Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Hundreds of Class One Hall elites as well as the Shaolin Temple disciples who came up and down the mountain to watch the fight were stunned by the scene of Happy sending Wei Zhentian flying with one strike. They felt as if their hearts had just suffered a huge blow.
The effect of Outer Bound Seal was rather similar to Lion’s Roar, but Lion’s Roar was an attack that could deal continuous damage, while Outer Bound Seal was a psychological attack.
Anyone who saw Wei Zhentian being sent flying after that moment of dazedness were not able to react to the situation. It was as if they did not dare believe that the victor was decided in an instant when these two top-class elites had been fighting on equal grounds just a moment ago.
However, just when the Class One Hall elites had solemn expressions appear on their faces and stared at Happy, someone at the back suddenly cried out in surprise.
“He got up! Look! He got up!
“He’s not dead yet!”
The area burst into commotion. When a large number of people saw Wei Zhentian standing up in the distance in a rather pathetic fashion, they looked incredibly shocked, and they gasped in surprise.
“My god…”
“Is that guy even human?”
“He won’t go down no matter what…”
“I think that the palm strike just now can actually split apart a head made of stone. Is that guy’s head made of metal clumps?”
“Whew, as expected of a crazy strong person on the International Great Person Rank. I suspect he’s another Ralston.”
*****
“You nearly killed me.” Wei Zhentian was sent flying away with just one palm strike, and now, he suffered quite severe internal injuries. At that moment, while he wiped off the blood at the corners of his mouth, he walked over with a bitter smile. “Brother Happy, just what sort of martial arts did you learn? At one moment, you use this, and in another moment, you use another…”
“Didn’t the Prophet tell you?” Happy was not that surprised by Wei Zhentian’s tenacity. Right after he snapped out of his daze from the impact from Outer Bound Seal, Wei Zhentian avoided Happy’s attack and shifted Happy’s hidden force so that he can move most of the damage from Happy’s attack to the other parts of his body, which was how he avoided being killed with just one palm strike.
“It’s Xu Zhiling’s True Nine Words Seals, but based on what the Prophet says, you seldom use this move against players and Myth Realm martial artists.”
Wei Zhentian stroked his chest. By the looks of it, he should have a few of his ribs broken.
Happy smiled.
Indeed, everyone knew that Happy learned a lot of martial arts. He learned palm techniques, sword techniques, finger techniques, and during the later part of his time on the plains, he used saber techniques the most. Hence, it was only natural that the Prophet will rank Happy, who was a wild card, lower on the International Great People Rank. He believed that Happy was a pitiful, greedy person who will not be able to digest all that he learned.
But the Prophet forgot to check how he rose to power before he obtained all these ultimate techniques.
Skill.
In his previous life, he had already nearly mastered the way of martial arts, and in this life, all he needed to do was to achieve mastery by thoroughly understanding those ultimate techniques which were not unfamiliar to him.
This was not something hard for him to do.
Besides, Happy will never forget all the truths that he got to realize a long time ago in his previous life.
Happy had long since gained a comprehensive understanding of his strength, and at the end of the day, realized that there was a benefit to having an arsenal of different martial arts.
There was no need for him to make a distinction between his martial arts and deliberately choose to only take one path.
Nine Yang Divine Skill was his best weapon.
He can copy various Myth Realm martial arts as well as some of the normal martial arts. Once he gained a thorough understanding of them, he can change his techniques at will in battle and become unfathomable, allowing him to catch others off guard.
Shifting Stars, Joined Finger, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and Ten True Dragon Styles. He used these martial arts together along with True Nine Words Seals, Spiral Force, Heavenly Purple Aura Net, Undying Seals, and Eight Skills from the Well, which he copied from other martial artists and practiced in frenzy lately against other Myth Realm martial artists on the plains. Because of it, he had already honed them to perfection a long time ago, and he could use those moves at ease.
Happy was confident that he can handle different opponents, regardless of how strong his opponent was and how strange his abilities were.
