Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

  When Chen Younliang saw that Song Qingshu was being verbally persecuted, he felt anxious.

  The provocative words earlier had been successful, but Song Qingshu was clearly not Happy’s opponent. He was refuted to the point that he was worthless, and in his anger, he forcefully blocked Happy’s path.

  When Chen Youliang saw that the martial artists of Hero’s Mountain Villa were about to interfere, an anxious look appeared on his face. He tried to persuade Song Qingshu, but the young man was bent on trying to regain his honor from Happy, and he stubbornly refused to leave.

  At that moment, Happy decided to compromise a little.

  “It is not impossible for me to fight against you, but there must be something at stake.”

  When he said that, a hint of unease flashed past Chen Youliang’s face.

  He had thought that Happy had only decided to turn against Song Qingshu because he was provoked and they were in a stalemate, but by the looks of it, Happy had not actually flown into a rage. Instead, both of them had fallen into some sort of scheme by Happy.

  Just when he was prepared to persuade his companion to stop, Song Qingshu beamed in delight and snorted coldly before he nodded. “Tell me what it is!”

  Happy smiled and said what he had thought of when he had a sudden burst of inspiration earlier. “Swear in front of the people that if you lose to me, you will apologize to Sect Leader Zhou right in front of all the heroes in the world.”

  Song Qingshu’s expression turned very unpleasant, but he remained silent.

  He had also heard rumors about Happy’s strength. Even though he practiced a rather extraordinary martial art that was now lost to the world—Heart Hastening Palm, he could admit to himself that he did not have full confidence in being able to defeat Happy. If he lost, he would lose all his dignity in front of Zhou Zhiruo, so how could he court her in the future?

  “Too hard for you?”

  When Happy saw that Song Qingshu’s face filled with anger, he seemed to have predicted that Song Qingshu would not agree to it immediately. He did not wait for Song Qingshu to answer him though.

  “If you can’t do it, I have another offer. If you are beneath me and lose to me, as long as you agree to go back to Wudang Sect for three years without ever descending from the mountain as well as not harboring any delusional thoughts about Zhou Zhiruo, I can agree to your challenge. So? Do you still not dare to take up the challenge?”

  Due to the atmosphere Happy had created, the martial artists in the area had already begun to cast Song Qingshu disdainful and mocking looks.

  While in the restaurant, the eyes of Song Yuanqiao and his group lit up when they heard Happy’s words. They finally understood the true meaning behind Happy’s actions.

  “Young Swordsman Happy is indeed extraordinary……” Song Qingshu stroked his beard and smiled in relief.

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  He understood his son’s strength all too well. Happy had worked hard to provoke Song Qingshu so that he could push him into an embarrassing situation, but it unintentionally solved the greatest difficulty that had plagued Song Yuanqiao since he came.

  The group smiled and continued to watch the street below them.

  Once Song Qingshu was provoked, he gritted his teeth in exasperation and answered, “Alright! I’ll agree to it!”

  ‘Oh no!’

  Chen Youliang’s expression changed drastically, and the anxiety in his eyes grew even more prominent.

  He wanted to use Song Qingshu to get close to Zhou Zhiruo so that he would have a chance to get Nine Yin Manual, but if Song Qingshu really lost and went back to Wudang Sect without the right to go down the mountain for three years, all his hard work would go up in smoke.

  “Young Swordsman Happy, I think—”

  Clang!

  Happy ignored Chen Youliang. Naturally, he would not allow him to throw a wrench into his plans. A sword whine that traveled far and wide rose. He drew his sword, and it was directed at Song Qingshu.

  Song Qingshu lifted his sword slowly with a grave expression.

  The martial artists on the street of Hero’s Mountain Villa were affected by the duo, and out of their own free will, they cleared up a space for them. A light breeze blew past, and a bleak as well as stern atmosphere appeared/

  Quite a number of players in the crowd were dumbfounded.

  They did not expect that there would actually be people who would bring their quests to Hero’s Mountain Villa and try to complete them there. The person even caused a huge ruckus. For a period of time, the crowd was incredibly interested in this. Everyone stood around and did not even blink.

