Hundreds of Class One Hall elites and the Shaolin Temple disciples who rushed over from the foot of the mountain to watch the fight felt as if their hearts had been shaken when they saw Wei Zhentian being sent flying with just one palm strike.
The effect of the External Binding Seal was similar to the Buddhist Lion's Roar. However, the Lion's Roar was a continuous attack, while the External Binding Seal was a mental attack.
After a moment of daze, they saw the sight before them, unable to react. It was as if they could not believe that a victor had been decided between the two top-tier experts who had been evenly matched just a moment ago.
However!
Just when the Class One Hall elites put on solemn expressions and stared at Happy, the people at the back suddenly cried out in surprise.
"He's up! Look, he's up!!"
"Not dead yet!"
"…"
A commotion broke out in the area. Countless people had incredibly shocked expressions when they saw Wei Zhentian stand up from the distance in a pathetic manner, and they gasped in amazement.
"Heavens …"
"Is this guy still human?"
"You're still not dead?"
"That palm just now, I reckon that it could even smash a head made of stone. Is that guy's shoulder made of iron?"
"Tsk tsk, as expected of a freak on the International Great People List. He's probably another Ralston."
…
"I was almost killed by you."
Wei Zhentian had been sent flying by the palm strike, and he had already suffered quite a lot of internal injuries. At that moment, he wiped off the blood at the corners of his mouth and walked over with a wry smile. "Brother Happy, what sort of martial arts are you learning?
"Didn't the prophet tell you?" Happy was not too surprised by Wei Zhentian's vitality, which was as strong as a cockroach's. At the moment he snapped out of his stupor under the impact of the External Binding Seal, Wei Zhentian had dodged the attack and used his hidden force to transfer most of the damage to his body, which was why he had avoided the fate of being struck to death.
"Xu Zhiling's True Nine Words Seals, but based on what the Prophet said, you rarely use this martial art against players and Myth Realm elites."
Wei Zhentian touched his chest. A few of his ribs were broken.
Happy smiled.
He was right.
Everyone knew that Happy practiced a variety of martial arts. He practiced palm techniques, sword techniques, and finger techniques. Later on in the plains, he used saber techniques the most. Hence, it was only natural that those who could predict the future would rank Happy, who was an unorthodox martial artist, at the bottom. They believed that he was a desolate martial artist who bit off more than he could chew.
However, the Prophet had forgotten to inquire about how he had obtained these consummate skills before.
Technique.
In his previous life, he had more or less mastered them. In this life, all he needed to do was to master these Absolute Arts that were not unfamiliar to him.
It was not difficult for him to do so.
Furthermore …
There was no way he would forget this logic that he had long since understood in his previous life.
In the end, he came to the conclusion that there were benefits to having a variety of martial arts.
There was no need to differentiate martial arts! He had deliberately chosen a route for himself!
Nine Yang Divine Skill was his best weapon!
All sorts of Myth Realm ultimate techniques could be replicated, and some of the normal martial arts could also be replicated. Once they mastered it, they would become the most unpredictable and difficult path for others to parry.
Stellar Transposition!
Joined Finger!
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!
Ten True Dragon Styles!
They matched with each other, and together with the True Nine Words Seals, Spiral Force, Heavenly Purple Aura Net, Undying Seals, and Eight Skills from the Well, Happy had long since perfected them when he fought against Myth Realm elites on the plains. His attacks were executed with ease.
Happy was confident that he could win against all sorts of opponents, no matter how strong they were or how strange their abilities were.
Happy did not answer. Wei Zhentian also knew that Happy would definitely not tell him his secret, so he smiled in anguish.
"Brother Happy, as expected of the strongest player in the Chinese server. I will accept my loss wholeheartedly, but I will definitely get back at you in the future. I'll take my leave now."
He turned around and was about to leave, but Happy called out to him.
"Wait."
Wei Zhentian was stunned.
"There's an old saying in China that you definitely don't know. Happy stared at Wei Zhentian and said, "Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Sect Master Wei, if you come to the Chinese server as a guest and want to spar with me, I will welcome you, but if you want to do something else, I am a disciple of the Murong Clan, and I have practiced the martial art of giving someone a taste of their own medicine.
Wei Zhentian sucked in a deep breath and nodded.
"Before I fight with you again, the people from Dragon Sect will not step into the Chinese server again."
"…"
Happy did not say anything else. He wrapped his fist in his palm slightly and watched Wei Zhentian turn around and leave.
…
Once Wei Zhentian left, only the people from Class One Hall were left in the area against Happy. The atmosphere instantly became solemn and tense.
…
Happy looked around with a slightly contemplative expression. During the battle just now, he had already displayed his strength in front of hundreds of Class One Hall elites. His aura and pressure had also reached its peak. When the Class One Hall members around him met Happy's gaze, they avoided it.
"Is your hall master not here yet?"
His voice was not loud, but it traveled clearly into everyone's ears. When he reached the end of his sentence, his tone changed.
"If that's the case, then I, Happy, am a fool, can only use a foolish method. Once I defeat the young, I won't be afraid that the old won't come out."
Under the Class One Hall elites' fearful gazes, he wrapped his fist in his palm and wrapped his fist in his palm.
"My friends from Shaolin Temple, today, Happy has settled his grudge against Class One Hall. Please make things convenient for us and leave, or else, if Happy's enemies accidentally injure all of you later, it will not be good."
Happy's words were very clever.
He did not say that he had injured someone by mistake. Instead, he reminded everyone not to be injured by Class One Hall. Not only did he not give off an arrogant feeling, he even treated the Shaolin Temple disciples as his own people. He gave off a very gentle and benevolent feeling, and he made Class One Hall look like villains who committed heinous crimes and could not differentiate between good and evil.
When she noticed how cunning Happy was, Xu Xin could not help but giggle in the pavilion.
Once she said those words, the Shaolin Temple disciples who were watching the fight retreated and forcefully cleared out an empty space.
…
The Class One Hall members hesitated. They looked at each other at a loss and did not know whether they should attack or retreat. Even though their original intention was to surround Happy, after Happy and Wei Zhentian's astonishing battle, their morale was completely gone. They looked at each other and could not make up their mind.
Happy's strength was right in front of them, and they could not win against him.
Shifting Stars was best at group battles, and the two hidden weapons elites had already used their lives to prove this point. If they did not fight, were they supposed to leave with their tails between their legs in front of so many Shaolin Temple disciples?
"…"
At that moment, Happy brought out a weapon from his Universe Bag.
It was not the fourth-echelon Noble Sword, but a divine weapon that everyone could not help but gasp when they saw it — Dragon Saber!
Clang!
When the golden saber landed in Happy's hands, a buzzing saber whine rang in everyone's ears, and the Class One Hall elites instantly had their faces turn pale.
"Happy, Goryeo Do Jin has come to meet you."
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