Chapter 1670 - Second Stage of the Trial
“Ah, how should I put it? Your elders must have told you before about how important luck is to martial artists. Without luck, even peerless geniuses would meet an untimely death. And how does one improve one's luck? By defeating other peerless geniuses and seizing what they possess.” The slovenly man scratched his head, then grinned.
“Winners keep on winning. You’ve heard that, right? Think of it as a luck snowball. But defeat means your luck gets stripped away, bringing endless uncertainty. As for whose luck is stronger...” He shrugged. “I can’t tell. That depends entirely on you.”
In response, angry shouts rang out one after another.
“Is this the time for such nonsense? I refuse to get eliminated here.”
“What kind of twisted trial is this? I won’t let anyone steal my luck.”
For them to have come this far, all of them possessed the most outstanding cultivation among the younger generation. They were no strangers to the concept of luck. Naturally, they knew the slovenly man was not speaking lightly.
Each of them was blessed with great fortune. Though invisible, their journey until now, the countless fortuitous encounters they had seized, was proof enough. Otherwise, why had these opportunities fallen to them and not to others?
It was because their luck was strong. After all, the heavens had smiled upon them.
“This is mine. Don’t even think about it. Get lost!”
“Keke, this is interesting, but that old man never said that we can only snatch one. So, come to me.” A woman in a long red dress manifested a large, fiery hand and seized a swathe of the streaks of light.
Everyone, especially the martial artists around her, was stunned.
Was that allowed?