Chapter 1329

"Don't worry, you still don't trust my strength?"

Miss Luo Quan said confidently, and seeing this, Ye Zhining stopped talking nonsense.

Speaking of which, there were quite a few experts from other sects who came to watch the Sparrow God Championship this time.

After all, luck is a rare commodity, and everyone wanted to see how these contestants would rely on winning matches to obtain luck.

Besides that, they wanted to admire the Saint's appearance.

It is said that the Saint of the Universe possesses the most beautiful face in the cosmos, but most people have only seen her through screens.

She is indeed heart-stoppingly beautiful, and in one's limited memory, one cannot find anyone who can be mentioned in the same breath.

However, according to those lucky people who have seen the Saint in person, the Saint on the screen and the Saint in reality are completely different people; the latter is much, much better looking.

But unfortunately, although the Saint streams often, she rarely moves around offline.

Like meeting believers this morning, it basically only happens once a year.

The rest of the time, you almost never see her.

The good news is that she still has a Sparrow God Championship to participate in, but it's already the final, and after that, she will focus entirely on her pregnancy, so it is estimated she won't appear offline for a long time.

So those who wanted to catch a glimpse of Miss Luo Quan's holy face viewed this as their only chance, and thus the tickets for the Sparrow God Championship, especially for the first and second rows, were hyped to be especially high, almost dozens of times the usual price.

In short, the organizers of the match made a killing this time.

As for Miss Luo Quan, if nothing unexpected happens, she will be the biggest winner tomorrow.

Money and such are external things, but luck cannot be obtained through conventional means, and once luck is bestowed upon you, the benefits are truly countless.

For the sake of her own and Ningning's happy life, this is the reason why she is participating in the match even with a big belly.

Because she couldn't eat, Miss Luo Quan, thinking of moving less to conserve energy, went to bed early.

However, near five o'clock the next day, she was woken up by her stomach growling.

Subconsciously picking up the water cup to drink, she remembered she had a check-up later, so she put the cup down and picked up the nutrient solution Ye Zhining gave her to sniff twice.

Yes, this stuff can only be sniffed, not consumed.

It uses the aroma of food to deceive the brain, stimulate the stomach nerves, and create an illusion for the body that it is already full.

After feeling full, the stomach naturally stops growling, and it won't have any impact on the check-up results; the effect is quite good.

Of course, people with long-term malnutrition cannot use this; after all, if you are already starving to death, using this is equivalent to accelerating your suicide.

After relieving her hunger, Miss Luo Quan put on a normal maternity dress and arrived at the competition venue through the portal.

Of course, it was with Bai Xingwei's support.

Actually, she could go by herself, but Bai Xingwei said that wouldn't reflect the importance they placed on her.

"Saint, you're here. This is a chair specially prepared for you."

The organizer's person in charge waved a hand, and immediately had subordinates move up a strangely shaped ergonomic chair.

It is said that this chair can adjust its shape according to the human body to reach the most comfortable state.

Bai Xingwei has a few at home, and Miss Luo Quan has lain on them; they are indeed very comfortable.

Originally, she wanted to clone this thing and sell it on Earth, but because the technical content was too high and it couldn't be converted into technology for the time being, she finally gave up.

"Thank you, you really put a lot of thought into this."

Miss Luo Quan thanked the person in charge and then sat on it.

Soon, her three opponents also arrived.

Two men and one woman, including a child of about ten, an old man, and a middle-aged woman.

Yesterday, Miss Luo Quan looked at their intelligence; before participating in the match, they were all "Peerless Supreme" level players, and after the fighting during this period, they had all reached the realm of "Half-Step Ghost God."

Only this last match remained for them to step into that unfathomable realm and vie for the title of Sparrow God.

Looking at their expressions, each one was full of confidence; it seems they were determined to win the title of Sparrow God.

"Now, let me announce the rules for the final. To avoid the situation where the match ends in one round, this final will not set initial points. Everyone will start from 0 points and play four rounds in a row; whoever has the highest final points is the winner!"

The person in charge held the microphone and told everyone this new rule.

Miss Luo Quan didn't know this beforehand, and seeing the expressions of the others, they were also somewhat surprised; it seems they didn't know either.

But thinking about it, it's quite reasonable, because if someone had particularly good luck and won with a "Full-Hand" heavenly hand in the first round, the game would end directly, which would truly be meaningless.

