lin's Limit

"Yes!"

At this moment, everyone responded immediately.

They also don't know if Yang Lin's method depends on Pu.

Even Yang Lin himself was not sure whether his arrangement could work.

The question is, is there a better alternative to this arrangement now?
No!

There is no other choice...

This is already the best way he can think of.

As for how long this goalkeeping tactic can last, Yang Lin also doesn't know.

But as long as you can persist for one more minute, then persist for one minute; if you can persist for one more second, then persist for one second.

Just a few seconds after Yang Lin finished the order of "guarding the gate", Xiao Hong couldn't help shouting: "Master, I, I'm about to die..."

"I am coming."

There was determination in Yang Lin's eyes.

Although he is also very tired now, very tired, even the hand holding the Falling Flame Bow is so heavy that he can barely lift it.

But he still stepped forward resolutely, taking Xiaohong's place.

The moment he took over the position, a fierce battle began!

Xiaohong quickly backed away, already out of breath.

Just now she only lasted for about ten seconds, even if it was just these ten seconds, she had three more wounds with deep bone visible on her body!
At this moment, Xiaohong is really tired and completely dead.

Seeing Xiao Hong retreating so quickly, Li Bing was always ready while looking at Yang Lin who was still fighting.

Before Xiaohong persisted for more than ten seconds, how long can Yang Lin persist?
Twenty seconds, or thirty seconds?
Even if it is only a few tens of seconds, it is already a precious and rare rest time for them!
Yang Lin was fighting, and the girls behind him couldn't help counting the time.

Ten seconds passed, and Yang Lin was fighting.

Twenty seconds passed, and Yang Lin still had no intention of retreating.

Thirty seconds passed, and Yang Lin still looked at it the same way as before, and couldn't see any changes...

Although it was only for more than 30 seconds, everyone present could see how difficult it must be to persist like this!

During these 30 seconds or so, several scary wounds appeared on Yang Lin's body, and even in order to last for a while, he even interspersed and threw out a few bean soldiers. ", Yang Lin persisted until now.

But more than 30 seconds is not his limit!
Yang Lin is still fighting.

More than 40 seconds...

More than 50 seconds...

Seeing that the time is almost 1 minute!
It was only 1 minute, but it seemed so long at the moment.

Even Li Bing, who was waiting behind him, was already anxious.

The longer Yang Lin fights, the more relaxed she is of course.

But now Yang Lin insisted on it alone for too long, it has already made her worried and frightened.

"Yang Lin, step back!" Li Bing couldn't help shouting.

Yang Lin remained calm, as if he didn't hear it, but the fact was that he was still fighting at the same frequency as before.

More than 70 seconds...

"Yang Lin, we can do it, you should rest soon!" Bai Tingting couldn't help but said.

More than 80 seconds...

"Yang Lin, leave it to us!" Sun Jiaojiao cried.

More than 90 seconds...

Xiaohong clenched her fists tightly and stared at the door.

More than two minutes! ! !

Yang Lin is still insisting! ! !

He was as if made of iron, even though there were many wounds on his body, some of them even looked like fatal wounds!
Behind them, even ordinary people who did not participate in the battle were all stunned at this moment, staring directly at the tall figure at the door...

(End of this chapter)