70 Power (1/2)

Even though Happy was in a very obvious disadvantage in terms of his martial arts and qi realm, he had combat experience that Orochimaru did not possess. With an ingenious move, he seized the flag at the center of the stage. At the instant the system's notification rang, he used one sentence to surprise Orochimaru and drew his attention from the flag to himself.

Orochimaru did not disappoint him.

Under the atmosphere Happy intentionally created, Orochimaru went together with the flow and focused his attention on him. The strange uneasiness, the faint pressure formed when Happy looked down on him, and his activation of his qi realm increased his might again. He also dissolved Orochimaru's advantage by accident.

When he saw the lancet knives in his hands, Orochimaru all but forgot about the existence of the flagpole. He looked like a fierce beast, and its mortal enemy had set its sights on it. He pressed his swords tightly against his waist and bent his body slightly. He stared at Happy, who was still on the flagpole, his eyes fixed on the lancet knives.

Happy did not breathe. He watched Orochimaru walk closer to the flagpole step by step, then frowned.

Consideration of Dual Swords!

It was a famous defensive technique of Reverse Dual Swordplay. The skill's name showed that it would protect the user's front and back.

It would require a lot of courage for Happy to try and kill an enemy who used this skill while he kept his eyes on Happy. It would be a great challenge. Orochimaru was also the most tenacious enemy Happy had faced since he joined World of Martial Arts. If he was the slightest bit careless… He could not let Orochimaru take advantage! Not only would he lose all the advantage he built up beforehand if that happened, there was also a possibility he might even lose.

The advantage of high-tier martial arts was not something that could be completely erased with some experience and skill!

But how many people would know just how nervous Orochimaru was?

His opponent had a fist technique and lightness skill at Grandmaster Realm, and based on the cold glare from Happy's throwing knife, his hidden weapon technique had already reached Grandmaster Realm as well. Happy's combat abilities were no lower than those of a powerful player who had just entered Blessed Realm.

If it were not because he wanted to seize the title of number one in South Morning Martial Arts Ranking Board so that he could humiliate his tutor, Orochimaru would not have even thought to fight against a person with such great abilities and who knew his martial arts inside and out!

The countdown that had started since Happy occupied the area around the flag also reminded him constantly that he needed to get close to the flagpole!

However, the lancet knife in Happy's hand seemed to hold a promise of death. It exuded an eerie chill and murderous aura that covered every inch of the circumference on the stage. The closer he got, the more dangerous it became.

Orochimaru was risking his life with each step he took.

Cold sweat quietly drenched his back. Orochimaru's steps became smaller and smaller, and due to the uniqueness of where Happy stood, he had to look up at him. The angle increased the closer he got, and his discomfort and nervousness also went up.

Time ticked by.

Happy kept accumulating his power, but he suppressed the force gathered on his lancet knife. He did not attack.

As he stared at Orochimaru getting closer to him, the cold glare at the tip of his lancet knife changed its angle slightly.

When Orochimaru was sixteen feet away from the flagpole, nearly half a minute had passed. He still did not dare to relax his guard, and his neck was a little sore now. His calf muscles felt as if they were made of lead, and it was incredibly difficult for him to take each new step.

Even though the sun could not be seen in the fictitious martial arts arena, Orochimaru felt as if there was an incredibly scorching sun above his head. It exuded a blistering heat that was so hot he could not breathe!

Thirteen feet…

Orochimaru practically inched his way there. He used around ten seconds to do it.

Eleven feet!

There were only fifteen seconds left before Happy would be considered to have successfully occupied the area around the flagpole.

Ten feet!

Happy's gaze grew sharp! The lancet knife between his fingers had already been enveloped by a thick white fog. A red glare could be vaguely seen.

Orochimaru sensed a powerful attack that was about to be launched at that moment, and he paused in his footsteps!

A few more seconds passed. When Orochimaru saw that Happy still did not take the initiative to attack, his face turned red. He finally realized that Happy was just using the intangible but imposing might he had created to oppress Orochimaru and drag out the time. Orochimaru could no longer withstand the psychological crisis of having all his movements suppressed and the constant feeling of being under threat!

”A child's play!”

His gaze turned sharp. He roared, and his qi exploded from within him.

He put his strength in his legs and rushed to the flagpole like a cannonball! At the same time, he brandished his swords to make turn into a web of sword shadows before him to protect all his vitals.

Happy's psychological advantage finally crumbled…