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Chapter 542

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Happy stood on Dragon Tiger Arena and ignored the pressure from the qi that filled the air. He did not move and stood proudly. His robes fluttered loudly, but he did not frown. He just stared at Bei Lie, the strongest young hero of the mighty northern clan, indifferently.

Bei Lie might look bold, built, and carefree, but in truth, he was very meticulous. This was something that could be seen from how he had helped Dongfang Xiong regain his dignity.

Right then, when he heard Happy's arrogant words, Bei Lie did not dare to be negligent. His expression slowly darkened, and an astonishing heat wave that did not lose to Dongfang Xiong's final attack came charging at Happy.

However!

That heat wave did not contain any sharpness, but it contained the presence of a furnace that would not die for a thousand years. It caused sparks to appear in the air.

The mighty northern clan ran all sorts of businesses that sold military weapons. Their disciples all had exquisite skills, and they trained by the furnace since they were young. Every single one of them practiced Zhu Rong Qi Cultivation Technique, which was unique to the mighty northern clan. They had astonishing comprehension and control over fire and strength.

Bei Lie was born with great strength, and he was one of the best among them!

When they fought against each other, Happy sensed a suffocating pressure from the built man. Fortunately, he only needed to circulate his Golden Essence Nine Yang Skill once before he regained control of his body. However, it still made him wary in his heart.

The Murong Clan Lady was right. Bei Lie might really be the strongest youngster among the eight aristocratic families.

Dongfang Xiong alone had already forced him to use Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm to open up a path for him. Right then, he ran into someone who was even stronger. Happy sucked in a deep breath and cast a glance at Guo Jing and Huang Rong. 'I don't care anymore! After all, I've already exposed Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm. Since they did not pursue the matter on the spot, it means that there's still room for negotiation. There's no need for me to continue hiding it. My priority is to win! '

"Roar!"

"ROAR!"

The dragon roar that had been suppressed suddenly grew louder and louder, and it resounded through the arena.

Many martial artists at the foot of the arena were shocked by the dragon roar that was not hidden at all. They sensed the familiar dragon roar and mighty presence from Happy.

Bei Lie's pupils shrank. He stared at the dragon-shaped vortex that surrounded Happy's arms and held his breath. A solemn expression that had never appeared on his face before appeared on his face!

Right when he was about to speak, Happy did not give him the chance. He took the initiative to pounce on him.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The wind generated by the punch was abnormally fierce.

Bei Lie raised his hand to block it. Even though he easily parried it, he quickly noticed that the power behind Happy's punches was continuously increasing, and he immediately became wary.

"You do have some skill!"

While he was on the way, he used the Golden Glove's super fast speed to deliver consecutive punches. He quickly delivered eight attacks, and his momentum instantly rose to an astonishing degree. Even Bei Lie frowned repeatedly, and he was forced back slightly under the fierce and fierce power of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm.

You should know.

When Happy fought against Master Yuan Mie on Punishment Mount, his realm for Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm was not high. At that time, the tenth move was enough to suppress Yuan Mie.

Now, his realm had risen to near the eleventh level, and his lethality had increased by more than a thousand!

It was only the eighth move, but Bei Lie already found it hard to endure. He felt that something was wrong.

However …

Bei Lie clearly did not have as much understanding of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm as Yuan Mie did. He did not think about suppressing Happy's increase in momentum beforehand. When he realized that the situation was bad, Happy had already rushed in front of him. He gathered together a dragon-shaped qi flow that was three feet in diameter, and with an enraged roar, he charged fiercely at Bei Lie.

"Break!"

Bei Lie roared. Red light shone on his arms, and he pushed them forward.

BOOM!!!

A loud bang rose on the stage.

Even though the momentum was not as great as when Guo Jing and Zhang Wuji fought, the two young elites still caused the elites in the spectator seats to feel their eyes light up, and their blood boil.

It was a solid clash.

Both of them were actually on par with each other, and both of them fell back.

'Oh, that's not right.'

Just when everyone thought that both of them were on par with each other, Guo Jing was surprised to see Happy form his left hand into a claw. The inertia of his retreat was instantly gone, and he seized Bei Lie's arm like a god.

All the spectators at the foot of the stage instantly burst into an uproar.

They could only watch as a huge golden dragon appeared behind Happy. It was grand and awe-inspiring, and it stared coldly into Bei Lie's eyes. Then, as Happy threw a punch without stopping, the golden dragon swooped down from above, and its huge body pounced on Bei Lie at lightning speed.

Bei Lie did not have time to react. He grunted, and he was sent crashing into the sturdy stage by a violent force.

BOOM!!!

His back landed on the ground, and a huge crack appeared on the stage.

The huge force crashed into Bei Lie's chest in an endless stream and destroyed his body fortification.

At the moment the huge dragon disappeared, Bei Lie's body fortification was also destroyed. His clothes were torn, and he was drenched in blood. He looked incredibly pathetic!

Countless people at the foot of the stage were dumbfounded!

Happy had used ten moves to force Dongfang Xiong off the stage and admit defeat on his own. If he said that he had used a trick, then right then, he had truly used just ten moves to completely destroy Bei Lie, who was as famous as Dongfang Xiong.

No matter what, Bei Lie could not compare to A 'san from Ruyang Mansion!

The latter's Vajra Body Training had reached perfection, but he still could not be injured by Happy's attack, much less an outstanding disciple from an aristocratic family.

Happy did not attack again.

He placed his hands behind his back and stared indifferently at Bei Lie, who slowly stood up. The huge dragon behind him might have disappeared, but the blood in his body was boiling, and his momentum was still the same. In less than two minutes, he could still deliver even more damage than before.

"Bei Lie, come down!"

An old voice with an incredibly awe-inspiring tone came from the seats of the eight aristocratic families.

Bei Lie cast Happy a deep glance, and his gaze was incredibly complicated. He snorted coldly and said, "Thank you for teaching me." Then, he turned around and walked down the stage.

Happy naturally received the notification that he had won two rounds in a row.

"Does anyone else from the eight aristocratic families still want to come up and teach me?" Happy took the initiative to wrap his fist in his palm in the direction of the eight aristocratic families, and his clear voice spread out clearly.

At that moment, no one below the stage dared to underestimate Happy's strength anymore.

Even though he was only in Life and Death Realm, he had definitely displayed the strength of an Inaction Realm martial artist!

The people from the eight aristocratic families discussed among themselves for a while, but Nangong Ruoshui did not go up the stage again. It could be seen that they did not believe that she could do any better.

"Happy is going to be in trouble …" The woman beside Guo Jing smiled faintly at the foot of the stage. "The eight aristocratic families won't dare to attack, but there will definitely be people who will go up and teach him a lesson. If they run into those who harbor a grudge against the Murong Clan, it's the best time for them to suppress them."

As if to verify Huang Rong's guess, a loud voice rose from the foot of the stage. "Murong Clan disciple, after you secretly learned one hundred martial arts, you do indeed look mighty and murderous. I, Long Armed Ape Shen Tong, will fight against you!"

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