God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 691 - 761: Incredibly Lucky

"Who’s that masked person? He appears to be quite strong!"

"It looks like he’s a disciple of the Sky Sword Sect, I personally saw him walk out from their side."

"What kind of weapon is he holding? It seems very heavy."

"This person could be the dark horse of this Martial Arts Conference..."

Many people started to discuss and gradually began to notice Fang Yi.

At this moment, Zhou Hao defeated an opponent and, hearing these discussions, his expression darkened. His resentment towards Fang Yi grew deeper. The attention that should have been his was now taken by Fang Yi.

Hua Huiyue’s face was slightly pale, with much of her color drained away. The qi within her body was chaotic, and the toxins had invaded. Looking at the masked Fang Yi, for some reason, she couldn’t help but find it funny.

In her view, Fang Yi had always been shameless, but now that he was wearing a mask, wasn’t that him caring about his face? Such a contradiction made her want to laugh.

"Little guy... I think, you definitely weren’t the one who poisoned me..." Hua Huiyue mused to herself, turning to glance at Yang Chengji beside her, her thoughts racing.

...

The second round of the contest quickly ended. From the original fifty, after one round of elimination, only twenty-five remained. These twenty-five would draw lots to face off, forming twelve pairs, with one person getting a bye.

"Alright, the remaining twenty-five people come here to draw lots. The one who gets the blank lot will have a bye, and the others with the same numbers will fight," announced a middle-aged man in a loud voice.

In the time that followed, the remaining twenty-five approached the middle-aged man to draw their bamboo lots. Fang Yi was among them. As he made his way over, Tang Xiaoyu immediately blocked his path.

"Fang Yi, don’t think I can’t recognize you just because you’re wearing a mask. Even if you turned to ash, I’d know you," Tang Xiaoyu said.

"Do you have a problem? I haven’t burnt down your house once, let alone twice. Do you have to keep targeting me?" Fang Yi didn’t get angry, but instead found it amusing.

Tang Xiaoyu retorted, "I don’t care, I just want to defeat you. I’m now at Earth Level five, Fang Yi, wait to be beaten by me."

Fang Yi exaggerated his response, "No way, you’re at Earth Level five now?!"

Tang Xiaoyu was immensely proud. He was pleased with Fang Yi’s surprised expression, feeling like he was finally able to hold his head high. After dropping a few more threatening words, he left.

Fang Yi approached the middle-aged man calmly and drew a bamboo stick. When he looked at his lot, he was somewhat astonished. When did his luck become so good?

Indeed, the lot Fang Yi drew was the blank one.

After everyone drew their lots, the middle-aged man said, "All right, will the person who drew the blank lot please step forward, you will have a bye this round."

The competitors looked at each other. The masked Fang Yi sighed and, in the end, stood up. As he did so, he immediately attracted many curious gazes.

"Who is this masked person that managed to draw the blank lot?!"

The discussions escalated.

But Fang Yi wasn’t the least bit embarrassed, after all, who could stop fortune when it came knocking?

Next, the twenty-four were paired into twelve groups to compete, and soon, twelve were determined winners and losers. Zhou Hao was naturally in, and Tang Xiaoyu narrowly won against his opponent. Su Ge’er was also in, along with Little Sword Fanatic, Little Knife King, and Lv Fei.

Adding Fang Yi, there were thirteen left and they needed to draw lots again, leaving one person to get a bye. Everyone put their lots back, the middle-aged man shook them up, and then asked everyone to draw again.

Those who remained were undoubtedly the best of the best, the cream of the crop. As they drew their lots, opponents were matched.

Zhou Hao was up against a young man at Earth Level six, Tang Xiaoyu against Lv Fei, Su Ge’er against a disciple of Qingcheng Sect who was also at Earth Level five, as for Fang Yi...

When Fang Yi looked at the bamboo slip he had drawn, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Man, when luck explodes, it’s just unstoppable..."

Indeed, it was another blank lot!

"Alright, the person who drew the blank lot, please stand up," the middle-aged man said.

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone couldn’t help but turn their eyes towards Fang Yi, acting purely on instinct. Amidst the incredulous stares from the crowd, Fang Yi walked out somewhat sheepishly.

Zhou Hao’s temples throbbed with prominent veins, "Damn it! How can his luck be so good?!"

Tang Xiaoyu glared at Fang Yi, going slightly crazy. How could this bastard’s luck be so outrageously good, drawing a bye twice in a row?!

Apart from these two, the enchanting Su Ge’er simply smiled lightly, purely amused. She found it hilarious that such good fortune had befallen him.

As for others, they were filled with envy and resentment, while the young swordsman cradling his sword scabbard smiled at Fang Yi. It wasn’t a smile of goodwill but purely out of admiration.

Another young man holding a blade looked at Fang Yi with an odd expression on his face, pointing his long sword at Fang Yi, he said, "You’re quite lucky, I hope we can have a battle later on."

And there was Lv Fei, the practitioner of Drunken Fist, who was quite disheveled. He laughed heartily, "Brother, your luck isn’t bad."

Fang Yi smiled and said, "You flatter me, Brother Lv. Later on, please give that kid a good lesson on my behalf."

Lv Fei responded heartily, "No problem."

Tang Xiaoyu’s face alternated between green and white, once again being called a "kid" by Fang Yi, which was a true humiliation!

Meanwhile, a buzz went around the crowd.

"How can this masked man have such good luck?!"

"He couldn’t possibly be cheating, could he?!"

"Two byes in a row!"

The voices of discussion were endless. People were curious about Fang Yi’s identity as much as they were impressed by his luck, and some even suspected him of cheating.

However, no matter what they speculated, the agenda was set. The remaining twelve were divided into six pairs to continue the fight.

The battles this time were particularly fierce. Zhou Hao fought against a young man of the Earth Level sixth stage, and he was wounded. Tang Xiaoyu battled Lv Fei and was defeated.

A disgruntled Tang Xiaoyu immediately shouted in discontent, repeatedly accusing Fang Yi of cheating. From the Tang Sect, an elder came over and dragged the loud Tang Xiaoyu away.

As for the little sword enthusiast and Knife King and the others, they advanced smoothly.

And so, only seven were left, and Fang Yi once again drew lots with them.

"Brother, I don’t believe you’ll get another bye this time," Lv Fei said to Fang Yi.

"Who knows," Fang Yi replied with a smile, thinking that three times was too much, even he didn’t believe he could get another bye.

To avoid suspicion, Fang Yi went last this time, but when he looked at the bamboo slip he had drawn, he finally sighed helplessly.

"Oh heavens, why are you playing with me?" Fang Yi muttered to himself.

Fang Yi never believed in luck, but now, he had started to believe.

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