Sword Among Us c1-1268

by Black Swordsman Online

  When he found that his opponent had astonishing spiritual perception, he intentionally caused a ruckus to hide his true intentions.

  It was a killing move in which he prided himself, and he was confident that it could kill the martial artist before his eyes. There was no one who could avoid the offense in front of them while evading Xing Wuzui's shocking speed.

  But unfortunately for him, he faced Happy, and Happy had Nine Yang Divine Skill as well as Ten True Dragon Styles.

  In this life, he had four ultimate techniques, which pushed his strength to his previous life's peak. In fact, he had surpassed his previous self a little.

  When he noticed that Xing Wuzui had vanished, he subconsciously locked down on Xing Wuzui's movement trajectory, and with the speed of lightning, he charged toward the glazed tiles that were everywhere ahead of him.

  When Xing Wuzui saw that, he was delighted.

  While Happy went to face the countless glazed tiles that were like a curtain in the sky, he extended his right arm from behind Happy like a phantom, formed a claw, and went straight to grab Happy's neck.

  Whoosh!

  Petite Dragon worked once more!

  At the same time Happy avoided Xing Wuzui's ambush in that incredibly dangerous situation, he laughed heartily, turned and moved behind Xing Wuzui, where he formed a claw with one hand.

  Xing Wuzui was shocked. Right when he was about to react, his arm was seized. The qi in his Dantian region became numb for a moment, and he froze momentarily.

  That brief pause was enough time for the glazed tile curtain he had created to arrive in front of him.

  It was an attack meant for Happy, but Xing Wuzui was the one who had to withstand its full force. Soon, the sounds of the tiles shattering when they crashed into his body fortification rang nonstop.

  If it were an attack from a normal Inaction Realm martial artist, Xing Wuzui would definitely not be reduced to a pathetic state.

  Elder Xin's body fortification had to withstand his own attack as well as Happy's attack, and it trembled repeatedly. It looked as if it was about to sway and shatter.

  "You cunning brat!"

  Livid with rage, Xing Wuzui exchanged more than a dozen palm strikes with Happy.

  Boom!

  "Evil cult elder, you brag, but that's all there is to your strength!"

  Happy was intentionally trying to provoke him!

  The two sides exchanged blows in the air. One person used Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, while the other was an elite at the peak of Inaction Realm. Every time they traded blows, the remaining shock created a destructive ripple in the air!

  The magnificent golden palace was razed to the ground by the qi force brought forth by the two fighters when they clashed against each other violently. The roof collapsed completely, and no tiles could be found. Even a very sturdy beam was broken into pieces, which was a terrifying sight to behold.

  The great wind continued sweeping through the area.

  Once they got rid of the evil cult disciples nearby, the six fell silent and stood far away from the battlefield. They watched the duo fighting intensely.

  "Momo."

  After watching for some time, Phantasmal Shadow suddenly spoke in a sentimental tone. Her voice was clear and pleasant, and there was a faint hint of melancholy in it.

  "Now, I finally understand why One Emperor views Happy so highly and he treats him as his rival… Happy is indeed much stronger than Zhou Yu."

  "Zhou Yu…" Momo cast Phantasmal Shadow a faint glance, but did not show any intention of talking to her.

  In Momo's eyes, Zhou Yu was just a person who was slightly better at grinding. As for his strength, he was just a normal top-class player in a sect, and there was nothing special about him.

  "There is only one person who can be treated as a powerful rival for Happy in the entire game right now…" Perhaps she was being considerate of Momo's emotions, but Phantasmal Shadow paused for a long while before she proudly added, "But it will not necessarily be the case in the future!"

  Phantasmal Shadow's words caused Momo to snort. However, she still became attentive.

