My Luck

Hurriedly looking away from the mysterious smile of the Sect Leader, Zhao Luo again brought his focus on the battles going on in front of him.

"Phew, at least something good is happening here."

Zhao Luo commented as both Feng Ma and Si Chen were taking on the third and fourth disciple.

While Pi Hao was fighting the fifth disciple.

Even with an injured arm, Pi Hao was faring better against the fifth disciple than how the third disciple and fourth disciple were faring against Feng Ma and Si Chen.

Their fight lasted no more than five minutes.

All three had qualified for the next stage of challenges.

"Brother, hohohahaha."

Feng Ma with Si Chen and Pi Hao approached Zhao Luo with his drunk laughter.

"Good job guys."

Zhao Luo said to them as they stopped in front of him before joining him on his side.

Feng Ma looked at Zhao Luo's left and right and stared at Xiao Yu who was standing on Zhao Luo's right.