Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

  When he lost in a single move, the man with the coronet realized that some of the matters in the rumors were not as they had expected. Happy had definitely not used some tricks to seize the brocade box and toy with the normal players.

  Ghost Slayer Art in the eighth realm would definitely not lose to a high-tier martial art of the ninth realm with the same requirements in qi realm in terms of lethality and bizarreness.

  Usually, even if people had a high-tier martial art in Grandmaster Realm, they would find it hard to figure out the unique characteristics within the double attack from the real nunchucks and the soundwaves of Ghost Slayer Art in a short period of time. It was because of this that he had the courage to volunteer to chase after Happy by himself, but right then, based on what he saw, he had been blinded by his confidence, so much so that he had made a fool of himself.

  He had overestimated himself and underestimated his opponent too much!

  He was faced with a person who had defeated the core combat squad of Class One Hall, so there was no way that he would be someone easy to deal with.

  The man with the coronet closed his eyes and waited for death, but even after he waited for a long time, he did not feel the saber on him nor the pain that would accompany it.

  Instead, he heard the cacophony of cries of pain, wails, screams of surprise, and enraged roars. They were all gathered into one huge mess and reached his ears from another direction.

  He opened his eyes and looked there.

  A group of more than one hundred riders had been yanked off their horses and were scattered all over the ground! The terrifying dark-blue saber glare shone without fear in the middle of them. Happy swung his blade in a breathtaking manner, turning the situation incredibly chaotic!

  When he saw it, the man with the coronet sucked in multiple sharp breaths. The people before him should be another force of power chasing after Happy after they obtained news about his location. Even though there were not many Blessed Realm players among them, it was not an easy feat to easily strike and throw so many people into chaos for one person.

  Not only would Happy need courage and strength for it, he would also need an incredible attention to detail and technique!

  Happy no longer left into the distance after he slaughtered some people, just like he did before. Instead, he killed everyone he reached. Every single time he attacked, a number of people would be cut and sent into the air by the saber glares that sliced through the wind. It was hard for them to survive.

  The man with the coronet instantly held his breath and paid attention to the battlefield. He gradually forgot his injuries and that he had just lost. He stared without blinking at the blue figure moving with agility within the crowd.

  As he watched, his expression became more solemn!

  He understood it then.

  Happy’s saber technique should have already reached the tenth realm. With the weapon that was practically a masterpiece in his hands, his offense was so great that there were practically no one who could stand up to him.

  Happy had thrown the entire battlefield into chaos and killed resolutely. Under his offense that tore through his enemies as if they were paper, he might seem to be fighting alone against more than one hundred people, but in truth, there was not a single enemy behind him!

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  The only people who could truly threaten him were the four in front of him.

  But they were all intimidated by Happy’s crushing advantage and dominated regardless of their momentum or strength.

  The most terrifying thing was that in the world of martial artists’ battles, the side which had more people would usually find itself with hands tied behind its back. Everyone would be afraid of their weapons cutting their own people.

  The chaos provided Happy with the best conditions and the perfect battleground!

  And as the number of people was reduced, the situation would not bring about pressure or trouble to Happy.

  His momentum only continued to increase, and the players who had long since lost their fighting spirit would find their limbs weaken upon being faced with him. They did not know what to do.

  There was no way anyone would not be broken like a twig when a high-tier saber technique at the tenth realm went swinging at them.

  The man with the coronet could say nothing. He felt all sorts of emotions in his heart, but more than anything, he was impressed.

  What kind of world was the world of martial arts?

  It was a world in which those who were skilled could walk the land bravely, a world where people did things in a straightforward and frank manner!

  Only such people could move around like fish in the water in the world of martial artists. Only they could be successful!

  Right then, he was actually a little envious of Happy. Even if he died right then, his success and feats would be remembered by many for life. They would never forget it.

  At the very least, the man with the coronet himself did not think he would ever forget what had happened that day.

  The screams of pain did not stop.