  "I heard that there is a group of people with a good background in other countries, and they have been developing well there. There are also elite martial artists in martial art centers set up in America's China Town, the martial art couches of various countries, and some aristocratic disciples…"

  While saying all that, Phantasmal Shadow had a sentimental look on her face. "Those people have stayed in other countries for many years, and some of them have no influence there, but others are very important in those lands. The appearance of World of Martial Artists gave them all a chance. I heard that quite a number of great fighters outside the country are preparing doc.u.ments to return to the country and challenge the China server."

  "I heard about this before as well. It seems that Thailand, which is southwest from us, has a group of boxers who have been causing a rather fierce ruckus and are planning to challenge the great players in China. There are truly some powerful ones among them!"

  Chapter 626 - Small Country to the Southwest

  Happy had exchanged three hundred blows with Elder Xing in the blink of an eye. During that period of time, the intensity and danger of the fight was self-evident. Happy knew clearly just how great was the damage from a martial artist at the peak of Inaction Realm, and he did not dare to be the slightest bit careless.

  He used his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with Ten True Dragon Styles, and he advanced as well as retreated as necessary. His offense and defense were perfect and executed with ease, and he became increasingly proficient with his attacks.

  However, as they fought, the weaknesses Elder Xing revealed grew smaller, and Happy found it hard to find chances he could exploit to deal greater damage to Elder Xing.

  The duo fought from the palace to the ground, from the left of the training ground to the right. Qi forces clashed madly against each other, and dust swept through the air between them. Dragon roars could also be heard nonstop!

  Bang! Bang!

  Loud bangs could be heard nonstop.

  Phantasmal Shadow, Momo, and the others were highly entertained by the fight. They carried the golden bell far away before they sat down to watch.

  'They sure are not worried about me.' Happy laughed wanly.

  If they joined the fight right then, they would suffer unnecessary damage and interrupt his rhythm, but weren't they a little too free?

  What Happy did not know, however, was that after Phantasmal Shadow and Momo watched the fight for a while, they understood that there was no way Xing Wuzui would win. As the fight progressed, Elder Xing's qi went down drastically, while Happy remained at his peak with Nine Yang Divine Skill. Since one side became weaker while the other remained at its best, Xing Wuzui was bound to lose.

  Phantasmal Shadow's words had caused Momo to become interested and curious about the current situation in the game…

  "Thailand?"

  "Along with some small countries like Vietnam…" Phantasmal Shadow's tone was very serious and strict.

  Momo frowned in puzzlement. "How could there be any good players in those countries?"

  No matter what, World of Martial Arts was a game for Chinese. Most of the martial arts that the people were familiar with were Chinese martial arts from the world of martial artists in the past and the martial arts from wuxia novels.

  Phantasmal Shadow clearly knew about the views in the country, and she knew that many players did not treat the players from other countries as anything! She was the same. She did look down upon them in many areas, but a battle replay some time ago had broken her perception that there were no good martial artists in other countries.

  "In truth, no matter where anyone is, there will always be some amazing people there," Phantasmal Shadow said. "Besides, World of Martial Arts has always been a place full of the unknown and miracles. Look, Happy is in Life and Death Realm, just like us, but we can't fight against someone
like Elder Xing…"

  Momo frowned a little. "Are you saying?"

  "If we have to say that Happy is a rare genius and someone who is suited for World of Martial Artists, how can you be certain that no other people like him will show up in the future?" Phantasmal Shadow asked while looking Momo in the eyes.

  "Impossible," Momo stated without any hesitation. "There will be no second Happy in World of Martial Arts."

  Momo knew Happy's strength clearly, and she refused to believe that anyone else could do what he did.

  However, with just two questions, Phantasmal Shadow caused Momo to falter. "What about One Emperor? How do you explain him?"

  Momo fell silent.

  Indeed, if Happy was publicly acknowledged as the strongest player in the game, then One Emperor was an elite who caused the greatest unease and was the most unfathomable in the game! He was also someone who many people widely believed to be an elite born for World of Martial Arts!

  "Alright, even if there are truly great players in the southwestern countries, can they actually compare to Happy? I don't think the situation in the countries will allow them to have people like Happy, right?"

