The warning came quickly, but Luo Xiaotian was even faster. He used up all his qi to deliver a killing blow. Even though it was executed by a player who had not even reached Gate Realm, to a newbie, it was like a mountain pressing down on them, and they could not avoid it!
Even Happy, who had been under great pressure for a long time and was completely immersed in the understanding of Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, did not immediately think that this was Blood Cycle Slash.
When he noticed that the situation was strange, the dazzling blood-red light had already arrived in front of him with a bang. With his current skills, he could not avoid it completely.
Life and death were in an instant!
Without thinking, Happy subconsciously used the Python Flipping Over from Shaolin's Long Fist. At the same time, his Noble Sword left his grip at lightning speed, and he executed a skill he had come to understand in his previous life.
He quickly flipped backwards like a shadow, and his Noble Sword shot out like lightning. It crashed into the sharp glare of Luo Xiaotian's Blood Cycle Slash, which was supposed to kill him.
Luo Xiaotian had not reached Gate Realm yet, and he could not control the secret technique that required a lot of qi as a foundation. When he saw the flying sword arrive in front of him, he panicked and instantly lost his composure.
Clang!
A clear metallic clang rose, and the Noble Sword stabbed into the ground three feet away. It was more than two feet deep.
When his secret technique missed, Luo Xiaotian was shocked and enraged. He shouted angrily, "Die!" With the remaining momentum from the secret technique, he pounced on Happy, and the bloody shadow appeared again! Without a weapon, he wanted to see how Happy could fight against his Blood Wheel Saber!
However …
Happy had resolved the danger to his life with a flying sword. Once he stood still, he calmed down again. He spun like a top, and his footsteps became even more stable and agile. His momentum also increased by leaps and bounds.
Boom!
Right when the faint bloody shadow appeared in front of him, a fist-generated wind that contained a hidden tremor came from the side. It struck Luo Xiaotian's face, who had no qi left and could not defend himself.
The damage of Shaolin's Long Fist at the tenth realm did not lose to the damage of a normal sword technique at the ninth realm with Noble Sword. Before Luo Xiaotian could react to the momentum that suddenly erupted, a mighty force sent him flying.
Luo Xiaotian widened his eyes in shock while he was in the air.
Fist-generated wind!
Even though he had not reached Wind Spirit Realm, which was equivalent to Grandmaster Realm, his fist will had already formed, and it was clear that he had reached the tenth realm.
"How is this possible?!"
Luo Xiaotian, who was sent flying far away, suppressed the strong dizziness and hurriedly crawled up. He looked towards the blue-robed youth, but just happened to see the scene of Wu Hou not being able to withstand two moves from his opponent. Just like him, he was sent flying by a shoulder strike after finding an opening …
But Wu Hou was obviously in a worse state.
After a fierce shoulder strike, Tang Wulin was pulled back by the Golden Dragon Claws, rendering his sword art completely useless. His unbalanced body was met with a series of heavy punches, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before collapsing to the ground.
"Thank you for your guidance."
The blue-robed teenager did not continue chasing after them. He cast a faint glance at the two people on the ground before he drew his Noble Sword and sheathed it. Then, he stepped onto the government-made road again and gradually left into the distance.
The two men, who were covered in internal injuries, looked at each other bitterly.
"What a powerful person. His Shaolin's Long Fist is at the tenth realm. It's only right that he lost." Wu Hou also recognized his opponent's fist technique, and laughed bitterly, he had long lost the interest to learn from the experts of Gusu City.
"That's right."
Luo Xiaotian cast his companion a glance, and he felt the same way.
He originally thought that Wu Hou was just a newbie who knew how to dress up and show off, but he did not expect that he would not only learn Wudang Sect's Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Sword, understand the moves of Blood Wheel Saber Technique and Complete Reality Sword Technique, but also have a profound fist technique hidden in him. In fact, he could even easily avoid Blood Cycle Slash. It was no wonder then why he dared to be arrogant and practice a beginner sword technique even when he had to fight against two people alone.
"We've underestimated the heroes of the world."
"This brat will be someone great in the future!"
They picked up their weapons and quietly remembered this person in Gusu City. Then, they walked to the courier station in the city.
After the battle, they already knew that with their abilities, it was not enough for them to do as they pleased in World of Martial Arts. It would be better for them to continue training. In the future, perhaps they would have a place in World of Martial Arts.
…
What they did not know was that Happy had made up his mind when he spared them.
In World of Martial Arts, whenever there was a fight outside a city, the person who was on the passive side would have the advantage of being benevolent and righteous. He could fight back at will, and it would not matter even if he killed his enemy.
It was especially so during the battle just then. He had won against many with fewer people, and he had won against someone stronger than him. The appearance of Blood Cycle Slash could definitely be automatically evaluated by the system. As long as he killed his enemy, he might even get an extra reward and increase his level by a little.
But Happy, who had been playing the game for three years, knew one thing very clearly.
It was better to make enemies than to resolve them.
Youngsters who had just entered the game were usually proud and arrogant. They did things based on the spirit of brotherhood. He had been like that in the past, and he had offended countless people. He had also killed quite a number of people, which was why he had been set up during the Sword Among Us tournament at Mount Hua and ambushed at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
Right then, he had to start from the beginning again. He did not intend to form a grudge against someone for no reason at all. After all, he did not suffer any losses during the fight just then. In fact, he had even become their sparring partner. There was no need for him to kill them and severely injure their qi realms.
If he could forgive someone, he should forgive them.
Once he left, Happy ran into an old acquaintance on his way to the tavern — Li San.
He was drunk, and his image as an ATM machine with money in his hands was very obvious. It was difficult for him not to recognize him.
Although he was drunk, Li San's vigilance was still there. When he saw the blue-robed youth approaching him, he immediately paid attention. When the other party came closer, two balls of fire appeared in his eyes. "It's you, you stinking brat! Die for me! " He hung his wineskin at his waist, drew his Refined Steel Sword, and chased after Happy. He looked as if he had run into his mortal enemy.
"Haha!"
Happy laughed, and without another word, he turned around and ran. He lured Li San into a secluded forest.
An hour passed.
Someone on the government-made road saw a blue-robed teenager come out of the forest while panting, as if he had just gone through a fierce battle. Before they could understand what was going on, they saw a sword-wielding man who was covered in blood and had more than ten throwing knives stuck in his body. He gritted his teeth and cursed as he ran out of the forest.
When the players saw this, their desire for gossip was instantly ignited, and they began discussing among themselves.
"That's Li San, right?"
"I think …"
"Did that brat do it?" "Who's that brat?"
"You don't know him? He often goes to the Murong Clan, and I think he's already in the Murong Clan's ranks. "A veteran player who seemed to be well-informed said with envy.
Understanding instantly appeared on everyone's faces.
"He's from Gusu City's Murong Clan!"
As more players outside the city noticed that the Blue-robed Noble Sword User had killed off the villains, the title of the eldest senior brother of Gusu City's Murong Clan, Blue-robed Noble Sword User, spread like wildfire.
But Happy, the person in question, did not know about it at all. He was still working hard to push his Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Sword and Lancet Knife Throwing Technique to the ninth realm.
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