145 The Thought of Spreading His Wings Blooms (1/2)
When dozens of people covered the iron chains, the added weight caused the amplitude of the oscillation of the iron chains to become much smaller. Everyone then cast their gazes on the blue-robed young man on the cliff.
The atmosphere stagnated. The players, one after another, stood up cautiously on the iron chains.
They knew that that particular stage was incredibly important if they wanted to snatch the brocade box!
Only around ten minutes were left before the storyline quest ended.
Whoever was able to take hold of the brocade box at the last moment would obtain the treasures inside it. Then, that person would have hope of soaring high in the game and showing their splendour!
The people all held their breaths.
Whoosh Whoosh!
The aura that symbolized someone being in Blessed Realm rose around them under the vicious mountain gusts. All sorts of body fortification techniques made them even more sensitive to every single flow of qi in the area.
As for Happy, who stood at the cliff, the mountain wind made his robes flutter. His expression did not change. He merely stared at the people before him from above while giving off the feeling that he could hold all of them back by himself!
On the surface, the people on the iron chains were clearly at an absolute disadvantage. The slightest mistake could cause them to plunge down to the abyss and die. However, the world of martial artists was unlike the world of magic. The players did not have any area attacks. Happy felt some degree of pressure when he faced dozens of players with eyes burning with lust as they drew near the cliff.
”Together!”
”Charge!”
”ARGH!”
Someone gave an order on the Iron Chain Bridge, and the players at the front row moved at the same time. They jumped high into the air from different directions and landed on the cliff like arrows shot from a bow.
Twenty or so players jumped forward in an endless stream with a shocking momentum. They instantly drew close to Happy, who stood on the cliff. All of them understood one thing: If so many people attacked at the same time, it would be very easy for Happy to get distracted. It would just depend on who would be unlucky enough to get targeted by him.
*****
Like a phantom, Netherworld appeared again on the cliff before the Iron Chain Bridge. He cast his eyes into the distance, and he was just in time to see dozens of people pounce on the cliff across from him in an endless stream. He could not help the cold sneer that appeared on his lips.
”Let's see how you'll handle this.”
The players were lured over after Netherworld released the news that there was a brocade box on Punishment Mount.
After seeing just how strong Happy was, Netherworld immediately thought of using other people to whittle down Happy's strength and to create a chance for himself to fly across the Iron Chain Bridge. Then, when the reinforcements from Class One Hall arrived, he would not need to be worried that there would be someone who would block them from the brocade box at the end of the bridge.
Just when Netherworld wanted to jump down on the Iron Chain Bridge…
Boom!
He sensed a wave of qi surge into the air!Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
A sharp, fierce, aggressive, and dark blue saber glare suddenly appeared on the cliff across from him, and it shone in a proud manner on the mountain!
From the angle at which Netherworld saw it, its might could shake the skies and earth. The twenty or so figures that were airborne froze in the air before being blown away like leaves by a violent gust of wind!
The twenty or so figures were thrown off the cliff…
Their screams were incredibly shrill, even as they became weaker with each passing second. They stunned Netherworld so much that he retracted his foot.
In surprise and bewilderment, he stared at the cliff across from him, and not only did astonishment appear in his eyes, but terror and shock too.
He had spent a lot of effort to create the chance for himself, so he had not expected that the person on the cliff would dissolve it so easily and in such a relaxed manner.
If twenty or so people were sent into the abyss at once, then the others would not end up any better.
Just as Netherworld expected, the players who had been slightly behind and did not jump chose to leave immediately. They used their hands and feet to crawl back, and their speed was much faster than when they were rushing to Punishment Mount. Soon, not a single person was left.
Netherworld said nothing. There was conflict in his eyes. With a tap on the ground, he landed a few feet away, and with a few more jumps, he disappeared.
*****
With one Flowering Knights Slash, Happy had sent all the people off the cliff before landing slowly in his original spot in a relaxed manner. He sat down with his usual expression as if he had done nothing.