Sword Among Us c1-1268

by Black Swordsman Online

  Also, only the span of a breath was required for them to reach the center of the area from the edge of the marble slab.

  The other people noticed this at the same time Howling Moon did. Their gazes instantly burned with fervor.

  At that moment, the marble slab tilted a little.

  Since the number was not even, the marble slab at the top of the tower started tilting slightly to one side.

  The group's expressions changed.

  Those who were at the top of the slope were in a better condition, but those at the bottom of the slope started sliding downwards.

  When they saw this, the people at the bottom of the slope quickly rushed forward to regain balance!

  If they went a little further ahead, they would reach the spot where the placate was.

  The people across them saw this, and they immediately became anxious.

  'You want to get the plate? It won't be that easy!'

  That group charged to the center at the same time as well.

  The slowly tilting marble slab slowly decreased its inclination and gradually returned to its original position.

  But the seventeen supreme-class elites instantly drew close to each other because of the marble slab righting itself!

  'Even if it'll be a tough battle, we'll have to fight!'

  The plate was still above their heads. They could no longer escape from the fighting against each other fiercely.

  In the plains under the blue sky filled with white clouds, the orderly yurts and army-grade yurts formed a connected line in the distant horizon until they reached the foot of a snowy mountain.

  A group of built men living in the plains sang boisterously as they spurred their horses forward to charge down the plains to chase after a team of wild horses they had just discovered.

  The men of the plains were all great on horseback. They clamped their t.h.i.g.hs around the horses' stomachs and stood up while they threw the lassos in their hands.

  Every time they threw the lassos, they could accurately catch a handsome horse from the team of wild horses.

  "Ha!"

  "Ah!"

  "Ha! Hahahaha!"

  Every time someone managed to get a horse, the men of the plains would be generous with their praises. They would use all sorts of gestures and whistles to congratulate their friend.

  Compared to the songs and delight at this sight, the atmosphere at the army-grade yurts was much more solemn.

  The defense inside and outside the yurts was very tight, and there were guards stationed everywhere!

  There were dozens of Mongolian riders forming lines, with more than ten riders in each line. They were fully-equipped in armor while they moved about the camp in a dense fashion to patrol the area while they intersected with each other. They surveyed their surroundings with intense gazes, as if they were about to face a great enemy.

  Someone on the snowy mountain looked away and quietly lowered his body to hide behind a rock. With a few jumps, he arrived in a rather spacious area on the snowy mountain.

  Whoosh!

  Cold wind blew.

  One person stood proudly with his eyes closed in this world of wind and snow.

  Even though he stood in wind and snow, he had harmoniously blended together with the world. When the wind and snow reached his side, they would smoothly bypass him, and not a single snowflake landed on him.

  But his silver hair danced wildly behind him, showing off a uniquely charming and domineering air.

  Evil Emperor!

  "Leader."

  A snow-white figure quickly arrived in front of him in the wind and snow before he stopped.

  Evil Emperor stopped harmonizing with the world for a moment before he slowly opened his eyes. A brilliant spark shone in his eyes.

  "What's the situation in the Turkic army camp?"

  That person raised his indifferent face and answered, "Martial Paragon Bi Xuan has an extraordinary status. Ever since they were alerted by our scouts, he was brought into the Turkic King's tent. Now, there are guards around the king's tent at all times."

  "Since we've alerted them, let it be. If we attack a Turkic city, we will definitely lose some members. At that time, the situation will be bad for us. How many soldiers are there around the king's tent?" Evil Emperor was not at all surprised by the information they managed to get. His tone remained calm.

  "Based on my observations, there are a total of fifteen thousand yurts at the foot of the mountain. Based on initial estimations, there are three hundred thousand elite riders among them. Among them, there are more than five hundred one thousand-man commanders, and these are the ones who are slightly better at fighting. There are one hundred ten thousand-man commanders, and fifty Myth Realm elites. They have ten people at the later stage of Myth Realm with them, and three at the peak of Myth Realm!"

  The person spoke crisply, "There are too many elites in there, and the distribution of manpower is very even. Aside from you, if we force our way in, we'll alert the entire camp when we get close to the first later. At that time, we'll face the attack from three hundred thousand people."

  "That's a lot of people…"

  At that moment, a person covered in snow and who had been standing quietly behind Evil Emperor suddenly spoke.

  Whoosh!

  With one soft thud, the snow on him fell off, and Flame Wolf's familiar face was shown.

  "No matter. It's just a small Turkic king's tent. We've sent two thousand people this time. Even if we force our way in, the Turkic people won't be able to stop us!"

  As he spoke, other voices stating the same things rose and fell, and the snow flew.

  Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Snow-covered people shook off the snow on their bodies to reveal their real faces underneath.

  Peach Blossom, Immortal, Golden Rakkhasa, Bloody Hell Saber, and the others were among the ones standing in front. Beside them were a few men and women with extraordinary presences. Their gazes were cold and brutal.