  Phantasmal Shadow said nothing. She smiled faintly and looked at Happy fighting intensely against Xing Wuzui before she said slowly, "Of course, they cannot hope to compare to Happy, but there are a few of them who are really powerful. I heard that quite a number of powerful players on Dragon Rank and some famous players in West Region have already lost to them."

  "You seem to have a great understanding about the players at the borders."

  "I'm from Yunnan. The southwestern countries have caused quite the storm at our side for a long time, but as of now, they have not affected the center of China." Phantasmal Shadow's explanation made Momo feel a little at ease.

  "The Thais are rather good with their fists…"

  "They don't like weapons. The young Thais and Vietnamese nowadays prefer using their fists, especially fierce and strong fist and kick techniques. There are many martial arts from West Region that have circulated to that side, and the selling price of those manuals is very high. Many foreigners love putting on disguises to enter the center of China to buy and obtain fist and kick technique manuals."

  Phantasmal Shadow clearly knew a lot about it. She mentioned everything with ease, but her tone gradually turned solemn. "It is also because of this that there is one characteristic generally found among the people from those small countries: their Affinity and Arm Strength are especially high!"

  "Hmm?" A small hint of surprise finally appeared on Momo's face.

  When Phantasmal Shadow said that, she explained. "Since they train with their fists and legs for a long period of time, their bones are incredibly sturdy. Their Affinity is high then, and during battle, their defense and offense are very strong.

  "Also, those with high Arm Strength can basically use their arms as weapons. They're as tough as steel, and the speed of their fists is so fast that it's astonishing."

  When Phantasmal Shadow saw the derisive look reappear in Momo's eyes, she continued explaining. "It's precisely because of them focusing on fist and kick techniques that their hand-eye coordination is surprising. And since they like fierce and strong fist and kick techniques, every single one of them can be considered to have practiced a high-tier defensive body fortification skill.

  "They're incredibly hard to deal with! Our people in West Region have gradually lost their right to voice their opinions in this regard."

  "All of West Region?" Momo frowned when she heard that. "Tower Master Shadow, don't forget that Mu Clan has quite a number of branches in West Region."

  "I know this, of course. The people from the small southwestern countries all know how strong Happy is, and they know about his connection with Mu Clanm, so they usually avoid those from Mu Clan when they see them. They do not take the initiative to provoke them."

  She stopped talking for a moment, and her tone changed. "But it'll be difficult to say whether that will remain that case in the future. I heard rumors from the gr.a.p.evine in the southwest that those people seem to be organizing a group of elites to deliberately challenge China's best, which is Happy."

  "Hmph! The likes of them?"

  Momo snorted scornfully. She looked at the battlefield in the distance, and she was just in time to see Happy go after Xing Wuzui and beat him the moment the elder slowed down.

  Elder Xin staggered, finding himself forced into a defensive position, and Momo became even more contemptuous of what Phantasmal Shadow had said about the union of great players from the southwestern countries.

  "Miss Momo, don't underestimate them. There are some among them who have Arm Strength and Affinity that has surpassed two hundred. They're human-shaped fighting machines, and if they really take action, even Zhou Yu might not be able to have an easy time against them."

  Momo said nothing. She might look down on Zhou Yu, but she had met him briefly while they were at Hero's Mountain Villa, and she knew that he had extraordinary strength. He was one of the eight elites publicly acknowledged by everyone in the game!

  "That's all I have to say!" Phantasmal Shadow did not intend to continue with her explanations. She just gave Momo a warning with very clear and simple words. "Miss Momo, if you're free, please mention this to Happy. Consider this as a show of kindness from me."

  Right when she finished speaking, a loud dragon roar rang through the field. With a loud bang, Xing Wuzui went crashing into a palace to the right. Happy went after him and delivered three consecutive palm strikes.

