During the lightning fast clash just now, the duo ended up being in a draw again.
"You're good." Wei Zhentian calmed down his slightly surging qi and blood, and his expression grew more solemn. "This is the first time I used this move in front of people, and I didn't expect that I didn't manage to gain an advantage over you, Brother Happy."
"You're good as well," Happy replied sincerely.
Wei Zhentian's strength was indeed at Happy's level.
The people on the International Great People Rank were all, as he expected, not easy to deal with.
Right when Happy speaking, Wei Zhentian put on the starting pose for Eight Trigrams Palms while he bent his knees slightly. "The move I used just now was the first incantation for Wandering Universal Eight Trigrams Souls Palm. I hope that you can witness my remaining seven incantations."
All this while, Wei Zhentian believed that Happy was just a player who relied on ultimate techniques and luck to build up his fortune, but at that moment, he finally treated Happy as a real opponent as well as a powerful enemy.
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When he heard this, Happy's expression sank.
'As expected, all the elites on the International Great People Rank cannot be underestimated.'
If he had not expected the worst outcome from the start and had been ready for battle since then, he might not just end up with his dignity being crushed.
He came to Shaolin Temple with two goals this time. He did not come here to revisit his old haunt or to have a trip down memory lane. Instead, he wanted to have his final fight against Class One Hall in the sect where he became outstanding.
He had intentionally come to Shaolin Temple alone with Xu Xin to attract Class One Hall's Dream Clouds and her multitude elites to come here, and he had achieved his goal.
His other goal was to provide his ultimatum to these so called top-class elites from the other countries.
This fight was not just about whether Mu Clan can take over the north and completely destroy Class One Hall. At the same time, it was also a fight concerning the Chinese world of martial artists' dignity.
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The sounds of robes fluttering broke the silence swiftly, and the duo fought once more.
They fought with an increasing speed, and the onlookers cannot tell who was who.
Two balls of light intersected with each other madly, and waves of astonishing qi became entangled with each other nonstop in the air. They crashed against each other and released frequent as well as clear sonic booms.
The fight between two top-class sects had already attracted a lot of Shaolin Temple disciples' attention. The mountain path, which was not even 328 feet long, was completely stuffed with people. They were packed closely with each other, to the point that not a single drop of water can spill from it. Some of the people decided straightaway to land on the forests nearby, and soon, the places where people can stand were filled.
More people heard about the news and walked down or up the mountain.
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"Suck!"
The light and shadows paused, and Wei Zhentian's figure finally became clear. He now looked slightly disheveled, and there were quite a number of palm prints on him. At that moment, he made his arms form a hug while he gulped, as if he swallowed something. An astonishing power quickly dragged Happy out from his blurry state as well, and he was unable to control himself from moving to Wei Zhentian.
"Come here!"
Happy quickly formed a seal in the air, and with one truth from True Nine Word Seals, he shook the heavens. "Lin!"
It was Undying Bright King Seal.
The air shuddered!
A solemn, silver light resembling that of treasure rose from Happy's body, and he stopped moving!
Wei Zhentian's eyes shone with shock. In the end, he chose to seize the initiative to attack.
Happy did not attack. He switched his seal. "Jie!"
This was the Outer Bound Seal, and it was also known as the Vajra Sattva Samantabhadra Dharmakāya.
Right when he said the true word, all the people within a circular area of 328 feet felt dazed, as if their hearts had been shocked, and that included Wei Zhentian.
At the moment he snapped out of his daze, Happy had quickly finished his third seal, and he struck Wei Zhentian's face before he stated with a steady voice, "Bing!" [1]
In a flash, the victor was decided.
Maha Cakra Vajra Seal can increase a person's attack to the point that it did not lose to a strike from a Myth Realm martial artist. Wei Zhentian was pushed back viciously, and he was sent flying into the distance.
For a moment, there was complete silence.
Chapter 903 - Happy’s Path
Hundreds of Class One Hall elites as well as the Shaolin Temple disciples who came up and down the mountain to watch the fight were stunned by the scene of Happy sending Wei Zhentian flying with one strike. They felt as if their hearts had just suffered a huge blow.
The effect of Outer Bound Seal was rather similar to Lion's Roar, but Lion's Roar was an attack that could deal continuous damage, while Outer Bound Seal was a psychological attack.
Anyone who saw Wei Zhentian being sent flying after that moment of dazedness were not able to react to the situation. It was as if they did not dare believe that the victor was decided in an instant when these two top-class elites had been fighting on equal grounds just a moment ago.
However, just when the Class One Hall elites had solemn expressions appear on their faces and stared at Happy, someone at the back suddenly cried out in surprise.
"He got up! Look! He got up!
"He's not dead yet!"
The area burst into commotion. When a large number of people saw Wei Zhentian standing up in the distance in a rather pathetic fashion, they looked incredibly shocked, and they gasped in surprise.
"My god…"
"Is that guy even human?"
"He won't go down no matter what…"
"I think that the palm strike just now can actually split apart a head made of stone. Is that guy's head made of metal clumps?"
