Chapter 1179 - : Supreme Technique of the World (1/2)

The critical moment finally caused Happy to be absorbed in the fight. He activated Petite Dragon and avoided the swordsman in black armor seizing his throat, though he only managed it at a hair’s breadth.

At the moment cold wind blew past his face, Happy felt relaxed, as if he had just escaped from death.

But this good situation did not last.

Before she could feel smug about it, the swordsman in black armor delivered a swift kick, causing Happy to be sent sprawling on the ground.

Bang!

When the swordsman in black armor appeared in the air, Happy immediately sensed a power that he could not possibly fight back against ram itself against his waist. He was sent crashing into the ground like a cannonball.

Half of his body became numb.

Fortunately, his true origin aura absorbed most of the damage, and his tendons had already been strengthened to a ridiculous degree. The swordsman’s sudden change in his attack did not cause him too much damage.

Once he landed on the ground, by pure reflex, he pushed his hands against the ground and pushed against it lightly.

Boom!

A powerful force rose from the ground beneath him.

The people watched while stunned. The white-clad teenager, who had been struck by the swordsman in black armor, jumped up as if nothing happened to him. He went up against the swordsman instead of retreating. His gaze remained as resolute and cold as ever. His obstinate and prideful attitude caused others to gasp in amazement.

Happy’s obstinate attitude also made the swordsman in black armor quite shocked.

Osaya had suffered a full-powered blow from him and was injured. Then, there was the white-clad teenager. His qi realm was low, and he was attacked when he was caught off guard. Even so, he managed to react immediately, and the huge discrepancy caused him to be slightly taken aback.

“You’re just asking for death!”

But even though he was shocked, when he saw that Happy was still charging at him instead of admitting defeat, the swordsman in black armor grinned coldly and brutally.

He stretched his hands out leisurely, and his hands were like the hands of demons and gods.

Whoosh!

His timing was perfect.

Happy swung his sword, and the swordsman’s afterimage was torn apart by the sword force.

Before Happy could even have his expression change, the devilish hand had already reached out from the air nearby. The fingers were like metal the color of black. They moved steadily and brought with them a demonic power that could not be resisted. It seized the air in front of Happy leisurely. It was fast and contained a lot of profound secrets, causing Happy to be unable to hide from it.

“Get lost!”

This was the first time Happy was in such a defensive position in a fight. When he saw that the swordsman had easily ignored his attack, as if he was an adult toying with a child, anger finally burned in Happy’s heart. His eyes turned cold, and he activated Petite Dragon again.

The swordsman missed!

The people in the area were stunned.

The swordsman in black armor missed again!

However, this time, many people were able to tell that the swordsman did not miss because the white-clad teenager had great body movements, but the swordsman in black armor seemed to be focused on humiliating the white-clad teenager. He wanted to grab the boy, but grabbing techniques were straightforward and too simple. When the white-clad teenager twisted about to avoid him, some profound secrets in dodging were contained in them, and his timing was perfect as well, which allowed him to avoid the swordsman’s second attack.

“Hmph!”

The swordsman in black seemed to have expected that he would miss again. He used the same strategy: at the moment he passed by, he kicked Happy.

Bang!

Cracks were formed on the sturdy ground when Happy crashed on it. This made it clear that the swordsman in black armor did not hold back when he kicked Happy.

“I’d like to see just how many times you can avoid my attack.”

The swordsman’s hands hung in the air while he stared down at the white-clad teenager who got up from the ground again. His voice was cold.

Happy’s gaze was as calm as water.

He suffered two heavy blows, and Tendon Changing Classic was activated fully.

His eight extra meridians had been widened. His qi surged out endlessly from his Dantian region. It circulated through his entire body and quickly restored the true origin that had been used up when he executed Petite Dragon just now and when his true origin aura had been whittled down. It also increased his qi.

In just one breath, he recovered most of the qi he spent. With an intense gaze, he stared at the swordsman in black armor. “I’d also like to see just how many moves an elite in the dao of heaven would need to take me down.”

The more dangerous of a situation he was in, the angrier Happy was, and because of it, the calmer he became. He also became even more engrossed in the fight.

When he heard Happy’s mocking words, which were delivered with a sonorous voice, the swordsman narrowed in his eyes under the mask.

“You have quite the silver tongue, don’t you?”

When he finished speaking, he vanished from the air again.

Happy’s eyebrows twitched. Without another word, he tapped against the ground and moved backward.

“Be careful! Behind you!”

At that moment, Osaya’s voice suddenly traveled into his ears. Happy became even more focused. Without another word, he swung his longsword in reflex.

Right when he turned around, he saw the swordsman in black armor with his sturdy and mighty body clad in black, making him look like a dragon. He also saw a pair of cold and contemplative eyes.

Clang!

In haste, both people clashed in the air.

The swordsman in black armor switched from trying to grab him to slapping him. His palm hit Heaven Crystal lightly, and the power contained in it was like a divine weapon itself. His hand was fine, but Happy was sent staggering backward by a powerful force. His qi and blood surged for a long time.

Happy covered his chest and retreated several dozens of feet backward. He tried his hardest to calm down the surging blood in his chest. When he looked at the swordsman in black armor, his gaze became more solemn.

They were both people in the dao of heaven, but Evil King was not at the same level as the swordsman in black armor at all.

It was no wonder why Osaya was injured by the swordsman with just one hit. The swordsman might be the strongest person he had ever seen in the dao of heaven, and even his master, Mad Monk…

When he remembered the Mad Monk, who was locked for decades in Punishment Mount, Happy frowned a little. He compared his master to the swordsman in black armor and felt that both were a little inscrutable. However, the swordsman was more dangerous.

“You’re able to withstand three of my hits? It’s no wonder why you’re able to enter the desert palace. You’re young, and you already have such abilities. It’s enough for you to stand proud in the world of martial arts. It’s a pity…” The swordsman in black armor stared at the white-clad teenager, and surprise appeared briefly in his eyes when he saw that the white-clad teenager had managed to swiftly recover after exchanging one blow with him. He praised the teenager, but immediately after, an even colder and brutal look appeared in his eyes under the mask. Killing intent burned in him.