Sword Among Us c1-1268

by Black Swordsman Online

  [Yellow Dragon Boots: Increase movement speed by 10%. Increase Dodge Rate by 9. Increase Body Movement by 2.]

  The higher a player's Body Movement was, the faster they were. The higher the Dodge Rate, the more likely it was that the player would avoid being injured.

  Originally, Happy did not intend to buy Yellow Dragon Boots, because he had a pair of even better boots—Ghost King Boots. They gave him a higher increase in movement speed and dodge rate.

  Ghost King Boots were a little ghastly. The savage pictures on them would clash prominently with Happy's own temperament, which was why he naturally overlooked them. He even intended to sell them when he had the chance. After all, they were just a middle-grade masterpiece. Compared to the four-echelon supreme grade masterpiece he had used in his previous life, they were nothing.

  The entire Yellow Dragon Set could not be considered as the most expensive and outstanding gear, but it was among the better ones. Once Happy changed, he returned to the commission shop and deposited the remaining four hundred thousand taels of silver crumbs to buy high-tier martial art manuals.

  A messenger pigeon came flying at him at that moment. It was a message from Pomelo.

  [Boss Happy, I saw you. I created a batch of Dew Pills in the past few days. Would you like to take a look?]

  Happy's eyes brightened. This was truly what he would call someone feeding him food the moment he opened his mouth!

  He quickly contacted Pomelo and asked him to come to the commission shop.

  Pomelo soon arrived outside the door.

  Compared to the first time he met the man, Pomelo, who was now dressed in the white robes of an herbalist, looked in high and could even be said to be glowing. His attire no longer made him look pathetic and inconspicuous. When he saw Happy, he immediately smiled and walked over.

  "Boss Happy."

  "Hah! Don't call me that, it's too embarrassing. By the way, judging by your appearance, did you reach a breakthrough as an herbalist?"

  "Nah." When Pomelo heard his words, he smiled wanly and began to tell Happy his hardsh.i.p.s. "I've suffered greatly before this, and it's enough. Now, I've finally understood. If I want to make medicine, I have to do so according to the needs of the market. If there's no market, there won't be any consumers, and even if I created the medicine, I won't be able to earn much from it. That's why I've been creating Dew Pills over this period of time. I believe that this item isn't open to the market yet, but it should be soon."

  'Smart!' Happy praised him in his heart.

  Stopping and waiting for a while was indeed a smart choice.

  There were quite a lot of people in his previous life who had focused on creating Dew Pills to become rich. They had plenty of guilds to provide for them, and they never had to worry about money.

  But Happy had to admit that he was also a little disappointed.

  He had wished that Pomelo would level up quickly so that he could create higher-grade medicinal pills for him, but Pomelo did not do anything wrong. As of then, there were very few people who could buy higher-grade medicinal pills, or even pay attention to herbalists. All of them believed that it was a job that spent too much money and was too wasteful!

  "How many Dew Pills do you have?"

  Happy quickly composed himself, and soon, he became excited again. If Pomelo had been concentrating on creating Dew Pills, then he should have quite a lot of them in stock. Together with the four bottles he bought last time, he would be able to go through with his plan for high-intensity training even more smoothly. Perhaps he would even have some pills left at the end to handle his trip to Fox Cave.

  Just as he expected, Pomelo began to bring out round and clear jade bottles from his Universe Bag with a proud expression. "I have nine bottles in total, and there are a total of ninety pills. There are five bottles with pills at grade ten, and four bottles with pills at grade nine. How does the original price for the pills sound?"

  'Nine bottles!'

  Happy suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, brought out his money, and made the trade. Then, the valuable Dew Pills were his.

  Chapter 180 - The Beast Hidden in the Body

  Before he left, Happy told Pomelo that he was going to leave Luoyang three days later and asked him to come to the commision shop three days later and give him another batch of Dew Pills. Then, every single time they made a trade in the future, Happy would pay the deposit on his side first or they could form a trade through the commision shop straight away. Pomelo nodded in agreement and left the commision shop.

  Happy put away the Dew Pills and looked into his wallet. He did not have much money on him anymore. He then bought another batch of medicinal tablets from the apothecary nearby, summoned his purplish-red horse, had it run like the wind, and under the cries of surprise from countless players, he galloped out of Luoyang like the wind.

  A group of young men had been sitting around a table in a restaurant at the corner of a street when they saw a figure leaving into the distance in a flashy manner. They stood up in indignation while making a ruckus about wanting to teach Happy a lesson and destroy his dignity.

  "Damn."

  "Is that brat really going to treat Luoyang as his backyard now?!"

  "Boss, no matter what, we're the biggest sect in Luoyang, are we going to let that brat do whatever he wants in our territory?"

  "Those who want to fight against him alone, go ahead and march to your own grave. If you don't have the ability, don't start hollering that you want to fight him. If you have the energy to make a ruckus, use it to master your high-tier martial arts. Don't go believing yourselves great after practicing your high-tier martial art for a day or two…"

  The only man who did not get up continued eating and drinking at his own pace. "When he fought against over one hundred strong fighters, you were all still in your diapers."