"Whew, as expected of a crazy strong person on the International Great Person Rank. I suspect he's another Ralston."
"You nearly killed me." Wei Zhentian was sent flying away with just one palm strike, and now, he suffered quite severe internal injuries. At that moment, while he wiped off the blood at the corners of his mouth, he walked over with a bitter smile. "Brother Happy, just what sort of martial arts did you learn? At one moment, you use this, and in another moment, you use another…"
"Didn't the Prophet tell you?" Happy was not that surprised by Wei Zhentian's tenacity. Right after he snapped out of his daze from the impact from Outer Bound Seal, Wei Zhentian avoided Happy's attack and shifted Happy's hidden force so that he can move most of the damage from Happy's attack to the other parts of his body, which was how he avoided being killed with just one palm strike.
"It's Xu Zhiling's True Nine Words Seals, but based on what the Prophet says, you seldom use this move against players and Myth Realm martial artists."
Wei Zhentian stroked his c.h.e.s.t. By the looks of it, he should have a few of his ribs broken.
Happy smiled.
Indeed, everyone knew that Happy learned a lot of martial arts. He learned palm techniques, sword techniques, finger techniques, and during the later part of his time on the plains, he used saber techniques the most. Hence, it was only natural that the Prophet will rank Happy, who was a wild card, lower on the International Great People Rank. He believed that Happy was a pitiful, greedy person who will not be able to digest all that he learned.
But the Prophet forgot to check how he rose to power before he obtained all these ultimate techniques.
Skill.
In his previous life, he had already nearly mastered the way of martial arts, and in this life, all he needed to do was to achieve mastery by thoroughly understanding those ultimate techniques which were not unfamiliar to him.
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sides, Happy will never forget all the truths that he got to realize a long time ago in his previous life.
Happy had long since gained a comprehensive understanding of his strength, and at the end of the day, realized that there was a benefit to having an arsenal of different martial arts.
There was no need for him to make a distinction between his martial arts and deliberately choose to only take one path.
Nine Yang Divine Skill was his best weapon.
He can copy various Myth Realm martial arts as well as some of the normal martial arts. Once he gained a thorough understanding of them, he can change his techniques at will in battle and become unfathomable, allowing him to catch others off guard.
Shifting Stars, Joined Finger, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and Ten True Dragon Styles. He used these martial arts together along with True Nine Words Seals, Spiral Force, Heavenly Purple Aura Net, Undying Seals, and Eight Skills from the Well, which he copied from other martial artists and practiced in frenzy lately against other Myth Realm martial artists on the plains. Because of it, he had already honed them to perfection a long time ago, and he could use those moves at ease.
Happy was confident that he can handle different opponents, regardless of how strong his opponent was and how strange his abilities were.
Happy did not reply to Wei Zhentian, and Wei Zhentian also knew that Happy will definitely not tell him his secret, so he only smiled in anguish. "Brother Happy, you're indeed the strongest player in the Chinese server. I lost fair and square in my duel against you today. But I will definitely win against you in the future. I will take my leave now."
He wanted to turn around and leave, but Happy called out to him at that moment.
"Wait."
Wei Zhentian was stunned.
Happy stared at Wei Zhentian and said, "We have an ancient saying in China that I'm sure you don't know well. Do not do unto others what you would not want to be done to you. Sect Master Wei, if you come to the Chinese server as a guest and just want to spar to test your skills, I will welcome you with open arms, but if you do something else, as a Murong Clan disciple, I will uphold the principle in my clan of doing unto others as they did to me.
"I've also practiced the martial art that upholds this principle pretty well because I understood the principle. Once you leave the Chinese server, I hope that you can think about this principle carefully."
Wei Zhentian s.u.c.k.e.d in a deep breath, and he nodded before he said, "Before I come to you for a rematch, the people from Dragon Sect will not step into the Chinese server again."
Happy said nothing else. He wrapped his fist in his palm and watched Wei Zhentian turn around and leave.
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Once Wei Zhentian left, Class One Hall's members were the only ones left to go up against Happy. The atmosphere instantly became grave and tense.
Happy surveyed the area around him with a contemplative expression. During the battle just now, he had already displayed his strength before hundreds of Class One Hall members. His awe-inspiring presence and the pressure he exuded had also risen to the peak, causing the Class One Hall members around him to avoid looking into his eyes when they felt their gazes on him.
"Why isn't your hall master here yet?"
His voice was not loud, but it entered each person's ears clearly. When he reached the later part of his question, his tone changed.
"If that's the case, since I'm a fool, I can only use the method of a fool to deal with the situation. Once I kill off all the weak ones, I'll definitely be able to force the strong one to come out."
Under the fearful gazes from the Class One Hall elites, he wrapped his fist in his palm and saluted the area.
"My friends from Shaolin Temple, today, I wish to settle my grudge against Class One Hall. Please make things easy for me and take a step back, or else, my enemies might end up injuring you later, since weapons have no eyes. It'll not be good for you."
Happy's wording was ingenious.
