7 Three Moves (1/2)

A coat of average quality could be made from a Complete Wolf Pelt. When Happy returned to Gusu City with the rewards he reaped, he managed to get forty taels of silver crumbs from the clothing shop.

As a newbie, he could buy a set of equipment of average quality with forty taels of silver crumbs. In fact, he could even buy two simple martial art manuals in the market or a long saber or shortsword. With such items, he could make himself look more like a wanderer!

However, Happy did not have such intentions. With the money in hand, he hurried out of the city and headed to Purple Bamboo Forest, which was to the east of the city.

He had spent the entire day dealing with dozens of adult wolves, and they had contributed quite a lot to his growth. Aside from the forty taels of silver crumbs, they had also raised his Long Fist from the first realm to the sixth realm. The martial art had reached Level 53.8.

However, as the lethality of the technique increased, it became increasingly more difficult to ensure that the wolf pelt remained in perfect condition. During the second half of the day, Happy did not even have the mood to pick up the wolf pelts anymore. He just left them there to dry in the wind before they vanished.

The way to increase the levels of all martial arts was the same. The stronger the opponent one faced and the more in sync the mind and body were, the faster the martial art would improve.

Once the martial art reached the sixth realm, however, it would be difficult for adult wolves to help with improving the martial art any further. That was why the moment it happened, Happy left the forest and returned to fulfill his promise.

”Heh. You really came.”

There were not that many onlookers this time around Purple Bamboo Forest, but there were some who were still determined to enter the sect of the master of Purple Bamboo Forest. When they saw the young house servant from the Murong Clan, delight filled their faces.

With their judgment, they were naturally unable to tell just what was the difference between the Happy on that day compared to the one before.

”Go.”

The master of Purple Bamboo Forest gave a signal from the pavilion, and the sword servant walked out with his sword. He stood like a wall before Happy with faint traces of derision and mockery in his eyes.

”I made a mistake by delivering the second strike last time. This time, I will not give you the same chance again.”

Once the sword servant found out that the boy before him was a spy sent by the Murong Clan to learn their foundations, he was no longer as cordial as before.

Happy did not bother with small talk either and just placed his palms flat against each other.

”Please grant me your instruction!”

The sword servant might be in a hurry to send him away, but Happy, too, was in a hurry to prove to him his hard work over the past few days. While the disparity between their strength was great, Happy believed that he had a certain degree of chance to withstand three of his attacks.

The woman in the pavilion stopped playing her zither. With her eyes shining, she looked at them from the forest with an expression of interest.

The players around the area felt that the situation was abnormally exciting. They quickly found their spots to stand around and stare at the fighters. After all, they had played World of Martial Arts for a long time, but they had never actually managed to see any NPC fight against a player.

”Receive my Mad Demon Staff Technique!”

When the sword servant shouted those words, he did not use the longsword in his hands. Instead, with an abnormal degree of flashiness, he attacked with a hand aimed at the boy's chest.

Even though he knew that the boy came from the Murong Clan and had definitely received instructions from a powerful martial artist, he refused to believe that a boy who had just recently began to learn martial arts could learn anything useful within a few days.

The momentum of his first attack might have been fierce, but he held back a little. He did not use his full strength.

Even though his strength had been seen through, Happy still did not show any emotion!

The moment the sword servant's attack reached its peak, Happy moved to the side and narrowly avoided the strike. By doing so, he managed to avoid the sword servant's first attack.

His actions were performed in a calm and collected fashion. They were swift, simple, and had even a hint of indifference to them. In the meantime, the sword servant who had been careless and missed his attack looked ridiculous.

”There are two more strikes.”

”You impudent brat!”

After being mocked by the boy, the sword servant flew into a rage.