12 A Small Trick to Practice Martial Arts (2/2)

The entire set that could suppress an enemy and deal a lot of damage was continuously delivered on Li Shan's joints. The series of violent attacks were similar to a mighty storm that landed on the rascal.

”HAH!”

It was a pity for the drunk Li Shan, who was still lethargic despite his enraged state. From the moment he lost the initiative, he was continuously moved about while his vision remained blurry. He did not have a chance to stabilize himself. The movements of his limbs were restrained, and his weapon had also been struck away. He could not bring out his real strength at all.

”Very good.”

Once Li Shan dropped his Refined Steel Sword, Happy's smile grew even wider.

Yet even without his weapon, Li Shan was a powerful enemy who could not be ignored. It did not matter that he only had half of his previous strength.

However, since his lethality was reduced, Happy could use his Shaolin's Long Fist without fear.

He withdrew his aura, and his attacks, which had possessed the might of a storm, instantly vanished. His back was turned to the Refined Steel Sword while he calmly faced Li Shan, who finally had the chance to take a breath and gain a steady footing.

His rage at that moment reached the level at which he was about to explode.

Even though there was still a slight misty look in his eyes, the humiliation just then had been deeply engraved in his heart. The boy before him had actually managed to torment him with attacks that completely suppressed him.

This sort of thing had never happened before!

”Damn you, you brat, I won't let you go until I cripple you!”

With an enraged roar, Li Shan spread open his arms and threw caution to the wind. He pounced on Happy in an overbearing manner, and his fleshy palms swiftly turned black. They were now as hard as steel. The first time they crossed fists after that, Happy felt an unmatched strength crash into him.

”Iron Palm!”

Happy was surprised again.

He had thought that once Li Shan lost his Refined Steel Sword, he would become much easier to handle in close-quarters combat. He had not expected that Li Shan's Iron Palm would have already reached the ninth realm. His palm was black, which meant that he had already reached the state at which he could turn his palm into a sword. He was already near the peak of Grandmaster Realm.

Against Li Shan, who could use the Iron Palm, Happy felt like he was fighting against two weapons when he could only use Shaolin's Long Fist, which was also a close-quarters combat skill. Each blow he received gave him a bruise, and he had an incredibly difficult time blocking the rascal's attacks. He also felt pain when he got hit.

'I made a mistake,' Happy grumbled in his heart, but he showed no signs of fear on his face.

So what if Li Shan could use a ninth realm Iron Palm?

In the path of martial arts, either the enemy was stronger, or you were stronger. Someone would always have to be weaker. However, victory was never gained based purely on strength, but on intelligence.

If Li Shan were strong… then so be it! Breeze Passes Through Mist!

Happy activated Complete Reality Qi Cultivation Technique, and his aura changed. It withdrew into him, and he drifted from place to place. He changed his tactic to dodging and moving about. He no longer faced Li Shan head on but instead changed to drifting around the large man. He avoided the brunt of his opponent's attacks and struck the enemy's weak points.

Li Shan was unable to adapt to the change.

If there was anyone watching from the sidelines, they would be able to tell that the boy had started to move in circles around Li Shan. He moved incredibly quickly, and every time Li Shan attacked with force, he would miss. When he lost his momentum, Happy immediately seized the chance to attack, striking him so many times that the NPC staggered backwards.

”You stinking brat! All you can do is dodge! If you have the guts, fight me head on! Come on!”

Li Shan could not give voice to his misery, and he just roared endlessly!

As he spoke, a few of his punches missed. He was so angry that he nearly vomited blood.

Iron Palm was a technique that took the path of fierce and strong moves. It aimed to kill enemies with the fastest and most efficient speed possible.

But if the user ran into a person who did not want to fight against them head on, it made things difficult…

Li Shan felt like his punches landed on cotton. His powerful blows could not hit anything solid. Instead, he even brought suffering upon himself.

Happy completely ignored Li Shan's crazed roars and continued moving about while avoiding a head on fight. He occasionally seized chances to hit him, angering Li Shan so much that he screamed and raged even louder, but he could do nothing about it.

As the two of them fought, Happy's Shaolin's Long Fist swiftly reached a breakthrough and went up to Level 70, which meant that he entered the eighth realm. The wind stirred up by his fists was gradually accompanied by louder and heavier booms, but Happy was too immersed in the fight to notice it. He didn't see that the level of his Shaolin's Long Fist continued to rise, and that the speed at which the progress bar filled up did not seem to have decreased...