All Chapters of Ascended by Accident: My Luck is a Joke: Chapter 61
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Chapter 60
The stadium was so quiet that the sound of a stray sparrow flapping its wings in the rafters sounded like a crack of thunder.Master Shen stood on the opposite side of the ring, his knuckles white as he gripped the hilt of his massive broadsword.He was staring at Dimas, searching for a flaw, a tremor, or even a blink that might betray the Ancestor’s hidden killing intent.Dimas, however, was currently staring at his own wrist, his fingers frantically tapping at the air as he navigated the glowing interface of his system.He had activated the "Glitchy Laugh-Track Generator," and now he was waiting for the results with the nervous anticipation of a man defusing a bomb.The system pinged with a cheerful, metallic chime that sounded entirely out of place in such a grave, martial atmosphere.Feature active. Sound projection initiated: 100% volume.A sudden, sharp burst of canned laughter erupted from nowhere, echoing through the rafters of the grand arena.It was a jagged, electronic soun
Chapter 61
The arena erupted into a chaotic symphony of confusion and awe.The strawberry-scented smoke began to drift upward, curling around the stone pillars like a ghostly dancer.Inside that pink veil, the situation had descended into pure, slapstick tragedy.Master Shen was flailing, his massive broadsword cutting through empty air as he desperately tried to defend himself against the perceived ghost of his own ineptitude.His feet, usually as steady as mountain roots, had tangled hopelessly with the frayed tassel of his own ornate scabbard.With a final, desperate heave of his shoulders, he lost his center of gravity entirely.He tilted backward, his massive form describing a clumsy arc through the thick, fruity mist.Dimas, watching from behind a thin veil of pink vapor, gripped his fan so tightly his knuckles turned white.He dared not breathe, fearing that the slightest movement would draw the gaze of the falling titan.He squeezed his eyes shut, listening to the world wait for the impa