Sword Among Us c1-1268

by Black Swordsman Online

  'Sky Demon Book and Great Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art… what a manual, and what a skill!' Right when this thought rose in Happy's heart, One Emperor spoke at the same time.

  "Evil Emperor, your martial art is indeed strange. Even my heart swayed. If it were not for the fact that I've understood the eleventh slash, my mental state might have already been broken, and I will be unable to bring out the power of my sword will. I will have lost without even fighting against you."

  "That's why you're worthy of me personally fighting against you." Evil Emperor smiled slightly.

  When he smiled, the light from the setting sun behind him suddenly seemed to have become alive, it turned into burning fire clouds, and they enveloped One Emperor without any sign.

  Clang!

  A black sword force instantly cut away all illusions. Clear sword w.h.i.n.es roared nonstop in the air, and One Emperor was finally able to figure out where Evil Emperor was.

  "Go!" The black sword force instantly locked down on its target.

  However, Evil Emperor just stood where he was without moving. He stared at One Emperor with a smile before he raised his hand and tapped against the air.

  An astonishing restrictive power suddenly appeared around Happy.

  Happy swiftly sensed that One Emperor seemed to be bound by an amazing power.

  Even though this happened suddenly, but elites always reacted to all matters with keen senses, and Happy instantly judged that this power should be something similar to aura.

  If Happy were in One Emperor's position and was suddenly in danger, he had three choices.

  His best choice was to use Shifting Stars and tear down all the damage on him before transferring it to his enemy or shifting it to the ground or other dimensions. He can counterattack straightaway.

  The second best choice was to defend his heart, activate Arhat Body and Dragon Coil. He can choose not to defend instead of attacking to handle all possible changes in his enemy's attack, and during the critical moment, use True Nine Words Seals to break his enemy's attack.

  His worst choice was to use Spiral Force and Dragon Saber to fight head on against Evil Emperor.

  But One Emperor's reaction was a little against Happy's expectations.

  At the moment he was bound, a black sword light that pierced through the heaven and earth appeared in front of Evil Emperor.

  The lockdown of space around him instantly crumbled.

  'What a great sword technique!'

  One Emperor's slash had already reached the state where he can extricate himself from his own body and also free himself from his enemy's control. The power he executed was extraordinary.

  One Emperor broke free.

  When he saw One Emperor's move, Happy quickly came to a conclusion based on the power that this slash should be a move that was after the ninth slash among the Fatal Thirteen Swords.

  But unfortunately, even though One Emperor's sword technique could shock heaven and earth, those with powerful mental fortitudes will be able to instantly find a chance of survival through it, which was the case for Evil Emperor. Evil Emperor had already moved two feet away from it before it could touch him.

  Boom!

  A stone was cut in half, and the cut surface was as clean as the surface of a mirror. It fell to the ground outside the city wall from the pilaster where Evil Emperor stood.

  "There are currently only three people in World of Martial Arts who can break free from my Dao Heart Traps the Demon so quickly. One Emperor, you're the strongest among them. I'll give you another chance. Submit to me and become one with Wild Wolves. I'll give you thirty percent of the share of profit we get from the Chinese server!"

  Evil Emperor had a smile on his face as he spoke faintly, but it showed his ambition and confidence that he will absolutely be able to get the Chinese server.

  "The Chinese server is not where you should be."

  "This is my home."

  "Your home is on the battlefield, not here."

  Finally, a faint hint of impatience appeared on Evil Emperor's face. "Ha. Then it's a pity. I originally thought that since we stand at the top of the world together, you would know how to appreciate favors when it is shown to you. Since you refuse to listen, there is no need for me to continue wasting my breath with you. I will sooner or later devour all of the Chinese server, and anyone who opposes me will die wailing in pain under the kiss of the Wild Wolves."

  "That's not necessarily true."

  One Emperor lifted the longsword in his hands.

  Their duel finally began.

  *****

  When Happy emerged from the game, there was a very prominent, solemn expression on his face.

  It had been one year and a half since he last saw One Emperor, and One Emperor's sword technique had already improved to this extent. He managed to understand the eleventh sword from the Fatal Thirteen Swords, and the final sword slash could be said to a blessing from heaven and earth itself. It nearly destroyed Evil Emperor's power in fusing with the world through Great Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art. If it were not for the fact that Evil Emperor used that evil gaze and launched an ambush against One Emperor, the fight might not have ended so quickly.

  Yet even so, One Emperor still lost.

  But he lost fair and square.

  Sky Demon Slip was one of the four great manuals, and the martial art recorded in it was a peerless martial art for those in the evil cult. It was the ultimate technique the legendary Evil Master Pang Ban and people like Han Bai relied on to reach their status as elites.

  Only the word unfathomable can be used to describe Evil Emperor's skills. Even Happy currently had no strength to fight against him.

  Others might think that One Emperor went into hiding because he cannot accept the fact that he lost and decided to vanish without a trace. However, only Happy knew that One Emperor will absolutely not admit defeat before he completely understood the two final slashes for Fatal Thirteen Swords.

