Chapter 539: On the Stage!The Dragon VS The Dragon! VS The Dragon VS The Dragon!!

The unique nature of the Dragon and Tiger Arena, along with the presence of many highly skilled martial artists, made the dozen or so top experts who arrived here hesitant to step onto the stage. No one wanted their journey at this martial arts conference to end so soon, as many of the experts here could easily defeat them. Thus, they all waited quietly below the arena, beside their own masters and elders, observing the situation.
The journey at the Dragon and Tiger Arena was like walking on thin ice…
The same was true for Happy.
He watched quietly as Guo Jing and Zhang Wuji engaged in a fierce battle!
The two had already fought fiercely, with chaos reigning supreme.
Behind Guo Jing, the giant dragon had transformed into a massive eight-clawed golden dragon under continuous attacks. As it breathed, tiny dragons shot out like projectiles, accompanied by frequent dragon roars.
Although Zhang Wuji remained unharmed in the early stages by using the Taiji Skill, his strategy of focusing solely on his own defense not only quickly strengthened Guo Jing’s position but also put him in a more passive and dangerous situation!
Under no other choice, he had to use the Great Heaven and Earth Shift to counteract Guo Jing’s strength by borrowing his own power to neutralize it!
Yet this still couldn’t fully suppress Guo Jing.
The essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms lay in making each palm strike stronger than the last, using the power of the previous strike to counteract the damage of the next—like performing the simplest subtraction. Moreover, Guo Jing had an edge in his boxing skills, so naturally, Zhang Wuji suffered a disadvantage.
If it weren’t for Zhang Wuji possessing the Nine Yang Divine Skill, which provided a continuous supply of internal energy, he would likely have been severely injured by Guo Jing…
In the audience, the masters of the six major sects and many other martial artists nodded in agreement:
“Truly worthy of being called Hero Guo. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is indeed one of the most formidable martial arts in the world!” This implied that they recognized Guo Jing’s advantage and believed Zhang Wuji would lose.
Even Zhang Sanfeng nodded frequently:
“Hero Guo has profound internal energy and precise, powerful palm strikes. It’s no wonder he was able to defend Xiangyang City and safeguard the border—truly the demeanor of a great general!”
Just then, a slightly raised voice suddenly came from a nearby tent:
“I heard that Master Zhang is exceptional in the Nine Yang Divine Skill and can learn any martial art on the spot. Is that true?” Hearing this unusually clear and familiar voice, Zhang Sanfeng and the other sect leaders were shocked:
“Little Happy.”
“So, Young Hero Happy also came with someone from the Murong family…” The masters of the six major sects cast kind looks in his direction and nodded in greeting.
Happy bowed to each of them in turn, but his gaze remained fixed on the arena.
At that moment!

The situation on the field changed abruptly. Zhang Wuji, who had already run out of tactics, suddenly imitated Guo Jing’s “Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.” His demeanor shifted completely—from previously smooth and cunning to fiercely aggressive! The “Jiuyang Divine Skill” he practiced was the most powerful and fierce martial art in the world. With his extraordinary internal energy that never ran out, he imitated the “Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms,” and in an instant, a giant dragon appeared to confront Guo Jing head-on…

Boom!!! The mighty roar of the dragon and the violent gusts of wind collided violently, creating an unprecedented shockwave on the arena. People outside the arena were also affected—the structures rattled violently and were on the verge of collapsing.

This time… Zhang Wuji finally understood how to deal with Guo Jing. He matched his opponent’s strength with his own, using the advantage of his endless internal energy from the Jiuyang Divine Skill to fiercely clash palms with Guo Jing. Relying on his supreme state of internal energy, he managed to hold back Guo Jing’s advancing momentum.

In just moments, the two had exchanged countless blows! Intense gusts of wind burst out from the arena in all directions.

Below, Huang Rong’s expression changed drastically as she exclaimed in shock, “The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!”

Happy, however, smiled proudly… Truly worthy of Zhang Wuji—after a little guidance, he quickly understood what to do. With that, the outcome of their battle was already reversed. Possessing both the “Taiji Skill” and the “Qiankun Great Shift,” Zhang Wuji was virtually invincible. Combined with the “Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms” imitated from the Jiuyang Divine Skill, defeating Guo Jing was no longer a problem.

The arena where they fought was now in ruins, beyond recognition. Nearby, the howling of palm strikes and the roar of the dragon were like those of a level-12 typhoon, making it impossible to approach.

“Haha!!” “So satisfying!!”

Amid the storm, Guo Jing’s hearty laughter rang out repeatedly. His Quanzhen Sect’s internal energy technique also allowed him to continuously restore his strength. Zhang Wuji wasn’t to be outdone—he kept exchanging blows, his internal energy abundant and his spirit high!

The duel between these two peerless masters overshadowed the battles of the other three pairs, drawing everyone’s attention. After exchanging over a hundred blows with no clear winner, a loud laugh suddenly appeared in the air. A majestic voice echoed clearly in everyone’s ears…

“Hero Guo!” “Leader Zhang!” “Both of you are outstanding warriors of our time. This battle has been truly astonishing. However, the purpose of this martial arts conference is to elect a leader for the martial world. I can’t bear to see you both suffer losses. How about ending it in a draw?”

“Agreed!”

“Master Zhang, today is a significant day for all the heroes under heaven. Don’t delay because of us two; let’s fight another bout another time!” Guo Jing leaped out of the fighting circle, his earlier momentum completely gone. Zhang Wuji also turned around, ending his stance, and bowed with clasped hands: “A junior should obey rather than resist.” After speaking, he glanced in the direction of Happy below the stage, nodded in gratitude, and then both stepped down from the stage. Happy smiled knowingly. It wasn’t his intention to remind Zhang Wuji, but using Zhang Wuji as a means to provoke Huang Rong and the Beggars’ Sect was his real goal. As long as the “Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms” were shown frequently, and through his hands no less, it wouldn’t be so eye-catching. “Miss Murong,” a somewhat calm voice came from beside them. Dong Fang Xiong, the aloof and distinguished man, spoke up, “There are seats available on the stage. How about the two great families of us go up there and have a spar? So as not to let the heroes under heaven look down on us?” Compared to the members of the eight great families around him, who only knew how to mock and act in a petty manner, Dong Fang Xiong appeared much more graceful, at least not offensive. Just as Miss Murong was about to stand up, Happy, who had been standing quietly behind her, stepped forward: “Since it’s a spar between families, let me take care of it.” With a faint smile on his face, Happy faced Dong Fang Xiong’s slightly stern expression and said, “Miss Murong is of noble birth and shouldn’t get involved in fighting. Brother Dong Fang, surely you don’t think I’m not worthy of fighting you?” “By no means.” Although Dong Fang Xiong really wanted to say so, with the masters of the six great sects watching, and Miss Murong and Nan Gong Ruoshui right by his side, he quickly recovered, nodded, and rushed toward the vacant Dragon and Tiger fighting platform. Happy followed closely behind, slowly ascending the platform that symbolized the strength of the Central Plains under everyone’s gaze!