Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

  Clang! Clang! Clang, clang!

  Amid the rapid and frequent metallic clashes, sparks flew everywhere. A gray figure and blue figure moved about continuously. A black fist sucked away the air around it and made it move along itself. It let out a dull but powerful roar that sounded as if it were a vortex which surrounded the blue figure in the middle. The gray figure looked like a perpetual motion machine that would never stop, and his surging fighting spirit was never ending.

  Happy, who was the person in blue robes, gradually lost his advantage from his initial relaxed state.

  Fighting against a Mystical Realm fighter in a battle to the death had always been a dangerous process, but right then, Flowering Knights’ Song was his only high-tier martial art, and its speed simply could not catch up to the monk’s fists, who could execute them at will! And it was a Shaolin Monk who could use his hands as weapons as easily normal people drank wine and ate.

  Soon, Happy was at a disadvantage.

  But fortunately, he did not really care whether he had an advantage or not. As of then, his goal was to make his Flowering Knights’ Song reach the tenth realm. Without being bothered by the fact that he was at a disadvantage, he took up a defensive stance and handled the situation calmly while polishing his technique.

  Because of it, Happy made the monk who had broken his Buddhist vows use quite a lot of profound skills from Shaolin’s Arhat Fist. The longer they fought, the fiercer the monk’s skills became. During the later stages of the fight, he practically descended into madness. Every single one of his attacks was strong enough to be fatal, and his strength also increased.

  Happy had accumulated quite a lot of abrasions because of a few mistakes. His battle log was repeatedly renewed with new notifications, and the frequency at which they came was maddening. His Black Sand Invulnerable Body absorbed a certain degree of damage and experience, and it slowly grew stronger too.

  After around ten minutes had passed, Flowering Knights’ Song had only increased by less than 0.2 of the level, but Black Sand Invulnerable Body was actually pushed from the initial stage to the middle stage of the fifth realm.

  Happy never let his guard down while using the monk as target practice.

  After all, when he came over, he had noticed that there was someone following him from the distance. And even if that wasn’t the case, the people from the three sects would not give up on the brocade box just like that. They would definitely think of all sorts of ways and even fork out large amounts of money for a fortune telling to figure out his location through a diviner on the streets.

  So, there was another key factor that led to Happy being at a disadvantage against the monk—multitasking.

  But reality soon proved that it had been necessary.

  A strange sound rose from the other end of the chain!

  It was immediately followed by a black figure which had attached itself to one of the five chains leaving the white fog. It moved at a moderate pace toward the mountain.

  Netherworld, who was the person attached to the chain, also noticed a young player in blue robes fighting fiercely against a monk who was clearly an NPC at the cliff.

  When he saw that the player was busy fighting at a disadvantage and did not have time to free himself, Netherworld was instantly delighted.

  ‘I have a perfect chance!’

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  He activated his body fortification technique and couldn’t resist increasing the speed of his climb.

  Netherworld wanted to use the chance when the other player did not have time to divide his attention to handle him to reach the cliff!

  However, right when he increased his speed, the situation of the battle suddenly changed, and it made his spirits, which had risen, to plummet.

  Dragon Capture!

  When Happy saw that someone wanted to use the chance to fly through the iron chains and enter Punishment Mount, his gaze focused. He no longer had the courage to hold himself back. He looked at the monk’s swift fists, formed his left hand into the shape of a claw, struck the monk’s fist with the other hand, and moved forward as swiftly as lightning.

  A powerful whirlpool-like forced appeared around his left hand.

  The monk’s expression changed.

  The instant Happy avoided his attack, his left hand struck the monk’s fist.

  If Happy were a player who was at the same qi realm as the monk,, that one strike might have put him in danger, but Happy was just in Blessed Realm, and his qi was not powerful. Hence, his move just made it seem like he was being reckless.

  However, the moment Happy struck the monk’s fist, the qi that surged outward did not wish to cause any injuries to the monk.

