Before he left, he told Pomelo that he would leave Luoyang three days later and asked him to come there three days later to deliver another batch of Dew Pills. Pomelo nodded and agreed to it before leaving the commission shop. Pomelo nodded in agreement and left the commission shop.
He put away the Dew Pills and looked around. He did not have much money left, so he immediately bought a batch of medicinal pills from a nearby apothecary and summoned his purplish-red horse. Its hooves moved as if they were flying, and while countless players cried out in surprise, it galloped out of Luoyang.
"F * ck."
"Does this brat really think that Luoyang is his backyard?!"
"Boss! No matter what, we are the biggest gang in Luoyang City. How can we let this brat behave atrociously in our territory? "
In a restaurant at the corner of the street, a table full of young people stared at Happy's back as he left into the distance. They were so angry that they stood up and shouted that they wanted to teach Happy a lesson so that they could destroy the boy's arrogance.
"If you want to fight him one on one, go and fight him yourself. If you don't have the ability, don't try to fight him blindly. If you have the ability, why don't you hurry up and train your high-tier martial arts? Don't think that you're an elite just because you've practiced high-tier martial arts for two days … "
The only man who did not stand up continued to pick up food and drink. He did not stop talking.
"When he fought against more than a hundred experts, you guys were still wearing diapers …"
"Boss!"
"Cut the crap, let's drink up …"
…
Once he calmed himself down, Little North returned to the game excitedly. He brought his two precious zombies with him and continued searching for traces of zombies in the mass grave. One or two was not enough. He had to find three or more so that he could train with them at the same time.
Ever since he parted ways with Happy for more than a day, he had been thinking about how to deal with the three zombies every single moment. Right then, he could be considered to have gained some understanding of how to deal with them. He was no longer at a loss and in a flurry. He could already use a roundabout method to attract the two zombies' vision and focus his firepower to destroy them one by one.
Even though he used up a lot of time, as he became more familiar with the technique, his technique became more experienced, and the realm of his Ten Thousand Poisonous Palms increased, Little North gradually fell in love with this fighting style, and he became even more confident that he could complete the goal Happy gave him within three days.
But this day!
Little North noticed that the number of zombies around him had clearly decreased.
He only managed to lure two zombies after walking for half a mile.
What was going on?
Little North was a little puzzled. He released his zombie puppets and had them search the area in a straight line. Finally, he found signs of a large group of zombies in the distance ahead of him.
Oh no, not signs …
It was a corpse!
There were seven or eight zombies lying on the ground.
"Holy sh * t."
Little North observed the zombies for a while, and in the end, he came to a conclusion. These zombies seemed to have been intentionally lured together by someone, and they were killed at the same time. The marks of punches and kicks on their bodies were incredibly messy and dense. By the looks of it, it was similar to …
Uh, Stormy Shadowless Kick!
When he thought of a possibility, Little North could not help but suck in a sharp breath. His eyes went wide, and the next second, he jumped! He suddenly increased his speed and flew into the distance …
The clanging and powerful sounds of sturdy strikes traveled nonstop from the distance. They were so fast that it was shocking to hear. The flurry of punches and kicks seemed to have caused the air around them to tremble. They came in waves and circles, and Little North could sense them clearly when he approached them. The closer he got, the more he felt that there was a faint force in the air that was resisting him from moving forward.
The abnormal phenomenon made Little North even more curious!
Very soon!
The pitch-black figures of eight zombies appeared in Little North's sight.
"We're here!"
Little North's eyes lit up. He saw dazzling grayish-white ribbons of light among the zombies. They symbolized the fist-generated gusts of wind from high-tier martial arts.
However …
Two days ago, Little North had only seen rays of light, but now, he could see clear shadows of punches and kicks from the distance. They looked as if they had corporeal forms, and each of them dragged a grayish-white ribbon of light behind them.
There seemed to be a brutal and fierce monster lurking in Happy's agile and crazed body!
In the span of a breath, he attacked with his fists and kicks.
His incredibly fast speed made it seem as if he had attacked at the same time. His momentum was astonishing, and the subsequent gusts of wind from his fists and kicks tore through the air around him. The fierce howls also seemed to be very different from usual.
Usually …
The gusts of wind from his fists and kicks were just illusions. They only served to increase his momentum.
But right then, they seemed to have come to life. With arc-shaped light whirlpools, they cut at the zombies in front of him with great force, and a clear feeling that they were forced back appeared on his face.
Little North instantly put on a pleasantly surprised expression.
Just as he expected, Happy's Stormy Shadowless Kick had already reached Grandmaster Realm.
But what puzzled him was that high-tier martial arts that had reached Grandmaster Realm had become so terrifying. Even fists and kicks could attack targets nearby at the same time?
While he was surprised and bewildered, the zombies behind Happy struck his body from different directions at the same time.
Even though he was not struck by the foul-smelling zombies' claws, the black gusts of wind from their palms still cut him fiercely.
"Ah!"
Little North sucked in a sharp breath, and shock appeared in his eyes.
When multiple zombies attacked him at the same time, no matter how strong a person was, they would still suffer quite a lot. In the past, when Happy fought against zombies alone, he would never give them too many chances to hit him. Now that there were so many of them, it was indeed difficult for him to control the rhythm of the rhythm.
Just when Little North was prepared to bring his two precious zombies over to save Happy, he soon noticed that Happy did not have any intention of breaking out of the encirclement even though he was repeatedly struck by the zombies. Besides, even after he was heavily injured, his body only swayed slightly. He did not care about the zombies' attacks behind him at all. His fists and kicks did not stop, and he continued to attack the zombies in front of him. He just let the zombies attack his back.
Such a wild and unrestrained scene caused Little North's skin to crawl. He felt as if there were countless worms crawling about in his heart. As time passed, when Little North saw that Happy still did not show any signs of losing or being injured, he suddenly noticed that Happy's equipment seemed to be very different from what he usually wore.
He usually wore a blue robe, and at most, he wore a rather outdated and old Great Wolf Fur Equipment Set. He looked no different from a normal player, and when Little North asked him about it, he would only say that he did not need good equipment at the moment. But today, he wore a yellow archer's gear, and it gave off an extraordinary presence. His yellow gauntlets and yellow boots did not seem to be normal equipment. With the body fortification effect, he seemed to be able to avoid a lot of the zombies' attacks.
The violent yellow Yellow Dragon Set and Happy's nimble movements made him look like an aquatic dragon in the clouds. He roared and moved like thunder, and he did not care about the attacks from the zombies behind him. He just attacked the zombies in front of him in a frenzy, and his momentum was astonishing!
The process might have seemed simple and crazy, but only Happy alone understood the dangers involved.
However!
Only Happy alone knew the great rewards he gained from it.
Over the past day or so, not only did Wind Spirit Spin increase madly and absorb the experience needed to level up, Black Sand Invulnerable Body had also entered the later stage of the tenth realm from the ninth realm with the support of medicinal pills.
Even though the damage from the Mystical Realm zombies had been mostly reduced by Yellow Dragon Archer Gear and Blessed Realm qi, it was still a severe test for Black Sand Invulnerable Body. Every single time the zombies were attacked, Happy could absorb a complete amount of experience, and the more frequently he was attacked, the faster he would increase his level.
However …
In just one day's time.
He used up more than one thousand medicinal pills and more than twenty Dew Pills, which was equivalent to nearly three hundred thousand taels of silver.
This sort of expenditure was difficult for any player at the current stage of the game to accept! But Happy did not care. To him, as long as he could quickly reach the requirements to practice Golden Bell Cocoon! All of this was worth it!
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