You're So Lucky

After killing the old formation master, Elder Xia stood on the arena with wounds all over his body, blood spraying from them nonstop.

Seeing Li Hongdou charging toward him, he immediately shouted, “I surrender!”

Only then did Li Hongdou stop.

The armored elder in the stands above could not help laughing loudly. “Hahaha! That was obviously a sure win, yet you still managed to be careless. I told you—there are formation masters mixed in among these people.”

At that moment, Elder Xia and the few remaining survivors were transported back to their original positions.

Elder Xia was indeed experienced. At a time like this, healing was the most important thing, not fighting.

Voluntarily surrendering gave him two more chances, but once he died, he would have no chances left.

Just then, Xu Mu’s eyes suddenly widened.

Zhong Ci, who had been secretly watching him all along, noticed his expression and followed his gaze. Her heart jolted.

The old man who had been killed earlier had reappeared in the area where Elder Xia stood.

Almost instinctively, Elder Xia once again conjured a golden greatsword.

“Slash!”

Crack!

Blood splattered everywhere.

Before the fifth-stage old man could even speak, he was killed on the spot. His body was cut in half, and blood continued to flow across the ground.

Seeing this, Elder Xia could not help sucking in a cold breath. “It’s real?”

He then took out a pill and swallowed it.

In his current condition, everything would be fine as long as he did not kill one of his own people.

“The formation master died, so the real person should have been released, right? Of course, the person who appears next could also be a formation master. It’s all random—I can’t control it either. Hahahaha!”

The armored elder in the stands let out a booming laugh, his tone clearly mocking.

On Xu Mu’s side, Zhong Ci and Tian Yunchu’s expressions shifted uncertainly.

Only now did they fully understand the purpose of this formation: to make them kill one another.

If everything had remained normal, with no formation masters and no faces altered by the formation, those who knew each other could cooperate and might have had a chance to escape.

But now, they could not even tell who was real and who was fake. Even the companions beside them might be impostors.

Everything had been thrown into chaos. In the end, they would only die miserably inside this formation.

“All right. Winner of the match, who will you choose?”

The armored elder in the stands turned his gaze toward Li Hongdou.

“I choose him!”

Li Hongdou pointed toward Xu Mu on the other side.

“What the hell? I’m right here!”

Xu Mu pointed at himself. “I was in a woman’s form earlier, but I’ve already changed back into Xu Mu. Can’t you tell?”

But Li Hongdou’s gaze never turned in Xu Mu’s direction.

“Xu Mu, do you think the formation hasn’t refreshed yet?” Zhong Ci asked from the side.

Xu Mu thought for a moment, then nodded inwardly. “It’s possible. We may be in a different formation from them. Perhaps my appearance was already fixed the moment I entered.”

“Then what should we do?” Zhong Ci asked.

“Don’t rush. As long as someone starts fighting within ten seconds, we won’t go up. We won’t be judged as having lost. I’ll study the formation here a little longer.”

Xu Mu crouched down, pressed both hands against the ground, and closed his eyes to carefully sense the surroundings.

There was no way to step down from the arena. Since Li Hongdou had won, they were supposed to remain on the stage and defend it while waiting for the next challenger.

“All right, let’s welcome the next team. Ten seconds.”

The elder in the stands continued speaking.

This time, another team stepped onto the arena in less than five seconds.

The leaders were Jiang Cisui and a blond middle-aged man. The blond middle-aged man was a member of the Holy Light Clan.

The rest were merely a rabble.

Those with weaker cultivation did not even step onto the arena.

After a brief exchange, the two sides immediately began fighting.

Xu Mu, who was on the stage, suddenly pulled out a woodcutter’s ax and opened with a single use of Opening Mountain.

Xu Mu could not help laughing when he saw this. He had not expected Chen Xuan to have transformed into him.

On the stage, Jiang Cisui gripped a longsword and charged toward Xu Mu.