  As these people showed up, the dense wave of snow-covered people behind them shuddered as well to shake off the snow on them.

  Whoosh!

  Layers of snow flew in the air.

  Their qi surged and gathered together to form a magnificent wave of heat. It swept up the snow howling in the air and made them evaporate.

  More men and women with powerful presences showed up.

  They formed a line that reached the mountain creek in the distance behind Evil Emperor.

  If anyone looked over, they would find that the space was instantly filled with men and women who stood tall and straight and whose breathing were firm and steady.

  At that moment, if there were Chinese players around now, when they saw the endless stream of people in the mountain creek, they would definitely be so scared witless.

  There was no one in the group whose qi was weak. Each of them had demon vessels and divine weapons in hand, and they were equipped from head to toe in armor. They were like a powerful, top-tier, destructive army.

  And Evil Emperor had the presence of the king of demons, causing all the people in the mountain creek to release a destructive presence that was about to explode forth.

  "Leader, please give your orders."

  "It has been a long time since we had such a major operation. You might as well let us enjoy this massacre. We'll kill all the three hundred thousand people at the foot of the mountain!"

  "That's right."

  "I've long since found Happy's conceitedness an eyesore. How could he occupy the top ten pay-to-view battle replays? We should take down the Turkic king's tent in this battle and form the ultimate legend in World of Martial Arts!"

  The Wild Wolves were all very conceited and arrogant, but none of them had mocking and derisive looks in their eyes.

  They were formed of two thousand supreme-class elites, and each of them were people who possessed the strength of one hundred men. All of them were the elites of the international mercenary group!


  The three hundred thousand normal Turkic elites were not unbeatable to them!

  To many people, right now, the king's tent and the three hundred thousand people at the foot of the mountain were just weeds that they could trample upon at any moment they wanted.

  The group's words spread like wildfire and stirred up everyone's bloodl.u.s.t!

  As they spoke, their blood burned with passion, and their eyes looked as if there were two balls of flames burning in them. Their eyes shone with a brutal light that resembled wild wolves!

  Evil Emperor did not stop the group from speaking.

  Instead, he quietly basked himself in the feeling of his comrades' wild emotions and their murderous intent, and he enjoyed it.

  "Leader!"

  "Tell us! How should we fight!"

  "We can't wait anymore…"

  After some time, the two thousand people looked as if they had turned into wild wolves who had their claws and fangs sharpened. Their eyes shone fiercely. Evil Emperor gave his orders resolutely.

  "Once night falls, we act.

  "I'll give you two hours. Take down the Turkic king's tent by then!"

  Chapter 1232 - Howling Moon Grabs the Plate

  In the Chinese plains, all the players gathered together!

  At Lovely Land's headquarters were more than one hundred supreme-class elites fighting for Heavenly Saber Song Que's legacy.

  In the blink of an eye, the seventeen supreme-class elites who were the first batch of people to get to the top were forced to fight the most intense battle for the plate!

  There was no warm-up for it. They just entered the most intense and brutal fight!

  Weapons clashed. Sometimes, someone fell from the air and died.

  Some of them were attacked by multiple people at the same time, and they were f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y thrown off the tower. There were some who were ambushed by others while they were fighting, and some slid off the edge of the marble slab because they were too focused on the fight.

  These supreme-class elites were disqualified within three minutes since the tournament began, and they died with regrets in their hearts.

  This brutal sight caused countless elites who came to watch the tournament to feel nervous. They sighed.

  This tournament seemed to have happened suddenly, and it was incredibly unfair.

  There were people who formed groups to fight on the tower. To those who fought alone, they would not be able to see even a single shred of hope in winning. They did not even have the chance to truly show off their strength, and they died just like that.

  Phantasmal Shadow, Lin Xiao, and Wandering Know-it-all were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

  As they watched an endless stream of supreme-class elites being thrown off the top or middle of the tower and subsequently being disqualified, they gave Happy puzzled glances.

  They could not understand why Happy would use such a unique method to choose the strongest fighter in Lovely Land.

  If he did this, luck would play a huge part in whoever would end up the winner in the future!

  Happy and Ji Feng's expressions did not change. They watched the ever-changing situation on the tower with unfathomable expressions.

  Twenty…

  Very soon, twenty people were disqualified.

  These people returned to the audience seats near the stage where the hosts were after they were disqualified, and their faces were full of regret and loathing.

  Some people could not hold back from dragging their companions and walking out from the crowd to the stage of the hosts.

  "Sect Master, you should have said that we're not allowed to work together beforehand. We were attacked by Howling Moon and four of his friends just now. We just weren't his opponents."

  "That's right! I don't think there's any fairness in the tournament if they win using numbers. You'd also lose your original purpose of the tournament if you choose your winner like that."

  "I think the same!"

  These people voiced their indignation and disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e at the same time.

  Phantasmal Shadow, Lin Xiao, and the others were not surprised by these people's appearance. Every supreme-class elite in the Chinese plains had their own pride. It was very normal for them to express their opinions in this sort of opinion.

