"I thought that the person who saved the elites from the six great system-allocated sects would be some sort of person, but I didn't expect that he's still so young. As expected of some clans. Don't tell me that the people who spread the news were all hired by the Murong Clan, right?"
"Brother Xicheng, how can you say that in front of the Murong Clan Lady?"
"That's right. I believe that even if it's true, the Murong Clan Lady will definitely not know about it, right?" The group of aristocratic clan members dressed in brocade clothes mocked Happy, and their words were very unpleasant to the ears.
Happy frowned.
Before he came, the Murong Clan Lady had reminded him that the eight aristocratic clans were hostile toward the Murong Clan and might take action during the martial arts tournament. He did not expect that before he even gained his footing, all sorts of provocations had already begun.
"Ding!"
At the moment the system notification rose, Happy frowned.
"The Murong Clan Lady cannot just sit by and watch the provocations from the eight aristocratic clans. Are you willing to fight for the Murong Clan Lady and fight against the elites from the eight aristocratic clans so that the Murong Clan can be proud?"
When he saw that the Murong Clan Lady was unmoved and watched the fight as if she did not hear anything, Happy did not immediately speak.
He had not completely understood the rules of Dragon Tiger Arena. It was not his style to enter the arena so recklessly.
'I knew it!'
The Murong Clan Lady continued explaining the rules of the tournament in Dragon Tiger Arena through a private message. "Happy, don't be affected and provoked by them. The ones who spoke are all nobodies from the eight aristocratic families. There are only three who are truly skilled, and they are the three who have never spoken."
When he heard this, Happy froze.
He instinctively cast a glance in that direction, and the faces of three silent young men entered his sight.
There were two men and one woman!
The woman was dressed in a snow-white long dress. She looked cold and aloof, and she stared at the stage without blinking. She exuded a freezing presence, and she looked like an immortal who had descended to the mortal world. She could fight against the Murong Clan Lady.
One of the two men was handsome, heroic, and aloof. The other was built, calm, and spirited. At first glance, Happy could tell that they were not easy to deal with. They might have already reached Inaction Realm.
'Thank goodness I didn't go up recklessly.' Happy was shocked.
"The three of them are about as strong as me. The woman is called Nangong Ruoshui, and she cultivates Nangong's Nine Mysteries Art. The man is called Dongfang Xiong, and he cultivates the Rising Sun Sword Technique. The last one is called Bei Lie, and he inherited the Divine Weapon business. He was born with extraordinary strength, and his inner force is superior to others.
The Murong Clan lady continued to explain, "Among the Eight Great Families, they are the only geniuses among the younger generation. As long as you can defeat any one of them, they would not dare to insult and slander the Murong Clan for no reason. Naturally, they would not doubt your power either."
Happy said nothing and nodded quietly to show that he remembered it.
The Murong Clan Lady said again,
"There's a rule in the Dragon Tiger Arena. You are not allowed to use any medicine in the arena. You can recover your strength after one battle, but unless you lose, you have to fight three consecutive battles on the arena."
He stopped talking for a moment, and he could not help but cast Happy another glance.
"If you enter the arena, those three will definitely make a move. So, you better be mentally prepared."
Ding!
System Notification:
"Dragon Tiger Arena point system!"
"One win, one point! After three consecutive battles, he could temporarily leave the arena and return to the spectator stand! You can continue to challenge at any time! Once you lose, your current number of wins will be recorded, and you will lose the right to continue staying in Dragon Tiger Arena to challenge others.
"The number of wins corresponds to the number of points accumulated. When the martial arts tournament ends, you will be ranked from the highest to the lowest. The first place will obtain a divine weapon, the second place will obtain an Illusion Life and Death Pill, and the third place will obtain an Origin Leopard Pill as well as a Life and Death Realm martial art manual of their choice. The remaining Dragon Tiger Arena elites will obtain a bottle of Small Reversion Pills."
'I see.'
Happy's frown disappeared.
He had basically figured out the rules of Dragon Tiger Arena!
At that moment, a voice came from the other side, and it attracted Happy's attention. When he heard Guo Jing's name, Happy's eyes lit up. He could not help but quirk his eyebrows and look at the stage.
A built and stocky middle-aged man walked up the stage where Zhang Wuji was with a majestic gait. The name of the cult master of Ming Cult, Zhang Wuji, intimidated quite a number of martial artists in the area.
"Guo Jing of Xiangyang City!"
When he walked up the stage, Guo Jing wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed. There was no need for him to do anything else. A presence that filled the air instantly surged out of his body and went to press down on Zhang Wuji.
Thud!
He took his first step.
As Guo Jing moved forward, the sound of wind in the entire stage instantly disappeared. It was as if the entire world had frozen, and it instantly gathered on Guo Jing.
Everyone held their breaths and watched Zhang Wuji's reaction.
Only two people at the foot of the stage had burning gazes. They stared at the faint dragon-shaped qi flow that appeared behind Guo Jing without blinking.
It was different from the dragon-shaped qi flow Happy created.
If Happy wanted to create the complete body of a dragon, he had to wait for more than ten moves. He had to use his continuously increasing momentum and the profound secret of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm to bring out this sort of might at the tenth move.
Guo Jing's simple movement of raising his foot was able to unleash an unparalleled might! The difference between the two could be seen with just one glance!
"Looks like qi realms are indeed very important."
Happy smiled wanly.
His Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm was close to the eleventh realm, but if he wanted to reach the level where Guo Jing could cause the world to darken with just a lift of his hand, he might not be able to do it just by using tricks.
Suddenly …
Happy thought of Qiao Feng from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. He wondered who would be stronger if the two of them walked together and fought against each other with Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm.
After that thought flashed in his mind for a moment, Happy's gaze returned to Guo Jing.
He saw it.
One step at a time.
Guo Jing's momentum quickly grew stronger, and the dragon-shaped qi flow behind him quickly formed the picture of an eight-clawed dragon that caused people to be dumbfounded! His face was awe-inspiring! It was incredibly oppressive! For the first time, Zhang Wuji had an incredibly solemn expression appear on his face. He had to circulate Taichi Skill to deal with it.
"Ming Cult's Zhang Wuji! Please accept my challenge, Great Swordsman Guo! "
The swirling qi formed a profound Taichi picture around Zhang Wuji. He shut his eyes, and Guo Jing's momentum and pressure were instantly negated.
When Happy saw the people around him look at him with praising expressions, he frowned slightly in his heart.
"What's wrong?"
The Murong Clan Lady seemed to have noticed that there was something off about Happy's expression. "Did you gain an epiphany?"
"Not yet."
Happy shook his head.
If Zhang Wuji tried to use Taichi Skill to fight against Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, he might end up in a very bad situation.
Even though the peerless might of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm seemed to be countered by Taichi's gentle technique, Happy, who had a deep understanding of the profound secret of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, knew very clearly that once Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm had room to develop, the strength it would explode with in the later stages would be unimaginable. If he just avoided it, Guo Jing's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm would break through its bottleneck and reach an even more astonishing height!
While Happy thought about it, a thunderous dragon roar rose in the area, and it finally sounded the horn for a fight between two peerless elites!
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