  The qi surged into a whirlpool that did not stir up any splashes, and Happy suddenly changed from striking the monk to seizing his arm. His fingers were placed on the Lesser Surge acupressure point[1] and Lesser Yang Meridian[2]. The monk’s qi was instantly blocked, and he could no longer exert force. He could only watch as Happy stretched his hand and pulled him in. Immediately, the monk’s balance was broken, and he was tugged horizontally of Happy.

  Boom!

  As expected of one of the ultimate techniques Master Xuan Kong had created himself. Dragon Capture could cut into the enemy’s space in an ingenious manner, and the skill was so brilliant that Happy had never seen anything like it before. Once he was successful in his execution, his enemies were simply powerless to fight back.

  He forced down the crazed happiness in him.

  Happy jumped up with the monk who had broken his Buddhist vows.

  With a stern expression, he turned around with a short and swift step, and his Hundred-battle Saber let out a terrifying whistle. Once Happy had the monk controlled, he crashed into his body, which had lost its balance and risen from the ground because of the tug.

  “AAAAHHHH!!!!!!”

  A shrill and terrified scream came from the monk’s mouth.

  Of course, it was not because Flowering Knights’ Song delivered a great deal of damage. The monk’s body fortification technique made his body as hard as steel, and his defense was astonishing. It was hard to injure him heavily.

  But the Dragon Capture Happy executed before it had unexpectedly broken the monk’s balance, and the slash from the saber had pushed the monk off the cliff while he was airborne!

  No matter how strong the monk’s body fortification technique was, he could not survive the fall.

  When he suddenly realized that he had flown out of the cliff and had to face the abyss thousands of feet below him, the evil monk, whose state of enlightenment was not high, lost his calm composure.

  He pedalled fiercely in the air.

  The monk’s reaction was incredibly quick. His panicked actions actually managed to stop his fall, and he landed on the iron chains of the bridge.

  Clang!

  One of the iron chains shuddered.

  The monk regained his balance, and like a wild goose, he rose high into the air and landed on the cliff.

  But unfortunately for him, with that jump, he came face to face with Happy, who had his saber held high and guarded the end of the bridge.

  The monk’s pupils swiftly shrank in fear! But he still braced himself and rushed over.

  Before he could even get near the place.

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Two cold glares shot out and went straight for the middle of his chest and his crotch.

  “Despicable!” the monk roared, but he could not ignore the two throwing knives. He used his hands to send them flying, and a chill seeped into his bones from the cliff before him.

  A fierce, dark blue saber glare came at him like a strike from the deities in heaven. It slashed at the monk’s terrified and pale face. This time, the monk was struck head on, and he flew off the cliff with his face toward the sky. There was no need for him to turn around and look. He already knew that he was definitely beyond the reach of the five iron chains.

  Happy killed the monk just like that.

  He could no longer be bothered to look at the figure he had pushed off the cliff. He patted his sleeves in a relaxed manner, and through the corner of his eyes, he cast a glance at the player who had stopped moving on the iron chain—Netherworld.

  Happy looked away and nonchalantly walked more than thirty feet away before he bent down and calmly picked up the brocade box he had cast on the ground upon reaching the cliff.

  Netherworld remained frozen on the iron chain. He stared at the brocade box in Happy’s arms, but did not dare to move an inch forward. He would need to be insane to do it. He had just witnessed a Mystical Realm fighter easily thrown off the cliff by that player. If he went over there himself, it would mean that he was asking for his death!

  But Netherworld did not want to go against his own personality and ruin his own dignity.

  “Sir, Class One Hall will buy the item in your hands at a high price! You may name the price as you please,” he said loudly.

  Happy stood at the cliff while flicking off the dust from the brocade box. He looked like a monk who had transcended worldliness, but when he heard Netherworld name the sect he was affiliated to, a cold light shone in his eyes.

  Clang!

  His Hundred-battle Saber was decisively stabbed into the cliff, and it let out a proud whistle!

  Its might was brought into full display!