Chapter 554: The Emperor, the Sixth Sword!

Heroes across the land and martial arts masters were smiling, but many players couldn’t laugh!
Wei Yixiao’s lightness of movement was astonishing—so fast that it was hard to detect or capture. Combined with the “Frosty Palm,” it made for an excellent combo for ambush attacks. His strength might not be as great as that of Master Kongxiang, but he was far more troublesome and difficult to deal with!
Happy’s easy victory made Orochimaru, who had practiced the “Mystic Dark Palm,” break into cold sweat. He sighed in relief, thinking it was fortunate he hadn’t attacked Happy at Wan’an Temple.
The members of Yipin Hall were once again shocked by Happy’s decisive victory.
They had thought Happy would at most reach the fourth round, but instead, he had left everyone far behind—even “The Emperor,” who now only had 3 points.
Happy won five battles in a row!
He gained five points.
This time, by defeating Wei Yixiao, he received a system notification: his “Jinhua Jiuyang Gong” had advanced from the fourth realm to the peak of the fifth realm, with his internal energy soaring by over 10 points—now at 467 points!
Happy was secretly delighted.
No matter the final outcome of this martial arts tournament, the dozens of points gained from five consecutive victories were equivalent to two months of extra training.
…
But at this moment, “The Emperor” looked displeased!
His draw with Zhou Zhiruo had been beyond his control. He still had only 3 points and had to face his next opponent…
Yet his luck wasn’t very good.
His next opponent was actually “Linghu Chong”…
A powerful warrior who had practiced the “Dugu Nine Swords” and also possessed extraordinary sword skills.
“…”
Below the stage, many people sighed at “The Emperor’s” bad luck.
Although “The Emperor’s” sword techniques were deadly, they were clearly inferior to Linghu Chong’s, whose sword skills turned the ordinary into the miraculous.
“The Emperor” saw that his mentor, the down-and-out swordsman who had been quietly drinking behind him, had also stopped drinking, his expression grave.
For the first time, a sense of heaviness settled over “The Emperor’s” heart.
He quickly realized the change in his state of mind! An emotion he had never experienced before was affecting his mood and his sword spirit.
Against Zhou Zhiruo, he had felt slightly displeased, but this time, facing Linghu Chong, he sensed a sword spirit even stronger than his own.
His will was wavering!
“Happy, I’m afraid I’ll fail to keep my promise in this battle,” “The Emperor” sighed softly, with a faint bitter smile.
Happy suddenly opened his eyes.

The attack was swiftly directed at “The Emperor”! At that moment, Kai Xin finally realized the difficulties faced by The Emperor, especially when he saw Linghu Chong—his heart trembled.
It was him!
Linghu Chong’s Nine Swords of Dugu, though not fully mastered, already made him a rare opponent in the martial world… A figure from the mythic era of his past life—unimaginable…
Countless others also sighed in awe.
Seeing “The Emperor’s” opponent, Linghu Chong, appear so calmly and after waiting for so long in front of the official website, the numerous viewers whose emotions had swung wildly all felt an unusually heavy mood!
Although the battle between “The Emperor” and Linghu Chong was still fierce, the gap was clearly enormous… Linghu Chong wielded his sword with great ease and casualness, like a drunken loafer parading through the streets, while “The Emperor” was forced into a defensive stance for the first time.
In just a short time, Linghu Chong had pushed The Emperor to such a predicament.
Kai Xin felt compassion!
He reluctantly turned away.
“Youthful hero Kai Xin, let me take on your sixth opponent instead.”
Just then, a bold voice rang out, drawing his attention back. Kai Xin turned to see Xiao Feng rising from his seat and, with the watchful eyes of Duan Yu and Xu Zhu, striding onto the stage! His steps were powerful, his spirit bold!
“It turns out to be the leader of the Northern Beggars’ Sect, Hero Xiao.” Kai Xin’s heart tightened; instinctively, he bowed, admiring this true man deeply—so bold, so upright, a model for all men.
But soon his heart sank, realizing that the sixth battle might not proceed…
Xiao Feng’s strength was comparable to Guo Jing’s—the two were not on the same level at all.
Yet, facing the leader of the Beggars’ Sect, a legendary master of the “Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms,” Kai Xin also felt immense respect. Since they had never fought in his past life, how could he avoid it this time?
“Even if I lose, fighting Hero Xiao would be a joy in life.” Kai Xin laughed heartily and declared firmly, “Please!”
“Youth, you truly have a bold spirit. Then I won’t hold back either. In this battle, I won’t spare you—come at me, and let me truly experience your Twenty-Eight Palms!”
“…” Kai Xin’s heart sank upon hearing this, but he replied without hesitation, “It’s better to obey than to politely refuse!” The passion from his fight with Wei Yixiao still burned hot, and once again, he rushed toward Xiao Feng with high fighting spirit. A fierce aura emanated from Kai Xin.

Xiao Feng’s expression also showed a hint of solemnity and shock: “Perfect timing!” As he spoke, he formed a fist, charging left, thrusting right, swinging upward, and slashing downward. The situation on the arena changed rapidly as astonishing currents of energy converged around Xiao Feng’s hands. Even Guo Jing, standing below the arena, suddenly stood up, his expression grave: “This is…”
Roar!!!!
With a swift motion of his hands, a roar like that of an angry dragon sounded from the arena. A massive golden dragon burst forth from Xiao Feng’s hands and slammed into Happy.
The proud dragon regrets its actions!
In that instant, an irresistible immense pressure suppressed his ability to move. He felt as though a colossal dragon was descending from the sky, a force capable of shaking the heavens and earth, locking him in place and enveloping his entire body.
Boom!
His body trembled as the golden dragon passed through him like lightning…
At the same time!
The battle between Linghu Chong and the “One Emperor” also reached its conclusion.
A clear and resounding sword sound, accompanied by a deadly sword howl, rose from that arena at the same time.
Below the arena, countless people stood up!
The “One Emperor,” covered in blood, flew outside the arena like a kite with its string cut!
But!
The moment the “One Emperor” fell outside the arena, he suddenly opened his eyes. Two icy eyes sparkled with astonishing intensity as he drew his sword. A black lightning bolt sliced through the sky, piercing Linghu Chong’s shoulder at lightning speed before falling heavily into the hands of the disheveled swordsman who had appeared below the arena at some point.
The disheveled swordsman glanced at the wounded Linghu Chong on the arena with a complex expression, then turned his gaze back to the “One Emperor,” showing a look of utmost authority and satisfaction for the first time:
“You are indeed better than my master expected. In such a short time, you’ve already grasped the sixth sword… Good! Now do you know who our greatest enemy as swordsmen is?”
Although the “One Emperor” was pale, his eyes burned with an exceptionally firm and sharp gaze:
“Disciple understands.” As he spoke, his gaze burned with enthusiasm as he looked at Happy, who was next to Miss Murong, a fierce fighting spirit flashing across his face!