Chapter 270 - 173: Lu Changyuan, Look at the Person You’ve Brought Up

Chapter 270: Chapter 173: Lu Changyuan, Look at the Person You’ve Brought Up

’This Wang Dayun...’

Lu Changyuan finally took a serious look at Wang Dayun.

Wang Dayun’s weapons were a pair of iron hammers, and he swung them with enough force to stir the winds and scatter the clouds. But any discerning eye could see that even if he managed to swing them into a dazzling display, it would be useless.

The difference in their strength was too obvious. Every move Wang Dayun made was effortlessly neutralized by Qiu Yuehan’s sword.

But what was dumbfounding was Wang Dayun’s uncanny good luck.

Just like now.

The Moon Fairy’s flash of sword light should have been impossible for Wang Dayun to dodge. But as luck would have it, there was a hole in the stage floor. He stepped into it and stumbled, coincidentally swinging a hammer that knocked the Fairy’s sword light slightly off course. He then conveniently fell face-first, getting a mouthful of dirt.

And just like that, he had dodged the sword strike.

"What Dao does he cultivate?"

Li Dashu also watched Wang Dayun, clicking his tongue in wonder. "I heard it’s the Thunder Hammer Dao."

This Dao transforms lightning into hammers, granting infinite power. Its movements are like a descending Thunder Tribulation.

Lu Changyuan stared at Wang Dayun. "Not the Dao of Luck?"

In the Cultivation Realm, there are many Daos that can never be entered through ordinary Cultivation Methods.

For example, Lu Changyuan’s Supreme Heartless, or the Little Fairy’s Time Dao... and the Destined Celestial Dao of the silver-haired maiden not far away.

And among all these Daos, the strangest one is the Dao of Luck.

It is said that those who cultivate this Dao are born with good luck. They find money when they go out, survive falls from cliffs, and don’t get caught having affairs.

But because their luck is too good, when Ascending Yao Guang, they must seize a portion of destiny from the heavens, making it extremely difficult to achieve their Dao.

Lu Changyuan had never met a Cultivator of the Dao of Luck; he had only read descriptions of it in one of Jian Guyang’s books.

Seeing Wang Dayun’s incredible luck, he had thought he might witness a rare type of Cultivator and had planned to study him closely. Now, it seemed there was no need.

’Perhaps he’s just a little lucky, that’s all.’

Su Youwan stroked the Red Fox’s fur.

She also couldn’t see anything wrong with Wang Dayun’s fate; his destiny line was perfectly normal. But her instincts told her something was off about the man.

’It’s probably because his luck is too good, to the point that my Destined Celestial Dao instinctively rejects him.’

Lu Changyuan shook his head. "There are many geniuses in this world, and many lucky people too. But in the end, not even one in ten thousand of them will achieve their Dao."

Cultivation is a step-by-step ascent to the heavens.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that everyone around Lu Changyuan was a peerless talent. The troublemakers by his side were either ancient beings or geniuses among geniuses. Even that Stupid Fox... was a clan leader back in Ancient Times.

For an ordinary person, reaching the threshold of the Fifth Realm by the age of forty is already an extraordinary achievement.

Li Dashu said, "I had great luck too, back when I first started my Cultivation."

Although most High Realm Cultivators liked to talk about the immense hardships and tribulations they had endured on their path, this pig butcher never felt that way.

He had already reached the Yao Guang Seventh Realm, yet he only felt that he had been lucky.

Su Youwan said, "Miss Qiu is making her move."

Qiu Yuehan also seemed to have realized that the person before her was a bit strange.

So she lowered the sword in her hand.

Seeing this, Wang Dayun thought Qiu Yuehan was planning to go easy on him, so he announced loudly, "Fairy Qiu Yuehan, are you looking down on me?"

Although he knew he was no match for Qiu Yuehan, he was unwilling to be eliminated this way. So he swung his twin hammers with even more terrifying force, thunder seeming to crackle with their every move.

"Young Master Lu, what are you laughing at?"

"He seems to think that without her sword, Yuehan has no Power, and that she’s even going easy on him."

Generally speaking, for someone on the Sword Cultivation Dao, losing their sword means they can’t use their Sword Moves, and their strength would indeed be greatly diminished.

If Qiu Yuehan were just Qiu Yuehan, and had only cultivated the Red Dust Sword Dao, then without a sword, she naturally couldn’t use her Red Dust Intent. For a Fifth Realm Red Dust Sword Dao, this would indeed be a major weakening.

But now.

BOOM!

In the blink of an eye.

Everyone heard a thunderous sound, but it didn’t come from Wang Dayun’s hammers. It came from a pair of slender, pale hands.

The Fairy had tossed aside her sword. Now on the stage was the Nether Monarch, who enjoyed pummeling her enemies with her fists.

Qiu Yuehan threw a punch, forcefully caving in Wang Dayun’s hammer. The thunderous sound was the very result of her fist meeting the iron hammer.

"What!?"

Both iron hammers were sent flying by the Fairy’s small fists.

A roundhouse kick followed in an instant, carrying the weight of a collapsing mountain.

Wang Dayun’s hammers had just been smashed out of his hands. In his shock, he instinctively threw his arms up to block the vicious kick.

But with a dull THUD, an irresistible force traveled up his arms and slammed into his chest, sending his blood and qi into turmoil as he was thrown sideways through the air.

His vision blurred and receded, and a sudden feeling of weightless falling overcame him. Wang Dayun’s back slammed hard onto the packed earth below the stage, kicking up a cloud of dust. The intense pain left him only able to gasp, his mouth open, unable to muster the slightest bit of strength.

The Black Skirt Fairy picked up her sword, spared Wang Dayun not a single glance, and turned to leave.

With that, the top three of the Celestial Dao Grand Competition were decided.

The following matches would decide the rankings for everyone outside the top three.

The top three would have a brief period of rest before competing for the championship title.

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"If I used a move that could have seriously injured or even killed him, he would have dodged it in some inexplicable way."

Qiu Yuehan was lounging, propping her head up with a hand. Her arm formed a soft curve on the wooden table, and her black hair, as if freed from its bonds, cascaded down her slender shoulders and the crook of her arm.

It was hard to imagine that the same delicate, jade-white hands that had smashed a man’s hammers to pieces didn’t have so much as a scratch on them, remaining as immaculate and soft as ever.

Lu Changyuan opened the doors and windows, allowing sunlight to shine on Qiu Yuehan’s hair. The gentle light cast a dappled shadow of the Fairy’s hair.