Chapter 142: Sharpness Unleashed
“Clang!!” “Bang! Bang bang!!”
Amidst the intense and frequent sounds of metal collisions, sparks flew everywhere. A gray figure and a blue figure kept switching positions. Black punches violently drew in the air, creating swirling gusts of wind that roared with a dull, powerful intensity around the blue figure at the center—like an endless perpetual motion machine, its fighting spirit relentless.
Happy, dressed in blue, also gradually lost his initial advantage as the fight progressed…
Fighting a master at the Mysterious Realm level was already extremely dangerous. Moreover, he only knew the superior martial art “Flower Hero Song,” which couldn’t keep up in speed with the monk’s fist techniques. It was also a Shaolin monk who used his fleshy palms as weapons as casually as eating or drinking.
Soon!
Happy fell behind.
Fortunately, Happy didn’t care much about maintaining an advantage. With reaching the tenth level of “Flower Hero Song” as his ultimate goal, he simply adopted a defensive stance, focused on the fight, and continued practicing. This allowed the monk to fully unleash the essence of Shaolin Arhat Fists, growing more and more aggressive. By the end, he was almost insane, delivering deadly blows with increasing force.
Happy was scratched several times accidentally, and his combat log immediately showed that “Black Sand Body” absorbed some damage and experience, enhancing its protective capabilities.
As a result…
After over ten minutes, “Flower Hero Song” had improved by less than 0.2 levels, while “Black Sand Body” had risen from the early fifth stage to the middle of the fifth stage.
While fighting the monk and practicing, Happy never relaxed his vigilance. After all, he had noticed earlier that someone seemed to be following him from afar. Even if not, those three gang members likely wouldn’t give up and would try every means—even paying high prices to fortune-tellers on the streets—to figure out his location.
So…
Another key reason Happy fell behind in the fight was that he was splitting his attention.
But facts soon proved this was necessary.
Soon, strange noises came from the end of the chain!
Immediately after, a dark shadow clinging to one of the chains emerged from the white mist and moved swiftly toward the peak. At the same time, the shadow attached to the chain also spotted the young player in blue fighting fiercely on the cliff edge, along with the monk, who was clearly an NPC.
Seeing the opponent busy in combat and at a disadvantage, with no time to turn around, Youming felt immense joy—“A great opportunity!” While activating his protective aura, he unconsciously sped up his movements.
Youming planned to take advantage of the opponent’s inability to focus on him and reach the opposite cliff as quickly as possible!
Yet…
As soon as he took action, the situation on the cliff suddenly changed drastically, instantly dousing his enthusiasm.
The Dragon-Seizing Hand!!
Seeing someone trying to take advantage of the situation to cross the iron rope and invade Punishment Peak, Happy’s expression turned serious. Not daring to hold back any more, he focused on the Breaker Monk’s swift punches. His left hand formed a claw, and with a single grip, he rushed forward like lightning.
A powerful vortex of energy appeared in Happy’s left palm.
The Breaker Monk was overjoyed.
The moment Happy dodged his attack, his left hand struck his forearm just right.
If it were a peer expert, such a touch might have put him in danger, but for a young man at the Creation Realm without strong internal energy, this move seemed reckless.
Yet…
The surge of internal energy from the opponent didn’t hurt him when it touched his arm.
The energy seemed to enter a dangerous vortex, causing no ripples at all… Moreover, the opponent suddenly changed from tapping to gripping, his fingers pressing on several meridians. The internal energy was immediately blocked, and he could do nothing as the opponent stretched and pulled, instantly disrupting his balance and dragging him outward.
Boom!!
The Dragon-Seizing Hand was indeed one of the masterpieces created by Master Xuan Kong—its precision and skill were beyond what Happy had ever seen. Once applied, the enemy had no chance to resist.
Suppressing his excitement, Happy pulled the Breaker Monk into the air.
With a serious expression, he spun around quickly. His Battle Knife howled violently as it struck the Breaker Monk’s unbalanced body from afar.
“Ah!!!!!!!”
A shrill, terrified scream escaped the Breaker Monk’s lips.
Of course…
It wasn’t because of the high lethality of “Song of the Flower Hero.” With the Breaker Monk’s steel-hard protective aura and astonishing defense, it was difficult to inflict serious damage.
But Happy’s first move, the Dragon-Seizing Hand, unexpectedly disrupted the Breaker Monk’s balance, and this blade sent him flying off the cliff!
No matter how strong the Breaker Monk’s protection was…
Realizing he had flown beyond the cliff’s edge and faced an abyss, even a monk with low Buddhist discipline would likely lose all composure.
He stepped alternately with his feet.
The Heretic Monk reacted extremely quickly. In his panic, his actions managed to stop the downward momentum, causing him to fall toward the chains outside the cliff…
“Clang!”
The chains jolted.
The Heretic Monk finally regained his balance and soared high like a wild goose, heading toward the cliff.
Unfortunately!
This turn led him straight into the path of Happy, who stood there with a sword, blocking the way…
The Heretic Monk’s terrified eyes narrowed sharply! Yet he forced himself to charge forward.
Before he could get close…
“Swish! Swish!”
Two cold projectiles shot toward him, targeting his solar plexus and private parts…
“Despicable!”
The Heretic Monk roared in anger but dared not ignore them. He swatted away the flying knives, as a bone-chilling coldness surged from the opposite cliffside.
A sharp, deep blue blade light, like a stroke from a divine being, swept across the Heretic Monk’s pale, terrified face. This time, he was hit head-on and flew backward. Without even looking back, he knew he had fallen far beyond the reach of the five chains…
After completing this series of assassination moves, Happy didn’t bother to glance at the Heretic Monk who had fallen off the cliff. He casually brushed off his clothes and glanced sideways at Youming, the player who had stopped moving on the chains…
Turning his gaze away, Happy walked carelessly about ten meters before bending down to pick up the ornate box he had thrown on the ground and returning to the cliff edge.
Youming remained in his original position, his eyes fixed intently on the box in Happy’s arms, yet he dared not move an inch—after all, just now he had seen a master of the Mysterious Realm easily sent over the cliff by Happy. If he went over there, wasn’t that seeking death?
But Youming also didn’t want to lose his dignity and face, so he declared loudly, “I’ll buy the item in your hands at a high price from my First-Class Hall! Name your price.”
Wiping the dust off the box, Happy stood proudly on the cliff, exuding an otherworldly aura. Upon hearing Youming’s declaration, he shot him a cold glance…
“Clang!!”
His Battle-Tested Sword was firmly planted in the cliff, humming proudly!
Its sharp edge was fully revealed!!