Chapter 236 Good luck is always there! ~Ask for a monthly ticket~)
Chapter 236 Good luck always exists! (Please subscribe~Please vote~)
Good luck +1!
Good luck +10!
Good luck +100!
When the stack of good luck reached 100 times, Goethe stopped.
It's not that Goethe didn't want to add more.
But the golden ticket hidden on his body is gone - although the golden ticket is just a thin piece of paper, the stack of 100,000 gold tickets is still a thick stack. Even if Goethe chose to place them evenly all over his body, 100 gold tickets are just one.
It's the limit.
More?
Not only will it be seen.
It also affects actions.
100 times of [Good Luck] is not as exaggerated as 680 times superimposed in the 'Martial Arts Fighting Secret Realm', but it is enough.
As Enmlek stepped down from the ring, and after the start, the Fabol nobleman on the opposite side rushed towards Goethe with endless ecstasy, and then... the sole of his foot slipped.
Snap!
The noble Fabol fell in front of Goethe like a dog chewing shit.
The Fabol noble was stunned.
The Fabol nobleman outside the court, who was already about to welcome the victory, was stunned.
The northerners, who had prepared for the worst, were also stunned.
Is this...a little different from what you imagined?
Everyone looked at this scene blankly.
Watching Goethe kick the Fabol nobleman in the neck, watching the Fabol nobleman being carried down, everyone was silent whether they hoped that Goethe would win or that Goethe would lose.
what happened?
Everyone is asking in their hearts.
Even Donald Dot is in a state of confusion.
But immediately, this young man from the Rose family came back to his senses.
"Go on!"
he shouted loudly.
Immediately another Fabol noble came to power.
Different from the ecstasy of the previous one, this member from the Dark Lotus family showed caution from the moment he took the stage. He moved slowly around Goethe.
The dagger in his hand was hidden in its sheath, and its sharp aura began to gather.
No one will doubt how sharp this dagger will be when it is unsheathed.
Donald Dot had no doubts.
But he couldn't wait.
He did not want Goethe to have any chance of recovery.
He made a gesture to the representative of the Anlian family.
The family representative immediately gave a low drink.
"take action"
Clang!
Under the words of the family representative, the members of the Anlian family were like sharp arrows directed at Goethe, and the daggers in their hands were unsheathed at an absolutely appropriate position.
Everyone in the arena seemed to light up.
The blade of the sword is cold.
Snap!
Goethe's [Spiritual Armor Technique] was directly destroyed.
The dagger continued to move forward with almost no hesitation.
But a blaze of flames filled the front of this member of the Anlian family.
The power of the flames was enough to shatter ordinary people to pieces, but for this member of the Dark Lotus family, it was basically useless and could only block his sight.
But at this moment, a strong aura of death appeared in the heart of this member of the Dark Lotus family.
Goethe's whole body hit him like a cannonball.
Without thinking, he retreated.
But, it's too late!
Just as he was about to retreat, the member of the Anlian family felt a pain in his toe.
Subconsciously, the other person lowered his head.
Then he saw that Goethe had already stepped on his toes.
when?
The other party was stunned.
And these were the other party's last thoughts.
The next moment——
Bang!
Click!
Goethe's shoulder was like a battering ram, slamming into the chest of this member of the Dark Lotus family. The opponent's toes were stepped on, and he withstood the blow without any room for turning, and his sternum was shattered on the spot.
The broken bones pierced into the internal organs, mixed with the residual strength, shattering everything in the chest cavity, and then broke out.
puff!
The back of this member of the Dark Lotus family almost exploded.
The body fell to the ground.
Goethe was covered in blood.
Ordinary people would definitely be frightened when they see this scene.
But Donald Dot smiled.
Goethe was no longer spotless.
Goethe was stained with the blood of his enemy.
What does this mean?
It shows that Goethe’s physical strength is really exhausted!
"continue!"
"Don't stop!"
The young man from the Rose family said loudly.
Immediately, the angry eyes of the people in the north turned to this place, and greetings from three generations of the young man's maternal relatives followed.
Margareta also glared at this.
As the second daughter of the Tulip family, she cannot curse.
However, she believed that Sila, that idiot, could definitely curse.
But when she turned to look at the window sill of the box next to her, the second daughter of the Tulip family was stunned.
Silla was still lying at the window.
There is no change in posture.
But there was a look in her eyes that she had never seen before.
Sharp?
There are some, but they are not outstanding.
Cold?
There is some, but it's not bone-chilling.
There's nothing majestic about it, just calmness.
It's like a deep pool with no wind or waves, but no bottom.
Moreover, I don’t know why, when the second daughter of the Tulip family sees these eyes, she always feels a little scared. Her face is obviously still that of a fool, but when her eyes lack ‘wisdom’, she is a little afraid to look directly at him.
