Chapter 1142: Unfortunate Luck

Qing Shen crossed her arms and watched Lin Mo in the sky, looking like she was enjoying the spectacle. Below, many disciples of the Four Elements Divine Sect were shouting and cursing at Lin Mo.

Qing Cang, on the other hand, seemed somewhat interested and said, "Kid, I didn't expect you to know the art of holy gambling, but this time, you've really shot yourself in the foot."

"Is that so?" Lin Mo replied casually.

"Hehe, I don't know about others, but your luck is definitely mediocre," Qing Cang laughed.

While a person's luck could vary, true geniuses generally had decent luck. The character Lin Mo was portraying as Zhen Ping in the Four Elements Divine Sect was extremely unlucky. Using holy gambling in such a situation was akin to seeking death.

Ding!

After a moment, a voice came from the sky, and everyone's gaze turned towards it. Their expressions slightly stiffened.

"Damn, he succeeded again."

"What's this? He always rolls higher numbers than anyone else. Is it rigged?"

"He's such a sore loser."

When they saw the rolled number in the sky, the crowd couldn't help but complain. Qing Cang's smirking face also froze, and he wore an expression of disbelief.

"Five points... How could he roll five points?" Qing Cang muttered. Someone with such bad luck couldn't possibly roll a five. It was impossible.

Lin Mo looked at the giant dice in the sky and furrowed his brow slightly. "Looks like luck isn't on my side today."

"He's bragging again..."

"Rolling a five is nothing to be proud of. Senior Brother Qin will still defeat you."

"Yeah, you won't be able to brag later."

The disciples below were not pleased with Lin Mo's comment. It seemed like he was boasting about rolling more points than Qin Feiyang. However, Lin Mo was speaking the truth. Even with just one-fifth of his strength, defeating Qin Feiyang would still be challenging.

The Sect Master, Lu Yuan, suddenly furrowed his brows and shifted his gaze towards Lin Mo, showing a hint of scrutiny. He seemed to have changed his attitude towards Lin Mo, ignoring even Lu Wushuang's plea.

"Humph, even though you rolled a five with your luck, you can only suppress one-fifth of Feiyang's strength. It won't make much difference," Qing Cang said, changing the subject.

Qing Shen also looked excited. "What can you do now, you rascal?"

Boom!

While they were discussing, Qin Feiyang had already been suppressed by the aura of the Heavenly Dao's luck. Although it was only one-fifth of his strength, he still felt significantly weaker.

"Indeed, it's just one-fifth of my strength," Qin Feiyang sneered.

"Defeating you is enough!" Lin Mo declared in a low voice. He raised the Heavenly Dragon of Creation and charged towards Qin Feiyang. A surging power radiated from him like a storm.

"Getting angry and losing your composure?" Qing Shen couldn't resist taunting.

Qin Feiyang carefully sensed his own strength and couldn't help but sneer. "Just one-fifth of my strength. It seems you won't cause much trouble."

"Defeating you will be sufficient!"

With a determined voice, Lin Mo's battle halberd gleamed with brilliant white light. Behind him, a white phantom suddenly appeared, with flawless and charming features. Her large, sapphire-blue eyes blinked, captivating anyone who looked at her.

Qin Feiyang's originally cold gaze softened as he locked eyes with the enchanting figure. In an instant, he became entranced.

But he reacted quickly. In the moment before he completely lost himself, Qin Feiyang gathered all the Four Elements power within him and unleashed it, trying to break free.

However, at that moment, a golden shadow rose behind him. The golden figure's arms trembled, and a powerful force turned into a storm of flames, sweeping through him.

"Humph, just child's play!" Qin Feiyang snorted. Although he had been somewhat flustered earlier, he had quickly regained his composure. However, just as he was about to counterattack, the golden figure unleashed a tremendous power that shattered his Four Elements protection.

Qin Feiyang's figure was sent hurtling towards the ground.

"Mastering the Ancient Martial Technique - Domineering Sweep of the World!"

In an instant, Lin Mo's battle halberd emitted dazzling white light, and behind him, a white phantom moved gracefully. An explosive sound filled the air as Lin Mo's halberd, accompanied by a powerful surge of energy, descended upon Qin Feiyang.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Before anyone could react, they saw Qin Feiyang's figure being forcefully slammed into the ground, creating a deep crater. Dust and debris filled the air, and the scene was so surreal that all the disciples of the Four Elements Divine Sect were left dumbfounded.

It all happened so quickly that it felt unreal.

"It's impossible. Senior Brother Qin can't lose like this!"

"Yeah, absolutely impossible!"

The disciples shouted in disbelief, and even Qing Shen wore a stunned expression.

"No... I won't lose!"

Boom!

Suddenly, amidst the incredulous gazes of everyone present, a furious roar erupted from the crater. Then, a monstrous force, like that of a deep-sea behemoth, quietly spread out.

Qin Feiyang's body slowly rose from the crater, and he stood up.

The crowd was ecstatic, and their stunned expressions turned into excitement.

"He's not going to lose!"

"That's right, absolutely not!"

Qin Feiyang's figure, though battered and injured, was still standing tall. The disciples of the Four Elements Divine Sect erupted in cheers, replacing their earlier shock with enthusiasm.

"Humph, even though you rolled a five with your luck, you can only suppress one-fifth of Feiyang's strength. It won't make much difference," Qing Cang said, changing the subject.