So if the winner is the one with the highest points after four rounds, everyone will try their best to win big hands, and the watchability of the match will also rise in a straight line.

"If everyone has no objections, the match will begin."

The host looked at the four contestants; none of them spoke, so she announced the official start of the final.

However, what surprised Miss Luo Quan was that after the final started, her three opponents all closed their eyes, and their bodies began to tremble violently.

"What are they doing?" Miss Luo Quan looked at them, puzzled, unable to figure it out for a moment.

"They are gathering luck and raising a 'card wave'."

The system's prompt sounded.

"So they are charging up," Miss Luo Quan looked at them curiously, wondering when she could learn this skill.

"The host doesn't need to, because their luck cannot be maintained for a long time; it is only raised when needed. Maintaining it for a long time would consume too much energy.

And the host's luck is always at its peak; what hand you will win is basically determined the moment the card mountain is stacked."

"That's truly good news," Miss Luo Quan revealed a smile, and then just rested her chin on her hands like that, watching the three people in front of her do their pre-match preparations.

"As expected of the Saint, she is extremely calm no matter what situation she faces."

"Doesn't Luo Bao need to raise a card wave? The momentum of the other three is already visible to the naked eye."

"What's there to fear? Just wave while you touch; when the luck comes, just finish them off in seconds."

"Hmm... that's weird, but I can't say where the problem is."

"Don't be too 'wavy', if you wave too much, there will be problems."

"Damn, can you even drive on this broken road?"

"Luo Bao's calmness is truly calm; others are charging up, and she's just standing there blankly."

"What else can she do? Pick up the cards and look at them first?"

"Just replicate the lights-out one more time, Nine Lotus Lantern!"

"The Saint's Nine Lotus Lantern was because her card luck was too strong, even shattering the lights. You guys are just secretly changing cards in the dark; can that be the same?"

"I don't know why, but I seem to see luck on Luo Bao, but I also feel it's a bit blurry."

"It would be strange if you couldn't see it; a woman who treats heavenly hands like drinking water, how could she not have luck?"

"Don't talk anymore, the card wave has already risen."

………………

Just as the audience below was discussing it, Miss Luo Quan's opponents had already finished gathering their luck.

Behind each person appeared a menacing phantom of a mythical beast.

Behind the old man was a phoenix bathed in fire, behind the youth was a lion roaring at the sky, and behind the young woman was a nimble fox.

They all looked quite powerful; it seemed only Miss Luo Quan had no movement on her side.

However, these three all knew the terror of Miss Luo Quan's strength and didn't dare to underestimate her in their hearts, all starting to touch cards with heavy expressions.

"Damn, what kind of trash is this?"

Miss Luo Quan frowned upon seeing her starting hand.

One, three, seven of ten-thousands, two, four, five, eight of bamboo, three, six, eight of dots, white board, red dragon, east wind—four types of nine cards, and almost no consecutive ones. A "Thirteen Orphans" is almost impossible, and even winning a simple hand is somewhat difficult.

It's truly unlucky to the extreme; she can only wait and see what she draws.

Soon, after the three parties finished playing their cards, it was Miss Luo Quan's turn; she first played a red dragon.

"Kan!"

The old man opposite pushed out three red dragons, touched a card, played a fortune, and Kan again!

Touched another card, played a two of dots.

The old man's next player was the youth, who, after deliberation, played a one of dots.

It was Miss Luo Quan's turn. Originally, she wanted to play a red dragon, but considering the old man's hand might be making a "Great Three Dragons" or even already waiting for a hand, she didn't dare to play any character cards.

One and two of dots were already played, so there shouldn't be any problem with this three of dots, right?

That's right, it must be safe.

So Miss Luo Quan played a three of dots.

"Hu!"

The young woman, who had been quiet, suddenly pushed her cards forward. Miss Luo Quan looked closely and found it was actually a "Pure One-Color" of dots.

Although the hand wasn't big, because the old man had Kan-ed twice, many dots were revealed, and the young woman hit many treasure cards.

Calculating it, she actually got a cumulative "Full-Hand," losing 16,000 points.

"Damn it, even this can be a cannon-fire point."