What's going on?
The second daughter of the Tulip family frowned slightly.
Silla looked at the frowning second daughter of the Tulip family, but smiled slightly.
She continued to lie at the window.
She continued to look at Donald Dot.
The young man from the Rose family did not notice such scrutiny. He was looking at the ring with all his concentration - a member of the Violet family entered the ring.
Holding the sword in his hand, this member of the Violet family looked solemn, but there was deep helplessness in his eyes.
If possible, he doesn't want to be on stage.
He saw all the previous deaths.
He doesn't want to die.
But, he had to go on stage.
When you enjoy the rights given by your family, you naturally have to fulfill your obligations - when you don't want to fulfill your obligations, your family contract will help you fulfill the corresponding obligations.
Just like those guys before?
Are you really brave and fearless, willing to abandon everything for the sake of family honor?
not really.
I just don't have a choice.
well!
The member of the Violet family sighed in his heart again. He pulled out his long sword. With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword covered Goethe's vital parts.
The sword is fierce and sharp.
But, there is no murderous intent.
The other party's heart is not firm.
Swords are naturally weak.
This was not the first time that Goethe had seen such an opponent, and Goethe, who also possessed an expert level [cold weapon and long sword], found the flaw in it in an instant.
He raised his hand and flicked hard on the side of the opponent's sword spine.
bite!
Amidst the crisp sound of metal, the opponent's seemingly ferocious sword force was instantly broken.
In fact, the opponent couldn't even hold the sword.
Bang!
Before the crisp sound could end, the long sword fell onto the ring, and then Goethe punched the opponent in the chest, causing the opponent to fall out of the ring.
The member of the Violet family fell to the ground clutching his chest.
But there was no regret or regret on his face.
All I have is the joy of surviving the disaster.
He is not dead!
This is so great!
A stretcher appeared and the member of the Violet family was carried off. The seven Fabol nobles who were about to take the stage looked at this scene with deep thoughts.
Donald Dot's eyes suddenly became sharp.
The punch he just punched could clearly kill his opponent, but he didn't kill him. What Goethe wanted to do, this young man from the Rose family could see through it at a glance.
Destroy the will of the remaining people on stage!
Let those on stage who have no hope of living see the possibility of 'surviving'.
"Damn it!"
A reckless man who only knows how to fight is not to be feared.
The scary thing is that reckless people can also use their brains.
Donald Dot thought of this and without any hesitation, he was about to use his trump card immediately, but at this moment, an invisible force hit his chest.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Donald Dot took a few steps back and sat directly on the sofa.
Donald Dot slid the sofa to the door of the box and then stopped.
When this young man from the Rose family stood up, not only was his face pale, but the sofa beneath him immediately fell apart.
"My lord? My lord?"
The surrounding servants immediately gathered around.
"fine!"
"Something unexpected happened!"
Donald Dot waved his hand, but there was unconcealable horror in his eyes, because just when he was knocked down by the invisible force, a voice sounded in his ears——
"Things that happen in the arena will be resolved in the arena."
"If you dare to use outside tactics, I will kill you."
The voice is deep, rich and powerful.
It's Archduke Scrooge.
Donald Dot can recognize such a sound instantly.
It is precisely because of this.
He was so horrified.
Although Fabol's extraordinary power system is not the same as Tesin's, Tesin's power system is naturally clear to him as a person who is specially trained by the Rose family.
To be able to do this is...
legend!
Donald Dot's heart sank.
Donald Dot knows what the legend represents.
That is a crushing of high-end combat power!
This is not good news for Fabol!
Although the extraordinary power system is different, and the number of people who have awakened Fabol's bloodline exceeds that of Tesin, there is not much difference between the two sides in terms of high-end combat power.
It can even be said that it is maintained at a relatively balanced level.
Now the balance is broken!
This news must be spread back home!
Your Majesty must know this news!
Thinking of this, Donald Dot reached into his pocket, took out a crystal, and imprinted the thoughts in his heart into it.
Every night, Faber VII would check the communication crystal for messages.
In other words, Fabol VII will get the news tonight.
Then, the trapping of the Tulip family will be suspended!
After a legend appears in the north, Fabol must stop the internal strife.
At this time, Donald Dot even wanted to stop the following arena match.
Originally, in order to trap and kill the Tulip family, Fabol cooperated with mobilizing a large number of bloodline awakeners. As long as the plan was successful, these bloodline people would die. For Fabol, as long as the high-end strong ones are still alive, then it will be possible.
If you have many children and grandchildren, there will definitely be those who have awakened their bloodline again, and it will take less than a few years to make up for the shortcomings.
But things are different now.
A legend!
