The heroes of the world and the martial artists were laughing, but there were many players who could not laugh!
Wei Yixiao's lightness skill was terrifying. He was so fast that it was difficult for others to notice or capture him. With Freezing Silk Palm, he was the perfect combination for an ambush. His strength might not be as great as Master Kong Xiang's, but he was much more difficult to deal with and deal with!
Happy's easy victory made Orochimaru break out in cold sweat, even though he practiced Profound Abyss Divine Palm. He sighed in his heart that he was lucky. Fortunately, he did not attack Happy when he was at Eternal Peace Temple.
The people from Class One Hall were shocked by Happy's straightforward victory once more.
They originally thought that Happy would at most get four points, but they did not expect that he would leave everyone far behind, including One Emperor. He only had three points.
Happy won five consecutive battles!
He obtained five points.
This time, when Happy won against Wei Yixiao, he received a notification from the system that his Golden Essence Nine Yang Skill had increased by one realm. It went straight from the fourth realm to the peak of the fifth realm, and his qi also increased by more than ten points. Right now, his qi was already at 467 points!
Happy was delighted.
Regardless of the final results of the martial arts tournament, the dozens of qi points he gained from winning five rounds in a row had already saved him two months of training.
…
But at that moment, One Emperor's expression was a little dark.
His fight against Zhou Zhiruo ended in a draw, and it was out of his control. Right then, he still had three points, and he could only continue fighting against his next opponent.
But his luck was really not that good.
His next opponent was actually Ling Huchong.
He was a powerful player who practiced Nine Solitary Swords and also had transcendental sword skills.
"…"
Quite a number of people at the foot of the stage sighed and lamented One Emperor's bad luck.
Even though the damage of One Emperor's sword technique was extraordinary, compared to Ling Huchong, whose sword technique could turn something bad into something miraculous, it was clear that he was much weaker.
One Emperor saw his abject swordsman master, who had been drinking quietly behind him, stop drinking at that moment. There was an incredibly solemn look between his eyebrows.
For the first time, a grave feeling enveloped One Emperor's heart.
He quickly noticed the change in his mental state. It was an emotion he had never felt before, and it affected his mood and the sword will in his heart.
He was a little displeased when he fought against Zhou Zhiruo, but this time, he sensed an even stronger sword will from Ling Huchong.
His will was already wavering!
"Happy, I might have to go back on my word in this fight." One Emperor sighed and smiled wanly.
Happy opened his eyes swiftly.
It swiftly struck One Emperor! At that moment, Happy finally noticed One Emperor's predicament, and when he saw Ling Huchong, his heart trembled.
It was actually him!
Even though Ling Huchong's Nine Solitary Swords was not complete, there were very few who could fight against him in the game. He was a Myth Realm martial artist in Happy's previous life, and he did not expect that …
There were countless people sighing with emotion.
When they saw One Emperor's opponent, Ling Huchong, gracefully appear on the stage, the countless viewers who had stayed for a long time on the official website and had their emotions fluctuate felt incredibly heavy!
Even though One Emperor and Linghu Chong were still fighting fiercely against each other, it was clear that the disparity between them was too great. Linghu Chong attacked in a very relaxed and casual manner, and he looked like a drunken wastrel who swaggered through the streets. As for One Emperor, for the first time ever, he fell into a defensive position.
Within a short period of time, Ling Huchong had managed to force One Emperor into such a state.
Happy felt sad in his heart.
He could not help but look away.
"Young Swordsman Happy, I'll take your place as your opponent in the sixth match."
At that moment, a heroic voice rose into the air and attracted his attention. Happy turned his head around to look, and he was just in time to see Xiao Feng get up from his seat. Under Duan Yu and Xuzhu's gazes, he jumped onto the stage! Majestic Steps! Bold and heroic!
"I see, so it's the sect master of Northern Beggar's Sect, Great Swordsman Xiao." Happy's heart tensed, and he instinctively wrapped his fist in his palm. He respected this true man a lot. He was bold and had an indomitable spirit. He was a role model among men.
Then, his heart sank. He knew that he might not be able to continue with the sixth match.
Xiao Feng's strength was equivalent to Guo Jing's, and they were not on the same level at all.
However, when Happy faced the sect master of Beggar's Sect and the legendary elite who was most skilled in Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, he still respected him greatly. He did not have the chance to fight against him in his previous life, so there was no way he could run away in this life.
Happy laughed heartily and said firmly, "Even if I lose, fighting against Great Swordsman Xiao will be a joyous event in my life.
"Please!"
"Young brother, you are indeed bold and heroic. If that's the case, I won't put on an act. I won't hold back in this match. Come at me with everything you've got. Let me experience your twenty-eight palm strikes!"
Happy's heart sank when he heard that, but he answered without hesitation, "I'll do as you say!" The blood that had not cooled down from his fight against Wei Yixiao just now started boiling madly again. He tapped against the ground and rushed at Xiao Feng with high fighting spirit! A horrifying presence surged out of Happy's body.
A slightly solemn and dazed look appeared on Xiao Feng's face. "Perfect timing!" As he spoke, he wrapped his fist in his palm, charged left, charged right, swung up, and roared down. The situation on the stage changed, and an astonishing qi gathered madly in Xiao Feng's hands. Even Guo Jing, who stood at the foot of the stage, stood up swiftly with a solemn expression. "This is …"
"ROAR!"
He intersected his hands, and a furious dragon's roar rose on the stage. A huge golden dragon shot out from Xiao Feng's hands and crashed violently into Happy.
Arrogant Dragon's Regrets!
At that instant, a huge pressure that he could not resist suppressed his ability to move. He felt as if a huge dragon had descended from the sky, and a power that could mourn the world locked down on him and enveloped his entire body.
Boom!
His body shuddered, and the golden dragon shot through him like lightning.
At the same time …
Linghu Chong and One Emperor's fight came to an end.
A clear and loud sword whine rose from the stage along with a sword howl that was filled with the presence of death.
Countless people at the foot of the stage stood up!
One Emperor's body was covered in blood, and he flew out of the stage like a kite with its string snapped!
But!
At the moment One Emperor fell out of the stage, he opened his eyes, and astonishing sparks shot out from his eyes that were like two cold stars. He attacked resolutely, and a black bolt of lightning sliced through the air. With lightning speed, it instantly pierced through Linghu Chong's shoulder. Then, it crashed violently into the abject swordsman's hands, who had appeared at the foot of the stage at some unknown point of time.
The abject swordsman cast a glance at the injured Linghu Chong on the stage with a complicated expression. He looked away and stared at One Emperor. For the first time, an incredibly awe-inspiring and gratified expression appeared on his face.
"You are indeed much more outstanding than I expected. You only used a short amount of time to understand the sixth slash … Not bad! Now, do you know who the greatest enemy of swordsmen is? "
One Emperor's face might be pale, but there was an incredibly determined and sharp gaze in his eyes.
"I understand." As he spoke, he stared at Happy, who was caught by the Murong Clan Lady, with a burning gaze. A powerful fighting spirit shone on his face!
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