Miss Luo Quan hated it in her heart, thinking she had tried so hard to guard against that old man, not expecting her next player to be the most dangerous one.

"I'm going to tell you one thing: being poor in this world is not glorious. I've been rich, and I've been poor, and I will choose to be rich every single time."

Self-drawing eats from all three parties; the score will only be hard to catch up to then.

Miss Luo Quan believes in her luck; even if it comes a little late, as long as it comes, it starts with a heavenly hand, and then she will self-draw every time, and the score will soon catch up.

Thinking this, Miss Luo Quan pushed over her cards and started her second round.

But this time, perhaps due to the influence of others, her luck was very bad; it was still several types of nine cards, with no hope of winning at all, and she could only play defense.

And her previous player, that child, had luck that could be said to be very good; not long after the second round started, he self-drew a "Pure Old Hand," making a big profit while also getting the dealer position.

In the third round, this child started a performance like cheating, winning hands in various four or five turns.

Although they were all small hands of one or two points, according to the rules, the dealer can keep playing if they win.

So the third round proceeded with one, two, and three extra rounds, instead of going directly to the fourth round.

This child was like cutting meat with a dull knife, expanding his advantage bit by bit.

And his luck was getting better and better; at first, he could only win small hands, but later, larger hands like "Small Three Dragons" and "Small Four Joys" began to appear.

Until the ninth extra round of the third round, the child's score had reached a terrifying 97,000 points, looking down on the whole field.

And the other three, except for the young woman, all had negative scores.

It was in the ninth extra round that Miss Luo Quan was lucky enough to win a small hand, finally stopping the child; otherwise, who knows how long he would have kept winning.

Finally, entering the fourth round, Miss Luo Quan became the dealer.

But with a gap of over 100,000 points, everyone felt that Miss Luo Quan had no hope of a comeback.

After all, her card luck had been very bad in the previous rounds; she only won once in a dozen rounds, and didn't even manage to wait for a hand in the others, simply failing in every round.

"Sure enough, winning heavenly hands every time will exhaust your luck."

"People can't be this lucky all the time. According to the law of conservation of matter, how lucky you are today is how unlucky you will be tomorrow."

"It seems today is already a new year."

"Damn, no wonder Miss Luo Quan's luck is so bad."

"It's over, it seems Luo Bao will be unlucky for the rest of the year."

"What a pity, if the final had been two days earlier, how could these rabble be Luo Bao's opponents?"

"There's no way around it; winning heavenly hands every time is not an operation a human can achieve. Being able to maintain it for so long is already like cheating."

"It's a pity, I can't see Luo Bao reach the top."

"It's already very good; at least she left behind her own legend."

"Indeed, how many people win one heavenly hand and can brag about it for years? For Miss Luo Quan, it's just a routine operation."

"When the time comes, heaven and earth exert their strength together; when luck leaves, the hero is not free."

"Good poem, where did you copy it from?"

"Miss Luo Quan posted it before the match; she probably already guessed the result."

"No wonder she was so calm on stage."

………………

The audience below all sighed, feeling sorry for Miss Luo Quan.

However, Miss Luo Quan herself was not panicked at all, because she could always feel her luck; it was not about to disappear as everyone said. Instead, she felt it becoming more and more vigorous.

As for the poem she posted, it was purely for showing off, meaning that her winning the match was just because God was favoring her.

It's just that she didn't expect it to be misinterpreted by these viewers as accepting her fate.

In fact, during the last round of the third round, she felt her luck reviving, or rather, the charging was complete.

Although her luck had always been at its peak, to defeat this bunch of experts, ordinary luck definitely wouldn't work; she needed even stronger luck.

To be stronger, she had to break through the limit.

So Miss Luo Quan consumed a bit more time, but the effect she was about to present would also be incredibly astonishing.

And now, it was time for her to show the results.

Fourth round, touch a card.

"Great!"

The old man opposite Miss Luo Quan couldn't help but reveal a smile; he touched a hand pattern that was almost all bamboo, and three ones, three twos, two fives, and three sevens of bamboo.

This was already a "Three Concealed Triplets"; if the next draw was good, it was possible to win a "Four Concealed Triplets"!

Even if he couldn't defeat that youth in the end, he could at least get second place, and that way, his face...

"Hu!"

Before the old man could finish his thought, Miss Luo Quan had already pushed over her cards.