Enough to change everything!
Donald Dot returned to the window again and looked at Goethe on the ring.
Just now, three more members of the Fabol noble family were carried down.
Use a stretcher.
Although seriously injured, he is still alive.
With the member of the Violet family as a role model, the remaining contestants seemed to have found the 'way to survive in life'. Each one seemed to work hard, but they all accepted it.
Especially after discovering Goethe's cooperation, these remaining Fabol noble players worked harder and harder.
Just like the current members of the Thorn family, after punching out with great force and seemingly in a methodical manner, the moment Goethe raised his hand, he flew out.
After falling to the ground, he vomited blood profusely.
Ordinary people may not be able to see clearly, but Donald Dot can see clearly that Goethe's punch did not hit the opponent at all, and even the blood vomiting was forced by him.
"well."
"What a lucky guy!"
This young man from the Rose family couldn't help but sigh with envy.
I not only envy Goethe's talent, but also envy Goethe's elders who have legendary level power.
The latter is far more important than the former.
And how can we have the latter?
Depends on luck.
Also sighing together was Dortnil Mag.
Unlike Donald Dotter who lamented Goethe's luck.
Dortnir Mag is lamenting the "fall" of green vines, lilies, thorns, violets, and dark lotus.
"After becoming one of the five major families, we have already lost our enterprising spirit."
"Bound by a 'contract', it seems unbreakable."
"But it also caused the family to lose its 'potential'..."
"Isn't that the same with tulips?"
Dortnil Mag closed his eyes slightly.
As the eldest son of the Tulip family, he had long felt the rotten atmosphere spreading within the family. At some point, the Tulip family lost its due vitality.
Everyone is choosing a more comfortable lifestyle.
Even those who have awakened their bloodline are no exception.
And this was also an important reason for the eldest son of the Tulip family to agree to his father's plan.
Because he believes that only external stimulation can revitalize the tulip family.
And now it seems?
We must speed up the progress again!
When most of the bloodline awakeners like second-level professionals were transferred away from Fabol, everything turned into a purely high-end battlefield.
And the tulip that unites the five families of green vine, lily, thorn, violet, and dark lotus will definitely succeed!
More importantly, without others intervening, the choice of high-end battlefield becomes optional, so that when the victory is won, the Tulip family can obtain a complete Fabol.
As for failure?
It's also possible.
But it's not very likely.
After all, the high-end combat force has an absolute advantage!
Tulip will definitely win!
Dortnil Mag clenched his fists.
In the Arena of Bear Castle, two young men from the Rose family and the Tulip family have their own hidden agendas.
But the tense atmosphere in the arena gradually dissipated.
The cheers from the people around him were still there.
But in the corner, Dirkmo was gritting his teeth.
He looked at Goethe on the ring, who was clearly in a desperate situation but was becoming more and more relaxed, and his eyes almost burst out with fire.
"waste!"
"It's all trash!"
"The trash who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"
The head of the Knights of the Rose roared in his heart.
Anger made it difficult for him to control his emotions again.
And his out-of-control emotions made him choose to take risks.
"Although we are still a little short of fully mastering this power, it should be more than enough to deal with a Goethe!"
Dirkmo's eyes were filled with madness.
He looked at the last Fabol noble who was about to appear.
A member from the Green Vine family.
Coincidentally, they were also the 'members' for whom he had made preparations.
An extremely obscure power spread to this member of the Green Vine Family, and the other party was completely unaware of it. After seeing that his previous contestant had safely entered the ring, he felt reassured.
The first few people survived.
There's no reason why he can't do it.
As long as he performs well enough, he can continue to return to Fabol and enjoy life.
Fabol's manor, fine wine, and beautiful women are all things he can't let go of.
And, he swears!
Never set foot in the North again in this life!
He even had the idea of buying a manor in Fabol farthest from the north.
He wants to stay far away from the northern border.
He doesn't want...
Um?
The member of the Green Vine Family, who was walking towards the ring step by step, was still making good plans in his heart. Suddenly, his whole body trembled, and his will disappeared.
A force that was unparalleled to him squeezed into his body.
This destroyed his will.
Almost instantly.
The thoughts belonging to Dirkmo appeared here.
The head of the 'Rose Knights' continued to move forward, exactly the same as before. With every step he took, he would become more accustomed to this body. When he walked to the ring, Dirkmo had completely adapted to this body.
.
He looked at Goethe and showed a ferocious smile.
Goethe stared closely at the last opponent in front of him.
When the other party appeared, Goethe's heart was full of vigilance.
After walking a hundred steps, half of them are ninety-nine.
Goethe remembered the proverbs from his hometown.
Therefore, the further back he got, the more cautious he became.
Even if everything develops in the direction he expected, it will be the same.
