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Feng Xun said, "As if that's not enough, you asked the ghost king for the Water Dragon Ball!0

"What's more terrifying is that he gave it to you!

"Xiao Wu, how can you be so awesome?!!!"

The others were almost as excited as Feng Xun was.

In comparison, Feng Wu was the calmest of them all.

Seeing the others throw Feng Wu high in the air and catch her before throwing her high up again, Dugu Yamo couldn't help but smile.

Feng Sang came to stand by her side and sighed in amazement. "Some people are just born with more luck."

Dugu Yamo's stomach lurched. She looked at Feng Sang and asked, "Are you saying that everything Feng Wu achieved is because of luck?"

"Isn't that it?" Feng Sang blurted out.

Dugu Yamo turned to look at Feng Sang and noticed the jealousy in the latter's eyes.

Suddenly, she found Feng Sang's face rather hideous.

Hideous? Dugu Yamo's heart raced when she realized what she was thinking. She couldn't believe it!

Before, she was just like Feng Sang. She used to be jealous of Feng Wu and kept telling herself that Feng Wu was able to do all those things because she was lucky.

Because if she didn't think that way, she would have to admit that she wasn't as good as Feng Wu.

But in fact…

Yes, Feng Wu was lucky, but she couldn't have made it this far on luck alone.

Dugu Yamo suddenly realized that she had begun to accept Feng Wu's success. What did that mean?

She was bewildered…

"What's wrong?" Perplexed, Feng Sang looked back at her ally.

Dugu Yamo shook her head.

She didn't know what to think. She couldn't understand herself anymore.

Meanwhile, Feng Xun had finally finished celebrating. Feng Wu smiled and said, "This is only the third trial, and we have four more to go. We'll celebrate after we reach the seventh floor and defeat the Chosen Team.

As soon as she said that, all the laughter stopped.

Defeat the Chosen Team and win the game? Was she dreaming?

"Don't you believe me?" Feng Wu smiled. "But that's what I've always believed."

Feng Xun clenched his fists. "Sure! We'll defeat the Chosen Team, and they can go to hell! Hahaha —"

The others became excited as well, except for Feng Yiran and Feng Sang. The two of them looked at each other, and both saw contempt in each other's eyes.

Defeat the Chosen Team? This little success had stopped Feng Wu from thinking properly.

"I wonder which floor the Chosen Team is on now. Their tasks are much easier than ours."

"I hope they're not too far ahead…"

Feng Xun cried out at that moment.

"Look! The fog surrounding us has dissipated!

"Wow! I can see the light on the other side!

"It's like seeing a building being sliced in half!

"The lights on the other side… They're lit all the way up to the fifth floor! What does that mean?"

Feng Xun cried out at that moment. "Look! Our side is only lit up until the third floor!"

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