31 Eight Trigrams, Nine Palaces (1/2)
When Happy, Eastern Green Gate, Azure Wolf, Xuan Zhong, and Qian Kunzi reached their companion, they witnessed Whirlwind Young Li slump to the ground to reveal the second bandit chief's fierce and villainous face.
”Young Whirlwind!”
”Young Li!”
The four could barely suppress the anger in their heart. They wanted to fight against the second bandit chief with everything they had, but they did not know that the rage in the second bandit chief's heart was greater than theirs.
The death of around forty of his brothers from Black Wind Mountain and the injuries on his body filled him with humiliation and anger. He withdrew his broadsword and kicked aside Whirlwind Young Li's corpse. Then, he strode forward to kill them.
The remaining seven Black Wind Mountain Bandits followed closely behind him!
No, there were only five left.
At the instant the second bandit chief kicked aside Whirlwind Young Li's corpse, Happy's eyes filled with anger. He did not say another word and just threw two lancet knives from his waist. They sliced through the dark forest, traveling in a line, with neither being before the other. They hit the two subordinates beside the second bandit chief.
Before the duo could even grunt, they were pushed back by a strong force. The momentum threw them off their feet, and with a loud thud, they died beside Whirlwind Young Li.
Eastern Green Gate and the others were behind Happy, and he did not move back any longer!
His handsome face was so dark that it looked like there were thunderclouds around him. There was strong murderous intent in his eyes, and his gaze was as cold as the stars. He stared at the Black Wind Mountain Bandits that rushed toward him from the second bandit chief's sides, and two lancet knives slid into his grip as if they had spirit. There was not the slightest pause in his movements; the lancet knives just slid into his grip like how dust filled into the air!
Happy could no longer retreat.
The second bandit chief was there. If he retreated, Eastern Green Gate, Qian Kunzi, Xuan Zhong, and Azure Wolf would all be in danger!
They had come to help him with the mission and not to die there for him…
Xuan Kun and Whirlwind Young Li had already died! But nothing could happen to the others!
Happy's gaze was cold and resolute. He flicked his wrists, and with a barely noticeable sound, the lancet knives instantly sank into the throat and neck of two more Black Wind Mountain Bandits…
At that moment, Eastern Green Gate felt like his vision had become blurry. He thought he saw a faint layer of white light covering the two lancet knives Happy had brought out.
'My eyes must be playing tricks on me…'
Eastern Green Gate shook his head and looked again. He was just in time to see Happy attack the third time!
This time, it was even clearer.
The lancet knives were indeed enveloped by a faint layer of white light, but Happy did not seem to have noticed this abnormality even though he had the lancet knives in his grip.
His speed became even faster, and his throws were even more resolute!
Even the people who stood behind Happy could not see the trajectory of the lancet knives. They just saw two people fall down while grabbing onto their chests.
Once he swiftly killed the last three Black Wind Mountain Bandits, Happy finally felt relieved. He whispered to the four a word of caution to tell them to be careful before he drew his Noble Sword, which still had the purple tassel on it. It was drawn from the sheath with a loud click, and he rushed to the murderous second bandit chief, who was now alone.
”You're just asking for death!”
The second bandit chief was filled with rage. He roared, and his speed increased drastically. He spun on his feet, and his broadsword came swinging down in an arc.
”No wonder you turned into an outlaw! As expected, you're just a barbarian who only knows how to rely on your strength!”
With the Noble Sword in hand, Happy was no longer agitated. His heart and mind became one, and his expression was calm.
His feet tapped against the ground and used the Eight Trigrams Steps. His body moved freely, and he nimbly avoided the brunt of the second bandit chief's attack. He attacked with his sword to the southwest, and his sleeves fluttered loudly in the roaring wind.
The Noble Sword never wavered in its tracks. Happy swung it and drew back freely. When he delivered his attacks, his sword was stable. Its tip went straight to the second bandit chief's arms, thighs, and other body parts that were not protected by the leather armor. He forced the second bandit chief to focus on defense.
Saber techniques were fierce and strong, and they placed an emphasis on linking up attacks. Once they were executed, the might of the saber could not be blocked!
But the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Sword was not afraid of this.
This martial art drifted about and changed eternally. It won against its opponents through speed. When its user withdrew, they would be able to find a way to survive, and if its user moved forward, they could drive their opponent into a corner.
It had enough to spare in terms of both offense and defense. As long as Happy did not run into opponents whose strength was much greater than his, he was confident that he could fight against whoever it was that happened to be his opponent for a while.
If it were not for the fact that he had used the lancet knives too frequently, using up all his qi, he might not have been forced to use his other skill—the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Sword—to deal with the second bandit chief.
Happy intended to keep what little remained of his true qi in his Dantian Region so that he could kill his enemy in one shot at a critical moment, instead of attacking in a rush like what he did right then. He just landed some insignificant damage on the second bandit chief before slipping away.
”Eldest senior brother, don't let him get away!”