61 Three Dark Horses (1/2)

Butt Shaker burned his Fire Burning Staff until it was a hot and fiery-red iron staff at the moment of danger. When he used his full strength, he knocked Happy to a much higher place, and he flew way out of the stage's area.

But Butt Shaker still did not win the round. The lancet knives were murder weapons in Happy's hands. Right after Butt Shaker attacked, he was killed. Even when Happy fell off the stage, he did not hear the system tell him that he had already been defeated.

Even so, Happy still broke out into cold sweat!

Secret techniques were indeed killing techniques that could easily turn the tides in a one-on-one fight. If he had not reacted quickly, Butt Shaker might have turned the tables before he lost.

By the looks of it, Happy had to practice Black Dragon Murder hard once the tournament ended.

Butt Shaker had nearly killed him. How was he, a veteran with experience of the game from his previous life, supposed to accept this?

How mortifying…

”You won the fifth round! You can now choose to enter the sixth round or wait for the next segment of the tournament.”

The system notified Happy.

He had already won more than four rounds. Based on the rules, even if he lost the next two rounds, he would still move to the next segment of the tournament, but he did not intend to end this segment just like this.

He wanted to understand the other people's strength and see whether he would run into more people like Butt Shaker who had secret techniques or someone who had other outstanding aspects in other areas.

He supposed this could be considered as him trying to get more information for the final segment, which was bound to come.

However, his next two opponents were of average skill. He easily went to the next segment.

But Happy did not know that once the first segment of the University of South China's martial arts tournament ended, the students who were eliminated from the tournament logged into South China Martial Arts Ranking Board and began to discuss the tournament with each other. One of the hottest topics was Happy, who was dressed in blue robes, used a triangular cloth to cover his face, and behaved in an incredibly arrogant manner!

”Happy?”

As the organizers of the event, the Three Lonely Wolves kept a close eye on the discussions on the forum and how they progressed. When they watched the battle replays some people uploaded, they looked at each other at a loss.

”No way.”

Bai Lang gulped even though his throat was dry. The masked swordsman in the battle replay acted just like the assassins who ruled over the country in movies. He ended his fights with at most two attacks, and his sword moved as agilely as dragons and snakes. He instantly subdued his enemies, and all of them were kicked off the stage without exception. When all his fights were gathered together, the feeling they got out of it compared to the other fights simply could not be compared.

If they had to believe that the masked swordsman was the top student who was usually studious and made an effort to strive for good results, even if someone pointed a gun to their heads, they would not believe it.

However, they did remember vaguely that before he joined the game, Happy had refused to set his name as Young Lonely Heart, and he mingled around World of Martial Arts with Happy as his in-game ID.

If the masked swordsman was indeed Happy, then he would be that mysterious and powerful swordsman. It would mean that the brat's abilities would definitely give him a firm foothold in being one of the top three in South China Martial Arts Ranking Board! When they thought about this in-depth, the three's eyes went wide in surprise, and they sank into inexplicable excitement and extreme delight!

If that was true, then Happy might be able to bring back a part of the reward for them from the martial arts tournament.

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”Yeah!”

”What about the reward?”