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“How… how is this possible!?”

Jian Wushuang couldn't accept it at all; his luck was actually inferior to a dog's!

Even more unacceptable, he had lost the bet and had to call Erha "Grandpa."

Call a dog "Grandpa"?

If Jian Wushuang really said it, then he wouldn't have any face left to continue in the Endless Continent.

But if he didn't, then he would be "unwilling to accept the bet after losing," and would similarly be scorned by the entire Endless Continent.

“I… I… You… You…” Jian Wushuang stammered.

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, and he shouted angrily: "Impossible! Impossible! Your luck can't possibly be stronger than mine! — You definitely didn't get this pseudo-divine artifact in the Trial Land; you must have already had it! Yes! That must be it!"

Jian Wushuang's expression became increasingly ferocious: "I knew it; how could you possibly get a pseudo-divine artifact in the Trial Land! — So, you were cheating in the bet! How shameless!"

“What the heck…” Erha was dumbfounded — This Jian Wushuang is too shameless, right?

“Ming Ge, what do we do?” Erha expressed — it couldn't handle such a brazen person!

“Hmph! Have I exposed you, and you're speechless?” Jian Wushuang "pressed his advantage," coldly snorting, "Do you think I'm stupid? Would I believe that a pseudo-divine artifact is so easy to obtain? — You, you definitely cheated in the bet!"

At this time, Zhan Wuwei's voice echoed faintly: "Pseudo-divine artifacts, are they hard to obtain?"

Jian Wushuang's eyes turned cold: "Zhan Wuwei, what do you mean by that?"

What does he mean?

The corners of Zhan Wuwei's lips curled up slightly, sneering; then, he stretched out his hand, and a ferocious greatsword appeared in his hand — the hilt was a golden coiled dragon, while the blade seethed with bloody energy.

“This is…” Jian Wushuang's eyes widened, “Pseudo… pseudo-divine artifact?”

Another pseudo-divine artifact?

Moreover, Jian Wushuang knew that Zhan Wuwei originally didn't have a pseudo-divine artifact!

“Zhan Wuwei!” Jian Wushuang shouted, “When did you get the pseudo-divine artifact? — Did the higher-ups of the clan favor you and secretly give you a pseudo-divine artifact?”

“Heh!” Zhan Wuwei smiled disdainfully, “The clan is fair! — This pseudo-divine artifact of mine was not given to me by the clan; it was what I gained in the Luck Trial Land!”

“Impossible!” Jian Wushuang shouted decisively, “Pseudo-divine artifacts, if they were so easy to obtain; then why didn't I get one?”

“What else could it be? — Because your luck isn't strong enough!” Zhan Wuwei sneered, “The stronger your luck, the greater your gains will be!”

“Impossible! Impossible! My, Jian Wushuang's, luck can't possibly be weaker than yours! — I know, it must be the clan being biased! Hmph! That's definitely it! You can't fool me!”

“Clan being biased?” At this time, Ye Tianhun's voice also rang out coldly, “Then, Jian Wushuang — please open your eyes wide and look carefully, what is this!”

Ye Tianhun spread out his hand, and a majestic weapon appeared in his hand!

“Another pseudo-divine artifact!?” Jian Wushuang was directly stunned, “Ye Tianhun, the clan is also biased towards you?”

General Jing Yu's voice followed closely: “Jian Wushuang, then look here again!”

In General Jing Yu's hand, a pseudo-divine artifact longsword also appeared.

This time, Jian Wushuang was completely dumbfounded.

If only Zhan Wuwei possessed a pseudo-divine artifact, then Jian Wushuang could still suspect that the clan was biased and secretly gave Zhan Wuwei a pseudo-divine artifact.

But now, Zhan Wuwei, Ye Tianhun, and General Jing Yu, each with a pseudo-divine artifact, Jian Wushuang was speechless — even he himself knew that the clan didn't have so many pseudo-divine artifacts to use for "favoritism"; then, the only explanation was that the pseudo-divine artifacts of Zhan Wuwei and the others were really gained in the Luck Trial Land!

However, what made the Jian brothers even more dumbfounded was yet to come!

Li Yuting and Li Shengyan, these two female Dao Lords, also took out "pseudo-divine artifacts"!

To put it bluntly — except for the Jian brothers, all the other Dao Lords had obtained pseudo-divine artifacts in the Luck Trial Land!

“This… this…” Jian Wushuang was utterly bewildered, “Is our luck so bad?”

“That's right, there's also Xu Ming!” Jian Wushuang suddenly remembered — Xu Ming hadn't shown his treasure yet!

“Xu Ming!” Jian Wushuang shouted unwillingly, “Take out the treasure you obtained in the Luck Trial Land and compare it with mine!”

Compare it with you?

Xu Ming just smiled faintly: “Is there any point? — You can't even compare to Erha, and you want to compare with me?”

Xu Ming simply didn't bother to compare with Jian Wushuang — winning against this kind of person would lower his status!

Jian Wushuang said unconvinced: “Ba Sha is Ba Sha, you are you! — I lost to Ba Sha, but I won't necessarily lose to you! Let's compare!”

“Compare?” Xu Ming smiled indifferently, gently shaking his head.

Disdain!

Xu Ming really disdained to compare!

“Xu Ming, are you afraid? You don't dare, do you!?” Jian Wushuang pressed aggressively.

“Woof!!” At this time, Erha's wings shook, and he shouted imposingly, “Good grandson, don't beat around the bush; you haven't called out that 'Grandpa' yet! If you're unwilling to accept the bet after losing, who would want to compare with you? — If you want to compare with my Ming Ge, call out that 'Grandpa' you owe first!”

Jian Wushuang's expression twisted ferociously. Then, he gritted his teeth and looked fiercely at Erha: “Grandpa!”

“Hahahaha! Good! Good grandson!!” Erha felt very comfortable after hearing this “Grandpa.”

Jian Wushuang looked at Xu Ming again: “Can we compare now?”

Compare?

Xu Ming didn't seem to have agreed to compare with him!

… …

Just then, the mechanical voice in the sky rang out again: “This Luck Trial has ended, and the strength of everyone's luck has already been determined! The person with the strongest luck is… Xu Ming!”

As soon as the mechanical voice in the sky came out, Jian Wushuang was immediately speechless — Xu Ming, is the person with the strongest luck?

Jian Wushuang finally understood that, from beginning to end, he was just a clown in front of Xu Ming! — And Xu Ming simply didn't bother to compare with him!

The mechanical voice continued to sound: “The second-ranked in luck, Dao Lord Ba Sha!”

Dao Lord Ba Sha is the name of “Erha.”

“The third-ranked in luck, General Jing Yu!”

“The fourth-ranked in luck, Zhan Wuwei!”

… …

“The eighth-ranked in luck, Jian Wushuang!”

“The ninth-ranked in luck, Jian Jie!”

“The last one, Jian An!”

The results of the luck assessment were all announced.

It has to be said, life is like a play!

The Jian brothers, who had their tails up the highest before, directly came to the bottom in the luck assessment; steadily holding the bottom three in their arms.

This luck ranking was completely a slap in the face to the Jian brothers, especially to Jian Wushuang!

And Zhan Wuwei didn't forget to add another knife: “Hmph! If you three hadn't snatched the Heaven's Chosen Tokens, who knows, our human race might have had three more pseudo-divine artifacts!”

“You…” Jian Wushuang was furious, but he was speechless.

The facts were right in front of him!

Of the ten Dao Lords who entered the luck assessment, only the three brothers didn't obtain pseudo-divine artifacts. If they were replaced by other Dao Lords, maybe they really could have all obtained pseudo-divine artifacts!