  *****

  When Song Qingshu fell into his control, Happy quickly calmed down.

  Even though he did not know what sort of martial art Song Qingshu had obtained, if it allowed him to have the courage to challenge him, it definitely had to be some sort of killing move.

  Happy could not have his plan fail at the final step.

  He was still rather confident that he could win the fight though.

  No matter how strong Song Qingshu was, it was impossible for him to be stronger than Xuanming Elders, A’da, and A’er, which meant that as long as Happy was careful, it would not be difficult for him to win.

  Right then, what troubled Happy was that it was clear that he could not rely on Flying Dragon Sword Technique if he wanted to defeat Song Qingshu. The man before him was an outstanding disciple of Wudang Sect, and his skills with the sword were not weak. He also had an unknown ultimate technique with him.

  If Happy used just Ten True Dragon Styles, it would be difficult for him to win against within a short period of time, and if the situation forced him to, he might have to use Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm.

  If it was exposed, however, it would surely bring him a lot of trouble, but Happy believed that everything had its own risks. For the sake of Nine Yang Divine Skill, it was worth it to take this bit of risk.

  *****

  “Happy, please grant me your guidance.”

  Song Qingshu’s emotions might have been affected because of Happy’s words, but when the time came for the battle, he calmed down, and even though his expression was still unpleasant, killing intent raged in him.

  Happy raised his Nation Protecting Divine Sword indifferently and calmly changed into his Golden Armor.

  The cold Golden Armor did not cause Song Qingshu to have any changes in his demeanor, but Happy could sense that his stamina and strength were swiftly becoming greater.

  “HAH!”

  At the moment he equipped the last piece of armor, Song Qingshu finally moved. He tapped against the ground, and his longsword moved like lightning toward Happy’s face. It had the momentum of a thunderclap.

  The two people who were fighting on the arena not too far away could not even match up to the momentum of Song Qingshu!

  At that moment, the limelight of the fight in the arena had been completely snatched by Song Qingshu.

  But Happy did not bother with that. He tapped repeatedly against the ground and put on a solemn expression while facing the lightning fast sword light. He parried and blocked the attacks in an orderly fashion while he repeatedly switched his position to reduce Song Qingshu’s momentum.

  In a restaurant nearby, there were quite a few pairs of eyes fixed on the figures that were moving nonstop while they analyzed the sharp and dazzling sword lights.

  “Master, Big Brother Song seems to have become much stronger than before.”

  “Indeed.”

  When Song Yuanqiao heard his disciples’ words, a complicated expression appeared on his face, but he could not hide the slightly gratified look in his eyes. He nodded slowly. “That unfilial son of mine did not forget to continue improving his skills with the sword despite leaving Wudang Sect.”

  “Perhaps Happy will not be Big Brother Song’s opponent,” someone said.

  Song Yuanqiao shook his head. “While Qingshu’s attainments in the sword are pretty good, Happy is a disciple of the Murong Clan. He knows the essence and flaws of the sword techniques from various sects. While his qi realm is lower than Qingshu’s, his achievements are extraordinary. Besides, Shaolin Temple’s Yuan Mie is only slightly weaker than I am, but even he only has high praise for Happy. It…… will be difficult for Qingshu to win against Happy.”

  As expected, Song Qingshu’s momentum became weaker with time while Happy used his defensive parries to negate and cut down at it. Happy seized the chance to change his sword momentum then.

  His body contorted in a bizarre fashion on the street, and he avoided Song Qingshu’s fierce diagonal slash upward. He formed his left hand into a seizing motion, and in the blink of an eye, he seized Song Qingshu’s hand. While he was at it, he also snatched away the longsword.

  Song Qingshu was not surprised, but delighted! He let out a thunderous cry and resolutely gave up on his weapon.

  Black light shone from his palm, and it brought forth a powerful black wind that traveled forward quickly!

  Song Qingshu hit Happy’s chest with a savage gaze. His killing intent was completely revealed at that moment!