"Why aren't you fighting?"
"It's already half a day, and he's still drinking … What the heck is he doing?" As time passed, Happy and One Emperor continued to sit facing each other on the stone platform. They poured wine for each other and drank as if they were old friends while they chatted with each other. They did not show any intention to engage in a fight to the death, which caused quite a number of martial artists who had come with great interest to feel incredibly gloomy, and they complained nonstop.
Every time these voices were heard, someone in the crowd would immediately reveal a look of disdain.
"I'm not here to perform."
"That's right. I didn't ask you to buy a ticket to watch the movie. It's a private duel between the two of them. What does it have to do with you? Why are you still complaining when you're watching from the side …"
"…"
Hearing the voice from the crowd, the people who were complaining immediately stopped talking and waited patiently.
…
The voices from the crowd gradually became softer. Happy and One Emperor looked at each other and said with a smile, "At least there are some who are clear-headed among them, or else, today's duel might have been canceled."
"That's right. If there are too many people watching and making a ruckus, I might not be able to control myself and start a massacre."
"If that's the case …"
His gaze on Happy's face gradually became much sharper. "Let's not drag this out any longer. I'm indeed a little indignant that I lost to you in terms of points during the battle at Hero's Mountain Villa. This time, it's the perfect time for me to take revenge on you."
"Since you didn't kill me on Spirit Snake Island, I'm afraid I won't have much of a chance this time."
Happy's tit-for-tat answer caused One Emperor to laugh long and hard and stand up.
"Come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them disappeared from where they stood almost at the same time.
The group of people who were watching the battle from afar only felt their vision blur for a moment, and then the two of them actually appeared on a large empty space not too far away … They were less than twenty meters apart.
"…"
The eyes of many people in the crowd lit up, and then they noticed that the two of them actually didn't take the weapons on the stone platform.
The ancient divine weapon Heaven Crystal and the third-echelon high-grade divine weapon Seventh Sword were placed in their original spots along with the wine pot and wine cups. They were not put away.
Quite a number of martial artists in the crowd instantly had their gazes burn.
However, if he wanted to reach the stone platform by the cliff, he had to go through the empty spot where Happy and One Emperor fought.
This discovery was like a basin of bone piercingly cold water that was poured from head to toe, and it caused the restless thoughts in the hearts of many people to dispel.
However!
They were still incredibly impressed by how Happy and One Emperor trusted each other without restraint and boldness.
Such an important thing, if it was an ordinary person, they would definitely not take a single step away from it. Who would openly expose it in front of others without caring about anything else?
"You're not using that weapon?"
To his surprise, he noticed that the weapon One Emperor brought out was the black longsword he used in the past, not Seventh Sword, which was at the top of Divine Weapon Rank!
One Emperor laughed heartily.
"That weapon is just something I made on a whim. It might be useful in a group battle, but against you, this weapon is more suitable." He stopped talking for a moment, and his gaze landed on Happy's Golden Gloves. "I refuse to believe that the clan master of Mu Clan doesn't have better weapons."
"… Heh heh, I'm just like you. I'm using something that suits me, so it's inevitable that I'll have trouble swapping it out." Happy might have said those words, but in truth, he did not want to reveal his fourth-echelon Heavenly Silk King Ice Gloves, especially in front of so many people. Also, Heavenly Silk King Ice Gloves could only be used in close combat, and its restraining properties were very strong. When he fought against One Emperor, whether he had it or not would not make much of a difference.
"I heard that the power of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms increases as the fight progresses, but my sword technique is different. I can release my strongest damage at any moment."
One Emperor stroked his sword gently, and his tone was stern.
Happy put away the smile on his face and said without batting an eyelid,
"You specialize in deadly sword techniques, and your swordsmanship is extraordinary, but … my martial arts are diverse, and you might not know all of them …"
"If that's the case …"
As he spoke, One Emperor slowly lifted his black longsword high and stared at Happy.
The hoarse sound of the longsword scraping against the scabbard rose nonstop!
In an instant, it was silent outside.
The area was silent. The wind came to a swift stop, and the air froze. Only the sound of One Emperor drawing his sword could be heard in the air. It entered everyone's ears clearly, and a powerful, mighty pressure appeared when he drew his longsword, causing everyone to feel as if there was a weight weighing down on their hearts.
It was incredibly heavy!
At the moment One Emperor drew his sword, a wave of heat spread out from Happy's body and quickly swept out.
Happy still had his hands behind his back and stood straight on the spot.
But the corners of his robes fluttered slightly.
Whoosh!
The hot air stirred up a warm gust of wind in the quiet clearing.
With Happy at the center, the gust of wind blew past, and the dew on the grass around him quickly evaporated!
When One Emperor noticed the change in the temperature around him, he immediately noticed that the power he added to the area seemed to have been blocked by a very sturdy power. When it was thirty-two feet away from Happy, it could not move forward anymore.
One Emperor frowned slightly, and for the first time, he put on a solemn expression in front of the players.
The people watching the fight in the area held their breaths!
Even though the two of them had yet to officially fight against each other, the commotion had already attracted their attention. Everyone held their breaths and stared at the two people in the field. They did not blink and did not dare to miss a single scene.
Clang!
The longsword was drawn.
A clear sword whine rose into the air.
At the moment the tip of the sword left the scabbard, it was as if a black sword glare had left the bow.
Whoosh!
Everyone's gazes were fixed on Happy.
There seemed to be a violent gust of wind coming from his body. His body swayed slightly, but he looked as if he had not moved and still stood in the same spot.
A barely audible sound rose, and the field fell silent again.
Quite a number of martial artists in the crowd rubbed their eyes hard.
'That's right!'
One Emperor held his scabbard with one hand and pointed his sword at the sky with the other. He stood still.
Happy remained in his original position.
The two of them did not seem to have fought against each other.
But only a handful of people in the crowd could see the secret behind it. They knew that a lightning-quick exchange of blows had happened just then.
However, due to the tense atmosphere between the two of them, no one had the time to explain things to the people beside them. They did not want to miss or interrupt the fight.
As he stared at Happy's calm and composed expression, a hint of praise flashed on One Emperor's face.
"This is the first time someone has been able to avoid my sword slash so easily. But the next few slashes won't be so easy to receive."
"I look forward to your seventh slash."
Even though he avoided the first slash, not a hint of joy or ease could be seen on Happy's face. He did not dare to be careless or relax in the slightest. He focused all his attention on sensing every single slight change that came from Nine Yang Divine Skill.
When One Emperor saw that Happy seemed to intend to receive his sword slash head-on, a hint of surprise flashed on his face. 'If that's the case, Happy seems to have given up on his advantage in close-quarters combat, and his chances of winning will be even lower.'
But Happy knew one thing.
One Emperor's sword technique was too powerful. Only when he calmed his mind, focused, and fought at full strength would he be able to receive One Emperor's seven slashes. He could not be distracted during the fight.
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