  He should be pouring all his mind and soul into understanding the final two slashes.

  And Evil Emperor knew that One Emperor was the greatest threat in the Chinese server, which was why he repeatedly tried to convince One Emperor to submit to him.

  Once he was certain that One Emperor was fine, Happy released a sigh of relief.

  He redirected his gaze and left the video log page and entered the page where his information for his character was recorded.

  Options aside from creating a new character appeared on the game interface for the second gen helmet.

  There was a familiar figure floating in the air there.

  There were two words above its head—Happy.

  His gaze was fixed on him, and the scenes around him quickly changed.

  The young child martial artist quickly grew, and he grew closer to becoming a real wandering hero.

  When he stood on the stage, his tall and straight figure moved nimbly, causing his enemy to attack in a flurry, and during then, his gaze was sharp.

  His passion and memories spread out quickly in his c.h.e.s.t and brain.

  However, the scene reached the area outside Guanlin Temple.

  The elites from Five Venoms locked down the entire area and killed him repeatedly.

  In his anger and indignation, he charged out multiple times.

  He fell to his knees and had his blood gush into the air again and again.

  His vision was filled with red.

  The character in the air also seemed to be becoming alive little by little. He became Happy, who was filled with confidence and indignation. His gaze gradually became lively and fierce, and he stared at Happy calmly and with a hint of madness.

  Both stared at each other, and they seem to be able to hear each other's thoughts.

  A voice roared madly in his c.h.e.s.t, and it was about to escape from his throat.

  "Will you create a new character?" The system reminded him.

  "No." Happy's voice was cold and determined, and he resolutely jumped to his
in game character levitating in the air.

  At the moment he jumped into that character, a heroic feeling that he never felt before surged forth from within Happy's body. He seemed to be able to hear the dense wave of horse hooves thundering against the ground, along with the sound of war drums.

  He felt as if he can hear the chaotic and excited clashes of weapons against each other, as well as cries for murder, and he thought he saw a world for martial artists that caused his mind to shudder in excitement and fill him with boldness as well as determination.

  The system's voice rose once again.

  "Ding!

  "Player Happy has chosen to return to World of Martial Arts. Since the last time you logged in was one year, six months, and seven days ago, and you also deleted your character, the system will prepare a background for you.

  "After you were injured, a mysterious person helped you return to Shaolin Temple, and you used a total one year and six months to recover from your injuries."

  The system chattered on about his background, and it finally asked the question that caused Happy's emotions to surge and his heart to race. "Happy, will you immediately enter World of Martial Arts?"

  Happy said nothing. After repeatedly calming down the surging blood in his body, he s.u.c.k.e.d in a deep breath before he opened his eyes and answered, "Yes!"

  Right when he finished speaking, a dull thud rose. Then, a large, old, and heavy door slowly opened behind Happy.

  Piercing light quickly blended together with Happy.

  Chapter 922 - One with the World, Mad Monk

  When he arrived in Shaolin Temple, the familiar surroundings caused Happy to be stunned. Then, he realized that this was his master, Master Xuan Jing's zen garden.

  "Senior brother, some time ago, didn't you say that you can go down the mountain now since you've recovered? Master asked me to send word and told me to immediately have you go over."

  After the young novice monk finished speaking to Happy, he pushed his palms together before he turned around and left, leaving Happy alone in the zen garden while he sized up everything around him with great nostalgia.

  The peach blossom poles, stone seats, and a water tub.

  Everything was placed in their original positions, and very few secular disciples could be seen in the place.

  'Still the same as ever.'

  Happy's expression was very calm. He s.u.c.k.e.d in a huge breath of the air in the zen garden. It was clean and calm, because Master Xuan Jing loved the quiet. Hence, he deliberately built this zen garden in the empty space within the depths of the bamboo forest, and few players will usually come to this place.

  Even Master Xuan Jing's disciples will seldom come here, because it was far from the main temple.

  A long time ago, Happy trained in this place for a few months in one go, and at the same time, he learned a few martial arts that were related to hidden forces from Master Xuan Jing, such as Dragon Claw and Demon Subduing Vajra Kick.

  Even though they were ultimate techniques among the seventy-two ultimate techniques, they were different from other ultimate techniques. They symbolized Shaolin Temple's profound martial arts, and those whose requirements had reached the standard can learn them. Hence, they were not actually qualified to be known as ultimate techniques.

  Master Xuan Jing's zen garden was very simple. One side of it was for zen meditation, and the other was for practicing martial arts.

  The zen garden was quiet. It was just a small bamboo house.

  The space used for practicing martial arts was rather big. It was the yard where Happy currently was. There were some items placed there.

  When he remembered what the young novice monk said just now, Happy did not dare remain idle, he quickly walked toward the zen garden.

  This garden was a place Happy was so familiar with that he can close his eyes and walk around eight to ten times without running into anything. With familiar ease, he arrived in front of the door to the house in the zen garden.

  "Master." Happy respectfully knelt down on the cushion in front of the door.

