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If not, it's great!
"Ahem, let me declare in advance that when my treasure is strengthened, it will be affected by the luck of the strengthened person and the quality of the treasure. There will be a certain probability of failure, so..."
"What's the point, we are all people with great luck, even if we fail, we can't blame you!" They are all the arrogance of the world, who would admit that their luck is lower than others.
Bright, what I'm waiting for is your words!
"Come, come, come one by one, don't rush!"
"It's broken, how could it be that the quality of this treasure is not good, come again!" Finally, the weapon of the Holy Son was the first to be broken, looking at the eyes of the people around him, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment.
However, what followed was that Kelly's business became even better.
Who would be willing to admit that their luck is lower than others, you are broken at +10, I am broken at +11, you are +11, I am strengthened to +12.
Unknowingly, Kay Rucker strengthened the machine into a special comparison.
"Ye...Yezi, is this a party for the younger generation? Why do I feel like I've entered a casino?!" Unknowingly, two people entered the venue.
Pang Bo whispered next to Ye Fan, it's not that Pang Bo thought too much, but the scene was too chaotic.
Ye Fan didn't speak, but looked at the woman in the crowd with burning eyes.
"Why does this woman look so familiar!" Pang Bo murmured, making Ye Fan startled, because Pang Bo's thoughts were the same as his own, and he subconsciously walked in the direction of Kelly.
That figure, that machine, and the familiar expressions of the warriors like gamblers.
Damn, it's kind of familiar!
Chapter 703 The Chosen One
Of course, crazy people exist.
Some people choose to sit on the sidelines after breaking one or two weapons and feel that something is wrong. The existence of luck is illusory.
It is said that there is a man named Wang Teng in the Northern Territory, who claims to be the existence of the Northern Emperor. He has the appearance of a great emperor since he was a child, and he is recognized by everyone as a person of great luck.
Great luck can only determine the starting point of a person, not the final achievement of a person, otherwise, the entire younger generation of Beidou aspiring emperors would simply admit defeat when they saw someone favored by luck like Wang Teng, and would fight for a piece of wool.
What's more, the so-called identification of the strength and weakness of one's luck is the word of the woman's family. It's hard to say if it's true.
Newcomers like Yinyang Shengzi and Zifu Shengzi, those who are weak in heart and eager to be recognized by others will chase after such illusory things.
Among those who watched coldly, some of them really thought so, and the rest were needless to say because they were too shy.
"Hahahaha, have you seen it, have you seen it, my Yin-Yang Son is the one who is favored by luck, and you will all be just stepping stones on my road to the great emperor!" Yin-Yang Shengzi shouted wildly with red eyes.
Fifteen consecutive strengthening successes!
How many times it was broken before this, and how many times it failed to be strengthened, only the Son of Yin-Yang who has strengthened step by step to this point can know.
Holding the strengthened Dragon Transformation Realm sword in his hand, he felt the coercion on it that was almost comparable to a powerful magic weapon.
My Son of Yin-Yang is indeed the chosen one!
Compared with the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, the face of the Holy Son of the Zifu is very ugly. Since the last time the Holy Son of the Zifu Holy Land died, the prestige of the entire Zifu Holy Land has plummeted.
Almost all of these pressures fell on the shoulders of this current Zifu Shengzi.
Now, he lost to the Son of Yin-Yang in the battle of luck again, maybe after returning, those old guys will bring up the matter of marrying the Saintess of the Purple Mansion and Saint Ye Fan again.
The Son of Zifu had an ugly expression on his face.
In fact, at this moment, the Son of the Zifu is still thinking about what happened at the last moment. Before he put the +14 weapon on, he specially took two +10 weapons as a cushion.
This is the experience gained from countless failures. Logically speaking, it should not be wrong, but why did it just shatter in the end!
The Son of the Purple Mansion couldn't figure it out.
"Handsome guy, it's already +15, do you want to strengthen it again?" Seeing that the group of big fat sheep gradually became silent one by one, Kelly curled her lips, and then asked the Yin-Yang Shengzi with a smile on her face.
The customer is God, at least until the other party has finished consuming.
The Son of Yin Yang looked at the sword in his hand with a tangled look on his face.
At this level, even the Son of Yin Yang actually found something wrong, but it was already like that before, and he couldn't get off the stage at all, so he had to fight hard to the end.
I don't need to care about gold or anything else, but this is my last weapon at the Dragon Transformation Realm.
The 'battle of luck' just now was quite hurtful to be honest.
However, this long sword has reached the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm, and it is only a hair away from becoming a powerful weapon.
The Yin-Yang Shengzi didn't really care much about weapons in the Dragon Transformation Realm, but powerful weapons were extremely precious even to him.
Even, if it can be upgraded to a powerful weapon, the loss of those weapons that I broke before can be said to be all worth it all at once.
Give it a go, the bike turns into a motorcycle.
As the Son of Destiny, I am the future emperor, so what is there to worry about!
Yes, that's right!
At this moment, a firm look flashed in the eyes of the Son of Yin-Yang. As the chosen one who will embark on the road of the Great Emperor in the future, he was actually confused.
It's really not firm!
With a clear goal and a firm Dao heart, the Son of Yin-Yang feels that his whole body has been sublimated at this moment, and at this moment, the Dao Heart of the Son of Yin-Yang is indestructible.
"strengthen!"
"Om~"
The Son of Yin-Yang looked at the booster that was shaking constantly like a convulsion, and there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes. As a chosen person, his belief was as firm as a rock and should not be disturbed by foreign objects!
"click~"
The crisp sound was like the broken glass heart of Yin Yang Shengzi.
"click~"
"I'm sorry, warrior, your weapon is broken." Kelly said in a regretful tone that she had already been familiar with.
"Impossible, impossible!"
The Son of Yin-Yang murmured in disbelief, as if he had received some major blow just now.
"I am the chosen one, how could it be broken, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, it's fake, it's all fake, everything is an illusion!"