542 Fight the Mighty Northern Clan (2/2)

It was a true clash.

The two sides were actually well-matched, and they fell back at the same time.

Oh, wait, that was not true.

Just when everyone thought that the two would end the fight in a draw, Guo Jing suddenly discovered that Happy had turned his left hand into a claw. The inertia when he retreated instantly vanished, and as if god himself had decided to attack, he seized Bei Lie's arm.

All the spectators below the stage instantly burst into an uproar.

They watched with wide eyes as a huge golden dragon appeared behind Happy. It was large and mighty, and it stared into Bei Lie's eyes coldly. Then, as Happy punched forward without any hesitation, the golden dragon came charging downward at a speed of lightning with its great body.

Bei Lie did not have the time to react. He grunted and was pinned against the sturdy stage by a violent energy.

Bang!

He landed on the floor with his back, and a large circle of cracks appeared on the stage.

A huge power crashed against Bei Lie's chest in an endless stream and broke down the body fortification around him.

At the moment the great dragon vanished, Bei Lie's body fortification announced its destruction. His robes were torn and he was drenched in blood, which made him look incredibly pathetic.

A large number of people at the foot of the stage were dumbfounded!

Happy had used ten moves to force Dongfang Xiong to admit defeat on the stage. But if anyone said that he had resorted to trickery to win, then he had truly only used ten moves to pummel Bei Lie, who shared the same status as Dongfang Xiong, to a bloody pulp.

After all, Bei Lie could not compare to A'san from Ruyang Mansion!

A'san's defensive technique had already reached transcendence, but he still could not remain damage-free under that one move, and if he could not do so, then what need was there to say anything about an outstanding disciple from an aristocratic family…

Happy did not attack again.

He placed his hands behind his back while he calmly watched Bei Lie stand up slowly. The image of the great dragon behind him might have disappeared, but his blood was still boiling, and his momentum remained. As long as two minutes did not go past, he could still deliver damage that was greater than before.

”Bei Lie, come down!”

An old voice with endless might traveled forth from the seats among the eight aristocratic families.

Bei Lie cast Happy a deep glance. His gaze was incredibly complicated, but he grunted coldly, ”Thank you for your time.”

Then, he turned around and walked down the stage.

Happy obtained the notification that he had won two fights in a row.

Happy took the initiative to wrap his fist in his palm in the direction of the eight aristocratic families, and his clear voice reached their ears. ”Is there anyone else from the eight aristocratic families who would like to fight against me?”

At that moment, there was no one below the stage who dared underestimate Happy's strength anymore.

Even though he was only in Life and Death Realm, what he showed just then was definitely the power of those in Inaction Realm!

The people from the eight aristocratic families discussed among themselves. Nangong Ruoshui never went up the stage, which showed that no one believed that she could do any better.

”Happy is about to get into trouble…” The woman beside Guo Jing smiled. ”If the eight aristocratic families do not dare to fight, there will definitely be someone who will fight against him. If there's someone who has a grudge against the Murong Clan, this is the perfect time for them to suppress Happy.”

As if to verify Huang Rong's assumption, a loud voice rose from beneath the stage. ”You disciples of the Murong Clan truly look amazing and vicious once you steal the martial arts from other clans. I, Long Armed Ape Shen Tong, will fight against you!”