Zhong Ci shook her head slightly. “Those two have practically recreated the battle from the Martial Arts Championship, but neither of them is the real person.”

Tian Yunchu, who was standing nearby, looked at Zhong Ci curiously. “That Jiang Cisui is fake?”

“That’s right. His movement technique and fighting style both bear the mark of our Artifact Sect. He’s my senior brother, Yun Yao.”

Zhong Ci was completely certain. After all, only two people from her sect had come.

Other than her, that left only Yun Yao.

“So it’s him.”

Tian Yunchu crossed his arms. “He was the champion of the previous Martial Arts Championship. I have to admit, he’s lucky. He’ll definitely make it out alive this time.”

“Why are you so certain?” Zhong Ci asked.

“Because the Holy Light Clan member beside him is Rael, a seventh-stage expert. More importantly, he’s still in his prime. In the future, he may very well reach the eighth stage, or even the ninth.”

Tian Yunchu looked toward the blond middle-aged man with his arms crossed. “He’s Dorothea’s bodyguard.”

“Seventh stage…”

Zhong Ci gasped in amazement. As expected of the Inner Realm—it was truly formidable. She remembered that Xiao Gui was only at the fourth stage.

What happened on the stage unfolded exactly as Tian Yunchu had predicted. Rael’s strength completely crushed Li Hongdou.

The gap between them was simply too great. A seventh-stage expert could already shrink distance into inches, leaving Li Hongdou no time to react.

On the other side, however, Chen Xuan was overpowering Yun Yao.

Especially in a confined arena like this, his Tree-Cutting technique combined with his Woodsman Domain allowed him to toy with Yun Yao.

Yun Yao had long since become furious with humiliation. He continuously gathered power into his longsword.

“Heavenly Origin Slash!”

Whoosh!

A circular white sword aura instantly spread outward from his body.

The sword aura resembled a jade disk that continued expanding. In the blink of an eye, it covered the entire arena.

Seeing this, many of the spectators immediately recognized his identity.

This was the Artifact Sect’s Heaven-grade technique.

Jiang Cisui could not use it, so it was obvious that this person was Yun Yao.

Crack!

Chen Xuan transformed into a streak of golden lightning and leapt into the air.

“Severing Mountain!”

Boom!

A massive golden ax descended from the sky. Unlike before, the ax was no longer merely an illusory image—it was becoming increasingly solid.

Crack!

The white sword aura shattered on the spot, and Yun Yao hurriedly raised his longsword to block.

Yet the terrifying attack forced him to his knees.

Who was Yun Yao?

He had already used a Heaven-grade technique. All the major sects present now knew his identity. If he surrendered at this moment, they would surely mock him.

Even though blood spurted from his mouth, he continued resisting.

Bang!

Just then, Chen Xuan was suddenly sent flying backward and slammed into the barrier in the distance.

“Stop fighting! We surrender!”

Li Hongdou shouted. The other side had a seventh-stage expert, and the gap between them was simply too great. Losing once was no big deal. By now, Xu Mu had probably already figured out the identities of the two of them.

At that moment, Xu Mu stood up and lightly clapped his hands several times.

Seeing this, Zhong Ci immediately asked, “What is it? Did you find a flaw in the formation?”

“No. There are practically no flaws around us, which means the flaw isn’t here.”

A faint smile appeared on Xu Mu’s face. “Next, it’s our turn to enter the arena.”

“Enter the arena? Are you trying to get yourself killed? That’s a seventh-stage expert!”

At that moment, Tian Yunchu clasped her hands together. “I just hope they pick me. That way, I can win.”

“I choose her!”

Just then, Rael pointed at Tian Yunchu.

Tian Yunchu was stunned. Why hadn’t Rael chosen Dorothea?

Could it be that the forms they had taken were decided from the very beginning?

“You’re really lucky,” Xu Mu said with a smile.

“Hahaha! Don’t worry. You’re very strong—I’ll make sure Rael chooses you.”

The moment Tian Yunchu finished speaking, her body vanished from the spot.