  With a long and loud bark of laughter, Happy shot backwards. Then, under Momo, Phantasmal Shadow, and the others' shocked gazes, he exerted force in one hand, and a fierce palm strike landed on the golden bell.

  Clang!

  A clear bell chime rang, and the golden bell howled as it flew horizontally to the rightmost palace. A second large hole was formed on the wall!

  Chapter 627 - Conclusion

  Clang!

  The loud bell chime was penetrating, and it rang through the entire area. Right after, someone in the rightmost palace shouted in anger and surprise, and the doors to the second palace to the right and the second palace in the center opened at the same time.

  Groan…

  The heavy doors slowly opened.

  A black figure shot out from each door and arrived at the training ground. They glanced at the countless evil cult disciples' corpses along with the first palace at the center that was almost demolished, and their expressions changed drastically.

  Their gazes landed on the rightmost palace then. The huge golden bell was lying diagonally in the hole it had created, and when they looked closer, they saw an old man with white hair holding Xing Wuzui, who was coughing up blood nonstop.

  "Old Xing!"

  "Save him! Old Xing is almost done for!" The white-haired old man's urgent and anxious cries could be heard from the hole in the wall of the palace.

  Silence fell.

  Whoosh!

  "This Old Xing… Why didn't he call us even when he noticed a powerful enemy? His organs have already shifted, so even the gods could do nothing about it…"

  One of the elders seemed to know a little bit about medicine. Once he entered the palace, he grabbed Xing Wuzui's wrist and checked his pulse in a manner that brooked no disagreement. His eyes flashed with graveness and uneasiness. "Who did this?"

  Even though there were a few people of the younger generation standing at the training ground, they did not dare believe that Xing Wuzui and so many evil cult disciples could have died in their hands.

  "Hurry, bring Fire Qilin Blood…" The elder who knew medicine spoke quickly in the dark and disorderly palace. "Fire Qilin Blood contains the strongest life force. It should be able to help him move his organs back to place! Hurry! If we don't do something now, no one will be able to!"

  "But Elder Xing has always been the one who personally took care of Fire Qilin Blood."

  The other two elders
had troubled expressions on their faces.

  Only Elder Xing had that sort of thing.

  "Search for it!"

  The elder who knew medicine was very resolute, and his tone was firm. "Elder Xing is the Vice Sect Master of Sky Demon Sect. He cannot die!" He began moving his hands quickly over Xing Wuzui's body.

  He looked up.

  A young man donning sparkling golden armor from head to toe stood in front of them with his back straight. There was a burning look hidden under his cold expression. "Don't waste such a precious thing."

  He formed a claw shape with his hand and grabbed at the air.

  A powerful suction force appeared abruptly, and a Universe Bag landed firmly in Happy's hand. A faint smile appeared on his face. "Fire Qilin Blood can allow a person to rise from certain death, but it shouldn't be used on a dead person."

  With an indifferent look, he looked at Xing Wuzui, who was no longer breathing in the white-haired old man's bosom, and just as he wished, he heard the system telling him that he obtained a Class S battle assessment.

  "Battle Danger Assessment: Class S!

  "Increased Nine Yang Divine Skill to Level 90.01, the tenth realm."

  "Where did you come from, you conceited brat?!"

  "Put it down!"

  When they saw that Xing Wuzui's Universe Bag landed in the young stranger's hands, the trio were both surprised and angry.

  They were surprised because of his ability to grab items through the air, and he had even been able to grab Elder Xing's Universe Bag under their eyes. They had not had the time to block it.

  And they were angry because this youngster had grabbed something from their hands right before their eyes. It was basically the same as him slapping their old faces.

  While they shouted at him in anger, the leftmost elder, who was uninjured, was the first to react.

  Whoosh!

  He executed a palm strike in a very flashy manner, and in an instant, it arrived in front of Happy.

  He curled up the corners of his lips. There was no expression on his face as he took a step forward instead of retreating. Then, in a nonchalant manner, he moved to the evil cult elder who had attacked him.