529 One Emperor is Injured (2/2)

Originally, he had high hopes for Happy, but once he went through his fight against One Emperor, he realized that One Emperor's sword techniques were each stronger than the last, especially those that came after second slash.

His sword glare seemed to contain a spirit, and he could not avoid it at all, while the last slash… contained countless waves of sword will, and they had a momentum so great it felt as if they could destroy the world.

If it were not for Lu Xiaofeng's Perception Finger, Silver Wolf would have already died.

”I hope that Happy can force me to use my fifth attack.”

One Emperor did not need Silver Wolf to answer him, because he already knew the answer. He smiled faintly and sheathed his sword. Then, he jumped off and left the arena where Silver Wolf was without bothering to linger around.

Lu Xiaofeng was ignored by the duo.

But he did not become angry while he watched One Emperor leave. He just rubbed his nose in embarrassment while sighing with a myriad of emotions. ”The youngsters nowadays… are all stronger than the last.”

”Thank you for saving me, Senior Lu.”

When Silver Wolf heard the man's words, he remembered that he was still in the person's arms. He quickly placed his fist in his hand, but unexpectedly, once he moved, he affected his wounds, and he fell to the arena because the pain made his strength drain from his body.

Lu Xiaofeng quickly picked Silver Wolf up and smiled gently. ”It's alright, you have the right to be proud now that you were able to fight to this extent against that sort of genius.”

He paused for a moment before he said, ”But now that you lost to One Emperor, you won't be able to continue down the Street of Arenas. Your plate has been destroyed. If you intend to continue fighting, you'll have to start all over again at the big arena outside. But judging by your injuries, you'll need at least an hour to heal. You should rest for a period of time quietly.”

As he spoke, he helped Silver Wolf down the arena. Then, he looked for a restaurant and just dumped Silver Wolf in there before leaving without saying goodbye or giving Silver Wolf the chance to thank him again.

Silver Wolf rested for a period of time in the restaurant before he suddenly remembered something. He stopped meditating and wrote a letter which he sent through a messenger pigeon.

*****

”Who else wants to come up and fight?”

At that moment, Happy had just arrived at the first arena on the Street of Arenas. Yin Zhiping had also just used his Complete Reality Sword Technique to defeat the defender of the first arena. He was currently in high spirits and moved to the edge of the arena to invite others to fight him while he held his sword.

Happy cast a glance at the middle-aged man at the foot of the arena and quietly placed the plate with his name on the table. Then, with a whoosh, he jumped on the arena.

”Next, Happy!”

Right when the loud announcement came from the foot of the arena, commotion rose below, and countless gazes were instantly trained on Happy!

Yin Zhiping's eyes lit up. ”I see, so it's you, Young Swordsman Happy. You are the Murong Clan disciple who has been enjoying the limelight in recent times. I am Yin Zhiping of Complete Reality School. I would like you to give me guidance, sir.”

”Please.”

Happy had his longsword directed at the ground. He left his front wide open for attack as a gesture of him rising to the challenge. His actions were clear-cut and straightforward.

Judging by strength alone, Yin Zhiping should be above Chen Youliang.

However, Happy had a deep understanding toward Complete Reality Sword Technique. Its moves and attacks were all deeply ingrained in his mind. When he saw Yin Zhiping raise his hand, he knew just where his next sword attack would go so with a calm expression, he flung his longsword and attacked at the same time as Yin Zhiping.

Clang! Clang!

The clear sword whines rose nonstop. Happy acted unlike his usual self and fought without holding back. He targeted the loopholes within Complete Reality Sword Technique and suppressed his opponent with every move he made. Soon, Yin Zhiping was drenched in sweat and forced to retreat. He quickly arrived at the edge of the arena.

He flung his sword, and with a somersault, he made preparations to return to the stage, but Happy acted quickly. He destroyed his plans with a move and blocked Yin Zhiping while the man was airborne. He turned around, kicked him, and that one clean move allowed him to push him out of the arena.

”Thank you for letting me win!”