Chapter 921 - Reemerge in World of Martial Arts (2/2)

Finally, a faint hint of impatience appeared on Evil Emperor’s face. “Ha. Then it’s a pity. I originally thought that since we stand at the top of the world together, you would know how to appreciate favors when it is shown to you. Since you refuse to listen, there is no need for me to continue wasting my breath with you. I will sooner or later devour all of the Chinese server, and anyone who opposes me will die wailing in pain under the kiss of the Wild Wolves.”

“That’s not necessarily true.”

One Emperor lifted the longsword in his hands.

Their duel finally began.

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When Happy emerged from the game, there was a very prominent, solemn expression on his face.

It had been one year and a half since he last saw One Emperor, and One Emperor’s sword technique had already improved to this extent. He managed to understand the eleventh sword from the Fatal Thirteen Swords, and the final sword slash could be said to a blessing from heaven and earth itself. It nearly destroyed Evil Emperor’s power in fusing with the world through Great Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art. If it were not for the fact that Evil Emperor used that evil gaze and launched an ambush against One Emperor, the fight might not have ended so quickly.

Yet even so, One Emperor still lost.

But he lost fair and square.

Sky Demon Slip was one of the four great manuals, and the martial art recorded in it was a peerless martial art for those in the evil cult. It was the ultimate technique the legendary Evil Master Pang Ban and people like Han Bai relied on to reach their status as elites.

Only the word unfathomable can be used to describe Evil Emperor’s skills. Even Happy currently had no strength to fight against him.

Evil Emperor had nearly five years playing the game, and Happy had only played the game for three years. However, based on the battle replay, Happy came to understand that One Emperor absolutely did not enter seclusion and quit the game.

Others might think that One Emperor went into hiding because he cannot accept the fact that he lost and decided to vanish without a trace. However, only Happy knew that One Emperor will absolutely not admit defeat before he completely understood the two final slashes for Fatal Thirteen Swords.

He should be pouring all his mind and soul into understanding the final two slashes.

And Evil Emperor knew that One Emperor was the greatest threat in the Chinese server, which was why he repeatedly tried to convince One Emperor to submit to him.

Once he was certain that One Emperor was fine, Happy released a sigh of relief.

He redirected his gaze and left the video log page and entered the page where his information for his character was recorded.

Options aside from creating a new character appeared on the game interface for the second gen helmet.

There was a familiar figure floating in the air there.

There were two words above its head—Happy.

His gaze was fixed on him, and the scenes around him quickly changed.

He saw Happy the character acting clumsily when he first entered the game. Then, he entered Shaolin Temple and began learning martial arts meticulously. Later on, he gained a small degree of fame when he cleared out a mountain fort alone. Finally, he charged through all difficulties at Mount Hua during the Sword Among Us Tournament with a sharp and aggressive aura.

The young child martial artist quickly grew, and he grew closer to becoming a real wandering hero.

When he stood on the stage, his tall and straight figure moved nimbly, causing his enemy to attack in a flurry, and during then, his gaze was sharp.

His passion and memories spread out quickly in his chest and brain.

However, the scene reached the area outside Guanlin Temple.

The elites from Five Venoms locked down the entire area and killed him repeatedly.

In his anger and indignation, he charged out multiple times.

He fell to his knees and had his blood gush into the air again and again.

His vision was filled with red.

The character in the air also seemed to be becoming alive little by little. He became Happy, who was filled with confidence and indignation. His gaze gradually became lively and fierce, and he stared at Happy calmly and with a hint of madness.

Both stared at each other, and they seem to be able to hear each other’s thoughts.

A voice roared madly in his chest, and it was about to escape from his throat.

“Will you create a new character?” The system reminded him.

“No.” Happy’s voice was cold and determined, and he resolutely jumped to his in game character levitating in the air.

At the moment he jumped into that character, a heroic feeling that he never felt before surged forth from within Happy’s body. He seemed to be able to hear the dense wave of horse hooves thundering against the ground, along with the sound of war drums.

He felt as if he can hear the chaotic and excited clashes of weapons against each other, as well as cries for murder, and he thought he saw a world for martial artists that caused his mind to shudder in excitement and fill him with boldness as well as determination.

The system’s voice rose once again.

“Ding!

“Player Happy has chosen to return to World of Martial Arts. Since the last time you logged in was one year, six months, and seven days ago, and you also deleted your character, the system will prepare a background for you.

“After you were injured, a mysterious person helped you return to Shaolin Temple, and you used a total one year and six months to recover from your injuries.”

The system chattered on about his background, and it finally asked the question that caused Happy’s emotions to surge and his heart to race. “Happy, will you immediately enter World of Martial Arts?”

Happy said nothing. After repeatedly calming down the surging blood in his body, he sucked in a deep breath before he opened his eyes and answered, “Yes!”

Right when he finished speaking, a dull thud rose. Then, a large, old, and heavy door slowly opened behind Happy.

Piercing light quickly blended together with Happy.