  He still respected Master Xuan Jing a lot.

  This master of his became a monk when he was twenty-eight years old, and he practiced twelve of the seventy-two ultimate skills from Shaolin Temple. He might not be as strong as Myth Realm elites, he taught Happy many of the zen martial arts that allowed him to cultivate his mind, thereby becoming the place that baptized Happy's soul and made him diligent when it came to practicing martial arts.

  "You're here."

  The bamboo door opened, and Master Xuan Jing walked out with a gentle expression. His kind eyes were filled with compassion.

  "My child, you've finally thought things through. I'm delighted. However, if you go down the mountain now and reenter the world of martial arts, you will be surrounded by danger. I do not wish to bring you back from a mountain of corpses while you are covered in blood, like last time."

  Happy knew that this was the background the system gave him. He could not help but fall prostrate on the ground. "I will remember it."

  "Sigh… Ambitabha." Master Xuan Jing called out the name of Buddha. "Since you've already decided on your path, I will not force you to stay. However, before you go down the mountain, I hope that you will head to Punishment Mount and observe those monks who broke their vows. They had their eyes and souls blinded by hate and d.e.s.i.r.e. That is why they are constantly trapped there and are isolated from the world. I hope that you will continue observing the teachings of Buddha."

  "I will remember your teachings, master." Happy bowed again.

  "Ah, fine. Go, my foolish son." Master Xuan Jing released a long sigh with great lament. He called out the name of Buddha again before he returned into the bamboo house.

  *****

  The presence coming out of the cushion on the ground was incredibly familiar. Happy could not help but remember the time he asked to learn martial arts while he was in this garden. The previous cushion had been worn down because of how long he knelt there.

  When he remembered this, Happy suddenly came to a realization that he still had some ties in this game.

  A surge of warmth came out from the bottom of his heart, and he took the initiative to kowtow to the house again.

  "Master, take care of yourself."

  After he got up and left, a voice calling out to the name of Buddha rose from Master Xuan Jing's bamboo house, and it was filled with sentimentality. "Amitabha."

  *****

  After he left the zen garden, Happy brought out a Bamboo Hat from his Universe Bag to conceal his original appearance. At the same time, he checked the items in his Universe Bag.

  Aside from a few bottles containing Small Reversion Pills and a bottle of Origin Leopard Pills, there were only a few grade one masterpieces he did not manage to sell in his bag.

  He had a Bright Moon Heart Protection Mirror on him, which he obtained from Taichi Cave, and it was embedded on a soft, silver robe. The other parts of his body were all created by silver cloth and wild silk. It was the creation of the top tailor at that time, and the attributes for this set of equipment could rival a low-grade demon vessel at the third echelon.

  By the looks of it now, this Silver Robe Set should not have completely gone out of date. At the very least, if a first class elite wore this, he will not appear to be lowering his status too much.

  However, after he left the zen garden, Happy felt lost for an instant.

  It had been one year and a half since he logged in. Where should he go now?

  When he walked on the mountain trails in Mount Song, which were filled with people, Happy felt a slight chill down his spine.

  He had no connection whatsoever with One Emperor, and it was the same case for Lin Xiao and Red Dust.

  As of right now, he was in a hurry to learn of how his strength ranked in the current World of Martial Arts. He knew that right now, most players were already in Moksha Realm.

  Without his realization, the temperature around hi
m began to drop. His qi cultivation technique, which was an orthodox Shaolin Temple technique, automatically helped him chase away the cold. It was only then that Happy realized he had already arrived at a cliff.

  There were around ten players with strong qi flying over Iron Chain Bridge to head to Punishment Mount.

  He can tell with just one glance that they were Shaolin Temple disciples with a solid foundation for their lower bodies.

  Some of them stood on the iron chains with steady footsteps, and they formed one line while they seriously and carefully walked toward the cliff across them in the face of the howling wind between the mountains.

  A few people can be found in each chain, and as the chain swayed, their bodies swayed as well. It looked incredibly terrifying and dangerous.

  On both sides of the cliffs were a few Shaolin Temple disciples who defended the area with their weapons out and ready to fight. They will greet each unfamiliar face who came to them with these words.

  "Those who passed through the cliff, please use the chain you used yesterday. Do try not to affect our senior brothers in their training."

  Happy also received the warning from these Shaolin Temple disciples, and he cannot help but let out a faint cry of surprise. So, he stopped to ask, "What are your senior brothers training?"

  "Affinity, body movements, and will!"

  When the Shaolin Temple disciples saw that Happy seemed to have no idea of what was going on, they did not show any sign of impatience. They just explained patiently. "You're not a Shaolin Temple disciple, are you? Our senior brothers discovered half a year ago that if we train on the chains in this place, you can increase the speed in which you increase the stats for your Body Movement and Affinity. You can also train your hidden attributes, which is willpower. You're not a Shaolin Temple disciple, so your lower body isn't stable enough. You won't be able to train using this method. There's a possibility that you will fall to your death and have al, your bones shattered."