  Besides, they were both very puzzled as well. They waited for Happy and Ji Feng quietly, wanting to see how they would answer and deal with the matter.

  When he heard this, Happy smiled. "It seems like you won't be able to watch this calmly if I don't explain things clearly to you. But I have to continue discovering those who performed well during this tournament. Vice Sect Master Ji, please explain to them."

  "Understood!" Ji Feng smiled and turned around to face the group. "Regardless of where you are, human relationsh.i.p.s are a manifestation of strength. All of you have not joined Lovely Land for long, so why is it that they can work together, but you can't? Why is it that they know how to use their companions' strength, but you can't?"

  "This is…"

  Some in the crowd came to a realization, but some remained indignant. Right when they wanted to speak up to retort, Ji Feng raised his hand and stopped them from speaking.

  "I know what you want to say. Some of you joined early, and some of you joined late. But this is also a form of advantage, and they are just using their advantage in a reasonable manner.

  This group of people noticed that Ji Feng spoke in measured tones and in a rhythmic manner. It was as if he had prepared this speech a long time ago and was just waiting for them to come up and question him. The loathing and gloominess in their hearts slowly faded away, and they listened to his reason seriously.

  "You mentioned just now that if the competitors worked together, it would affect the fairness in the tournament, and we won't be able to truly be able to choose the strongest in Lovely Land this way.

  "But I have already discussed this with the sect master. The strength of the members in the sect are about the same. Even if we do manage to choose someone in the end, you will not be able to accept it. You believe that you will be able to defeat that person if you just trained for a little while longer. This method is the only method that will truly allow our sect master to be able to fulfill his initial goal of discovering supreme-class elites whose strength stand above other people." Ji Feng stopped talking for a while. As the group of people gradually understood what he said, he continued. "Otherwise, why can't we just choose the strongest among these people?"

  Even though some were still not completely convinced, these people felt delight bloom in them when they heard Ji Feng's explanation.

  Supreme-class elites whose strength stood above the rest!

  Indeed, they might not be outstanding, but Howling Moon and his group might not be able to stand until the end too.

  There were other people on top!

  Hence, these people were able to suppress the loathing and regrets in their hearts. They returned to their seats and continued to watch the intense tournament.

  As time passed, all the people who were the first to reach the top of the tower were sent flying down, and only Howling Moon as well as his party were left.

  "The one called Howling Moon is pretty good."

  Happy had been paying attention to the fight on the tower all this while, so it was only natural for him to have noticed that this person had been leading his four companions in secret. He coordinated their attacks and forced the others down the tower.

  Even though the others formed a temporary alliance later one, Howling Moon still used all sorts of methods to break their alliance in a short time. He was not an easy person to deal with.

  "Ji Feng, your subordinate is pretty like you."

  A soft cough rose behind him, and it was immediately followed by Ji Feng's explanation.

  "Sect Master, I have definitely never revealed the tournament's rules to anyone." He sounded nervous.

  "I know. Their actions are all spontaneous. Your commanding skills
might be pretty good, but this guy's style is rather different from you. He knows how to protect himself even more." Happy's answer caused Ji Feng to release a breath of relief. He wiped off the cold sweat on his brow.

  If he were accused of cheating, he might have all his hard work in Lovely Land denied.

  But Ji Feng did indeed not reveal anything to others, just like he said.

  Ji Feng had revealed some things because he knew that Howling Moon had pretty decent commanding skills and was very strong as well, which meant that he had a chance of seizing Heavenly Saber Song Que's legacy.

  Still, Howling Moon performed too beautifully.

  This inevitably attracted Happy's attention!

  If someone said something like that, they would usually be sending a warning, and the other possibility behind it… would be because Happy had indeed noticed Happy's ability!

  It was not because of Howling Moon's commands.

  Howling Moon did not go to grab the plate by himself. Instead, he asked someone else to grab it.

  That boldness caused Happy to regard him differently.

  Even Phantasmal Shadow and Lin Xiao regarded him differently!

  "Congratulations!"

  "Congratulations, Sect Master Happy!"

  "You have an amazing fighter!"

  "Haha! It's still too early to say that." While Phantasmal Shadow and Lin Xiao congratulated him, Happy smiled in a relaxed fashion, but his gaze never wavered from the tower.

  Howling Moon was good!

  Even if he did not manage to get Heavenly Saber Song Que's legacy, he could be considered as one of the excellent members, and he would train him as one of the pillars of Lovely Land.

  There were quite a number of great fighters in the people remaining. These people were just as talented as Howling Moon, and they would not allow Howling Moon to get Heavenly Saber Song Que's legacy so easily.

  "Three minutes… Half a minute has already passed. How could you still remain calm?"

  Happy smiled calmly. He slowly grabbed the teacup in front of him and sniffed it. To him, even if he did not use his eyes, he could still check the situation on the tower.