  The battle continued, but the people who had surrounded Happy had lost many of their men, and they no longer had their fighting spirit nor morale. When Happy attacked them, they would break down. There were already about eighty people and horses lying dead on the ground.

  The players at the riverbank of Luoyang were all shocked and worried. They gathered by the side and watched the intense fight not far away from them dumbfounded.

  “Bring it on!!”

  As the number of corpses on the ground increased, more onlookers showed up as well.

  A young man with lavish and expensive clothing among the group of ambushers seemed to be provoked by that. His face twisted, and he roared in anger. He jumped up and drew his sword in the air. Dazzling white light swiftly gathered at the tip of his sword, and with indomitable, murderous intent, he gave off a presence that could suffocate people. It made the dark blue saber glare beneath him freeze for a moment.

  The sword was so fast that it could hardly be seen. The moment Happy noticed it, the sword was already seven feet away from him. It was as swift as lightning.

  Even if Happy swung his saber to parry it, he would be too slow.

  The man with the coronet was also shocked by the sword, which seemed to have come out of nowhere. When he reacted to the situation, he sucked in a sharp breath and broke out in cold sweat for Happy.

  The legend Happy had created for himself seemed about to come to an end.

  At the moment of crisis, the onlookers and the person in the air suddenly felt a terrifying presence.

  Their hearts tensed.

  Then, they noticed that the sword which had appeared out of nowhere had been captured by Happy while it was in the air.

  The incredibly fierce sword was guided to the side, and two shouts of surprise rose into the air at the same time.

  The young man who jumped out of the group and ambushed Happy was forced a few feet backwards after he landed on the ground in a stagger. It was only then that he managed to dispel the qi that came from Happy. He looked up and stared at Happy with his face full of disbelief.

  Heaven Origin Sword was a profound technique from Heaven Origin Sword Technique. It would drain away almost all of the body’s qi and deliver one desperate slash. It was so quick that it would appear like a bolt of lightning, and it was the well-dressed young man’s killing technique. None of the players he had faced managed to escape death before it.

  If Happy had managed to avoid the attack during the chaos, the young man might have understood how he managed to survive, but Happy had actually used his hand to receive the profound technique from Heaven Origin Sword Technique, which had an offensive power that surpassed one thousand! How could he not be shocked by this?!

  Happy was also shocked!

  During the crisis just then, his Dragon Capture had indeed allowed him to escape the danger, but his original intention had been to neutralize the attack and snatch the man’s weapon. He did not expect, however, that he would receive a strange notification from the system when he grabbed the young man’s weapon.

  “Seized a weapon, but since the qi realm is similar, you have failed to grab the weapon!”

  Happy was speechless.

  He had managed to easily snatch the weapon from a Mystical Realm monk who broke his Buddhist vows, so he did not think that he would be judged as having failed to grab a Blessed Realm player’s weapon. It was quite strange.

  But when he thought about it, it was only logical.

  If Dragon Capture could allow its user to snatch other players’ weapons at will and claim them as their own, wouldn’t the game be thrown into chaos? If he could just take other people’s weapons, all Happy would need to do in the future would be to execute Dragon Capture, and all the divine weapons and treasures could be put into his bag.

  When he thought it through, Happy was no longer troubled by the fact that he failed to grab the weapon.

  His gaze turned and landed on the young man with the lavish and expensive clothing.

  In his heart, though, he praised the heavens for that stroke of luck!

  As expected, he should seize the time to learn and master the high-tier martial arts he needed. As of then, his abilities made him a good player of average standards. It would be impossible for him to reach the standards of his previous life like that. If he had not unexpectedly come to understand the Dragon Capture style from the Ten True Dragon Styles, even if he had not died under Heaven Origin Sword, he would have had to spend one of his life-saving medicinal pills……

  ‘I have to be more careful when I wander about the world of martial artists!”

  Happy lifted his Hundred-battle Saber, and his eyes focused before he moved swiftly! He went to cut down the young man with the lavish and expensive clothing, who had now lost half of his qi and had not recovered from using the profound technique.