Hearing Shui Liu Xiang's words, Gu Man felt as if he was struck by lightning …
It would be nonsense to say that he wasn't afraid of death. In this world, there was no one who wasn't afraid of death. Gu Man was afraid too.
It wasn't that those brave and fearless heroes weren't afraid of death, but they had lofty ideals and pursuits in their hearts. They were willing to give up their lives to protect the people, things, and things in their hearts.
But the most embarrassing thing was that because he was afraid of death, Gu Man hesitated and didn't reveal his trump card.
And because he didn't reveal his trump card, he lost the chance to become an Emperor.
The Emperor had eternal life, but the Martial Emperor only had a lifespan of three thousand years.
The most embarrassing thing was that Gu Man might be stuck at the Ninth Sky of Nirvana Stage until he died. He wouldn't have the chance to become a Martial Emperor.
People who were afraid of death usually died the fastest. After all, before becoming a Martial Emperor, one's lifespan was limited.
If these words were said by someone else, Gu Man might not believe it. But since these words were said by Shui Liu Xiang, Gu Man had to believe it even if he didn't want to.
Not only did Shui Liu Xiang have the possibility to become an Emperor, but her master was the Arctic Emperor. Who knew better than them how to become an Emperor?
Especially luck. Although it was illusory, it wasn't a secret in the Universe World. People above the Martial Emperor level could sense luck.
Without the support of luck, even if one's willpower was heaven defying, they wouldn't be able to become a Martial Emperor, let alone an Emperor.
Looking at the dumbstruck Gu Man, Shui Liu Xiang shook her head regretfully and said, "It's a pity that you have such good talent. Sigh …" While speaking, Shui Liu Xiang also turned around and left the team's lounge.
Pa pa …
Patting Gu Man's shoulder, Jun Wu You didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only shake his head and leave the lounge with Hua Nong Yue.
There was no way to continue the competition at this point. The invincible Sima Chang Tian paired with four Ninth Sky of Nirvana Stage experts was simply unbeatable.
If there wasn't anyone who could stop the opponent, there was no point in continuing the competition.
Soon, everyone left the lounge one after another. No one was happy about losing the competition.
For a moment, only Gu Man was left in the lounge, standing there like a wooden chicken.
No matter what, Gu Man had never imagined that a moment of hesitation would lead to such a disastrous outcome.
Actually, defeat was not scary. If they could exchange dozens of blows, even if their luck was stolen, it would only be one-tenth or one-hundredth.
However, if he was insta-killed in front of so many people, he would lose all his luck.
This was a huge stain that Gu Man would never be able to wash away in his entire life. Even after thousands of years, the fact that he had been killed in a single move would still be his greatest shame.
Should I be a coward for the rest of my life, or should I be a hero, even if it's only for a few days?
Chu Xingyun's voice once again echoed in Gu Man's mind.
Now that he thought about it, his final choice was to be a coward. And it was very likely that, just like Chu Xingyun said, he would be a coward for life …
Without the support of luck, it would be difficult for him to even become a Martial Emperor, let alone an Emperor.
Holding his head in annoyance, Gu Man really had the heart to die.
He hated himself. Why did he hesitate? Why did he hesitate? Why didn't he do as Boss said?
He clearly had a good hand, but because he stubbornly wanted to keep a trump card, it was completely ruined.
While he was feeling extremely annoyed, the door of the lounge was pushed open and Bai Bing walked in.
Walking to Gu Man's side, Bai Bing stuffed a piece of paper into Gu Man's hand and said coldly, "This is a piece of paper from Boss. Take a look at it yourself." After speaking, Bai Bing turned around and left without staying for a moment.
Looking at the piece of paper in his hand, Gu Man knew that this was his only hope.
If there was anyone in this world who could save him, it would definitely be Chu Xingyun.
Trembling, he opened the piece of paper in his hand and looked at it. A line of words appeared in front of Gu Man's eyes.
One man guarding the pass, ten thousand unable to pass.
One against five, defeat the strong enemies, and seize the luck!
Looking at the words on the piece of paper, Gu Man's eyes immediately lit up. That's right … He still had one last chance to seize back his luck!
The fight for luck had to be something like the Nine Clouds Grand Competition, a competition that involved the entire human race.
Although there were many competitions usually, they didn't involve the fight for luck.
If he missed today, he would have to wait until next year to face Sima Chang Tian.
But the problem was that Shui Liu Xiang would enter the Heaven Ranking next year. As long as Sima Chang Tian wasn't stupid, he would definitely protect himself and not participate in the competition again.
Moreover, even if Sima Chang Tian participated in next year's competition and met Gu Man, it would be useless.
Unless Gu Man had the strength to instantly kill Sima Chang Tian, he still wouldn't be able to seize back his luck.
Instantly killing Sima Chang Tian, to Gu Man, this was simply a daydream.
Even if he could defeat Sima Chang Tian, it wouldn't be a matter of two or three moves. Without a dozen or even dozens of moves, it would be impossible to defeat Sima Chang Tian.
The next match was the only and best opportunity for him to do so.
He didn't need to instantly kill Sima Chang Tian. As long as Gu Man could defeat the five of them in a one against five situation, he would still be able to seize back all his luck.
What was even more exaggerated than an instant kill was winning a one against five battle.
Five people couldn't even defeat one person, what chance would there be in a one on one battle?
As for trump cards, Gu Man didn't care about them now.
In this world, there were still many fools. But even fools wouldn't give up eternal life and choose to live for two to three hundred years.
In order to seize back his luck, Gu Man could even put his life on the line. Unfortunately … this was only a competition. No matter what, it wouldn't harm his life.
Finally, the time for the third round was up. A white light flashed and Gu Man entered the Connecting Heaven Battlefield again.
Under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, when everyone realized that the Flowing Cloud Battle Team had only sent out Gu Man, they all cried out in surprise.
What was going on? Could it be … that the Flowing Cloud Battle Team had admitted defeat?
At the same time, on the Connecting Heaven Battlefield, Sima Chang Tian led his five teammates and arrived in front of the Flowing Cloud Battle Team's camp.
Seeing that there was only Gu Man in the camp, Sima Chang Tian couldn't help but frown: "What? Is your IQ only this low? You still want to play tricks? "
Hmph!
With a cold snort, Gu Man slowly pulled out his battle blade and said: "To deal with you Chang Tian, why would I need to play tricks? I alone am enough to kill the five of you!"
Tsk …
Curling his lips in disdain, Sima Chang Tian said: "You can't even take one move from me. What right do you have to shout at me?"
Looking Gu Man up and down, Sima Chang Tian revealed a mocking smile: "I have to thank you. After defeating you, my Profound Entrance has actually loosened!"
The current me is not only at the Ninth Sky of Nirvana Stage, but also a half step Martial Emperor!
Sucking in a breath of cold air, Gu Man knew that the reason why Sima Chang Tian's Profound Entrance had loosened was because he had absorbed Gu Man's luck.
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