Happy did not reply to Wei Zhentian, and Wei Zhentian also knew that Happy will definitely not tell him his secret, so he only smiled in anguish. “Brother Happy, you’re indeed the strongest player in the Chinese server. I lost fair and square in my duel against you today. But I will definitely win against you in the future. I will take my leave now.”
He wanted to turn around and leave, but Happy called out to him at that moment.
“Wait.”
Wei Zhentian was stunned.
Happy stared at Wei Zhentian and said, “We have an ancient saying in China that I’m sure you don’t know well. Do not do unto others what you would not want to be done to you. Sect Master Wei, if you come to the Chinese server as a guest and just want to spar to test your skills, I will welcome you with open arms, but if you do something else, as a Murong Clan disciple, I will uphold the principle in my clan of doing unto others as they did to me.
“I’ve also practiced the martial art that upholds this principle pretty well because I understood the principle. Once you leave the Chinese server, I hope that you can think about this principle carefully.”
Wei Zhentian sucked in a deep breath, and he nodded before he said, “Before I come to you for a rematch, the people from Dragon Sect will not step into the Chinese server again.”
Happy said nothing else. He wrapped his fist in his palm and watched Wei Zhentian turn around and leave.
*****
Once Wei Zhentian left, Class One Hall’s members were the only ones left to go up against Happy. The atmosphere instantly became grave and tense.
Happy surveyed the area around him with a contemplative expression. During the battle just now, he had already displayed his strength before hundreds of Class One Hall members. His awe-inspiring presence and the pressure he exuded had also risen to the peak, causing the Class One Hall members around him to avoid looking into his eyes when they felt their gazes on him.
“Why isn’t your hall master here yet?”
His voice was not loud, but it entered each person’s ears clearly. When he reached the later part of his question, his tone changed.
“If that’s the case, since I’m a fool, I can only use the method of a fool to deal with the situation. Once I kill off all the weak ones, I’ll definitely be able to force the strong one to come out.”
Under the fearful gazes from the Class One Hall elites, he wrapped his fist in his palm and saluted the area.
“My friends from Shaolin Temple, today, I wish to settle my grudge against Class One Hall. Please make things easy for me and take a step back, or else, my enemies might end up injuring you later, since weapons have no eyes. It’ll not be good for you.”
Happy’s wording was ingenious.
He did not mention that he will injure someone by accident but instead reminded them that they should not be injured by Class One Hall’s members. Not only did it make him give off a domineering air, he also treated the people from Shaolin Temple as his own friends, allowing them to feel that he was a very gentle and chivalrous person while painting Class One Hall was vicious and evil people.
When she noticed how cunning this move was, Xu Xin could not help but cover her mouth in the pavilion and giggle.
Once he said this, the Shaolin Temple disciples watching the fight in the area moved back, just as Happy expected, and they forcibly cleared an empty area for the fight.
The Class One Hall members were uncertain as to what they should do. They looked at each other at a loss and did not know whether they should attack or retreat. Even though they came with the intention to surround Happy, after witnessing Happy’s dazzling fight with Wei Zhentian, they lost their morale, and they could only look at each other, unable to come to a decision.
Happy had already displayed his strength, and they could not win against him.
Shifting Stars was the best in group fights, and the two hidden weapons elites from before already used their lives to prove this, but if they did not fight against him, were they supposed to move away crestfallen before so many Shaolin Temple disciples?
Silence fell among them.
At that moment, Happy brought out a weapon from his Universe Bag.
It was not his fourth-echelon Noble Sword. Instead, it was a divine weapon that made everyone be unable to help but cry out in surprise when they saw it.
Dragon Saber!
Clang!
When the golden saber landed in Happy’s hand, a buzzing saber whine rang clearly in everyone’s eyes, and Class One Hall’s elites instantly had their faces turn pale.
“Happy, I am Goryeo’s Do Jin, and I have come to meet you.”