He did not mention that he will injure someone by accident but instead reminded them that they should not be injured by Class One Hall's members. Not only did it make him give off a domineering air, he also treated the people from Shaolin Temple as his own friends, allowing them to feel that he was a very gentle and chivalrous person while painting Class One Hall was vicious and evil people.
When she noticed how cunning this move was, Xu Xin could not help but cover her mouth in the pavilion and giggle.
Once he said this, the Shaolin Temple disciples watching the fight in the area moved back, just as Happy expected, and they f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y cleared an empty area for the fight.
The Class One Hall members were uncertain as to what they should do. They looked at each other at a loss and did not know whether they should attack or retreat. Even though they came with the intention to surround Happy, after witnessing Happy's dazzling fight with Wei Zhentian, they lost their morale, and they could only look at each other, unable to come to a decision.
Happy had already displayed his strength, and they could not win against him.
Silence fell among them.
At that moment, Happy brought out a weapon from his Universe Bag.
It was not his fourth-echelon Noble Sword. Instead, it was a divine weapon that made everyone be unable to help but cry out in surprise when they saw it.
Dragon Saber!
Clang!
When the golden saber landed in Happy's hand, a buzzing saber w.h.i.n.e rang clearly in everyone's eyes, and Class One Hall's elites instantly had their faces turn pale.
"Happy, I am Goryeo's Do Jin, and I have come to meet you."
Chapter 904 - Wandering Universal Eight Trigrams Souls VS Bright Sword Technique
"Do Jin?"
Happy was not very familiar with that name, but when he heard that the person just proclaim that he came from Goryeo, he instantly smiled coldly and looked in the direction where the voice came from. There were too few elites Goryeo can possibly bring out, and the only ones that were worth any value were from Bright Sword Sect.
"I am Do Jin from Goryeo's Bright Sword Sect. I've heard of your fame as the strongest player in the Chinese server, and I came from the distance, hoping that you will give me your instructions."
A light whistle rose, and a figure with extraordinary lightness skill shot out from above the crowd on the mountain trail. On the way, he will even use the Shaolin Temple disciples' shoulders and heads to assist him in his jumps. While he flew over, his moves might be natural and unrestrained, but he still caused a lot of people to cry out in surprise and anger.
Even Happy could not help but frown a little when he saw Do Jin come to him in such a reckless manner.
There were plenty of conceited and arrogant people in the Chinese plains, but perhaps only this foolish Korean will dare to act in such a presumptuous and reckless manner in front of the Shaolin Temple disciples.
He landed with his body slightly bent.
Do Jin was not just arrogant, he also liked to show off.
He held his longsword and stared at Happy arrogantly.
It had to be said that this foreigner did have very great talent when it came to performing. If normal female players were here, they will definitely let out some ignorant screams because of his dazzling entrance.
But unfortunately for him, this was Shaolin Temple.
Everyone in this place were boys, and there might only be one girl here, and she was Xu Xin, who stood behind Happy in the pavilion. At that moment, Xu Xin was staring at this conceited boy with a strange gaze.
The amazed effect Do Jin wished to create did not appear.
Instead, countless gazes with restrained anger were gathered on him.
Do Jin said nothing. When he sensed the atmosphere around him, he found the situation a little unexpected. His opponent in his trip this time also used a very strange gaze to stare in the direction of the mountain trail. Do Jin felt a little humiliated. He thought that Happy did not know how famous he was, and
he raised his chin arrogantly. "I am Goryeo's Do Jin, and I am one of the people ranked on the International Influential Rank of the Strong."
"The first phrase is enough." Happy finally looked away, smiled, and said, "It has only been awhile since the Prophet posted the ranking, and you're all in such a hurry to use his ranking board to boast about yourselves. You aren't that famous yet, you know?"
"Haha!"
The grave expressions the Shaolin Temple disciples originally had because they were shocked by Do Jin's fame faded away, and they laughed loudly.
But Do Jin was not an idiot, and there was no way he can not decipher the mocking and insulting tone in Happy's words. He pointed his longsword at Happy. "Enough with the nonsense. Today, I came for you! Do you dare take up my challenge?! Yes or no?!"
"Today is the day I kill and offer up wine as a sacrifice. I will agree to your challenges no matter how many of you come. Since you are someone Class One Hall hired, where is Dream Clouds? She only sent you here but doesn't want to show her face? Or does she not dare to show her face?"
Right when he finished speaking, a cold, sharp, and awe-inspiring voice came out from the crowd.
"Since we made an agreement to meet, there is no way I will not dare to show up."
Countless people looked over, and they saw Dream Clouds dressed in full armor. She walked forward in the path the crowd parted for her with noble air. More Class One Hall members surged up the mountain trail behind her.
"Hiss…" The Shaolin Temple disciples s.u.c.k.e.d in sharp breaths.
"What's going on today?"
Hundreds of Class One Hall elites, Happy, and Wei Zhentian, an elite on the International Great People Rank appeared at the same time at Mount Song. They originally found this strange before they were immersed in the fight between two top-class elites.
But now, even Class One Hall's master, Dream Clouds personally appeared, and she came with Do Jin, a famous player who claimed himself to be on the International Influential Rank of the Strong.
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