523 Complete Reality School, Yin Zhiping (2/2)

He observed his opponent for a while, but the abilities of the disciple from Complete Reality School did not seem to be much. They were very normal.

However, when his opponent returned the gesture and reported his name, Purpose was shocked.

”I am Yin Zhiping of Complete Reality School. I ask that you grant me your guidance!”

Happy and the others who were gathered at the foot of the arena were also shocked. They all sucked in a sharp breath! They could not help but size up the rather elegant Daoist with fair skin. If they ignored the fact about his temperament, he was a person who had nearly become the sect leader of Complete Reality School.

No one had expected that they would run into such an elite on a normal arena.

Purpose instantly became nervous on the stage.

But it was as expected of Hero's Mountain Villa, a place where mighty fighters gathered. NPCs were mainstream, and if they, a group of Life and Death Realm players wanted to fight their way up with ease, it would only show their conceit!

Sword light flashed. Yin Zhiping moved like a layer of drifting gray clouds and flew up from the arena!

His sword was like a freezing star, and it was cold as well as sharp. It drifted about, making Purpose unable to tell Yin Zhiping's precise attack trajectory. The first attack alone already showed that his strength right then was at least twice as strong as in the previous fight.

Happy observed it in detail. He could tell at first glance that Yin Zhipin was using Preacher's Swordplay from Complete Reality School. It was one among the seven sword techniques of Complete Reality School. It was very profound, and it could be considered as a supreme-grade martial art in Life and Death Realm.

Yin Zhiping had great comprehension. Even though he had not reached the peak with the technique, he could already bring out quite a lot of its essence, and the drifting style of the sword technique as well as the changes were brought out in full display.

When Happy saw this, he understood Yin Zhiping's strength. His damage was not very high, but his skills were at an ingenious level.

Purpose would have a hard time winning, and his heart sank when he realized that. Disciples from various sects had come for the tournament, and the people who joined Hero's Mountain Villa could not be underestimated.

And just as Happy expected, after a few moves, Purpose was suppressed by Yin Zhiping's ingenious sword technique. His expression became increasingly more solemn, and the contempt that was previously on his face disappeared without a trace. He was caught up in a difficult battle.

If his first fight was already so difficult, his subsequent fights might be even more difficult!

The group's expressions at the foot of the stage were also not very pleasant. They suddenly felt that they were very insignificant.

The great disparity caused many people to feel a little worried.

But Happy soon recovered.

The players were not going to be fighting against NPCs in the martial arts tournament, but against other players. Hence, there should be a distinct categorization between the strong and weak.

Besides, there would definitely be a few who would get through the big arena and the Street of Arenas to stand on Dragon Tiger Arena in the end to fight against the true elites in the world of martial artists.

If everyone had the chance to get on Dragon Tiger Arena, the tournament would become a joke.

There was a high likeliness that the martial arts tournament was organized for the purpose of letting the players understand the difference between them and real martial artists. There was something that separated them aside from qi realm…

Such as their understanding toward their martial arts.

Once Happy calmed down, he walked toward the place for registration.

At that moment, a few men and women with dejected expressions but who did not bother to hide their awe-inspiring presences suddenly squeezed their way through the crowd. They were talking about the situation at the Street of Arenas among them.

”I ran into an elder from Beggar's Sect at the third level, and he even had eight bags on him[1]. There was no way I could fight against him, so I think it'd be better if we changed spots and tried our luck elsewhere.”

As they spoke, they did not even spare a glance at Happy and his group. They just left into the distance.