  "Boss!"

  "Enough with your yammering. Drink!"

  *****

  Once he filled his stomach, Little North returned to the game full of excitement. He began to search for signs of zombies in the mass grave. One or two were not enough. He always looked for three or more zombies together and fought against them at the same time.

  Since the day he had split up with Happy, he constantly thought about how he should handle three zombies in one go. He had some ideas on how he should go about it. He was no longer at a loss and his attacks did not come out in a mess.

  He could already deploy the strategy of circling the zombies and have all three members of his party alternate in approaching the enemies to attract two zombies' view, gather their firepower on one side, and destroy them one by one.

  Even though he spent quite a lot of time in doing so, as he became more familiar with the technique, more skilled in executing it, and the realm of his Ten Thousand Poisonous Palms increased, Little North gradually became addicted to fighting in such a way. He also grew more confident that he could reach the goal Happy had set for him.

  He only managed to lure two zombies after walking one-tenth of a mile.

  'What's going on?'

  Little North was a little puzzled. He sent out his zombie puppets to search vigorously in a straight line. In the end, he noticed signs of activity of a large group of zombies far ahead of him.

  Oh, that was not right. They were not moving… They were all dead!

  There were around seven or eight zombies sprawled on the ground.

  "What the heck?"

  Little North observed the area for a little while and eventually came to a conclusion. The zombies seemed to have been deliberately lured together and killed at the same time. The punch and kick marks were all over their bodies and densely packed together. By the looks of it, they looked similar to… urk, Stormy Shadowless Kick!

  When Little North thought of it, he could not help but suck in a sharp breath. His eyes went wide, and he moved the next second! He suddenly increased his speed and charged into the distance.

  Sonorous and firm sounds of impact
came nonstop from the distance. The speed at which those sounds rang out was shocking. The swift fist and kick technique made it sound as if the m.o.a.ns of the wind in the area resonated with it. The noise came wave after wave, batch after batch, and Little North could hear it clearly when he approached the area. The closer he got, the more he could sense a faint force in the air preventing him from going forward.

  Soon, the black figures of seven or eight zombies appeared in his field of vision

  'There!'

  Little North's eyes lit up, and he saw rays of brilliant, grayish-white ribbons of light among the zombies. That light was the symbol of wind stirred up by punches from a skill set belonging to a high-tier martial art with a high realm.

  However, Little North had only been able to see rays of light a day before yesterday instead of the shadows from punches and kicks. Right then, he could see the clear shadows of punches and kicks from the distance. It was as if they had physical form, and every single one of them had a grayish-white ribbon of light behind them.

  There seemed to be a cruel and fierce monster hiding in Happy's extremely agile body!

  It used fists and kicks.

  The super quick speed made it seem as if Happy punched and kicked at the same time. His momentum was shocking, and the wind stirred up by his fists and kicks tore through the air around him. The fierce howls sounded different from what Little North had heard before.

  Usually, the wind stirred up by fists was without substance and only had an awe-inspiring effect.

  Right then, it looked as if it had come alive. It cut the zombies with great force and arc-shaped light hoops. The zombies could be seen being pushed back.

  Delight instantly appeared on Little North's face. It looked like he had been expecting that.

  Happy's Stormy Shadowless Kick had reached Grandmaster Realm.

  But what made him curious was: why was a high-tier martial art at Grandmaster Realm so terrifying? How could Happy's fists and kicks hit the targets nearby at the same time?

  While he thought about it, a few zombies behind Happy attacked him at the same time from different directions.

  Even though their claws, which had a foul stench, did not strike Happy's body directly, the black wind around their palms still hit him in a fierce manner.

  "Ah!"

  Little North s.u.c.k.e.d in a sharp breath, and a shocked look appeared in his eyes.

  When someone was struck by so many zombies at the same time, they would be injured badly no matter how good they were. When Happy challenged the zombies alone, he would never give them the chance to deal him fatal attacks. Was it true then that if the number was too great, it would be difficult to control the rhythm?

  Just when Little North was prepared to have his two precious zombies go up with him to help Happy, he realized that even after Happy had been struck repeatedly by the zombies, he did not show any signs of wanting to break out of the encirclement. Furthermore, after he was injured multiple times, he only moved slightly, acting completely unconcerned by the attacks of the zombies behind him. His fists and legs did not stop attacking, and he continued the barrage on the zombies in front of him. He just let the zombies attack his back.

  Little North felt a chill down his spine when he saw such a crazy and wild sight. He felt as if there were countless caterpillars crawling all over his heart. As time passed, he saw that Happy did not show any signs of losing, or even being injured. It was only at that moment that Little North realized that the equipment Happy wore seemed to be different from his previous gear.

  But right then, he was dressed in a brownish-yellow archer gear and gave off an extraordinary disposition. His brownish-yellow gauntlets and boots did not seem like normal equipment either. With the effect of his body fortification technique, he seemed to be able to negate a lot of the zombies' attacks.