No one can guarantee that accidents will not happen.
Just like no one can guarantee that something different will not happen.
When he saw the ferocious smile on the other person's face, Goethe knew that he had encountered an accident.
"I have waited for this moment for too long!"
"I can't wait to twist your head off!"
Dirkmo said these words using the opponent's body.
Although the voice belongs to the other party.
But the tone made Goethe feel familiar.
However, Goethe didn't think much about it.
After several games in a row, Goethe, who had already recovered most of his physical strength, raised his hand and hit [thunder].
Rumble!
Thunder rolls and lightning flashes.
A bolt of thunder filled with destructive power struck down on the head.
Dozens of vines as thick as arms sprouted from the ground.
They twist and twist.
They rise against the thunder.
The next moment, they were gone.
The power of thunder tore everything into pieces.
However, Dirkmo did not die.
Even if the whole body is burnt black and the skin is torn.
But Dirkmo still laughed out loud.
"Is this your greatest strength?"
"It's not enough!"
Dirkmo manipulated the members of the Green Vine family and said this.
Suddenly, the people who were paying attention to this place because of Thunder frowned.
Even ordinary people felt something was wrong at this time.
Simlei Ke stood under the ring immediately.
He stared at the contestant on stage.
Then, he looked towards the audience.
There, Dirkmo was sitting upright. After sensing Simlei Ke's gaze, he immediately gave an angry look back - the same as before.
But this feeling of familiarity...
The eldest son of the Grand Duke believed that he would not sense mistakes.
The members of the Green Vine family on stage in front of me must be related to Dirkmo.
Almost instinctively, Simlei Ke was ready to stop this battle.
"Don't worry."
"Don't worry, I'm here."
At this moment, Archduke Scrooge's voice sounded in his ears.
After hearing his father's words, the eldest son of the Grand Duke immediately stopped.
He chose to trust his father unconditionally.
In the box, Archduke Scrooge appeared at the window for the first time - but everyone was attracted by the scene on the ring and did not notice it at all.
The Grand Duke's eyes fell on Dirkmo, and then he looked at the members of the Green Vine family who were on stage.
"Is this your secret?"
"But isn't it too easy to do this?"
"Such an obvious method is inconsistent with your style."
"he……"
"It should be a smoke bomb, right?"
The Grand Duke whispered to himself softly.
She began to think about various possibilities again, and at this moment, Silla next to her jumped out of the window.
"Uncle Scrooge, I'm going out for a moment."
Silla said politely.
The call "uncle" made the Grand Duke smile, and he waved his hand.
"Go ahead."
"I'm in charge of everything in the north."
The Grand Duke promised.
Silla nodded, bowed and saluted again, and then turned and left - completely gone from her usual crazy look, Silla was completely calm at this time.
"What a nice boy."
"You bastard can really bear it."
The Grand Duke said, looking to the side of the box.
A figure emerged.
Surprisingly, he is really Silla’s teacher.
"This is for her own good."
Silla's teacher said softly.
"fart!"
"If it weren't for the fact that you are this child's teacher, I would have chopped you up and fed you to the bears - there are so many paths, why choose this one?"
The Grand Duke asked angrily.
"To give her the ability to protect herself!"
After saying these words, Silla's teacher disappeared.
He followed his apprentice who was closer than his daughter closely, fearing that something unexpected would happen.
"The power of self-preservation?"
"snort!"
"Isn't it enough to give yourself an excuse as long as you are strong enough to protect her?"
"Isn't it good to give her a controllable danger, let her hone herself, and let her grow?"
"She must endure this pain!"
The Grand Duke, who valued his family the most, was about to spit on the ground as he spoke. But thinking that this carpet was quite expensive, he couldn't help but turn around and spit out the window.
The phlegm traveled a long distance and landed on Dirkmo's face.
Dirkmo, who was looking at Simulai Ke, subconsciously touched his face.
When he saw the phlegm in his hand, he became furious.
Immediately, an accident occurred in the connection that was not complete in the first place——
On the ring, the charred green vine noble looked at Goethe with surprise in his eyes and couldn't help but laugh.
Did you see that?
This is what he wants!
He wanted to see Goethe's surprise, anger and unwillingness.
"Is this just the beginning?"
"I will make you lose face in front of that woman right away!"
"certainly!"
"I won't just kill you, I must let you see with your own eyes how I ravaged that woman - in a special way."
The previous words were spoken by Dirkmo openly and honestly.
But only Goethe could hear the words that followed.
"Well, the current appearance is not suitable for fighting!"
"Watch my injuries heal!"
Dirkmo manipulated the members of the Green Vine family to find a healing seed and threw it into his mouth, but then, Dirkmo exclaimed——
