542 Fight the Mighty Northern Clan (1/2)

Happy remained still even when he faced an oppressive momentum that came at him from all directions as he stood on Dragon Tiger Arena. He stood proud and tall, and his robes fluttered loudly, but he never frowned. He just stared at the strongest of the young genii, Bei Lie, from the mighty northern clan with an indifferent look.

Bei Lie might look very heroic and built, which gave him a careless appearance, but he was a very keen person. It was something Happy could tell based on the words he used to help Dongfang Xiong regain his dignity.

When Bei Lie heard Happy speak in such an arrogant manner, he did not dare to be careless. His expression sank, and an astonishing heat wave that did not lose to Dongfang Xiong's final move came charging at Happy.

However, this heat wave did not contain any aggressive force. Instead, it had the presence of a furnace that would never be destroyed, and it caused sparks to appear in the air.

The mighty northern clan managed a business selling all sorts of weapons, and their disciples all had exquisite skills. They trained beside furnaces since they were young, and each one practiced the mighty northern clan's unique Zhurong's Qi Cultivation Technique [1]. They had astonishing understanding and control over fire and power.

Bei Lie was also born with great strength, because of which, he was an outstanding person in his clan!

The moment the fight started, Happy sensed a suffocating pressure from the well-built man. Fortunately though, after he activated Golden Essence Nine Yang Skill and circulated his qi once, he recovered. But he was still wary.

The Murong Clan Lady was not exaggerating. Bei Lie might really be the strongest among the young generation in the eight aristocratic clans.

Dongfang Xiong had already forced Happy to use Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm to carve his way to victory, but now an even stronger opponent showed up. Happy sucked in a deep breath and cast a glance in the direction of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who were both below the stage.

'I shouldn't care about them anymore! I've already exposed knowing Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, but they did not interrogate me on the spot, which means that I have room to ease up the situation. There's no need for me to continue hiding. I must place the priority on winning.

'I'll think of what to do after I win against Bei Lie!'

”ROAR!”

The originally muffled dragon roar suddenly increased in volume, and the dreary sound filled the arena.

The people at the foot of the stage were worked up by the dragon roar that was not at all hidden. Many of the martial artists had surprised expressions when they sensed the familiar dragon roar and mighty momentum from Happy…

Even Bei Lie's pupils shrank. He stared at the dragon-shaped vortex surrounding Happy's right arm, then held his breath slightly and revealed a solemn expression that was never seen before on him!

Right when he was about to speak, Happy took the initiative to attack. He did not give him the time to exchange words.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The palm-generated wind was incredibly fierce and tough.

Bei Lie raised his arms to block it. He did so easily, but he quickly realized after the next few punches that Happy's strength was increasing with every punch, and he immediately became on guard.

”I knew it, he is indeed adept with the skill!”

While attacking, Happy's fists became even faster due to the vast increase in speed provided by Golden Gloves. He attacked with both palms, and he soon executed eight punches. His momentum instantly increased to an astonishing degree, and even Bei Lie frowned. He had to retreat slightly under Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm's fierce punches.

It should be known that when Happy went up against Master Yuan Mie at Punishment Mount, his mastery of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm was not very high, but he could already suppress Yuan Mie with a firm hand at the tenth move.

Right then, the realm of his technique was already very close to great completion—the eleventh realm—and its damage had increased by more than one thousand!

Bei Lie was somewhat unable to handle the eighth move, and he sensed that things were going bad.

But Bei Lie clearly did not have a great understanding of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm as Yuan Mie. He thought of suppressing the increase in Happy's momentum, but when he realized that the situation was not going great for him, Happy was already in front of him, and he had already gathered up a qi wave with a diameter of three feet. It resembled half of a dragon's body. Furious roars rose soon after, and it crashed violently against Bei Lie.

”Break it!” Bei Lie shouted. His arms flashed red, and he pushed quickly forward.

BOOM!

A loud bang rose on the stage.

Even though the fight's momentum could not compare to the time when Guo Jing and Zhang Wuji fought, the eyes of the elites who were watching the fight between the two young martial artists lit up and their blood boiled.