  The wild and fierce brownish-yellow Yellow Dragon Set made him look like an aquatic dragon in the clouds when his agile figure moved about with ease. His movements caused the wind to howl and thunder to roar. He did not care about the zombies' attacks and just continued to attack those that were in front of him in a frenzy. His momentum was astonishing!

  The process seemed simple and mad, but only Happy alone would understand the dangers of it. However, he was also the only one who knew about the great rewards from it.

  In one day, not only did his Wind Spirit Spin increase in level as it gained EXP, his Black Sand Invulnerable Body jumped from the ninth realm to the later stage of the tenth realm under the support of medicinal tablets.

  Even though the damage from Mystical Realm zombies was mostly negated by his defense, which had increased because of Yellow Dragon Archer Gear and activation of Blessed Realm, it was still a stern test for Black Sand Invulnerable Body. Every single time the zombies touched him, he could gain the full EXP from their attacks. The more he was attacked, the faster his level increased.

  But in just one short day, Happy spent more than one thousand medicinal tablets and more than twenty Dew Pills. If he calculated the money he spent, he had used up nearly three hundred thousand taels of silver crumbs.

  This expenditure was something no other player could accept! But Happy did not care at all. All that mattered to him was quickly reaching the requirements to train Golden Bell Cocoon! Any price was worth it!

  Chapter 181 - In Operation

  On one afternoon, the students who were quite famous in the university appeared one after another in a small shop near the University of South China. Perhaps some people would be unable to say their real names, but they knew one another's in-game names in World of Martial Arts very well.

  NotaRascal and Puffy God showed up together. They greeted a few familiar faces outside the shop before they asked the shop owner for a room on the first floor. Then, they walked upstairs shoulder to shoulder.

  Soon, Tea Words and B.u.t.t Shaker walked into the shop while chuckling and in high spirits. They ran into One Circle at the entrance, and they went upstairs together.

  "Bro, you should cut down on your weight now. Look, you're fatter again."

  One Circle followed behind them with a gloomy look, not saying anything.

  Less than half a minute later, Phoenix Dances, Glutinous Rice, Young Yu Yan, and the three creators of South China Martial Arts Ranking Board entered the clean and neat shop under countless gazes of their friends!

  The huge event made all people begin guessing whether Beautiful Robes Faction would organize a major operation soon.

  After all, Phoenix Dances was now the faction master, and the other people were either the vice faction masters or hall masters. The Three Lonely Wolves, who had swiftly entered everyone's eyes, were also the three leaders of South China Martial Arts Ranking Board. Countless University of South China students who had gathered in the shop began to become slightly excited. They believed that something major was about to happen.

  Or else, why would the Three Lonely Wolves, who were very popular in the University of South China right now, also appear at such an event?!

  "Oh, is everyone here? Sorry about being late!"

  When he walked into the room on the first floor of the shop, Qi Ci looked around. His gaze stopped on the three beauties before him, and he chuckled.

  It had to be said that being able to sit with three great beauties made all the boys in the room a little excited, and their emotions surged.

  "Hello, our three leaders. I'm sorry for being unable to receive all of you at the door!"

  "Waiter, give us tea! Haha!"

  NotaRascal and Puffy God slapped the table and made a ruckus.

  After the previous martial arts tournament, the two of them changed their attitude toward South China Martial Arts Ranking Board and the Three Lonely Wolves. They were no longer averse to them, and when they met in the campus, they would occasionally talk about things that boys would say to each other when they were close.

  "Ah, get lost."

  Qi Ci regarded the ruckus of the duo with disd
ain, and the three of them sat down while the group laughed.

  Chen Fan liked the atmosphere. He looked around and asked, "Haha! Who else isn't here yet?"

  "Oh, we're just missing Rampaging Dragon. He seems to have contacted two new people. I heard that they have already cleared their master's high-tier martial art quest. I think they have some potential for development, so I wanted to use this chance to have them get to know all of you."

  "Oh."

  The group raised their eyebrows.

  Even though there were less than one million people in Blessed Realm, not many of them had cleared the high-tier martial art quest given by their masters and obtained high-tier martial arts. Those who did had quite decent abilities in the game and could not be underestimated.

  "Boy or girl?"

  "One boy and one girl."

  "The boy is in the Business Department, and his in-game name is Bloody Flying Dragon. The girl is in the Computer Engineering Department. You might know her. She's Xu Yao."

  "Oh, the Great Beauty of the disciplinary committee!"

  The group of wolves was very excited for a time.

  They already had three gorgeous beauties with them, but men were always insatiably greedy. When they heard that a beauty was about to join them, their emotions surged, and they nearly opened the door and looked out to invite their guests in.

  When the three beauties saw all the boys except Tea Words show their true colors, they put on disdainful expressions.

  "Sister Phoenix Dances, how do you think Happy will react? Will he be like them or like our course rep?" Glutinous Rice asked softly.

  When Tea Words heard that he had become a model character, his expression into one that said he did not know whether he should laugh or cry.

  "Do you even need to ask?"

  "Our beauty Phoenix Dances has already shown that she's willing to give Happy a chance to date her, but he still refuses to show up. From this, we can tell that he isn't the perverted type."