A sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth.
He knew in his heart that although the luck value of the last totem pole was quite high, it was not exaggerated.
The luck value rewarded by the last totem pole is about 200,000, which is equivalent to the totem pole on Tiandu Island.
The reason why he has a luck value of about 800,000 is because he killed more than a dozen geniuses from the Blood Sword Continent.
Among the geniuses of the Blood Knife Continent, two are equivalent to the top ten on the Thousand Talents List. Each of them contributed more than 100,000 luck points to him, plus the others' and the previous ones, so
Only Lu Ming can obtain 800,000 luck points.
But Emperor Shen, Luo Tian, Wang Fentian and others didn't know. They believed that the last totem pole would definitely reward a huge amount of luck, which was why Lu Ming had such a huge luck value.
All around, others suddenly realized.
"I see. How could a little beast like Lu Ming get so much luck? It turns out he fished in troubled waters and used despicable means to get it!"
The head of the Wang family sneered.
"What's the use of this? Wait for the fate battle, he won't be able to keep it at all, countless people will be watching him, his luck will still be taken away!"
The head of the Jiang family also sneered.
Sure enough, at this moment on the battlefield, pairs of eyes were staring at Lu Ming with greedy light.
The top ten, the top twenty, even the top thirty on the Thousand Talents List, and even the newly rising geniuses, as well as the geniuses from Tianyao Valley, all looked at Lu Ming with burning eyes.
It was as if Lu Ming was a piece of fat meat that everyone wanted to take a bite of.
With 800,000 luck points, if you defeat or even kill Lu Ming, how many luck points can you get?
Their hearts were beating loudly.
Emperor Shen, Ao Tu and others also have a lot of luck, but no one dares to pay any attention to it.
Isn't trying to attract the attention of Emperor Shen and others to seek death?
But Lu Ming just relied on luck and fished in troubled waters with treasures to get so many luck points. What is that if it's not fat?
Only a few people looked seriously.
Ruli Tiange, Nangongbo.
They have all fought against Lu Ming and know how powerful he is.
Especially Nangong Bo. Even he was defeated by Lu Ming. After that, nearly half a year passed. Lu Ming must have become stronger. This fat meat may not be delicious.
However, Nangong Bo's defeat to Lu Ming was not spread out, and almost no one knew about it.
Therefore, there are very few people who know about Lu Ming's combat power, except for everyone from the Fu Puppet Sect.
Many people in the Fu Puppet Sect had sneers on their lips.
They have seen Lu Ming's powerful combat power. He killed several geniuses in the Blood Knife Continent who were in the top ten of the Thousand Pride List. Lu Ming was not a fat man, but a knife that could kill people.
When they see Lu Ming's display of combat prowess, what kind of expression will they have?
Many disciples of Fu Puppet Sect looked expectant.
However, deep down in their hearts, they still have some worries.
Although Lu Ming is strong, he is very dangerous to God God, Ao Tu, and Blood Sword.
After Lu Ming stepped on, there was no one else behind him.
And the number of people who are qualified to compete for luck have also come out.
There are about a thousand people who can turn their luck into a python.
There are about three hundred people whose luck turns into dragons.
There are only about 60 people who are lucky enough to transform into dragons.
The sixty people include the geniuses of Tianyao Valley as well as the newly rising geniuses. Therefore, only the top thirty or so geniuses on the Thousand Geniuses List can reach it.
Of course, there will be exceptions.
Some people ranked lower in the list have achieved it, while some people ranked in the top 30 have not.
Buzz!
At this time, the battle platform shook slightly and glowed with light.
"The battle stage is about to transform into a battlefield, let's go to the stands first!"
Someone shouted, flying towards the surrounding stands.
The geniuses on the battlefield flashed and flew to the surrounding battlefields, landing in their respective areas of influence.
In an instant, there was no one on the battlefield.
Buzz!
The battle platform glowed, and eight bubble-like semicircular light masks suddenly appeared, dividing the entire battle platform into eight pieces.
In the photomask, mountains, rivers and rivers slowly appeared, just like in the evolving world.
Everyone has long known this.
Wait a moment, eight different areas will evolve on the battlefield, forming eight battlefields.
All young people on the scene who are lucky enough to transform into a python or above will be automatically divided into eight batches and enter eight battlefields to compete.
As long as you defeat the opponent, you can get 50% of the opponent's luck, and the defeated person will be eliminated and teleported, and in the end, you can keep half of the luck.
Once you kill your opponent, you can get all of the opponent's luck.
However, the opponent can also admit defeat, but once he admits defeat, he will lose 90% of his luck and can only keep 10%.
It can be said that those who are weak are destined to be deprived of luck by those who are strong.
But it's not completely lifeless.
The battle for luck lasts for one hour. As long as you can survive one hour, you can keep all your luck when the battle for luck is over.
And in the end, the person with the strongest luck in each battlefield will be able to advance.
In the last eight battlefields, the eight people with the strongest luck are selected to have a final showdown and continue to compete for the opponent's luck.
That's why so many people were staring at Lu Ming with fiery eyes.
In their eyes, Lu Ming is fat.
Everyone watched quietly, it would take some time for the battlefield to evolve.
At this time, Lu Ming quietly came to Bai Shijin's side.
"Senior Bai, I have something to ask my senior for help!"
Lu Ming sent a message to Bai Shijin.
"What is it? But it doesn't matter!"
Bai Shijin also spread the news to Lu Ming.
"In the Battle of Fate, this junior obtained a treasure called the Map of Mountains and Rivers..."
Lu Ming sent a message to Bai Shijin. After he finished speaking, a picture scroll of mountains and rivers appeared in his hand and he handed it to Bai Shijin.
"There is such a wonderful treasure. Don't worry, I will definitely handle this for you. It won't take much time!"
Bai Shijin took the mountain and river map, then retreated silently, and then in a flash, he submerged into the teleportation vortex and left here, almost no one noticed.
At this time, everyone's attention was on the battlefield below.
Time passed slowly, and a few minutes later, on the battlefield, the eight areas covered by light masks were completed, forming eight worlds.
Eight different worlds.
There are mountains and forests, deserts, rocks, swamps...
Each of the eight photomasks is about ten miles in diameter, so from the outside, those mountains, forests and peaks are very small, like mini ones.
But many people know in their hearts that this is the Hundred Thousand Miles Battlefield.
Each battlefield is 100,000 miles long and wide, and the area is not small.
Buzz!
The mask glows, the evolution of the battlefield is completed, and a number appears on the mask of each battlefield.
They are one, two, three...
All the way up to eight, representing eight battlefields.
At this time, beams of light were shot out from the eight battlefields, falling on the young people who were going to participate in the battle for destiny.