Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 492 - 383 Crow Spirit Duel!_2

Chapter 492: Chapter 383 Crow Spirit Duel!_2

"Don’t rush, Ya, I forgot to mention that while you’ve been evolving, I’ve also made some small progress," Wu Xiaode said.

"What progress?" Ya asked.

Wu Xiaode snapped his fingers.

The Book of the Dead instantly flipped open to the page of the Shadow Followers.

A total of five Shadow Followers looked towards him.

Xiao Baihong, Audrey, Little Bone, Christina, Li Kunlun.

"Brothers and sisters, I need a bit of luck over here,"

Wu Xiaode said.

Xiao Baihong pulled out a dagger, and with resigned tone said, "You’re looking for luck again?"

"Not just luck this time, I need misfortune as well," Wu Xiaode said.

"Huh?" Xiao Baihong was puzzled.

Wu Xiaode recounted the situation and casually pointed to the feeble young man lying on the shore, convulsing.

Everyone then understood.

Xiao Baihong plunged the dagger into his own heart and spat out a mouthful of blood, saying:

"To that kid lying over there, I wish you good luck!"

He flipped the middle finger at the youth, then turned his head, looked at Wu Xiaode with schadenfreude, and said:

"Little Wu, the misfortune is yours to keep."

"No problem," Wu Xiaode said, arms crossed.

One by one, the people transformed into Bright Ghosts, completing the process.

At first, Li Kunlun didn’t know how.

Xiao Baihong slowly taught him how to stab himself, how to face the pain, and how to invoke the power of the Bright Ghost.

Li Kunlun succeeded as well.

Five Bright Ghosts.

Fifteen points of luck were bestowed upon the feeble young man.

"How much misfortune do you want?" everyone asked Wu Xiaode.

"Actually, I don’t really like misfortune. A bit from Xiao Baihong is enough for me," Wu Xiaode said.

"Okay!"

A point of misfortune descended upon Wu Xiaode.

With that, the gap in fortune between the two sides became sixteen points.

——Quite a disparity!

Even if the Crow Spirit on the feeble young man had a modicum of misfortune’s favor, it could not overcome such a huge gap in luck.

The Book of the Dead closed.

The next second.

The feeble young man suddenly leapt up from the ground, touching himself all over.

"Strange! Why am I fine?"

His face was no longer green, his body had recovered, and he looked to be in great shape.

Behind him, a large tree suddenly split open.

A girl walked out from within the tree, looking at him admiringly and said:

"For someone who consumes poisonous frog and Death Cap mushrooms without any consequences, you are recognized as the Saint Heir by our forest tribe. Please come with me!"

The feeble young man was stunned.

On the other side, Wu Xiaode stood on the water’s surface, suddenly feeling a stinging pain on his foot.

A palm-sized piranha leapt out of the water, clamping onto his toes, causing blood to flow freely.

"Ah, I really am unlucky," Wu Xiaode said, arms crossed, frowning.

Seeing this, the feeble young man’s expression changed severally, and he suddenly said to the girl:

"Scram, or I’ll kill you."

"Indeed, very assertive. Someone as decisive and ruthless as you will definitely become our leader," the girl applauded.

Another piranha leapt out of the water and bit Wu Xiaode’s butt.

He raised an eyebrow.

But Ya was delighted, saying, "Perfect, now we’re in the lead!"

Wu Xiaode reached back, wiped a handful of blood from his buttocks, and couldn’t help saying:

"To be honest, I’m not fond of misfortune, but it seems I may have the upper hand now."

He looked towards the feeble young man.

The feeble young man’s heart sank immediately.

Kidding, this was a Crow Spirit duel, something he absolutely couldn’t lose.

If he lost, he would be eaten by the opponent!

The feeble young man clenched his teeth and charged straight towards a tree.

Thump.

He hit the tree, splitting it apart.

The collision was fierce; had it not been for the Crow Spirit duel rules protecting him, he would surely have died.

Even so, the feeble young man was covered in blood from head to toe.

He spread his arms and laughed loudly:

"Competing in misfortune? Now I’m battered all over, what do you have to challenge me with?"

Wu Xiaode, arms still crossed, also felt somewhat troubled.

This Crow Spirit tribe’s duel was indeed too unique, actually a contest of who had worse luck.

It was fortunate that he had chosen the "Shadow Followers" as his rare skill, which allowed him to gain the assistance of five Bright Ghosts.

But seeing how frantic the opponent was, there was still a fight to come!

Boom!

As he was thinking, he saw the big tree that the frail youth crashed into fall with a thunderous crash.

A small gold treasure chest appeared inside the tree.

The treasure chest opened.

A fairy with green wings jumped out of the chest.

"I’m saved!"

She cheered and immediately noticed the bloodied frail youth.

"Was it you who freed me from a thousand-year enchantment?" the fairy asked.

"Not me!" the frail youth quickly said.

The fairy covered her mouth with a chuckle, waving her magic wand and saying,

"To do good without seeking recognition, you are truly a good person. I want to repay you!"

Flashes of light twinkled on the magic wand.

All the light landed on the young man.

The fairy said, "From now on, luck will surround you, and all the injuries you endure will heal instantly—"

"This is my repayment to you!"

With that, the fairy twirled her body and disappeared.

The blood on the frail youth’s head gradually stopped, and the hole in his skull healed quickly.

He—

Became luckier!

On the surface of the lake, another piranha leaped out of the water, biting towards the space between Wu Xiaode’s legs.

"Not there!"

Wu Xiaode frowned, sidestepped, and let the piranha bite on his hip joint.

He now had three piranhas on him.

Seeing this, the frail youth gradually became frantic.

He had become invulnerable, whereas his opponent now had three piranhas on him!

What to do?

The frail youth gritted his teeth, suddenly rushed forward, and swung out a sharp Air Blade, cutting the young girl in two.

"Hahaha, I am your forest clan’s mortal enemy!"

"Come on, kill me!"

The frail youth roared madly.

Suddenly, applause erupted all around.

All the trees came to life, bowing down to him in unison.

A towering ancient tree spoke in a deep voice,

"Thank you for saving us."

"The girl just now was a Demon in disguise. She controlled us and tried to bewitch you, but now you’ve killed her!"

The frail youth was stunned.

He looked around and saw all the great trees kneeling, murmuring as if to cast some blessing upon him.

Blessing—

Damn, he’d already been blessed by a fairy.

Was he now to be blessed by the forest clan too?

What about his misfortune?

What about the duel?

"I killed you!"

The frail youth roared, swinging out an Air Blade with both hands, splitting the towering ancient tree in two.

Silence fell around.

Wu Xiaode stood on the water’s surface, arms crossed, and muttered, "He’s really going for it."

"He’s a formidable opponent," Ya said earnestly.

"But my luck isn’t that easy to neutralize," Wu Xiaode said.

Slash.

Another piranha leaped out of the water, biting his ear.

There was a new change in the field.

All the giant trees let out a high-pitched cheer.

This time they were kneeling on both knees.

"Thank you, young man, the ancient tree just now was the tyrannical Forest King, and you killed it!"

"Now, please ascend to the throne!"

"—You shall be crowned the new king amidst our blessings!"

"Bless you!"

The trees said in unison.

Blessing after blessing landed on the frail youth.

"No... don’t..."

He said with a pale face.

But it was no use, all the beams of light entered his body.