On the island, everyone is fishing, and I am the only one who has obtained the epic talent

No matter how hard you try, you still can’t find it. When you get it, it’s better without any effort.

"I thought the first level might be restrictive for a genius with limited strength like me, but I didn't expect it to be a direct test of luck. Isn't this exactly my strong point?"

Mu Yu, who had signed a master-servant agreement with Bai Ze, undoubtedly knew that Bai Qilin had a unique advantage in this regard. Perhaps other strong men would be extremely lucky and achieve a four-digit result, which would be a shocking reversal, but for Mu Yu, it was not a problem at all.

Mu Yu's blue starry eyes activated, and he began to carefully observe how abnormal the power of the Xuanyu Stele to condense luck was. During this period, many geniuses emerged, and the visions they presented were incredible.

"Next, Luo Tiannv!"

Long Ba narrowed his eyes slightly. This was the first time he had shown a good face to a genius playing at home. Dongfang Shuo saw this and explained directly:

"That's Luo Tiannu, born with the holy body of a surviving Blood Phoenix. Besides being able to achieve Nirvana herself, it's rumored that she can also act as a cauldron, attracting fire-attributed masters of the eleventh and twelfth levels of the Demigods, simply to sense the source of the eternal flame..."

Luo Tiannu's slender fingers gently touched the depression of the stone tablet, and suddenly she felt the sky collapsing and the earth splitting. Countless birds and beasts gathered from all directions into auspicious clouds, and then transformed into the shocking and once-in-a-lifetime spectacle before her eyes.

A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix? No, it's even better. On the basis of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, many geniuses' souls and bodies are deeply attracted by this power, and they have the idea of ​​following Luo Tiannv from the bottom of their hearts.

"3999 Luck Points?"

Long Ba sucked in a breath of cold air, and was furious at Luo Tiannu's abnormal luck. He even said three words of "good luck". He said that with such a heaven-defying fate, she was worthy of being the direct descendant of the ancient phoenix clan.

He looked at the talented offspring of the Dragon Clan, the most perverted and the first of the young generation of their Black Dragon Clan - Long Zhan Ye!

The latter nodded, and then at the moment Luo Tiannu turned to leave, he appeared in front of the Xuanyuntian Stele in a black robe. The Xuanyu Stele began to slowly gather power, and in an instant, endless auspiciousness and white clouds began to gather, presenting the scene of nine dragons pulling the coffin again.

If Luo Tiannu was a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix just now, then this time Long Zhan Ye could be said to be a thousand dragons coming to pay homage. Many powerful people were watching this scene in the formation hidden deep inside, and they were all amazed.

In the past, the strong people that could be born from such strange phenomena in heaven and earth were definitely different from the ordinary domain lord-level backup. They were the pillars of various mysterious domains and all races, and were undoubtedly the highest level of genius and combat power.

However, the main gods including the Supreme Yang Lord and the powerful gods' messengers sat on the throne, watching the fierce luck test of the Xuanyu Stele below without participating at all.

Going with the flow and doing nothing is the plan of these powerful gods. As for the inheritors of the Ancient Dragon Clan and the Ancient Phoenix Clan who have just appeared one after another, they are undoubtedly blatant and it is too difficult for them to hide themselves.

The Xuanyu Prodigy Competition was progressing step by step. Depending on the names called, thousands of experts had been eliminated due to unqualified luck within a short period of tens of minutes.

You have to know that these are already the top and most outstanding in their respective Xuanyu, but now that the first round of the Tianjiao Competition has just begun, they haven't even passed the stage of luck...

Many people cursed and complained that the fortune test on the Xuanyu Stele was completely inaccurate:

"Holy shit, how could that be? I'm a Demigod of the Seventh Rank, less than a hundred years old, and you're saying I have bad luck?"

"Damn it, I'm so strong and vigorous, how could I not even have the gods' blessing on me at this stage of luck?"

Many geniuses looked at each other, feeling very dissatisfied and complaining in their hearts, but after Long Ba's twelfth-level aura and pressure swept over, the whole audience fell silent again.

It was the turn of Qilin clan's prodigy Qishun. He stepped forward confidently, slightly transformed the appearance of Qilin and covered himself with it. The aura of a tenth-level sub-god was brought to its peak, causing the numbers on the Xuanyu stele to continue to advance by leaps and bounds.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, feeling the space, time, and various rules and forces crawling in chaos at Qishun's feet. The phantoms of thousands of beasts representing different elements bowed, as if they had regarded Qishun as their king.

His luck index was fixed at 5521. His total luck was so immense, it was beyond belief! It was even slightly higher than that of the Dragon Clan's genius, Long Zhanye.

But Long Zhanye just snorted coldly when he saw this, because he naturally knew that Qishun was full of luck and even had the same strength as himself:

"It's more difficult than I imagined. However, the bottom 128 people in the overall ranking will have to rely on their fighting strength to decide the outcome. Luck and fortune don't mean everything!"

As time went by, basically all the strong men in the secret realms of the twelve regions had completed the test one after another. Even though a quarter of the strong men were unable to meet the standards, the highest record was still held by Qishun.

Dongfang Shuo and Dongfang Xuan honed themselves in the following trials, and both directly detected high values ​​of 1,900 and 2,100 in their luck tests, which were better than what Mu Yu and Dongfang Wushuang had imagined, at least ranking in the top 1,000.

"Perhaps it is affected by his own luck?"

Just as Mu Yu was about to continue his speculation, he realized that Long Ba had called his name. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he slowly flew up and walked directly to the bottom of the Xuanyu Stele, which immediately caused the trial participants who had just paid special attention to him to look confused.

"Holy crap?! Am I seeing this right? This 8th-rank demigod kid is actually participating in the Xuanyun battle between sub-gods. He's a poet!"

"What a shady scheme! This utterly shady scheme! This 8th-rank Demigod kid can even openly participate in the Xuanyu Tianjiao Competition. Could it be that he can directly cross the rank to fight?"

Many survivors from outside the Dongxuan Territory involuntarily turned their gazes towards Mu Yu. They whispered to each other, not hiding their speculations and ridicule of Mu Yu at all.

Long Ba was stunned:

"His strength is incredible, his Qi and blood are overflowing, and most importantly, this faint sense of destiny bursts forth... What is the origin of this eighth-level demigod kid..."

Long Ba muttered to himself, his perception sweeping downwards. After sensing the countless causal lines of fate on Mu Yu's body, and determining that Mu Yu had a close relationship with many condensed bodies of luck and might be a hidden disciple of a large family, Long Ba fell silent.

He watched as Mu Yu placed his hand on the depression, and just after it touched the Xuanyu Stele - there was a loud bang!

A mysterious white smoke swirled around, forming a 108-step ladder to heaven in full view of everyone. After the ladder automatically fixed itself under Mu Yu's feet, it continued to extend upwards.

"Going straight to the origin of the Great Dao, this is... a man of destiny!?"